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Chapter 284 A Trap
When she saw how these people pressed her into stepping down as though they had agreed upon it beforehand, Feng Baihui—whose face was pale with rage—chided, “Li Heng, my dad has just passed away, yet you’re vying for the gang’s leadership in front of his remains. Do you think it’s appropriate to do so?”
Li Heng responded with a smile, “You’re wrong, Young Lady. I’m not vying for the gang’s leadership; I’m merely offering some valuable opinion. After all, no one stipulated that the Rat Gang must be led by a member of the Feng Family, right? Gangs are always led by those who are competent. Young Lady, I admit that you’re a formidable fighter; you could probably be a red cane or something like that in the future, but I think that you’d better marry someone else instead. After all, you’re a woman, so you aren’t cut out for dwelling in the underworld.”
Feng Baihui retorted icily, “Whether or not I’ll marry someone is none of your business. You’re pressing
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Lin Huai had an indescribable feeling as he stood before The General. This was mainly because of the look in The General’s eyes; The General’s eyes were deep, but Lin Huai couldn’t help feeling that he had known him for a long time. Technically speaking, the two of them were worlds apart. Lin Huai used to be a first-rate bodyguard in a top security company in the country, but there was still a wide gap between him and the underworld ruler.After withdrawing his gaze, The General stood up, picked up his tea set, and began brewing some tea. After he was done, he put a cup of tea next to Lin Huai and said calmly, “Drinking tea can refresh your mind and improve your eyesight. This is the best Longjing tea on the market.”Lin Huai held up the teacup and lifted its lid to smell the tea’s aroma. Then, he gently took a sip of it and praised in admiration, “Your tea-making skills are first-rate, General.”The General returned to his desk chair an
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Feng Baihui asked all of a sudden, “Maybe it’s because of your father?”Even a simple-minded girl like Feng Baihui could come to such a conclusion, much less Lin Huai. Still, Lin Huai wasn’t completely regretful for not asking the question—he had a feeling that he wouldn’t get much of an answer even if he really did. Feng Baihui asked, “I’ve decided to return to the Rat Gang. From the looks of it, Li Heng probably killed my father.”Lin Huai replied, “There’s no need to rush; I’ll go back with you tomorrow along with the others.”When she heard that, Feng Baihui stared at Lin Huai with a peculiar look in her eyes. She then said, “Brother Huai, your father helped my father years ago; now, you’re helping me. Perhaps our families are really tied together by fate.”“Yeah.”Feng Baihui lamented, “Since my father has just passed, now’s not the time for me to think about relationships. After some time, I’
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