Chapter 114: Dare to touch my woman, you must die!_1
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Perhaps due to just having fallen asleep, Qin Yanan slept very soundly, to the point that even a close call failed to wake her up.
Having no other choice, Tang Feng pushed her again.
“Stop bothering …”
Qin Yanan muttered, turned over, and continued to deeply snooze.
Tang Feng imdiately beca exasperated and slapped her smooth thigh.
“Smack!”
Qin Yanan let out a startled yell and jumped up from the bed.
While rubbing her now reddened thigh, she glared at him furiously, “Tang Feng, are you sick? Why did you hit ?”
Tang Feng rubbed his nose, “Well… there was a mosquito on your leg just now.”
“If anyone touches my woman, they must die!”
Mr. Qin was so angry that she threw the plush bear at him, “Go die yourself, who’s your woman?”
Tang Feng quickly put on a smiling face, “Actually, I just wanted to borrow your car for a bit, I called you several tis but you didn’t wake up.”
“The keys are on the coffee table outside, can’t you just take them yourself?” Qin Yanan checked the spot he had hit, which had turned thoroughly red, and was so furious she gnashed her teeth.
“After all, it’s your car, I had to at least let you know in advance.” Tang Feng also felt that the slap he had given her was a bit too hard. He felt a bit embarrassed and resolved to be gentler next ti.
“Weren’t you just saying I’m your woman? Why are you starting to delineate yours and mine now?” Qin Yanan’s old habits resurfaced, her fingertips lightly glided over her pale leg, which was too alluring to ignore.
Tang Feng’s fingers twitched involuntarily, and he quickly cleared his throat, “I’m taking the car then, you go back to sleep.”
Saying this, he was about to turn and leave the room.
“Wait a minute.” Qin Yanan suddenly called out to him.
“Mrs. Nan, anything else?” Tang Feng had to stop in his tracks and turn back to look at her.
“Where are you planning to drive to? You’re not going to pick up girls, are you?” Qin Yanan inquired with a tone like a wife questioning her husband.
“Cough cough, no, just an ordinary friend.” Tang Feng hadn’t expected this woman to be so accurate in her guess, but of course, he would never admit it.
No matter whether Qin Yanan was truly jealous or just pretending, it was always better to have fewer issues.
“Alright, alright, I can’t be bothered with your ss, just fill up the gas before returning it.” Qin Yanan said, then lay back down in bed to continue cuddling the plush bear and sleeping deeply.
Tang Feng lingered for a mont on her pale leg, then reluctantly left.
Since he had plenty of ti before the eting in the evening, he wasn’t in a hurry to rush over.
Returning to his own place, he reorganized the miscellaneous knowledge that cluttered his brain.
So far, he had redeed four skills from the system shop: Martial Arts Mastery LV2, dical Skill Mastery LV1, Physiognomy Mastery LV1, and Disguise Mastery LV1.
If studied normally, each skill would be enough for a person to delve into for decades, if not longer.
Yet he had effortlessly learned them from the system and reached a certain level of proficiency, and he still hadn’t had the chance to fully assimilate this multitude of knowledge.
Since he didn’t need to go to the antique shop today, he simply used the afternoon to review all these areas of knowledge again.
By the ti it was dark, although he hadn’t fully integrated them all, he at least had a clear frawork and was not as rushed as before.
Perhaps it was because of this clear frawork that his brain felt much more relaxed than usual.
It was like a mory card filled with a large amount of data had suddenly had its cache cleared, freeing up a lot of space.
This sense of refreshnt was indescribable.
Checking the ti, it was already past seven, and less than an hour was left before his eting with Song Lele.
He imdiately changed into a new outfit, tidied up a bit, and then set out.
He had obtained his driving license during the sumr of his second year of college, which was already two or three years ago.
But this was still his first ti driving on the road, so it was inevitable that he felt nervous.
He hesitated, wondering if he should redeem a “Driving Mastery” skill in the system shop.
But after checking the price, Driving Mastery LV1 cost 300,000, granting him top amateur level skills upon redemption.
He eventually decided against it.
After all, he had no intention of participating in races, and with his current skills, as long as he drove slowly, he should be able to handle everyday driving with ease.
300,000 yuan could make a down paynt in Zhonghai, and the location wouldn’t be too bad either.
He currently had almost 30 million in bank savings. In Zhonghai, while he couldn’t yet afford top-tier luxury houses, buying a luxurious residence of two or three hundred square ters would still be effortlessly within his reach.
But for so reason, he didn’t want to move out of his current apartnt.
Even though the place he lived in wasn’t large, even bordering on cramped, it felt very cozy.
Maybe it was because Qin Yanan lived there?
As he mused aimlessly, he encountered a red traffic light ahead and stopped the car while looking around out of boredom.
By chance, he spotted outside a bar, a woman in a light blue sundress being dragged by two n and a woman towards a Toyota van.
The woman seed to be drunk, barely able to walk on her own, but her hands kept struggling.
Bystanders passed by, most rely looking curiously for a mont before quickly moving on.
The two n didn’t look like easy targets, and nobody wanted to invite trouble over a stranger.
Since upgrading Martial Arts Mastery to LV2, Tang Feng’s vision had improved quite a bit.
Even though the sky was getting darker, he still recognized the woman.
Her na was Mao Anyi, host for Zhonghai TV.
With her good looks and elegantly knowledgeable deanor, she could be said, without exaggeration, to be the dream girl of all n in Zhonghai.
Tang Feng wasn’t exempt from this general adoration; for a long ti, he even used her as a template for finding a girlfriend.
It could be said that the reason for his single status throughout college and even suspicions about his sexuality were largely due to her.
He hadn’t imagined that his first real-life encounter with his goddess would be under such circumstances.
Seeing Mao Anyi about to be forcefully dragged into the car by the trio, he could no longer contain himself. He slamd his foot on the gas pedal, and his Cayenne broke away from the lineup of cars waiting at the red light, swiftly heading towards the Toyota to crash into it.
“Screech…”
The sound of the tires screeching against the ground instantly drew the attention of many people.
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