Chapter 75: You Only Live Once!

“A banquet for the elite?”

Lin Feng paused, a thought flashing through his mind. Could it be that she wants...

“As long as you’re willing to accompany me, I’ll let you go,” Chu Lingshuang’s voice sounded again, her enigmatic gaze sweeping over him.

Lin Feng considered for a moment, then lifted his eyes. “Miss Chu, you aren’t planning to have me attend as your escort, are you?”

If that were the case, wouldn’t everyone know about his connection to Chu Lingshuang? Once the news spread like wildfire, it wouldn’t be as simple as leaving when he wished.

To his surprise, Lin Feng wasn’t as naive as she’d expected and had already thought of this. Chu Lingshuang’s lips curled. “Relax, you’ll only need to attend as my bodyguard.”

Her ambiguous words carried a hidden meaning.

But the intention was clear enough. Lin Feng breathed out in relief and nodded. “Alright, I’ll agree, but I hope you’ll keep your word and let me go once it’s over, Miss Chu.”

“Naturally,” Chu Lingshuang replied, nodding slightly. She watched Lin Feng leave the villa, her smile growing wider.

She had indeed promised to let him go—but she never said she’d let his sister off!

She crossed her right leg over her left, stretching out comfortably, savoring the rare pleasure she wasn’t ready to give up so easily. How could she let him leave just like that?

Chu Lingshuang arched her brows and called out coolly, “Xueyan!”

Yu Xueyan, who had been working in Chu Lingshuang’s study, darted out immediately. “Miss, do you have any instructions?”

“Have Tianhan adjust Xia Qingqing’s position at the company. And—” She paused, as if recalling something, and added, “Find her an apartment near the office.”

Yu Xueyan was momentarily stunned, surprised as she looked at her mistress, but Chu Lingshuang wore a look that said ‘you know what I mean.’

Heavens, this was a big move: a promotion and a new apartment. Xia Qingqing was truly in luck!

She quickly replied, “Yes, Miss, I’ll see to it right away.”

Once Yu Xueyan had left, Chu Lingshuang finally rose and made her way to the bathroom. The guest room’s bathroom still held traces of Lin Feng’s scent.

She narrowed her eyes, memories of last night’s tenderness flickering through her mind.

Ah! What an exceptional experience it had been!

She gazed at her reflection in the mirror, a lingering smile playing on her lips...

...

Leaving the villa, Lin Feng was drenched in sweat. He walked along the road for nearly fifteen minutes before reaching the highway, where he waited several more minutes to hail a cab.

“Where to, young man?” The driver asked as soon as Lin Feng got in.

Lin Feng snapped back to reality. Right—where was he headed?

He’d already given up his rented apartment, had planned to stay longer at the factory with room and board, but now he’d left...

After what he’d said to Chu Lingshuang, he certainly couldn’t go to Xia Qingqing’s place.

He checked his phone balance—sixty-three thousand remained.

He thought for a moment, then told the driver, “Take me to the Hill Hotel.”

It didn’t matter if he spent a day or two there; he might as well treat himself to a deluxe room and make up for the torment he’d endured these past days.

After all, one only lives once.

“Alright!” The driver responded cheerily, stepping on the gas, and the car shot forward like an arrow from a bow.

Less than half an hour later, Lin Feng paid and got out at the entrance of the Hill Hotel.

He registered and paid at the front desk, then took his room card upstairs.

His attention remained fixed on his phone; he didn’t notice the elevator door opening or the people stepping out.

“Lin... Lin Feng?!”

Fang Ziyue called out in surprise, then quickly covered her mouth.

“Yueyue, what’s wrong?” The man exiting the elevator after her smiled, wrapping his arm around Fang Ziyue’s shoulder and following her gaze curiously.

By then, the elevator door had closed and the man saw nothing.

“Nothing, nothing!” Fang Ziyue shook her head hastily, her face pale as she clung to the man’s sleeve. “Yu, let’s go eat. I’m so hungry...”

“Sure, order whatever you like! I’ll pay today!” Sun Xiaoyu replied with a generous wave, smiling as he led Fang Ziyue away.

But Fang Ziyue’s face remained pale. She kept her head down, sneaking glances at the closed elevator doors.

She hadn’t expected Lin Feng to show up here!

The last incident had shaken her badly. Though her mother’s comfort had helped her accept the reality—being a mistress wasn’t important, as long as she got the money.

But Lin Feng had changed jobs, and she couldn’t reach him despite repeated calls. With her living expenses cut off, she had no choice but to turn to Sun Xiaoyu.

It was then that she learned Sun Xiaoyu would represent the Sun family at an elite banquet the day after tomorrow, and he was still in need of a female companion.

That was why she agreed to come to the hotel with Sun Xiaoyu.

This banquet was her chance to change her fate!

If she managed to attract a wealthy patron, her family could squeeze into high society—and maybe Lin Feng would come begging her for mercy.

She’d felt she was humble enough to Lin Feng these past days, yet all she got in return was his cold ridicule. She couldn’t let go of the resentment.

Clearly, she was the one destined to stand center stage—why should Lin Feng repeatedly humiliate her?

Fang Ziyue clenched her fists, holding tightly to Sun Xiaoyu’s arm, her lips curling into a sweet smile. “Yu, I heard there’s a banquet coming up...”

She chatted idly, her meaning unmistakable.

Sun Xiaoyu’s eyes flashed with understanding. “You want to go with me, don’t you?”

Fang Ziyue brightened, nodding eagerly. “Yeah! Yu, you still need a date for the banquet, right? I’ll dress up nicely—I promise I won’t embarrass you!”

She smiled, feigning innocence. Her large eyes sparkled.

Her pure looks and pitiful demeanor made Sun Xiaoyu’s heart race.

He pulled Fang Ziyue close, grinning wickedly. “That depends—let’s see if you can satisfy me tonight...”

Fang Ziyue’s cheeks reddened as she gently slapped his arm, pouting, “Yu, you’re so naughty...”

“If I wasn’t, how could you love me?!”

With Fang Ziyue in his arms, Sun Xiaoyu was bursting with joy, his mind conjuring vivid scenes straight out of a movie...

Meanwhile, Lin Feng, comfortably holed up in his hotel room, ordered delivery and enjoyed a refreshing shower.

He was scrolling through short videos while waiting for his food, when suddenly a pop-up appeared at the top of his phone.

At the same time, Chu Lingshuang held a gilded invitation in her hand, her eyes dark, lips curling into a cold smile...