Chapter 791: Chapter 788: Acting Cute is Shameful_2

“Wife, when are we going to announce our relationship? It’s not right to keep hiding it. When people ask if I have a wife, I seriously say I do, but when they ask who my wife is, you know, if I say it’s you, ha! They just don’t believe it.”

“Why do you care so much about what they think? Let them believe it or not.”

Nangong Bing leisurely took her seat, her eyes never leaving her work as she continued diligently, a serious and graceful demeanor that Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but admire.

A woman who works seriously often looks much better than those who try to seduce men with flirtatious glances.

“Alright, why should I care? That’s right, I’m living well, eating well, I’ve got a wife as beautiful as a flower hidden at home, why should I fuss about what others think?”

Lin Zifeng nodded, hopping down from the desk and walking towards the one-way glass window. The dim silhouette of his back looked over the bustling metropolis of Zhonghai, feeling somewhat anxious.

His sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a look of immense sadness began to show on his cold face.

Suddenly, and rather embarrassingly, he thought of his parents.

Perhaps it was because he was too happy now, the only thing missing was a family reunion.

Seeing that Lin Zifeng’s expression was a bit off and that he hadn’t turned around for a long time, Nangong Bing slowly lifted her head and stared at him for a while before asking, “Hey, what are you doing?”

What really annoyed Nangong Bing was that the guy couldn’t even bother to lift his head, not even to nod, which at the very least would be acknowledgement of her presence.

Tap tap.

The woman walked over from the desk in her delicate pink high heels.

Legs that could only be described as a divine creation, they were incredibly enticing.

Underneath her office lady attire, the tragedy was that those long, white, and tender legs were wrapped in a layer of black stockings. Black lace was certainly charming and attractive, but it was no match for the allure of her bare white legs.

Moreover,

Nangong Bing was naturally tall, not only possessing the appearance of an angel but also a figure that other women envied.

Her hair, which had recently been cut and styled to have a slight wave, had streaks of light brown highlights, making her look even more fashionable.

Compared to her classical beauty from just a short while ago, she now embodied a perfect blend of Eastern and Western aesthetics.

As the sounds of footsteps from behind approached, it was a beautiful noise, especially in such a quiet large company—the sound seemed to carry a subtle hint of thrilling temptation.

Uh, it was probably because Lin Zifeng had really cheated a little recently, which is why the old lady had just come up with so many harsh demands.

At times, Nangong Bing wasn’t unaware; more often, she turned a blind eye.

A true good wife doesn’t trap a man, they understand how to make him restrain himself, not forcefully and tyrannically bind him.

“I say, Mr. Lin, what are you doing?”

Nangong Bing walked over and gently poked his back with her finger.

Clearly, she was slightly annoyed that Lin Zifeng wasn’t paying attention to her, wounding her vanity.

To her surprise, Lin Zifeng shook off the sadness in his expression, suddenly turned his head, and snarled playfully, “I’m thinking about how to be a bad guy.”

“…”

Nangong Bing was so angry that she saw stars and almost slapped him hard enough to send him flying.

“Do you think being a bad guy can scare me? So boring.”

“What are you looking at? Never seen such a handsome bad guy?” Lin Zifeng continued to snarl, showing off an appearance reminiscent of a gangster boss.

Nangong Bing rolled her eyes, unamused, “Is being a bad guy anything to brag about? Do you think you can still intimidate me like that?” The woman turned her head and continued, “Mr. Lin, if you want to learn to be a bad guy, please go home and practice in front of the mirror first.”

After speaking, she snorted disdainfully, held her head high, and turned on her heels with grace.

Huh!

Now it was Lin Zifeng who felt annoyed.

With a wave of his hand, he grasped her delicate hand and pulled it gently, pulling her into his embrace. He stared at her with a near-tyrannical look, their lips almost touching, less than an inch apart, and Lin Zifeng said irritably, “What? You look down on my bad side? Or is it that I’m not bad enough for you?”

Caught by surprise, the woman let out a soft moan, her face turning pale with fear as the assertive Lin Zifeng pulled her towards him. With a trembling voice, she stared at him and said, “What, what are you trying to do now? Scoundrel.”

This time she had learned her lesson; since he insisted on saying he wasn’t a good man, why should she keep insisting he wasn’t a bad one?

At this moment, the ambiguity between them was intense.

Nangong Bingyu’s delicate body lay wrapped in his arms, her seductive and radiant skin releasing an intoxicating fragrance.

Lin Zifeng dominated her fiercely, pressing down on her. Although he was somewhat heavy, the faint smoky scent of the man was truly pleasant, evoking an aphrodisiac effect as it poured ceaselessly into her nostrils.

Even at this moment, Nangong Bing was prepared to offer herself, but then she thought, no good!

This was the company’s office, after all.

If her employees saw this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, the woman, suppressing her desires, struggled to break free from his embrace.

“Hehe, it seems I, Lin Zifeng, have been too much of a nice guy on ordinary days. This time, you little minx, you can’t escape the palm of my hand, can you?”

Watching the person above her who embodied the image of a villain, Nangong Bing felt so embarrassed she almost wanted to burrow her head into his chest.

“Lin Zifeng, please get up.”

“I can, but first, you must admit that I’m a bad man.”

“…”

Nangong Bing was overwhelmed, her face turning pale. Is there really someone in the world who actually asks to be called a scoundrel?

Good heavens, what kind of logic is that?

“Okay, okay, scoundrel. Scoundrel. Happy now?”

Nangong Bing nodded shyly, her cheeks flushed with a burst of redness as she purposely averted her gaze, blushing as if painted with crimson.

Her heart fluttered like a frightened fawn, but she hoped fervently it wouldn’t lead to passion at this time.

She was afraid that under the man’s gentle tenderness, she would become moved, and when that happened, the feelings that made one forget all emotions, forget everything, would indeed be terrifying.

Seeing that he had teased his wife enough, Lin Zifeng knew when to stop and quickly helped her to her feet.

The smile that appeared on his face was forced. He didn’t want to reveal the gloom in his heart to Nangong Bing.

Instead, he hoped to leave an indelible impression of his most wicked, most villainous side on her.

“Alright, you should get back to whatever you were doing. But you’ve already promised me—no inviting anyone else for spicy hot pot!”

Nangong Bing pointed at his nose and said resolutely.

A woman can be tolerant of everything, just not of her man sneaking around.

“Ok, no problem.”

Lin Zifeng kept smiling bitterly, shrugging helplessly, thinking to himself it wasn’t the cheating he feared; he was afraid of others trying to steal him away.

…

After leaving the CEO’s office, the cellphone in his pocket suddenly rang at this moment.

It was not a call but merely an ordinary text message.

Ever since Lin Zifeng learned to use WeChat’s ‘Shake’ feature, he rarely texted anyone anymore.

If you can send voice messages, isn’t it exhausting to keep typing words all day long?

“Big brother Lin, you haven’t come to see me for so long, wuwu, have you almost forgotten about Lin’er? And oh, today there’s a family feast in the village. Everyone from the village has come. I hope you can come too. After all these years, I’m sure there are many uncles and aunts who miss you. Please come, big brother Lin… Oh wah!”

Lin Zifeng laughed, not so much at the content but at the last two words, which really made him shake his head helplessly at the silly girl.

Now that the Dragon Roar Gang had been wiped out, the shares of Tianyu were reclaimed, and the Martial Arts Society successfully took over the South District. The Heavenly Martial Society’s base was destroyed, and Lin Zifeng could finally relax properly.

Having not returned home for so long, he indeed longed for home.

But he wondered whether those people who once looked down on him and the acquaintances from the past would still recognize him now?