32: C32 Not Even a Security Guard

C32 Not Even a Security Guard

He clearly treated Yue Feng as someone who wasn't up to standard. As a security guard of the Hibiscus Villa, Mo Zifeng had a natural sense of superiority.

And because Shen Yihan had left Chu City for three years, he naturally felt that Shen Yihan was unfamiliar with him, hence, he did not treat her as a VIP.

Yue Feng narrowed his eyes, only to see a familiar figure appearing in the distance.

"Yue Feng, why are you here?"

It was Wu Xue.

Beside her was the man in the blue suit.

As the two of them approached, they saw Yue Feng being blocked outside the door.

"Ceng Kai, help him."

Wu Xue sighed and said to the man in the blue suit.

That man, also known as Zeng Kai, frowned.

He was about to say something …

"No need," Yue Feng waved his hand, "For a party of this level, it's fine if you don't attend."

"You!"

Wu Xue wanted to reprimand him, but then she sighed.

Maybe this was what it meant to be proud, she thought.

Hearing this, Zeng Kai chuckled and said: "Mr. Yue's taste is indeed not something we can compare to. It's best if we don't cause trouble for Mr. Yue."

Finished speaking, without even looking at Yue Feng, he took out two invitation letters and passed them to the security guard at the door.

"The two of you, please come in."

the security guard said, bowing slightly.

When she entered, Wu Xue glanced at Yue Feng, but she didn't see him looking at her.

Sigh, forget it, staying here would only hurt his pride, letting him know the difficulties to retreat.

Wu Xue turned her head and sighed a little.

Although that lady does not look like an ordinary person, she is her. You are you.

As a pretty boy, he had to be aware that he would be kicked away at any moment.

After the two of them left, the security guard turned around and looked at Yue Feng with a less friendly expression.

"Tell Mo Zifeng, I can't afford to pay for his reception."

Shen Yihan said coldly.

The two of them were blocked outside the door, and Yue Feng was mocked. This made Shen Yi Han feel indignant in her heart.

After which, she took Yue Feng's arm and turned, preparing to leave.

"Yihan, what's wrong?"

At this time, a voice came from inside the door.1

Hearing this, the two of them stopped and turned around.

He looked up and saw Mo Zifeng walking out of the villa with a smile.

When he walked closer, he saw that Shen Yi Han was holding onto Yue Feng, the smile on her face dimmed even further.

"This is the president of the Nine Prefectures, my esteemed guest."

Mo Zifeng spoke to the man in the suit, but he didn't look at him.

"Yes, yes …"

The suited man's expression changed as he hastily bent down.

"You two, I am truly sorry. My eyesight is lacking, and I was unable to recognize you two, I am truly sorry. "

As expected of a member of the Mo Clan, his attitude immediately changed. His face turned red and he felt hot.

While the suited man was still worried about what kind of punishment he would be punished for, Mo Zifeng was already chatting with Shen Yihan with a smile on his face.

"Yihan, why don't you introduce us?"

Mo Zifeng looked towards Yue Feng, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes.

"Yue Feng, security guard for the Nine Prefectures."

Yue Feng also smiled and replied.

"Mr. Yue, you must be joking."

Mo Zifeng frowned, he couldn't believe that Yue Feng was just a security guard.

Shen Yihan's hand, she had never even touched it, and yet she was holding onto someone else?

In other words, he was not even comparable to a security guard?

Mo Zifeng's heart was burning with anger, but he didn't show it on his face.

Following which, he took out an invitation from the person beside him and wrote Yue Feng's name on it with two "shua" sounds.

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