Chapter 052: Returning to the Provincial Capital

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Chapter 052: Second Visit to the Provincial Capital

With the support of Chen Hao and Zuo Huan, Huang Wei gradually took over all the authority of the Justice Sect, firmly holding its reins in her hands. Feeling that his mission was complete, Ye Feng returned to the Venus Grand Hotel to begin his career in security, and, incidentally, to enjoy some tender moments with Aunt Wen.

Wen Biyun was overjoyed to see Ye Feng back. Everyone noticed with surprise that the general manager’s temper had improved, her complexion was rosier and more radiant, and whispers circulated about whether the general manager had encountered a romantic affair. To add to their excitement, the handsome and charismatic security manager had also returned to work, bringing cheer to everyone’s hearts.

Ye Feng greeted everyone warmly; after all, he intended to stay at this company for some time, and it was essential to maintain good relationships. With such a striking manager joining the hotel, the ladies could not help but let their imaginations wander. Groups of women gathered together, sharing stories and gossip about the young and dashing new manager.

“You little rascal, what were you staring at those women for just now?” As soon as they returned to the office, Wen Biyun glared at Ye Feng, her face clouded with anger. She couldn’t help but feel a surge of jealousy, recalling how the little scoundrel had stolen a few glances at her niece, Wen Xiaomei.

Ye Feng’s heart skipped a beat at her words. He’d been so preoccupied greeting the beautiful women that he’d completely forgotten Aunt Wen was right beside him. What a slip! Moreover, he realized he found himself increasingly drawn to beautiful women.

“Hmph, you scoundrel!” With that, Wen Biyun pounced, twisting Ye Feng’s ear. “Let’s see if you dare look at other women again!” In her jealousy, she forgot that everyone’s eyes belong to themselves—what harm is there in admiring beauty?

“I wouldn’t dare! Besides, I wasn’t looking at anyone else. If I were to look at anyone, it would be you, Aunt Wen! You’re the most beautiful woman in my eyes!” Ye Feng hurriedly explained. Strangely, his ear didn’t hurt at all—clearly, Aunt Wen couldn’t bear to be harsh with him.

“You smooth talker! Who knows how many girls you’ve fooled with that mouth of yours!” Wen Biyun threw him a coquettish glance, making Ye Feng’s heart flutter. She was more alluring than ever, her mature charm irresistible, and her subtle fragrance drew Ye Feng ever closer.

“I mean every word,” Ye Feng said, gazing at Wen Biyun with deep affection. Having been apart for a while, he truly missed her flawless figure. Memories of their passionate encounters in the office left his body already responding to her presence.

Ye Feng wrapped one arm around her slender waist, his other hand resting on her flat, toned stomach. He bent down, pressing his lips to her delicate cheek, seeking out her fragrant lips and kissing her deeply.

At first, Wen Biyun resisted, mindful that they were still in the office. But as Ye Feng’s kiss deepened, she let go of everything but her longing for him. She wrapped her arms around him, returning his kiss with passionate fervor. Her lips were soft and moist, parting slightly in search of his, like a blossom in full bloom luring a bee to its nectar.

Seeing Wen Biyun become more and more receptive, Ye Feng’s lips curved into a satisfied smile, and he kissed her with even greater fervor. His hands roamed over her graceful body as the two of them slowly moved toward the desk.

A storm of passion ignited between them. Wen Biyun’s entire body flushed with heat; her cheeks glowed, her eyes were hazy with desire, and her breath came in sweet, rapid sighs. She had missed Ye Feng terribly during their separation, unable to resist his teasing now. Her bright eyes glistened, veiled with mist, captivating Ye Feng all the more.

Ye Feng held her tightly, kissing her gasping lips, savoring the moist sweetness and the delicate aroma that lingered between them. His kisses trailed from her cheeks to her neck, his hand slipping inside her collar. When his hand finally found the soft fullness he sought, Wen Biyun let out a tender moan, gazing at Ye Feng with affection and excitement. Her half-exposed body, skin as fair as jade, was incredibly enticing.

When everything was ready, Ye Feng gently laid Wen Biyun on the desk. There, in the general manager’s office of the Venus Grand Hotel, an enchanting scene unfolded. The sounds of their passion echoed through the room, and the air was thick with the scent of their desire.

A little indulgence was a fine thing.

In the afternoon, Ye Feng made a formal visit to the hotel’s security department, offering several suggestions for improvement. Assistant managers Song Gang and Liu Yang quickly revised their opinion of him; they had thought him just another freeloader, but his practical ideas won their respect. Song Gang, in particular—usually hard to impress—was thoroughly convinced today.

“Manager Ye, your suggestions are extremely helpful. We’ll be sure to implement them, and the security department will undergo a thorough reorganization. With your astute leadership, I’m confident we’ll only improve from here!” Song Gang grinned from ear to ear.

Ye Feng smiled sheepishly. “Thank you for your hard work, especially you, Managers Song and Liu. I haven’t been around much, and I may have other matters to attend to in the future. I’ll be counting on both of you here in Security.”

“Absolutely, not a problem! We’ll do our best!” both assistant managers replied at once.

“Excellent. As long as you do your best, I’m sure the general manager will be more generous with bonuses,” Ye Feng added.

At that, their spirits soared. Suddenly, Ye Feng’s phone rang—it was Ma Long, inviting him to visit the provincial capital once again to impart more skills to everyone. With nothing else pressing, Ye Feng agreed.

After work, Ye Feng informed Wen Biyun of his plans and caught a ride to the provincial capital. It was his second time visiting, and he had no idea what awaited him. As the scenery flashed by outside the window, a faint sense of unease gnawed at him—especially after the strange deaths of Huang Tianba and Hua Qiang. Although everyone insisted Hua Qiang had committed suicide out of guilt, Ye Feng couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss.