Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

As Chu Feifei's anger flared, everyone in the restaurant looked over here, whispering and pointing.

The restaurant owner noticed something was wrong and immediately walked over with a smiling face, "Please, don't argue in our shop. If you have something to sort out, can you do it outside?"

"Huff, huff!" Chu Feifei's breath fluctuated violently in anger as she glared at Zhou Zikun and his companions, "Don't underestimate someone just because they're a security guard. Jiang Feng is a thousand times better than any of you. What are you even worth, making a fool of yourselves in front of me!"

Her temper was flaring, and she was fierce enough to leave Zhou Zikun and his cronies furious, but they dared not retort.

"Jiang Feng, let's change places, no point eating in this crappy place where certain people are an eyesore!" Chu Feifei said angrily to Jiang Feng.

"Forget it, Fei'er, you all should stay and eat here, we're leaving!" Zhou Zikun suddenly spoke, worthy of being a Young Master of the Zhou Family, he was more shrewd than the likes of Jian Yu and Kang Hui.

Despite this humiliation, he chose to endure for now and sinisterly smiled at Jiang Feng, "Jiang Feng, right? I must admire your courage, not many dare talk to me like that in Binhai, you're one of them!"

"However, I hope people have self-awareness. Some women are out of your reach, don't be too ambitious."

After speaking, Zhou Zikun turned and left.

"Zhou Zikun, what do you mean!" Chu Feifei was furious, pointing at Zhou Zikun and questioning.

But Zhou Zikun didn't turn back or speak, just left briskly with his group.

Before leaving, those followers glared at Jiang Feng, their eyes full of malice and threat.

"Such a bummer, a meal spoiled by these people!"

Chu Feifei sat down angrily, looking at Jiang Feng, feeling somewhat awkward, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't expect this, they really went too far!"

"It's okay, eat well. My mood hasn't been affected, and I hope yours isn't either." Jiang Feng smiled calmly.

"Really?" Chu Feifei asked cautiously. She truly cared about Jiang Feng's feelings, which is why she got so upset when Zhou Zikun mentioned Jiang Feng, even if she didn't care when it was about her.

"Yes." Jiang Feng nodded.

"Wow, I find you really impressive!" Seeing that Jiang Feng wasn't angry, Chu Feifei relaxed and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "If ordinary people heard Zhou Zikun's status, they would've been scared stiff, but you stayed calm. You're the most courageous man I've ever seen!"

Zhou Family... are they that powerful?

Jiang Feng pondered this question.

A while ago, one of Zhou Zikun's cronies said something quite right—bugs crawling on the ground will never know the gracefulness of the mighty dragon soaring the nine heavens!

But, who is the bug, and who is the dragon?

Soon, the dishes Chu Feifei ordered were served. Being the big-hearted girl she was, she quickly forgot the unpleasantness and happily started eating.

...

Outside the restaurant.

"Young Master Kun, are we just going to let it go like this? Allowing that lowly security guard to walk all over us?" one follower asked Zhou Zikun.

"That security guard has a death wish to disrespect you, Young Master Kun, and even dares to criticize your father, Chairman Zhou?" another complained indignantly.

"Of course, it's not over, but when a dog barks at me, I can't rip its mouth apart in front of everyone, right? Who am I, and who is he? Does he deserve my rage?" Zhou Zikun said disdainfully.

"That's right! That lowly security guard was just showboating in front of Chu Feifei, but now he's probably regretting it deeply, trembling with fear!"

"When someone puts on too much of an act, once it's exposed, they will meet a tragic end!" the followers grumbled and cursed angrily.

"Enough, stop talking." Zhou Zikun said coldly, "Let's go eat."

He had various ways to deal with Jiang Feng, no need to rush.

As for Chu Feifei, since she was willing to side with a security guard against him, she couldn't blame him for turning ruthless. To Zhou Zikun, Chu Feifei increasingly seemed like a slut.

...

After lunch, Chu Feifei contently followed Jiang Feng out of the Szechuan restaurant, patting her perfectly flat stomach, "I'm so full—Uncle, what's the plan for the afternoon?"

"Aren't you going back for military training?" Jiang Feng frowned and asked.

"I already got the leave, I want to watch a movie!" Chu Feifei said deliberately, sneaking a glance at Jiang Feng. Consider this a blatant hint?

"No!" Jiang Feng firmly refused.

"Then let's go to KTV? Uncle, haven't you heard me sing? I'll sing for you!" Chu Feifei suggested enthusiastically again.

"No!" Jiang Feng said expressionlessly, "You go back to school obediently, don't think about going anywhere else!"

Chu Feifei instantly pouted, looking all aggrieved and on the verge of tears.

"Don't act pitiful, it won't work." Jiang Feng said indifferently.

"What am I supposed to do going back now, it's still early. If I go back, I'll disturb Qingcheng and Shiyan's nap!" Chu Feifei protested loudly.

Jiang Feng frowned, thinking she was right. At this hour the school would be on lunch break, and she wouldn't be able to enter the dormitory. So he asked, "What time is your military training in the afternoon?"

"Two thirty. If I return at two and change, I'll be on time!" Chu Feifei said with her hands on her hips, her lips pouting.

"Alright, you come back to the security room with me to rest for a bit. I have a bed there, I'll wake you at two, then take you back to school," Jiang Feng suggested without arguing.

Hearing this, Chu Feifei felt slightly relieved and smiled through her tears, "That's more like it!"

Jiang Feng brought Chu Feifei back to the company, noticing Bai Zhiqing's Audi on the way. She didn't go out for lunch? But Jiang Feng didn't stop, directly bringing Chu Feifei to the security room.

"The conditions here are a bit shabby, definitely not as comfortable as your bed, just make do," Jiang Feng gestured to the small bed he usually slept on.

"Hehe, it's alright." Chu Feifei usually had high standards for sleep, not to mention someone else's bed—she sometimes couldn't sleep well even when switching beds at her own home.

But facing the bed Jiang Feng had slept on, she felt no resistance or aversion, on the contrary, she was very thrilled, with a strong desire to sleep in the place Jiang Feng had.

"Uncle, I've taken over your bed, what about you? How will you rest?" Chu Feifei asked, sitting on the bed, her long legs dangling charmingly, looking at Jiang Feng.

"You sleep, whether I sleep or not doesn't matter," Jiang Feng said.

"Oh, then I won't be polite!"

After speaking, Chu Feifei joyfully lay down.

She lay on her side on the bed, her small hands folded under her cheek, looking quietly at Jiang Feng as she drifted to sleep, "Uncle, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon." Jiang Feng took out his phone and set the alarm.

Chu Feifei closed her eyes, suddenly thinking how wonderful it would be if she could nap like this every day.