Chapter 127 - Meeting Zhao Tianya and Deng Xiaofu Again

Ye Fan rubbed his half-full stomach as he stepped out of Candlelight Couple Restaurant, lamenting, “I’m still not full.”

“You still want to eat?

I’m dead because of you!” Zhao Lina said with a dark expression.

Ye Fan responded casually, “Is it that serious?

When he comes out, just explain it to him and it’s solved.”

“You think this kind of thing can be explained clearly?” Zhao Lina said irritably, “The more you explain, the worse it gets!”

Ye Fan could only spread his hands helplessly, fell silent for a moment, and then said, “Should we go somewhere else to eat?

I really didn’t get enough.”

Zhao Lina was so angry she couldn’t bear it any longer and suddenly threw a kick at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan dodged it nimbly and exclaimed, “Hey, why hit people?

Is it reasonable now to invite someone to eat and leave them half hungry?”

“Ye Fan, why are you always so annoying?!” Zhao Lina huffed.

Ye Fan felt aggrieved—it wasn’t such a big deal at all.

But Zhao Lina didn’t give him the chance to speak; she had already angrily turned, gotten into her sedan, and sped away.

With Zhao Lina’s car out of sight, Ye Fan touched his stomach and could only bitterly find something to eat on his own.

He got in his car and drove around the streets aimlessly, unable to find a suitable place to eat.

Alone with only a half-full stomach, he really didn’t know what was good to eat.

By chance, as his car passed by Tianfei Night Club, he had a sudden thought.

He turned the steering wheel and slowly drove into the parking lot of Tianfei Night Club.

Entering the lobby of Tianfei Night Club, the atmosphere was still so elegant and soothing.

He found a booth and sat down, ordering some red wine, fruit snacks, and munchies, and specifically ordered a shrimp pasta to fill his stomach.

After ordering, as the waiter left, Ye Fan looked around the entire hall.

By this time, it was just past eight o’clock, still early for the nightclub, and the hall was about one-third full.

About fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan finished his shrimp pasta; since the portion was not large, it filled his stomach to about eighty percent full.

Having the waiter cleared the empty pasta plate, Ye Fan took a sip of lemon water to cleanse his palate, then poured a glass of red wine, enjoying both the elegant piano music and the wine, savoring this bourgeois indulgence.

Around nine o’clock, two voluptuous and sexy mature beauties entered together, immediately drawing everyone’s attention.

Ye Fan’s eyes also brightened, and with a smile, he raised his arm and snapped his fingers at the two beauties.

Hearing the sound, the beauties turned their heads, saw Ye Fan, and immediately smiled sweetly while swaying their beautiful waists as they walked toward him gracefully.

The other men, watching this, couldn’t help but look at Ye Fan with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

As the beauties approached, Ye Fan stood up, stepped out of the booth, and greeted them with a smile.

“Long time no see, beauties.

It’s been almost ten years,” Ye Fan greeted with a smile.

Deng Xiaofu covered her mouth, giggling, “Giggle, Ye Fan, you’re talking nonsense.

We just met three days ago.”

“Not at all.

As the ancients say, a day apart feels like three autumns.

Isn’t three days apart just like nearly ten years?” Ye Fan said with a smile, then made a welcoming gesture, “Please, have a seat.

Tonight’s on me.”

Zhao Tianya stared at Ye Fan with an unfriendly look, “Can you afford it?

Don’t bite off more than you can chew.”

“I’ll sell my blood or a kidney if I have to,” Ye Fan responded with a light smile.

Deng Xiaofu couldn’t help but laugh.

The three sat down, with Zhao Tianya and Deng Xiaofu naturally sitting together, and Deng Xiaofu took the inside seat.

Ye Fan asked the waiter to clear the table except for a bottle of red wine that had been opened, and then ordered more wine, beverages, fruits, snacks, and appetizers.

After the waiter left, Zhao Tianya stared at Ye Fan without saying a word.

Feeling a little nervous from her gaze, Ye Fan said, “Sister Zhao, I haven’t done anything terribly wrong, have I?”

“Hmph!” Zhao Tianya retorted with a snort, “Why are you so unreliable?

Last time you promised to call me, why haven’t you called me until now?”

She thought that after seducing him here last time, she had completely captivated Ye Fan.

Unexpectedly, three days had passed, and Ye Fan had not even bothered her with a single call or message.

This infuriated her.

Ignoring her charm was an unforgivable sin!

“Uh, I’ve been really busy with work recently, working overtime every day, and by the time I’m free, it’s the middle of the night.

Wouldn’t it be inappropriate to call you at that hour?” said Ye Fan guiltily.

Deng Xiaofu interjected, surprised, “You two exchanged phone numbers?

How come I didn’t know?”

“This…” Zhao Tianya slightly panicked.

Ye Fan chuckled and said, “Hehe, last time when you went to the restroom, I exchanged numbers with Sister Zhao.”

“Oh,” Deng Xiaofu responded but didn’t press further, nor did she ask for Ye Fan’s number.

Ye Fan didn’t ask for Deng Xiaofu’s number either.

A few minutes later, the red wine, beverages, fruits, snacks, and appetizers were served.

After sharing a glass of red wine, Ye Fan, like a gentleman, was pouring wine for Zhao Tianya and Deng Xiaofu when he suddenly felt his calf being touched by a leg wrapped in smooth stockings.

He couldn’t help but look at Deng Xiaofu.

She gave him a subtle nod with a sexy smile and captivating eyes.

She then lowered her eyelids, breaking eye contact.

Ye Fan averted his gaze, inwardly amused, and continued pouring the wine.

Once the wine was poured, Ye Fan sat down.

Zhao Tianya continued her flirty assault, determined to dazzle Ye Fan.

Meanwhile, Deng Xiaofu, much like the last time, sat quietly, keeping her leg pressed against Ye Fan under the table.

Ye Fan juggled responding to Zhao Tianya’s playful banter, which included lots of embarrassing remarks, and subtly interacted with Deng Xiaofu under the table, feeling extremely pleased.

About half an hour later, Zhao Tianya’s phone suddenly rang.

“What?

Okay, okay, I’ll come back right away!” Zhao Tianya exclaimed into the phone.

Ye Fan and Deng Xiaofu both stopped and turned to look at her.

In a rush, Zhao Tianya quickly said to Ye Fan and Deng Xiaofu, “My daughter is suddenly upset, and I need to go back right away.

Xiao Fu, are you coming with me?”

“I… will leave in a bit,” Deng Xiaofu hesitated and then made an excuse for herself, “It’s too early to go back now.”

“Alright.

I’ll go first.

Goodbye.” Zhao Tianya was no longer in the mood to tease Deng Xiaofu and Ye Fan, focusing entirely on her crying daughter at home.

She hurried out.

With Zhao Tianya gone in a hurry, only Ye Fan and Deng Xiaofu were left, facing each other across the table.

Finally, they had the chance to be truly alone.

In the hall, the soothing and elegant piano music flowed like moonlight over water, setting a serene ambiance.

Ye Fan moved closer to directly face Deng Xiaofu.

A slow smile spread across Deng Xiaofu’s pretty face, her eyes sparkling and stunningly beautiful.

Ye Fan couldn’t help but smile back, sharing an unspoken understanding with Deng Xiaofu.