Chapter 038: News of the Partner

"Heh!"
Zhao Feng laughed in exasperation.
He shook his head. "Come on, Auntie, you two, don't try to guilt-trip me!"
"Hmph!" Zhao Ting acted like a shrew. "How is this guilt-tripping you? We're family! What's wrong with you helping us?"
Zhao Feng nearly laughed himself to death.
He couldn't be bothered to argue and retorted directly, "Who says we're family?"
This was just what Zhao Ting was waiting for—her temper flared instantly.
She pointed at Zhao Feng. "Third brother, look at him! Is this something a younger generation should say?"
She pulled Zhao Jun's hand, beginning to complain, "Third brother, we're all from the Zhao family! Don't you agree?"
Zhao Jun was indeed angry.
He slammed the table. "Xiaofeng, what you said was wrong! Apologize to your second aunt, now!"
Zhao Feng rolled his eyes inwardly.
Chen Lan, standing by, couldn't hold back any longer. She spoke up, "What's wrong about it? I think Xiaofeng is right!"
She hurried to defend her son.
Zhao Jun was furious, his beard bristling, his eyes wide. "What are you two talking about?"
Chen Lan laughed in anger, becoming just as sharp, "Old Zhao, are you trying to ruin this family?"
"I..."
"I—I..."
"Hmph!" Chen Lan stood, grabbed Zhao Feng's hand. "No money to lend, no job introductions possible! Xiaofeng, let's go!"
As her son, Zhao Feng naturally stood by his mother's side. He let Chen Lan pull him away, following her out.
They left Zhao Zhen and Zhao Ting staring at each other, eyes wide in disbelief.
His eldest and second aunts left with nothing, defeated and helpless.
It was nothing but a brief episode. Returning to his room, Zhao Feng picked up his phone and started gaming.
"Damn! Lost again!"
"What the...@?$"
He cursed loudly, venting his frustration.
Just as he was about to stubbornly start another round, his phone rang.
A glance—it was Xia Lin calling.
He hit answer, sounding lazy and careless, "Hey, beautiful, what's up?"
On the other end, Xia Lin rolled her eyes.

Xia Lin smoothed her clothes, her lips curling with a teasing smile. "Of course, a beauty misses you!"
"Hehehe!" Zhao Feng laughed. "Really?"
"Ha!" Xia Lin covered her mouth, giggling. "Of course! I've missed you so much I could just eat you up, bite by bite!"
Zhao Feng rolled his eyes, unable to handle Xia Lin's wild talk.
He yawned. "Enough, get to the point. Why are you calling?"
Xia Lin chuckled, "Can't I call you for no reason?"
Zhao Feng made a face, "We're not that close. You definitely want something."
"Heh."
On the other end, Xia Lin stretched lazily. Ever since her appearance had been restored, her confidence had returned.
After all, she had been the top beauty of Chenzhou—her reputation was no joke.
Now, every day seemed wonderful to her.
Xia Lin lay on her bed, rolling over, revealing delicate, fair skin.
She laughed, "I have two things to discuss with you."
Zhao Feng replied indifferently, "What is it?"
"Heh."
"First, I've found the partner who deceived your father!"
"What?!" Zhao Feng sat up in shock.
Xia Lin nodded. "That's right! I've found him!"
Zhao Feng's handsome face instantly turned cold. "Where is he?"
"Don't be hasty," Xia Lin said. "Let me tell you the second thing."
Zhao Feng held back his impatience. "Go on."
"Heh." Xia Lin smiled. "Second, I have a friend who wants to buy your ointment."
"Not selling," Zhao Feng replied curtly.
Xia Lin was bewildered.
She blinked. "Why not? She's offering way more than I did!"
"Hmph!" Zhao Feng snorted with pride. "That ointment comes from the Immortal Gate! From the Supreme Medicine Sect! It's not something just anyone can buy."
"I only sold it to you because I had no choice."
"This..." Xia Lin still didn't understand. "Not making money—isn't that foolish?"
"Heh! Then just treat me as a fool."
Xia Lin was a little annoyed. "Zhao Feng, you can't just act on impulse!"

"Enough!" Zhao Feng lay back on his bed. "Now tell me where that partner is."
Xia Lin took a deep breath. "Alright! If you're not selling, I can't force you. But I hope you'll reconsider. Because my friend is the mayor's daughter."
"Pfft!" Zhao Feng sneered. "She could be the Emperor's daughter—it makes no difference."
Xia Lin pursed her lips, thinking he was just putting on airs.
"Fine." Xia Lin stretched. "The person you're looking for is now at Weiwei Bar in Huai'an County."
Zhao Feng frowned. "Weiwei's turf?"
"Heh!" Xia Lin laughed. "What now? Stumped? If you agree to sell the ointment to my friend, I can negotiate with Weiwei for you."
"Pfft!"
"No need."
Zhao Feng hung up directly.
Weiwei, Red Square, and Xia Lin were the three queens of Huai'an County, known as the Three Golden Butterflies.
In truth, Huai'an County had plenty of local toughs, but since the three women's influence was the greatest—and because they were women—they were the most famous.
Someone like Liu Dahua was nothing in front of them, but since he worked for Xiang Tao, the big shots in the gray areas gave him some respect.
Zhao Feng hung up, picked up an outfit. It was worth noting that this set was a gift from Chen Ying.
Dark green trousers, and a black-and-white polo shirt resembling a school uniform.
Once he put them on, Zhao Feng looked strikingly handsome.
With his sharp, carved features, he exuded a unique charm.
He slipped on a pair of perforated slip-ons and stepped out.
When he reached the first floor, Li Ping was teasing Zhao Jun's parrot.
"Hey! Drive me somewhere," Zhao Feng said.
Li Ping turned, looking around. "Are you talking to me?"
Zhao Feng kicked him squarely in the face. "Who else?"
"Ouch! Ouch, ouch!"
Li Ping clutched his handsome face, squatting on the ground, grimacing. "Zhao Feng, you're getting out of hand! I swear I'll tell my sister, and she'll tell Chen Ying!"
Zhao Feng looked at him with a half-smile. "Tell Chen Ying what?"
"Tell Chen Ying..."
Suddenly, Li Ping felt a chill down his back. He turned his head—Chen Ying was standing right behind him.
Li Ping forced a bitter smile. "Sister Chen Ying, when did you get here?"