The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 293: Debt Collection Visit

Ye Chenfeng had willingly exhausted his Soul Force to help Fang Nanxiang, Brother Hu, Tie Niu, Monkey, and Li Pangzi increase their strength, because he acknowledged these five people as his brothers, and when it came to his own people, Ye Chenfeng always gave his all to assist them. Improving their strength, even by just a bit, meant they would have that much more ability to protect themselves in the future.

After resting for a couple of hours in the grand hall of the Victory Sky Society’s main headquarters, the Soul Force that had been depleted inside Ye Chenfeng gradually recovered somewhat. Seeing that lunchtime had arrived, Fang Nanxiang and the others wanted to invite Ye Chenfeng to eat with them, but he declined.

The warm sunlight from the sky enveloped Ye Chenfeng as he walked alone along the bustling streets of Tianhai, where the underground power and business empire he had set up were gradually taking shape, not requiring too much of his personal involvement.

Having reached the Peak Eighth Level of Soul Force from his previous life, Ye Chenfeng still felt unsatisfied. The present era was the flourishing period of the Ancient Martial World, and the man-made car accident that killed his parents involved a master from the Ancient Martial World. Thus, being at the Eighth Level of Soul Force still seemed unsafe to Ye Chenfeng. He aimed to push his strength to Level Nine of Soul Force or even reach the very peak.

However, it was extremely difficult to advance further after reaching the Eighth Level. Otherwise why would Ye Chen of the previous life have remained at the Eighth Level for so long?

"It seems I’ll need to seek out more experts to battle with in the future. Only by breaking through my limits can I enhance my strength once again," Ye Chenfeng thought to himself. For him now, increasing his strength was more important than expanding his underground power and business empire.

"Chenfeng? The young Divine Doctor? I’ve finally seen you again! You cured my cancer last time, and I haven’t had the chance to properly thank you. How about you come have a simple meal at our home today?"

An excited voice interrupted Ye Chenfeng’s thoughts. It came from a plainly dressed woman not far in front of him, her hands holding bags full of groceries, apparently just after shopping. The woman was none other than Yao Lianrong! And her daughter, Yao Suman, was also there.

Yao Lianrong held Ye Chenfeng in high esteem, appreciating not only his exceptional Medical Skills but also his affable personality. She really hoped her daughter would end up with Ye Chenfeng; after all, her daughter wasn’t getting any younger. However, after Ye Chen returned to the Capital City, they hadn’t seen him again.

Without Ye Chenfeng’s contact information, Yao Lianrong was quite anxious for her daughter. A prospective son-in-law as good as Ye Chenfeng was not someone she was willing to let slip by! To her surprise, they ran into Ye Chenfeng on the street today. Yao Lianrong was even more convinced that this was fate arranged by the heavens, so she was determined to bring her daughter and Ye Chenfeng together.

Today, Yao Suman was wearing a casual women’s outfit, her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall. Her ample bosom rose high, and her clean face was makeup-free, showcasing her natural beauty. With her delicate facial features and fine complexion, she outshone the heavily made-up women by a great deal.

"Auntie Yao, Sister Su Man, what a coincidence!" Seeing Yao Suman, Ye Chenfeng’s mind involuntarily recalled the scene from the past—they had sat together on a bench by a lake, and Yao Suman had unintentionally fallen asleep on his shoulder, and he had inadvertently taken advantage of the moment.

When they parted that day, Yao Suman insisted that Ye Chenfeng call her "sister," and since he was at fault, he promptly complied with the request.

Under the warm sunlight, Yao Suman’s cheeks turned slightly red when she heard Ye Chenfeng address her, even though she had initially asked him to do so. These days, her mother often murmured about how good Ye Chenfeng was and that she must seize this happiness, which made her feel increasingly anxious. Occasionally, when Ye Chenfeng’s image crossed her mind, she felt a strange flutter, a sensation she herself had not yet fully grasped.

Women have incredibly sharp intuition. Seeing her daughter’s blushing cheeks, Yao Lianrong’s face lit up with a smile and said, "Chenfeng, you mustn’t have had lunch yet, have you? I have yet to truly thank you. Our home is just up ahead. Today, I will personally cook a meal as a proper thank you to you."

Confronted with Yao Lianrong’s enthusiasm, Ye Chenfeng found it hard to refuse. He was just about to look for a small restaurant to grab something to eat anyway. Since he had to eat, it would be the same to have a meal at their place, so Ye Chenfeng accepted the invitation: "All right then! Auntie Yao, I’ll be imposing on your hospitality."

"I’m not intruding, am I? Chenfeng, you saved my life. We don’t have much to repay you with, so even if you come to eat at our place every day, I’d definitely welcome you with open arms," Yao Lianrong said with a cheerful laugh.

Yao Lianrong’s home was in a nearby neighborhood, an older area where each building was only five or six stories high, and they lived on the third floor.

Yao Lianrong warmly ushered Ye Chenfeng into their home, then added, "Chenfeng, make yourself comfortable. Feel like you’re in your own home here, and don’t you be polite with me!"

Seeing her mother treating Ye Chenfeng with such warmth, Yao Suman’s cheeks flushed even more, and she brewed a cup of green tea for Ye Chenfeng. She no longer harbored any prejudices against him because, after all, he had cured her mother’s cancer. Without Ye Chenfeng’s intervention, she and her mother, Yao Lianrong, would have been parted by death by now.

"Sister Suman, are you still working in the South District Branch Office? I didn’t see you at the police station a few days ago when I went looking for Zhu Maode," Ye Chenfeng suddenly remembered that during his visit to the South District police station, he hadn’t seen Yao Suman. If she was still working there, he surely would have encountered her.

At his words, a fleeting, unnatural expression crossed Yao Suman’s face, but she quickly regained her composure and responded, "Maybe I just happened to be out of the station that day, which is why you didn’t see me."

"Oh," Ye Chenfeng nodded noncommittally. He subconsciously felt she was lying, but he didn’t press the issue further.

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Yao Lianrong quickly prepared a table full of dishes, and at the dining table, she said with a smile, "Chenfeng, our home might be a bit humble. Don’t take offense, okay? We’ll take you out for a nice meal at a restaurant sometime."

Ye Chenfeng waved his hand and replied, "Aunt Yao, today’s meal is already quite lavish. Besides, I prefer homemade dishes. The food at restaurants just isn’t as good as what’s cooked at home."

Watching Ye Chenfeng be so easygoing and sensible made Yao Lianrong even happier, "Then, Chenfeng, you’ll have to come over for meals more often in the future! I always feel especially good whenever I chat with you."

"Ding dong~ Ding dong~"

As soon as Yao Lianrong finished speaking, the doorbell rang. She quickly stood up to answer the door. Upon seeing the people outside, her face slightly changed as she said, "Brother, sister-in-law, we have guests today. Can whatever it is wait until tomorrow?"

Standing at the door were a man in his forties, dressed in a suit, Yao Lianrong’s brother Yao Zhiqiang; one of the women, older, was his wife Hu Zhen; and the other, a young woman in her mid-twenties, was their daughter Yao Meng.

Hu Zhen’s eyebrows shot up at Yao Lianrong’s words, a fierce expression appearing on her face as she barked, "Yao Lianrong, what do you mean by that? It’s your family that owes us money, right? Are we not allowed to enter your home now? We should not have lent you the money in the first place."

"Sister-in-law, we’ve done as you asked, so what more do you want? You said to have Suman quit her job and work at your company as a way to pay off the debt, and didn’t we just do that? Are you intent on driving my daughter and me to our deaths before you’ll be satisfied?" Tears began to well in Yao Lianrong’s eyes, and as a mother, she was filled with guilt just thinking about her daughter. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)