The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 439: Capture

Ye Chenfeng took care of the corpses of the Zheng brothers and Ding Haixing. With his current strength, he definitely couldn’t confront the sects of the Ancient Martial World, so he would delay things as long as possible. Once Ye Chenfeng was strong enough, he would certainly destroy that so-called Cold Sea Pavilion completely. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Having just broken through to Level Nine in Soul Force, Ye Chenfeng’s body constantly overflowed with excess energy. His clothes, drenched in both his and his enemies’ blood, had turned red during the fierce battle. His broken bones and internal injuries had all healed during the breakthrough with the help of powerful Soul Force, but the external wounds had not. Returning home like this would definitely worry Old Master Ye and Wu Xiaofei, so Ye Chenfeng decided to tidy up his disheveled appearance before heading back to the Yes.

Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng thought of Ning Yuting. It seemed that since he had returned from Wu State, he had not seen her. Back in Wu State, Ye Chenfeng had almost had a physical relationship with Ning Yuting. In the end, Ning Yuting had revealed her true feelings to him, but she needed some time to prepare before she could fully entrust her body and soul to Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng planned to clean up at Ning Yuting’s villa. He originally wanted to take a taxi, but not a single one was willing to stop for him—who could blame the drivers, given that Comrade Ye Chenfeng’s clothes were not only tattered but also stained with blood?

When the taxi drivers saw Ye Chenfeng in such a state, no wonder none were willing to stop—our friend Ye Chenfeng didn’t look like a good person. These days, there were just too many incidents of murder and robbery, so Comrade Ye Chenfeng had no choice but to walk to Ning Yuting’s villa.

Fortunately, Ye Chenfeng’s Soul Force had just broken through, and his body was bursting with energy that couldn’t be completely absorbed—any excess would inevitably seep out, truly wasted. Hence, on the nighttime streets of Capital City, a figure could be seen sprinting like mad.

In just half an hour, Ye Chenfeng arrived at the gate of Ning Yuting’s villa. Without any sign of breathlessness, he reached out a finger and pressed the doorbell of the villa.

The villa’s door quickly opened. Ning Yuting appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng, wearing a loose house dress with her hair neatly pinned up, embodying the look of a housewife.

When Ning Yuting saw Ye Chenfeng in his pathetic state, a worried look spread across her fair face, and she asked, "Chenfeng, how did you get into this mess?"

Feigning a pained expression, Ye Chenfeng replied, "Yu Ting, are you planning to leave me standing outside to answer your questions? If that’s really the case, I don’t think it’ll be long before I have to check in at Yama’s Palace."

Hearing this, Ning Yuting’s face flushed with awkward embarrassment, and she promptly let Ye Chenfeng into the villa, saying, "Chenfeng, sit on the living room sofa for a bit. I’ll get the first aid kit and help you with those wounds."

"By the way, Yu Ting, where is Qianqian? Why isn’t she at home?" Ye Chenfeng looked at Ning Yuting and asked.

Ning Yuting found a first aid kit in a cabinet corner of the living room and said, "Qianqian went out to play with Min Yan and your uncle. Your uncle and Min Yan are getting married next month, so we’re practically family now."

As she spoke, Ning Yuting opened the first aid kit and fetched a basin of clean water. She asked Ye Chenfeng to take off his clothes and began to wash his wounds gently. Looking at Ye Chenfeng’s body, covered in wounds, a sharp pang struck Ning Yuting’s heart—she wished the injuries were on her instead!

Ning Yuting’s movements were incredibly tender, as if she feared hurting Ye Chenfeng with the slightest carelessness. She asked softly, "Chenfeng, does it hurt?"

Watching Ning Yuting’s worried and frowning face, Ye Chenfeng was deeply moved and said, "Yu Ting, even if my uncle weren’t marrying Min Yan, we would still be family. Back at the hotel in Wu State, I remember you said you needed some time to prepare, after which you would give your body and soul to me? Do you still remember?"

Ning Yuting’s hands trembled suddenly as she was cleaning Ye Chenfeng’s wounds, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment. Her teeth gently biting her red lips, how could she forget what she had said? Though Ning Yuting wasn’t young anymore, her heart when it came to feelings of love was like that of a pure and shy girl—how could she have the audacity to admit something so embarrassing in front of Ye Chenfeng?

Ye Chenfeng looked at Ning Yuting, who blushed and remained silent, feeling an overwhelming urge to take her, an impulse that grew stronger by the moment. Perhaps it was because his Soul Force had just made a breakthrough, and he couldn’t control the energy within his body, causing his ability to control himself in all matters to diminish significantly.

Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng reached out and wrapped his hand around Ning Yuting’s waist...

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After a passionate encounter, a blood-red plum blossom appeared on the couch in the living room...

Ning Yuting lay obediently on Ye Chenfeng’s chest. The pain in her lower half brought a smile to her face, for she knew that from now on, she was Ye Chenfeng’s woman. Even if there came a day when Ye Chenfeng no longer wanted her, she would never seek another man.

Ye Chenfeng gently kissed Ning Yuting’s fair forehead, his hands still mischievously at play, as he said, "Yuting, from now on, you are my woman. I will take good care of you and treat Qianqian as if she were my own daughter."

Listening to the promises of the man before her, Ning Yuting felt a warm feeling in her heart. "Chenfeng, you don’t have to promise me anything. I know my own status; it’s impossible for me to become your true woman. No matter what the future holds, I won’t regret giving myself to you," she said.

Ye Chenfeng patted Ning Yuting’s buttocks and said, "What nonsense are you talking? I will definitely marry you into the Yes with honor. Remember, these are Ye Chenfeng’s own words."

Ning Yuting looked at Ye Chenfeng’s serious expression and listened to his moving words, her heart sweet as if she had eaten honey. Even though she said she didn’t care about such things, it was only because she liked Ye Chenfeng, loved him, and was willing to give everything for him. But which woman in this world doesn’t wish to have an acknowledged status by the side of the man she likes?

"Chenfeng, thank you for giving me all this, thank you for letting me experience happiness in this life," Ning Yuting said with her eyes slightly red, feeling happy to have met a good man like Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng tenderly reached out to wipe away the moisture in the corner of Ning Yuting’s eyes and said, "Why thank me? Is there a need to say thank you to your own man? You really are a foolhardy woman."

At Ye Chenfeng’s teasing scold, Ning Yuting’s face blossomed with a joyful smile, and she retracted her tears back into her eyes. "I am a foolhardy woman, but I only want to be your foolhardy woman, Chenfeng. Is that okay?" Who could have imagined that Ning Yuting, the military goddess, would act so coquettishly with a man? If the soldiers under her command saw this scene, they would probably be shocked speechless.

Ye Chenfeng already had some plans in mind regarding the future of his relationships. He wanted to hold an extremely grand wedding and marry all the women he loved into the Yes, ensuring that none of them suffered any grievances. This was the only thing he felt he could do—to give every woman by his side a legitimate status.

Whether Ye Chenfeng was deceiving her or speaking truthfully, Ning Yuting was genuinely moved at that moment. After all, what would have been her fate without Ye Chenfeng’s arrival? Could she have escaped the clutches of the Xus of Wu State? The answer was probably no.

So, in Ning Yuting’s view, meeting Ye Chenfeng was her fortune. If he had not entered her life, her current situation would have been entirely different. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend and vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)