Xiao Feng was immediately displeased: "So you're saying you called me over just to tell me that I didn't kill your father?"
Saying that, he was about to get up and head toward the door.
Han Lengyue quickly stood up. Just as Xiao Feng was determined to find the person who framed him, Han Lengyue also wanted to find the murderer of her father.
And after five years of investigation, Han Lengyue clearly understood that her strength alone was too weak. With Xiao Feng's assistance, things would be much easier.
Han Lengyue blocked his path: "Although I don't know who framed you five years ago, I have a feeling that the real murderer of my father is very likely the same person who framed you."
Xiao Feng smirked: "So?"
"So I want to ask for your assistance. Let's work together to uncover the truth from back then," Han Lengyue said seriously. "You want to find the person who framed you, and I want to find the person who killed my father. Our goals align in this."
"Not interested," Xiao Feng said indifferently, and was about to turn around and leave.
However, Han Lengyue's next words made him pause: "Earlier at the Hill Hotel, did you know whose woman she was?"
Xiao Feng halted, recalling the beautiful woman who had given him a million at the hotel.
Han Lengyue continued, "That woman is the fiancée of the young master of Shen Group, which is incredibly powerful in Jiangcheng, far beyond the little skirmishes Liao Qianying can compare to."
Xiao Feng instantly understood; no wonder that woman was so generous, casually handing out a million.
Han Lengyue advised earnestly, "I know that your abilities are very strong, but even a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. Unforeseen situations might occur. If you agree to cooperate with me, I can help you solve some small troubles."
Xiao Feng laughed arrogantly: "I'm not afraid of big troubles, why would I fear small ones?"
Nonetheless, he sat back down, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm open to cooperation, but you must listen to me."
Han Lengyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Since it's cooperation, both parties should be equal. Moreover, you should be aware of the importance of the information I've gathered over these five years."
Xiao Feng chuckled: "You couldn't uncover the truth in five years, which shows you're quite incapable. You might as well listen to my directions."
Han Lengyue fell silent. Her character had always been assertive, and she was even more unwilling to lose her dominance. Yet, encountering the even more assertive Xiao Feng, she felt powerless for the first time.
After a long pause, Han Lengyue gritted her silver teeth: "Alright, as long as you can find the real murderer, everything will be as you say."
Xiao Feng nodded with satisfaction, putting his legs up on the table, grinning and laughing like a master: "Go, pour me a glass of water."
"I said I'd listen to you, not agree to unreasonable demands," Han Lengyue said with a dark face.
"That's no way to put it. There's a saying, 'Small deeds reveal big truths.' If you don't listen to me about something small like pouring water, you'll surely not listen when it comes to bigger matters," Xiao Feng chuckled lightly. "Miss Han, you lack sincerity in this cooperation."
"You!" Han Lengyue glared, but words spoken were like water spilled — impossible to take back.
Moments later, Han Lengyue reluctantly handed over a full cup of hot water. However, when she reached Xiao Feng, she stumbled, and half of the water spilled.
"Ah!" Xiao Feng suddenly screamed.
Han Lengyue was stunned: "What's wrong?"
Xiao Feng fumed: "What's wrong? It's burning me! Quick, quick, help me take off my shoes."
"What did you say?" Han Lengyue never expected Xiao Feng to make such a rude request, yet seeing his grinning expression, she gritted her teeth and squatted down to help Xiao Feng take off his shoes.
Resisting the discomfort in her heart, she helped Xiao Feng remove his shoes, only to be stunned by the sight — black socks revealing toes, looking particularly shabby.
"And the socks," Xiao Feng seemed to be in great pain, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
"The socks too?" Han Lengyue's brow furrowed tightly.
"Nonsense, wait for the water to dry and stick to the wound causing secondary injury. Once the wound gets infected..." Xiao Feng rambled.
Han Lengyue interrupted with a frown: "Then hurry up and take them off."
Xiao Feng said: "If I could take them off, I would have done it! Ah... too painful, you'd better do it."
Han Lengyue didn't act immediately. Though she wasn't extremely pampered, she had never done such menial tasks.
"Hurry up, or it'll be really troublesome!" Xiao Feng urged, looking as if another moment's delay would lead to disaster.
Han Lengyue was momentarily flustered, deliberated for a while before steeling her heart and knelt down to help Xiao Feng take off his socks.
"Slower, slower, yes, yes, ah..." Xiao Feng looked intently and continued his act.
After a while, a coolness swept over, making Xiao Feng suddenly shiver. Looking up, he saw Han Lengyue's cold gaze.
"Xiao Feng, with your acting skills, it's really a pity you're not an actor," Han Lengyue said, tossing the holey sock aside, and headed towards the door.
In fact, the moment Han Lengyue removed Xiao Feng's sock, she found no water stains on the foot, nor any swelling signs of a burn.
There was no doubt that Xiao Feng was deliberately teasing her, taking advantage of her.
However, Han Lengyue was not ordinary; she didn't explode in fury. Even though the volcanic rage inside was about to erupt, her expression remained composed.
Xiao Feng laughed contentedly, finally getting rid of the bottled-up frustration.
Turning passive into active, taking control, that's the right thing.
...
Leaving the underground boxing arena, Xiao Feng and Han Lengyue got into the same car, intending to finalize their next plan during the ride back to the city.
"Haha, hello again, my friend," Xiao Feng said from the back seat, patting the driver up front.
The driver shivered at the familiar voice; seeing the smiling face, he nearly cried.
Oh my! Would this guy chatter all the way again?
Han Lengyue glanced at Xiao Feng beside her, suddenly questioning if her judgment was mistaken?
After all, the legendary Yan Huang was supposed to kill without blinking, not disgust people to death without paying the price.
The car started up. After five minutes of tension, the driver finally relaxed, truly frightened by Xiao Feng.
Yet right as the car was about to exit the suburb, Xiao Feng suddenly sensed danger, and shouted, "Stop!"
Almost at the moment the driver hit the brakes, with a "boom," a large tree fell right in front of the car.