The Strongest Urban Son-in-law-Chapter 653 - 672: Dogskin Plaster [Four Updates]

The group displayed a fierce demeanor, itching to tear Ye Feng to shreds as they glared at him hatefully.

"It’s Ishida Yulong!" When people saw that man, their expressions were filled with shock.

Ishida Yulong turned to Zhao Xinling, "Zhao Xinling, how could you do this? My boss has been pursuing you for a full three years. For you, he hasn’t dated anyone for the entire three years in university. He’s always been chaste, but what about you? Look at you, how can you be so intimate with someone else in front of so many people?"

After hearing Ishida Yulong’s words, Zhao Xinling remained expressionless and said indifferently, "I have nothing to do with your boss. Whom I associate with is my own business. What’s it to you?"

Enraged, Ishida Yulong bellowed, "Zhao Xinling, I never expected you to be such a person, speaking so lightly and easily, saying you just wanted to focus on your studies and practice martial arts. But in reality, you’re such a woman. I truly feel our boss doesn’t deserve this!"

However, Ye Feng ignored Zhao Xinling and Ishida Yulong and walked directly towards Ishida Yulong, choosing to disregard him.

Ishida Yulong glared furiously at Ye Feng, blocking him, "Stop right there!"

Ye Feng glanced at him with an unfazed expression, as calm as ever, without a ripple in his demeanor.

"Is there a problem?" Ye Feng uttered the words emotionlessly.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng with pity, "Poor kid, he’s caught the attention of Ishida Yulong from the Martial Arts Club, a martial artist with early-stage inner strength. If Yulong sets his sights on you, you’ll be lucky to escape with your life!"

"Kid, tell me, what’s your relationship with Zhao Xinling?" Ishida Yulong demanded loudly.

At that moment, everyone seemed to hold their breath, watching Ye Feng nervously.

Not only did Ishida Yulong want answers, but they were also all eager to know the exact nature of Ye Feng and Zhao Xinling’s relationship.

"She’s my woman..." Ye Feng began indifferently.

"What!" Instantly, the people there were stunned; they couldn’t believe Ye Feng had declared Zhao Xinling as his woman. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

The revelation was too much for everyone to absorb, and upon hearing this, Zhao Xinling’s face turned first pale, then purple with reaction.

How could Ye Feng fail to see what was truly on Zhao Xinling’s mind, that she wanted to deliberately cause trouble for him? That’s why Zhao Xinling wouldn’t possibly deny her relationship with Ye Feng.

"It’s impossible!" Ishida Yulong was shocked, disbelievingly staring at Ye Feng, "You must be lying to me, how could this be? Zhao Xinling is the most saintly of us all; no one deserves her except for our boss. I don’t believe it!"

Then, Ishida Yulong turned to Zhao Xinling and asked loudly, "Zhao Xinling, tell me, is what he says true?"

Zhao Xinling nodded slightly, "Correct, he’s telling the truth."

"How can this be!" Instantly, everyone was flabbergasted; they could not come to terms with the idea that their idol, the goddess in their hearts, had been so easily wooed away.

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going—" Ye Feng said, and turned to head towards Kyoto University.

"Stop!" Ishida Yulong roared angrily.

Ye Feng halted his steps, furrowing his brows and turning to face Ishida Yulong, "What else do you want?"

"Damn mutt! I want you to leave Zhao Xinling at once. You’re not worthy of being her boyfriend. You don’t deserve her. The only one who deserves Zhao Xinling is our Martial Arts Club’s Deputy Director, Sanjing Shiro!" Ishida Yulong howled loudly.

Ye Feng nodded indifferently, a look of disdain in his eyes, "Oh? Is that so? Well, if that’s the case, I don’t want Zhao Xinling anymore. She’s yours..."

"What!" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, everyone there shouted in disbelief, wondering if they had misheard. Ye Feng actually said he did not want Zhao Xinling anymore, that he’d hand her over to Sanjing Shiro.

When Zhao Xinling heard Ye Feng’s words, a tremor went through her heart, a look of shock appearing in her eyes. She was completely unable to accept that Ye Feng spoke as if she were dispensable trash, as if it didn’t matter who wanted her, as if Ye Feng could so easily cast her aside.

"Kid, what do you mean by that?" Ishida Yulong was utterly shocked as he looked at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng said matter-of-factly, "Didn’t you see? It’s like Zhao Xinling is sticking to me like a plaster; what am I supposed to do? If your boss likes her, then she’s all his, of course. Whether Zhao Xinling is willing or not is another matter. If she isn’t, then there’s nothing I can do."

Hearing Ye Feng’s words, Zhao Xinling’s complexion turned extremely ugly. Now, Ye Feng had actually described her as a "plaster," showing her absolutely no respect.

Zhao Xinling felt her self-esteem assaulted once again. She even began to question her own life, her worldview, wondering inwardly, "Am I really that awful? Why am I worthless in his eyes?"

This was the third time Zhao Xinling felt slighted in front of Ye Feng. The first time was when she tried to entice Ye Feng in the small garden, and he was utterly unmoved, even showing disgust towards her.

The second time was just last night when Ye Feng didn’t even allow her the chance to be near his bed, showing complete disregard for her.

And now, Ye Feng described her as a plaster, as if she clung to him, as if he could abandon her anytime because it didn’t matter whether she was there or not. This left Zhao Xinling feeling her self-worth had suffered another massive blow, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Zhao Xinling became furious, "Ishida Yulong, help me teach this bastard a lesson. If he apologizes, I’ll consider going on a date with your boss. If you can’t manage that, tell your boss to forget about any chances forever!"

Once they heard Zhao Xinling’s declaration, Ishida Yulong and the others became excited. Their eyes lit up as they asked eagerly, "Zhao Xinling, are you serious?"

Zhao Xinling said irritatedly, "Of course, I am..."

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