One asked, “By the way, you still haven’t told us what’s going on with you? You told Yueyue about your situation—how did she react? Judging by your dejected look, I’m guessing she didn’t give you a very warm welcome. Did you get beaten up, or maybe scolded?”

Another chimed in, “Oh, right—what did you want to see me about? Damn it, I’m about to head back to Ning City, and you just had to stop me!”

The two spoke in unison.

In the end, Gang Zi relented and waved his hand at Jiang Feng, saying, “You go first. Once you’re done, then I’ll talk.”

Jiang Feng lay back down on the grass, covering his face with both hands, his voice so low it was almost inaudible. “Yue’er didn’t beat me, and she didn’t yell at me either.”

“So then why do you look like you’ve just lost your father?” someone asked.

“Yue’er… she didn’t say a thing. Not even a second of shock. She just turned around and told me she was busy, hung up without another word, and then cut me off completely,” Jiang Feng said dejectedly.

Even now, his heart felt empty and adrift, utterly at a loss.

This time, Gang Zi surprisingly didn’t argue. He reached out and patted Jiang Feng on the shoulder, his tone laced with three parts sympathy and seven parts teasing.

“So that’s how it is! No wonder! But knowing Yue’er as well as I do, the situation right now seems far worse than just beating you up or yelling at you! You deserve it—don’t blame anyone else. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being such an idiot in the first place!”

Jiang Feng remained silent.

He muttered to himself, “Well, isn’t it true that I brought this on myself? Back then I treated her like that, and now I’m all about ‘love’ and ‘affection.’ Any normal person would be furious. Especially when it’s Ming Yue!”

But what could he do?

At the time, all he could think about was revenge—revenge, and how to vent the anger boiling inside him.

He never imagined that one day he’d actually fall for Ming Yue, let alone love her this much!

Overthinking is unintentional.

Overthinking is also unintentional.

Resigned, Jiang Feng let out a long sigh and forced himself to put the matter aside—for now. After all, Ming Yue hadn’t yet openly broken up with him, had she?

No matter what she’s thinking, as long as she hasn’t said those words, there’s still a chance.

As long as there’s a chance, there’s still hope.

Jiang Feng encouraged himself in this way, then turned slightly to Gang Zi and said, “Forget about me—let’s just say I brought this on myself. From now on, my only goal is to make amends, to do everything I can to win Ming Yue’s forgiveness. Now tell me—what exactly did you come here for? You traveled all this way just to see me? Come on, I’m a normal man. If you really are, please just get lost while you still can.”

“I wouldn’t touch someone like you anyway. My woman is way more refined than you,” Gang Zi shot back, rolling his eyes before looking off into the distance—the direction of An Cheng’s main city—and kicking Jiang Feng’s leg. “Kid, let me tell you something.”

With that, he pulled out the video he’d filmed last night and played it for Jiang Feng.

When it was over, he said to Jiang Feng, “That woman must’ve been terrified—her face was all purple when she came out of the surveillance room. I just don’t know how badly she’s shaken. You’re full of tricks; do you have any nastier ways to make her suffer? I sure don’t want to see her live another day in peace. She hurt my Young Master back then, so if she has to endure a little bit of torment now, that’ll make me happy.”

Then, recalling something else, Gang Zi added, “Also, even though I had someone clean up the video so no clues would show up, I know Yue’er’s skills. Plus, since this woman has suddenly gone half-crazy for no apparent reason, Yue’er should figure something out pretty soon. And when she does…”

End of Chapter 215: Counterattack 142