Chapter 41: Using an Egg to Crack Open a Rock

  Meng Jun's heart skipped a beat as soon as she heard the familiar voice, although it had been a whole week since she last saw Du Mingfeng. She could always accurately and quickly identify his voice. But at this moment, he was the last person she wanted to see.

  She suddenly turned her head and saw Du Mingfeng's pale face, covered with exhaustion and fatigue. This made her heart ache suddenly, but this was not the most painful thing for her. The most painful thing was the disappointment and helplessness in his eyes, as well as the hidden self-abasement. What a man fears most is losing confidence, and what she fears most is seeing such eyes, which seem to announce their unfortunate ending.

  "Brother Mingfeng, you're here!" Mengjun exclaimed happily and immediately ran to Du Mingfeng's side, warmly holding his arm. She wouldn't easily admit defeat, although she knew the disparity in their status. She wanted to rekindle Du Mingfeng's confidence with her own enthusiasm and encouragement, letting this confidence gradually ignite into a raging fire that would thoroughly destroy all of the sinister plots of this despicable man.

  "Meng Jun, I've been busy these past few days, so I didn't have much time to see you, don't mind! The things I asked Xin Ran to give you, did you receive them?" Du Mingfeng clearly felt the overbearing aura emanating from Mu Xingchen's body, that aura quickly formed a magnetic field, its power pressing down on his heart, causing a feeling of fear to rapidly spread throughout his body.

  But Meng Jun's soft voice and encouraging eyes reignited the hope in his heart, for the woman he loved, for the woman he had loved for seven whole years, for the woman he had determined to marry since he was 16, how could he give up so easily?

  "Brother Mingfeng, Xiran had already handed it over to me a long time ago, and I've taken good care of it. Why do you have to work so hard? My dad's condition has improved a lot now, and we don't need a large sum of money for the time being, so you don't have to work so hard!" Mengjun turned her back on him, blocking Mu Xingchen's line of sight, and devoted herself to flattering Du Mingfeng. In her heart, she was thinking: "I'm going to make you angry to death, you sinister man! I'll make your nose bleed with rage, and make you search for your teeth all over the floor!"

  It turned out that our Dream King's move was indeed successful. The anger ignited in Mu Xingchen's body was enough to erupt a volcano. He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging high, like a small dragon about to take off, the sound of "chi chi" announcing that his anger was about to be unstoppable.

  Mu Xingchen gazed at the slender figure of Zhuo Mengjun, whose gentle voice kept echoing in his ears. Everything he had yearned for was right before him, yet it was all directed at Du Mingfeng, a man inferior to him in every way. The usually haughty and cold Zhuo Mengjun was now displaying such sweetness towards this insignificant man. How could he endure this? What was tolerable and what was not?!

  "Let's go, Meng Jun!" Du Mingfeng still couldn't help but sneak a glance at the back of Meng Jun's head, where more and more evil energy was emerging, enough to become his most lethal weapon. In comparison, his own power was vastly inferior to that of Mu Xingchen, like heaven and earth, egg and stone.

  "Alright, let's go! I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat and come back later to see Dad. I think Dad will probably have to stay in the ICU overnight." Meng Jun remained with his back to Mu Xingchen and didn't know what kind of state that sinister man was in. But from Du Mingfeng's flickering and timid eyes, he could guess a thing or two about him.

  The cowardice and retreat of the person in her heart made her feel a little disappointed. In fact, she was so eager for Mingfeng to bravely declare war on this black-bellied man and have a beautiful and just emotional battle, thereby driving away this evil black-bellied man in a legitimate way. However, it's likely that this wish of hers will never come true.

  "Starving? This damn woman, she's saying she's starving?! Just now that table full of delicacies and fine food, she didn't eat this, didn't taste that, and now she's telling her so-called male friend that she's starving!" Mu Xingchen bit down hard on his lower lip, his white teeth clearly leaving deep impressions on his red, plump lips. If he bit any harder, blood would surely seep out.

  Mu Xingchen was making his final control, he mobilized all his patience, desperately controlling himself not to pounce over like a fierce tiger going down the mountain. His only concern was Meng Jun's enjoyment. He really didn't want to take her away by force, nor did he want her to think that he was taking advantage of his power. But, his woman had just walked away, arm in arm with the man he despised the most, walking away with her head held high.