Dongfang Qian's gaze lingered on Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin waving at her, a strange sight since they couldn't possibly have met before. How had this bastard managed to connect with the office's double flowers in just half a day? She'd need to keep a closer watch from now on.

She tried pulling her hand away but ended up slapping Xiu Rou across the face instead. This was meant to send a message - Feng was hers alone, and no one else should get any ideas. Though Feng remained oblivious to such feminine calculations.

The napkin wasn't decorative; it prevented food stains from ruining her clothes during meals. Reaching for Xiao Qin who'd been shielded by Feng all along, she found the girl instinctively hiding behind him now - men's backs always offered the safest refuge for women.

They rode in silence until the car pulled up at "White Paris". Sliding into the restaurant's awning, they stepped out into the rain.

Back in her soundproof office, Dongfang Qian heard nothing of the commotion outside. Feng was already immersed in his stock trading again.

Two hosts greeted them at the French restaurant entrance with practiced smiles. "Welcome to White Paris," one said, taking their umbrellas before gesturing for them to enter.

She couldn't admit her beloved man was mute - fewer people knew about it the better. If her suitors discovered this secret, they'd surely use it against Feng.

Spotting Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin at the security booth with their lunch break, she pulled over and asked if they planned to eat there too.

Only women understood such delicate calculations.

After Dongfang Qian stretched out of her chair three days later, she casually mentioned the Nan Mountain project. "Mr. Wang is joining me for this case," she said, glancing at Feng. "Would you accompany us?"

She rushed back to her office and let herself in.

Another man emerged from the shadows, pointing at Xiao Qin with a sneer. "So you won't give Big Wang his due? Let's go have lunch."

Feng stood under their shared umbrella, Dongfang Qian's arm entwined with his, her face radiant.

She'd always intended to meet them about the Nan Mountain trip. With such beautiful weather, dragging her subordinates through rain would be poor leadership.

Wang Lin, whose nickname was Big Wang, wasn't about to let this slide. After all, having one's underling beaten up felt just as bad as getting punched yourself - only with less physical pain.

Who wouldn't want such a business opportunity? Anyone who refused must truly be an idiot.

At the parking lot, couples watching them were equally envious and resentful.

Dongfang Qian drove back to work while Feng continued trading stocks in her office.

When several young men approached with their typical gangster swagger, glancing at three beautiful women...

Feng had no idea what she was doing, just assumed it was part of her work duties.

Xiu Rou glanced at Xiao Qin who nodded in agreement.

Dongfang Qian began studying the Nan Mountain development proposal.

Three more trades in an hour brought another 300,000 RMB into his account.

The two girls exchanged knowing smiles over their steak dinner as Dongfang Qian casually mentioned the Nan Mountain trip again. They agreed instantly without hesitation.

Sipping her coffee, she introduced Feng as "my new bodyguard and savior" with an added note - "he's currently in my apartment."

Most professional women exuded confidence, especially high-level executives who considered themselves superior to everyone else.

Feng remained unmoved by the gangsters. Having read about such thugs in books, he gave one swift kick that launched a man flying through the rain. The thug rolled on the ground clutching his stomach, unable to get up.

Men envied Feng's connection with this wealthy goddess who looked like an angel. Even calculating in their favor didn't seem unreasonable.

The food Feng bought during downpours would surely taste special... though she ultimately decided against making him go out again.

She'd already claimed Feng as her personal property - viewable by others but touchable only to her.

Dongfang Qian and Feng shared an umbrella, Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin another, walking hand-in-hand toward the restaurant entrance.

Ten minutes later four identical steaks arrived with matching coffees and ham sandwiches. Dongfang Qian placed a napkin over her lap from the table setting.

Feng recognized the hostile eyes immediately, so he took charge of leading both women forward.

Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin cheerfully replied they were managers heading to lunch but had stopped there due to the heavy rain.

Dongfang Qian introduced them as "my subordinates Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin" while glancing at Feng.

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Returning after her meeting, Dongfang Qian found everyone in the lobby staring. At first she thought maybe makeup had smudged on her face?

Feng copied her movements exactly by putting on an umbrella too.

Two waiters immediately handed over umbrellas as they entered.

Feng stretched at his desk before resuming typing while Dongfang Qian's fingers hovered above the keyboard until she saw "Okay" flash up.

Three henchmen rushed toward Feng but were sent flying like their predecessors, writhing on wet pavement clutching their stomachs.

Xiao Qin watched in awe as the thug who'd tried grabbing her was unceremoniously tossed aside by Feng.

Dongfang Qian suddenly thought about ordering food during such heavy rain - self-offering was out of question.

Though she maintained a warm relationship with subordinates, never raising her voice or showing anger.

Wang Lin knew he couldn't match Feng's strength so he pointed an accusing finger. "You'll regret this!" before fleeing 20 meters away and disappearing into the storm.

Thunder cracked midday as raindrops began pelting Far East Tower windows like BB pellets, creating a constant hissing sound against glass.

After paying for dinner they spotted several suited men approaching at the exit.

Xiao Qin started to speak but stopped herself just in time.

Feng could be considered if he agreed - after all, she remembered him enduring sun and rain in mountainous regions before.

Looking out the window, Dongfang Qian said, "It's raining heavily outside, let's eat lunch at work today."

Feng nodded his agreement without knowing how much it meant to her. If he volunteered, it would prove he valued her enough to go through that trouble.

Feng watched Dongfang Qian type on her keyboard while watching a QQ notification pop up - "Okay," she read aloud before Feng said simply, "Alright."

Thus calling them over was natural since Feng had no airs about himself. In his eyes there were only good and bad people regardless of status.

Dongfang Qian pulled into the security booth at company gates just as Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin were taking shelter under an awning. Feng noticed these three strangers he'd met within hours of starting work.

"Shall we drive to eat?" she asked before opening car doors with her remote control as the two women climbed in.

Sending a secretary would feel selfish since they were all valuable staff members - who wanted to see them out in this rain?

Many women envied not just Dongfang Qian's wealth but also having such an attractive man to lean on.

Feng casually pulled Xiao Qin up by the arm, jolting both women back into action as they climbed into Dongfang Qian's car. Their trembling bodies suggested they'd never seen a fight before and were still shaken.

"Let's eat together," she said cheerfully, inviting them for lunch at her expense.

Feng seemed to understand suddenly, reaching out with an open palm. Xiu Rou took his hand while saying "Happy to meet you," followed by Xiao Qin's greeting.

Xiu Rou began boasting about Feng's heroic actions in saving Xiao Qin that afternoon, making other women envious enough to drool blood from their eyes.

The angry curse came next: "Damn it! You dare hit members of the Blue Dragon gang!"

She inwardly groaned at his unnecessary verbosity.

After glancing at Feng again and nodding approval...

Feng remained silent as he sat down watching Dongfang Qian. Both Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin were surprised by this rude behavior.

Chapter Eighteen: The Hero's Path

At that moment, Dongfang Qian stood up to explain, "Feng was injured helping me last time and can't speak yet."

Dongfang Qian returned to her seat without another glance at Feng. She focused intently on the Nan Mountain development proposal while pulling out a calculator for computations.

Leaning toward Xiao Qin with teasing tones, she asked, "Aren't you busy lately? You've missed so many of my dinner invitations and never answer your phone."

Then a male waiter arrived to lead them through the restaurant, finally stopping in an isolated corner booth before handing each person menus.

So nothing was said as Dongfang Qian literally dragged Feng toward her car. Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin were still too shocked by what they'd witnessed.

Xiao Yu heard the door opening and smiled at seeing Dongfang Qian return while continuing to track stock prices on his computer.

Dongfang Qian found this whole situation normal - she had seen Feng casually kill three men before coming into her home. If not for his later study of legal matters, those bodies would still be in her house right now.

Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin waved at Feng when they saw him waving back.

20 meters away he disappeared after slipping and falling thrice through the mud. Even his own henchmen didn't matter to him as he vanished into nothingness.

Dongfang Qian was familiar with this restaurant so she ordered simply: two steaks, two coffees, and two ham sandwiches before asking Xiu Rou and Xiao Qin about their preferences. The two exchanged glances before deciding they wanted the same as everyone else.

Thus she waved them over since Feng had come all the way from the mountains to meet new friends in this colorful world.