Urban Invincible Overlord

Sitting in the villa's living room was a middle-aged woman.

She must have been over fifty, but her skin was well-maintained, making her appear much younger.

With a dignified manner and graceful demeanor, she exuded the intellect and composed beauty of an Eastern woman, clearly portraying the wealthy matron of a distinguished family.

Ever since Yang Fei entered the living room, her gaze had focused on him, observing and scrutinizing carefully.

Yang Fei, with a calm expression, walked over and greeted her politely, "Aunt, hello. I am Yang Fei."

Duanmu Ling nodded slightly, smiled at Yang Fei, and pointing to the chair opposite her, said, "Don't be restrained, take a seat."

Yang Fei nodded and replied, "Alright, please wait a moment, I'll just put the groceries in the kitchen and then pour a cup of tea for both of you."

Duanmu Ling and Qin Zhen, seeing that he, despite his young age, was not at all cowed by their mother and son's presence, nor was he overly formal, but rather maintained an equal footing, as if he were the true master of the house, could not help but be secretly surprised.

Upon first laying eyes on Yang Fei, Duanmu Ling's initial impression had been quite poor.

After all, he was quite different from the son-in-law she had envisioned.

His looks were irreproachable, and he was quite young. However, his casual attire, carrying groceries like any ordinary family man, did not leave her with a good impression.

Compared to the other suitors of Qin Yanyang, this young man seemed too mediocre, too ordinary.

All the more so in her eyes, where a man with real capabilities, one destined for great accomplishments, would look down upon such tasks.

Gentlemen stay away from the kitchen.

Yang Fei's actions were quick; after setting down the groceries, he brought two cups of clear tea over to Duanmu Ling and Qin Zhen, and then sat down in the chair opposite Duanmu Ling, saying, "I wasn't sure what tea you both would prefer, but Yanyang and I both enjoy clear tea, so that's all we have at home."

His behavior brought to mind a phrase for both Duanmu Ling and Qin Zhen: 'The guest follows the host's lead.'

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In the depths of their hearts, this was Qin Yanyang's villa, their own territory, their home ground.

Yet this young man in front of them acted more like the host, making them feel as though they were merely guests.

Seeing the other party not speaking, Yang Fei didn't know how to start a conversation and thus just sat there.

However, he was feeling a little uneasy inside.

After all, it was his first time meeting his mother-in-law and Brother Qin; it would be untrue to say he wasn't nervous.

He was even secretly calculating how soon Qin Yanyang would be home.

"Ahem, Yang Fei, right? Where are you from?" Qin Zhen was the first to speak, breaking the awkward silence.

Yang Fei answered, "I'm from a small town in Xiangxi, a rather impoverished place."

Qin Zhen nodded, which was consistent with what he knew.

He looked at Yang Fei and said, "There are some things my mother might not want to say, but as the big brother, I can't neglect my sister's future and happiness, so, you understand, right?"

Yang Fei, of course, understood what he meant, but looked at him and shook his head, "I don't understand, could you please clarify?"

As the Madman King, he certainly wouldn't harbor any feelings of inferiority, but coming from a poor background, he naturally disliked those like Qin Zhen, who from their lofty positions, looked down on people like him with natural superiority and even contempt.

This is a conflict that has existed since ancient times in countries all over the world.

It is what is commonly referred to as—class!

Hearing Yang Fei's response and seeing his genuinely clueless expression, Qin Zhen was somewhat speechless.

He suspected the young man was feigning ignorance, but he had no evidence.

Therefore, Young Master Qin, who was only in favor of Zhang Qingyun becoming his brother-in-law, also became somewhat displeased and simply spoke up, "You're not worthy of my sister."

Duanmu Ling slightly furrowed her brows, as if finding her son's words too blunt, but ultimately she didn't say anything to stop him.

The purpose of this visit was to make the young man realize the difficulties and retreat.

Seeing Qin Zhen state his purpose, Yang Fei smiled, shook his head, and said, "That's not for you to decide."

Qin Zhen was startled by the reply, then solemnly said, "I am Yanyang's Brother Qin, and moreover, my father and my mother, they favor someone else even more. You come from humble beginnings and are just a doctor in a small clinic. Compared to him, you're too mediocre, too weak. Not to mention, the backgrounds of your families are worlds apart."

By the end, Qin Zhen's tone became somewhat gentler as he attempted to persuade Yang Fei, "I'm a man too, so of course I understand that this must be tough for you. But I feel it's necessary to tell you all this. The requirements to be Yanyang's husband, to be a son-in-law of the Qin Family, are quite high."

Yang Fei nodded, not denying it, but he was more concerned about another matter. He looked at Qin Zhen and said, "This other person you mentioned, is he the one approved by your family, who had proposed to Yanyang before?"

Qin Zhen nodded.

Yang Fei asked, "What's his name?"

Qin Zhen replied, "He is the genius of the Zhang Family, named Zhang...huh, no, that's not right. I'm trying to convince you to know when to give up, to voluntarily give up on being with my sister Yanyang, so why are you asking me about it?"

Yang Fei slightly frowned and muttered, "Surname Zhang, huh?"

On the day he was supposed to meet Yanyang for an arranged marriage, he noticed someone was secretly watching them.

At that time, he thought they were just watching Yanyang. Since he had just met her and didn't know her well, he didn't take it to heart.

But after Yanyang left, he became the victim of a car accident.

He didn't die in the accident, and then the Chen Family received orders to eliminate him.

Yang Fei guessed that the reason they wanted to kill him was because of his relationship with Yanyang.

And the most likely suspect was without a doubt the person Yanyang's parents had chosen, the one who had agreed to the marriage proposal, Yanyang's suitor.

"Can you tell me his name?" Yang Fei asked again.

Qin Zhen looked speechless, glancing at Yang Fei and said, "That's unnecessary. Compared to him, you're from two different worlds, and what good will knowing his name do for you? Besides, he's someone you absolutely cannot afford to offend. If you don't want to invite trouble, listen to my advice, immediately break off your relationship with Yanyang, and leave China, far, far away."

Yang Fei's gaze shifted to Duanmu Ling as he asked, "Auntie, do you feel the same way?"

Qin Zhen, seeing Yang Fei act as if he wasn't there, completely disregarding him, couldn't help but feel secretly irritated.

Duanmu Ling was also stunned by Yang Fei's direct question.

But she quickly regained her composure and nodded earnestly, "That's about right. I know this might hurt your pride, but I'm doing this for my daughter's sake, for the future of the Qin Family, and for your own good as well."

Yang Fei, though annoyed inside, still expressed understanding towards Duanmu Ling's thoughts.

As parents, there's no one who wouldn't want their daughter to live well.

In their eyes, he was too ordinary and not worthy of Yanyang, which is why they were trying to persuade him to leave.

"My self-respect isn't so fragile that it's easily hurt. But what you're doing could make Yanyang feel disrespected," Yang Fei said to Duanmu Ling.

Duanmu Ling frowned slightly, she knew her daughter well and had to admit Yang Fei was right.

The most difficult one to handle was indeed her own girl.

Yang Fei stood up and said, "Yanyang will be off work and back soon. If she says we're not suitable, I surely won't cling on. Auntie, Brother, you should have dinner at home, I'll go cook."

After speaking, he walked towards the kitchen.

Only then did Qin Zhen come back to his senses, quite upset, and said to his mother, "Mom, this... this guy acts just like he's the man of the house, as if you and I are outsiders, mere guests, right?"