Chapter 141: Because I Am Fu Ziqing's Man

Chapter 141: Because I Am Fu Ziqing's Man

A real clash was finally about to break out!

Many guests were holding the attitude of watching a good show, and upon seeing this, they immediately grew excited.

Chu Fei turned around, looked at Lin Cong, and frowned, "Who are you?"

"I am Lin Cong, Lin Cong of the Lin family." Lin Cong's eyes were practically spitting fire as he said in a deep voice, perfectly playing the role of a rival lover pushed to the absolute limit of anger.

"You're Lin Cong?" A trace of amusement flickered in Chu Fei's eyes, and the corners of his mouth quickly curled up.

"That's right, I am Lin Cong."

Lin Cong's expression had already calmed down by now, though his face was still suffused with rage as he angrily retorted, "You made such a scene at Elder Fu's birthday banquet. Is there any respect for Elder Fu in your heart? Exactly what is it that you want?"

"So you also know this is Elder Fu's birthday banquet?" Chu Fei laughed, profound and detached, and said calmly, "Of course I know this is Elder Fu's birthday banquet, but what on earth are you? Are you a member of the Fu family? What qualification do you have to question me?"

"I—"

"What qualification does a little punk from the Lin family have to represent the Fu family? Who gave you that qualification?" Chu Fei suddenly sneered, his eyes filled with disdain as he cut off Lin Cong's words, "You keep dragging the Fu family into every sentence you utter, as if you're afraid others wouldn't know. What on earth is your hidden agenda? Huh?"

"Heh—" Lin Cong looked coldly at Chu Fei without making a sound.

Yet at this moment, the gazes cast upon Lin Cong by many people around them turned somewhat peculiar. Indeed, you are merely a member of the Lin family, yet every time you open your mouth, it's the Fu family this and the Fu family that. What qualification do you have to speak like this? Aren't you deliberately stoking the flames?

Previously, quite a few people felt that Lin Cong was being very manly, thinking that doing whatever it took for a woman was something not just anyone could pull off. Although it looked impulsive, at times it was the best way to display a man's dominance and could instead arouse people's awe.

However, more than half of them had changed their minds by now, feeling that Lin Cong had ulterior motives.

Lin Cong's heart sank instantly. He indeed had the intention to stoke the flames, but it should never have been so obvious. He had originally prepared a long speech, only for Chu Fei to interrupt and deny him any opportunity to continue speaking—taking things completely out of context, that was the exact situation he had fallen into.

Yet he had no way to explain himself, because those few sentences had indeed been spoken by him, and everyone had heard them.

His pride also forbade him from offering too many explanations, as that would only make people think he was feeling guilty.

"What? Did I hit a raw nerve, leaving you with nothing to say?" Chu Fei sneered again.

Everyone's gaze landed on Lin Cong. At this moment, people shared the exact same thought as Chu Fei: this silence from Lin Cong was proof that Chu Fei had exposed his flaw, leaving him speechless and unable to refute.

"How ridiculous! Do you really think a few clever arguments can twist the facts?" Lin Cong suddenly laughed. He looked coldly at Chu Fei while sweeping his gaze across the surrounding guests. "No matter how silver-tongued you are, it cannot change the fact that you ruined Elder Fu's birthday banquet."

Pausing slightly, Lin Cong continued, "In my heart, Elder Fu is just like my own grandfather. What is wrong with me speaking up for Elder Fu? Does it necessarily have to be some kind of ulterior scheme? With my status and standing as Lin Cong, I scorn such petty tactics. As for you, what is your purpose in laboring so hard to drive a wedge between me and the Fu family?"

Lin Cong's voice was very deep and carried a strong sense of persuasion.

Especially the last sentence, which made many who had previously thought him despicable change their minds, feeling that they had wronged Lin Cong. That's right, with Young Master Lin's status and standing in Donghai, there was simply no need to resort to such tactics.

Yet, quite a few people were still looking at Lin Cong with complex expressions.

"Is that so?"

Chu Fei sneered, then suddenly turned to look at Elder Fu, who sat in the center of the room like a spectator watching a good show, and asked with a smile, "Elder Fu, I'd like to ask: can this Lin Cong really represent the Fu family?"

Elder Fu furrowed his brows instantly, remaining silent.

Lin Cong's earlier words had already aroused his dissatisfaction. No matter how Lin Cong tried to explain, it was useless; in Elder Fu's heart, those words were nothing but sophistry.

Different statuses and standings led to different horizons and ways of thinking. What Elder Fu looked at was only the root of the matter.

Seeing Chu Fei's question, Lin Cong's eyes shrank slightly. Not only him, but Elder Lin—who sat behind him, maintaining silence the whole time—also narrowed his eyes slightly, casting a complex look at Chu Fei.

This question was ruthless enough.

One sentence straight to the point.

Aren't you going to explain? Fine, then I'll ask Elder Fu directly to see if he can accept your rhetoric.

This remark was a vicious stroke, pulling the rug right out from under them.

Meanwhile, the many guests whose minds had just been swayed by Lin Cong's previous words instantly cleared their heads. They turned their gazes simultaneously to Elder Fu to see what his answer would be: did Elder Fu acknowledge Lin Cong's status or not?

Little did they know that Elder Fu, who was being watched by everyone at this moment, was cursing inwardly in his heart. It was already bad enough being pressured by the Lin family earlier, but now Chu Fei's single sentence had pushed him right onto the frying pan. At this moment, he truly wished he could march over and bite this smiling young man to death. Of course, he could not acknowledge Lin Cong's rhetoric; if he did, what would become of the Fu family? Anyone with discerning eyes could see the trend of today's events. If a mere Lin Cong could represent the Fu family, what face would the Fu family have left in the Donghai region in the future?

He definitely could not acknowledge it.

Yet, to deny it would be tantamount to completely slapping the Lin family across the face. The cooperation that had taken so much effort to build in recent years would instantly dissolve, and they might even turn straight into enemies who refused to cross paths.

Damn it, this was ruthless.

Elder Fu looked deeply at Chu Fei, staying silent for a long time, not daring to speak casually either. He was driven by Chu Fei's single sentence to the point where he did not even dare to open his mouth, as both acknowledgment and denial were outcomes he could not bear.

"Young man from the Chu family, have you made enough of a scene? If you've made enough, step down immediately and don't disrupt the progress of the birthday banquet."

At that very moment, a deep voice rang out. It was Elder Lin, who had remained silent for so long, finally speaking up. He gazed at Chu Fei with gloomy eyes, though the tone of his speech projected the posture of a superior getting angry, and even more so, the posture of an elder reprimanding a junior.

Little did he know that Elder Lin was also feeling quite helpless at the moment. The moment Lin Cong opened his mouth, he knew things had gone wrong, yet he hadn't stopped him. This was a clash between youths, and he had wanted to see how his grandson would handle it. He never expected that after just a few sentences, Chu Fei would drive him into a corner where he was left speechless. Elder Lin sighed inwardly upon seeing this, though he wasn't entirely surprised. Lin Cong's initial stance meant he shouldn't have spoken up; speaking now was equivalent to courting disaster by his own hand. He was even puzzled as to why his grandson had chosen to speak.

Especially at a time like this, when even Elder Fu was pinned down by Chu Fei's remark and dared not speak, Elder Lin had no choice but to step forward. He was afraid his grandson would grow too emotional and fall deeper into the opponent's trap.

That's right, it was a trap.

This young man named Chu Fei might look arrogant and boundlessly presumptuous, but every single word he uttered was like digging a trap, and they were interlinked in a ring, making it impossible to guard against. Just moments ago, Lin Cong—who was publicly recognized for his sharp intellect—had already fallen into linguistic traps twice.

This was by no means a good sign!

Therefore, Elder Lin had to step in. Furthermore, by addressing him as "young man from the Chu family," he directly assumed the posture and tone of an elder, intending to bring this confrontation to a close.

Moreover, speaking in such a tone and saying such things left no room for anyone to pick out flaws or imperfections.

However.

Elder Lin did not understand Chu Fei's personality and temperament. Chu Fei was naturally lawless and devoid of any reverence. The moment he decided to dare to come here, he had already prepared himself to lock horns with the Lin family. He didn't even care about the entire Fu family standing behind Fu Ziqing, let alone the already hostile Lin family.

Hearing Elder Lin's self-proclaimed elder tone at this moment, Chu Fei immediately sneered and looked right at him, "Elder Lin, your words aren't quite right, are they!"

"Oh?" Elder Lin furrowed his brow. He didn't expect Chu Fei to talk back; anyone with even a shred of reason would have shut up and retreated in the face of difficulty at this juncture. Little did he know that Chu Fei's mindset right now didn't fear escalating the matter at all.

"You people from the Lin family really are silver-tongued. Open and close your mouths to reprimand me for making a scene and disrupting the banquet, yet you fail to realize that the ones making the biggest fuss are none other than you people from the Lin family. Without your family's disruption, would Elder Fu's birthday banquet have evolved into this situation?" Chu Fei curled his lips as he looked at Elder Lin, continuing without waiting for him to reply, "The birthday banquet was proceeding perfectly fine. Who was the one who first interrupted the normal course of the banquet and broke the rules? Wasn't it your Lin family?"

"What do you mean?"

Elder Lin frowned, his gaze turning icy. Being publicly accused in this manner pushed his anger past the breaking point.

Chu Fei first swept a glance at the surrounding people, then looked at Elder Fu sitting silently in the center, before speaking up, "I mean nothing special. I simply feel that the shamelessness of your Lin family truly opens my eyes. Every time you open your mouth, you claim you have reason on your side. The ones who first interrupted the banquet's progress were you, and the ones making the biggest fuss were also you. If not for your Lin family, the birthday banquet would have long since proceeded normally... yet now, you open and close your mouths to point fingers at others, accusing them of making a fuss, when in reality, the ones causing the greatest uproar are yourselves. I truly don't understand, does a family as grand as the Lin family build its foundation purely on shamelessness?"

"You—" Elder Lin was so enraged that his face turned livid.

"What about me? Did I say something wrong? The ones making the greatest uproar at my Fu family's birthday banquet are you grandfather and grandson. Can you deny it?" Chu Fei sneered with extreme disdain, his demeanor entirely devoid of even a shred of reverence.

"You, you're going to be the death of me—"

Elder Lin's body listing to one side, he slumped into his chair, nearly fainting from anger. If not for someone beside him steadying him, he would have tumbled over just then. He was truly incensed to his core; for how many years had it been since anyone dared to point at his nose and call him shameless? It infuriated him to the point where his heart felt ready to explode.

"Chu Fei, don't push people too far!"

Lin Cong's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Chu Fei like a madman. Chu Fei's unmasked insults had not only stung Elder Lin; he, too, was being pushed to the brink of losing his sanity.

"Pushing people too far? The ones pushing people too far are you Lin family members! You're merely guests; we showed you respect by letting you in, yet here you are making a clamor and causing a disturbance at my Fu family's birthday banquet, endlessly dragging it out. Do you believe I can have people throw the lot of you out?" Chu Fei sneered aggressively, his posture instantly turning overbearingly arrogant.

"Ha!"

Lin Cong laughed out of sheer anger, gritting his teeth as he stared at Chu Fei, "You keep saying 'your Fu family' over and over. You criticized me for it earlier, but now I'd like to ask you: what qualification do you have to say such words? What qualification do you have to throw us out? What on earth are you?"

Not only Lin Cong, but everyone who heard these words turned their gazes toward Chu Fei, suddenly recalling that Chu Fei had uttered the four words "our Fu family" more than once.

A moment ago he was scolding the Lin family for being shameless and thick-skinned, yet now he was doing the exact same thing himself. Where was his thick skin?

Faced with Lin Cong's questioning, Chu Fei showed not the slightest trace of panic. Instead, he executed a move that left everyone dumbstruck.

With a single reach, he pulled Fu Ziqing firmly into his arms, lowered his head, and gently kissed her alluring lips. Then, raising his head, he looked with utter disdain at Lin Cong, who was likewise dumbstruck: "Just because I am Fu Ziqing's man. Do you have an objection?"

The entire hall fell into a pin-drop silence.

Lin Cong stood dumbfounded, staring fixedly at the boundlessly brazen Chu Fei, motionless as if petrified...

[The last line Chu Fei said—after writing it, it suddenly made me feel so satisfied. How about you guys?]