Urban Villain: The Game of Wealth and Women

Chapter 265: CH: 265 Yu Shanshan sit on the hood



{Chapter: 265 Yu Shanshan sit on the hood}

Jiang Rou continued eating casually, her demeanor calm and composed.

Though she had chopsticks in her mouth, there was still an odd sense of discomfort lingering within her. Something felt off, even if she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Lin Yuan spent a bit of time accompanying Qiu Wanxi, speaking to her gently and offering some reassurance. Afterward, he gave Jiang Rou a few more instructions to look after Qiu Wanxi carefully during his absence.

Then, without much delay, he turned and left.

His first stop was home, where he swapped out his car for a more suitable vehicle—a luxurious Rolls Royce Phantom that could seat four passengers comfortably.

He had a good reason for doing so.

In addition to Chi Qian, Yu Shanshan would also be joining him today. His sleek Lamborghini, while eye-catching, only had two seats.

And honestly, if he had taken the Lamborghini, Yu Shanshan would have had no choice but to sit on the hood.

That image made him smile briefly.

Once he switched vehicles, Lin Yuan drove directly to the WuShi Fighting Club.

Upon arriving, he casually swiped his membership card at the entrance scanner.

But as he looked up at the membership monitor, a small frown appeared on his face.

The display showed that he had just over 300 days remaining on his membership.

That couldn't be right.

He clearly remembered that the last time he visited—when he won the shooting competition—the promised reward for his exceptional performance was a three-year extension on his membership.

Hadn't he taken first place?

Feeling something was amiss, Lin Yuan glanced toward the young man working the front desk.

The young man returned the look, somewhat curious, but didn't say anything.

Lin Yuan didn't recognize this worker. He must be a new hire. The person who managed the front desk during Lin Yuan's previous visit was someone else, a beautiful female.

Likewise, the young man clearly didn't recognize Lin Yuan either.

He merely thought Lin Yuan looked unusually handsome, but because of his personal discomfort around men he perceived as attractive, he chose not to engage further or speak up.

Just then, the club's floor manager, standing nearby, noticed Lin Yuan and immediately reacted.

After freezing for a brief moment in surprise, the manager hurried over, waved the front desk clerk aside, and greeted Lin Yuan with an enthusiastic smile.

"Young Master Lin! What a pleasant surprise. I haven't seen you in several days, and you look even more refined than before! Is there anything I can assist you with today?"

Lin Yuan recognized the man—it was the same manager he had encountered last time.

As expected, this club manager was sharp and perceptive, someone who understood how to read people with a single glance.

Before Lin Yuan could even speak, the manager seemed to grasp the issue just by the look in his eyes. Lin Yuan held up his diamond-tier membership card, his expression unreadable.

The manager suddenly slapped his forehead as if realizing something important.

"Oh! That's right! Last time, you were in such a hurry that I completely forgot to give you the extension card for your membership. That day, during the shooting competition, the whole club was buzzing. You shattered every record—not just for our club, but all of Jiangbei City!"

"I was so caught up in the excitement and amazed by your skills that I completely forgot to hand over your reward. Young Master Lin, please allow me to correct my mistake."

He bowed slightly, speaking with utmost sincerity.

"Even though someone of your stature hardly needs it, as an apology and a gesture of goodwill, I'd like to personally extend your membership by five full years."

Lin Yuan didn't respond verbally but didn't object either.

Taking that as a silent approval like every very rich man in the club, the club manager respectfully took Lin Yuan's card and went to make the adjustment, quickly upgrading his membership duration.

The young man at the front desk stood frozen, awkward and uncertain.

Lin Yuan didn't spare him a second glance.

Compared to the capable and tactful manager, this young man was completely lacking in awareness. Even if he didn't recognize Lin Yuan, he should have at least made an effort to engage or ask questions.

The manager had been busy, and yet still managed to recognize Lin Yuan instantly and correct the issue without needing to be told.

Meanwhile, the clueless clerk just stood there.

The manager, still smiling on the surface, glanced toward the young man as Lin Yuan walked away. But in his mind, he had already made a decision—he would deal with the boy later that afternoon and relieve him of his duties.

Lin Yuan, of course, paid no mind to such trivial matters.

With calm confidence, he stepped deeper into the interior of the fighting club.

As expected, the club was buzzing with energy.

Even at this time of day, the large training area was filled with people—some sparring, others lifting weights or practicing martial arts techniques. The popularity of WuShi Fighting Club was evident in every corner of the facility.

The air was thick with the scent of rose, to mask the scent of rose, determination, and adrenaline.

The popularity of the WuShi Fighting Club was no mystery.

Its state-of-the-art facilities, combined with the skill and charisma of its sharp-eyed club manager, made it a hot destination for fitness enthusiasts and martial arts fans alike. Every detail of the venue was meticulously maintained—from the polished training equipment to the modern shooting ranges and clean sparring arenas.

As Lin Yuan stepped into the club, he immediately sensed that Chi Qian hadn't arrived yet.

He didn't need to look at a clock or ask anyone—he just knew. Chi Qian had an aura that could dominate a room the moment she entered. With her looks and presence, she would have drawn everyone's attention in seconds. Since there was no such reaction, it was safe to assume she hadn't arrived yet.

Currently, Lin Yuan himself was the center of attention.

Dozens of eyes followed his every movement—especially those of the women present. Their gazes trailed after him like invisible threads of curiosity and admiration. He had a composed expression, a straight posture, and a confident stride that left a lasting impression.

Even among the sweaty grunts and heavy punching bags of the club, Lin Yuan stood out like a star amidst the mundane.

Yet, for every woman enchanted, there were also men watching with furrowed brows and guarded expressions. The unspoken tension of same-sex competitiveness was palpable. Some men regarded Lin Yuan with quiet wariness, others with veiled jealousy.

But Lin Yuan didn't care. Their stares, their silent judgments—they meant nothing to him.

Without breaking stride, he made his way toward the shooting platform.

He casually picked up a pistol and began to fire at the targets, placing his shots with precise timing and unshakable accuracy. He wasn't showing off—this was merely a warm-up for him.

Just as he finished his third round, a female staff member who had been watching him with glowing eyes stepped forward, her face lighting up with recognition and excitement.

It was Xiao Huan—a member of the club staff and, coincidentally, the same woman who had served as the referee during his last competition.

She hadn't forgotten him.

How could she?

Back then, Lin Yuan hadn't just won the contest—he'd shattered the club's record, setting a new benchmark across the entire city of Jiangbei. But it wasn't just his shooting skills that left an impression. His elegant poise, calm demeanor, and astonishing looks had etched themselves into her memory.

From that day on, he had occasionally appeared in her dreams.

And now, with the peerless beauty Chi Qian nowhere in sight, she felt this might just be her opportunity.

With a bright, practiced smile, Xiao Huan approached him and said sweetly, "Mr. Lin, welcome back. I'm Xiao Huan from the staff team. Are you practicing today? Would you like me to assemble the magazine for you?"

Lin Yuan glanced over at her.

She was quite pretty, her features delicate and charming—perhaps a 70 or 78 on a hundred-point scale. For most men, her beauty would've been irresistible. But Lin Yuan was already used to being surrounded by beautiful women. Compared to the likes of Chi Qian, Qiu Wanxi, and others in his life, the allure of someone like Xiao Huan was virtually nonexistent.

Still, she had approached with respect and sincerity.

With a small, polite smile on his lips, he nodded and said simply, "Alright."

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