sbdcsierra Chapter 474 Conferring the Title of Fragrant Concubine
Chapter 474 Conferring the Title of Fragrant Concubine
Because the client was busy dealing with his company's impending bankruptcy, the meeting was scheduled for the next day.
Cheng Feng expressed his understanding, as bankruptcy filings involve legal procedures and financial reviews, and cannot be completed in a short time.
After making the call and returning, Jade said that after this incident, the client's fighting spirit had almost completely dissipated.
And with the mindset that "I'm doomed, and even big shots won't have an easy time," he went crazy.
"This incident taught me a lesson."
Jade picked up her coffee, took a sip, and then continued with a touch of emotion:
"That means you shouldn't mess with a bachelor without a wife and children. If you push him too far, he'll do anything, except math."
Cheng Feng glanced at the jade without saying a word.
"Stop joking around, do you have any plans for later?"
"I'm planning to go to the movies. Sherlock Holmes is showing, and I've been looking forward to it for so long!"
Emerald's excitement was palpable as she spoke.
Cheng Feng asked with suspicion, "Is this Sherlock Holmes serious? Is it some kind of BL (Boys' Love) movie?"
Emerald's pupils contracted; this time, it was she who was surprised.
"Of course it's a proper movie, but something's off about you. I feel like you're invading my privacy."
"What am I spying on? Just looking at what you follow on Weibo: authors who write BL novels, Brokeback Mountain, and anime pictures of two pretty boys leaning together."
Do I really need to spy on this?
Cheng Feng spoke of these things with a hint of disdain, saying it would be better if those small circles of people could just enjoy their own hobbies.
They insist on exporting their views in various ways, and after saying a few words, they immediately adopt the American LGBT stereotype, feeling that they have been discriminated against.
Sometimes Cheng Feng really wanted to do some quick calculations and then make a little scarecrow for this kind of loser.
"You don't understand, I'm not watching for the BL (Boys' Love) themes, but for the pure love within them!"
Emerald defended herself, refusing to admit that she was simply fantasizing about handsome men.
Cheng Feng didn't want to discuss this anymore, so he called the waiter to pay the bill.
After leaving the coffee shop, Emerald wanted to go see a movie, while Cheng Feng planned to go back and see if Xiao Ya needed any help.
I happened to be going the same way, so I took a ride on Jade Road.
When they arrived near the business district, Cheng Feng pulled over and parked the car on the side of the road.
Jade unfastens the seatbelt:
"Thanks, be careful on your way back."
"Okay, call me if you need anything."
Cheng Feng nodded in response.
After saying goodbye, Emerald closed the car door, turned and walked into the crowd.
Cheng Feng withdrew his gaze from the jadeite figure and stopped what he was about to do.
He stared intently at a vehicle used for transporting the disabled that was parked not far in front of him.
The carriage was marked with the words "Qingshan Mental Hospital".
"I almost forgot about that."
There are many heartbreaking events in The Ferryman, and the Qingshan Mental Hospital is definitely one of them.
During the Anti-Japanese War, this place was originally a hospital, but secretly it became a place where the Japanese devils used Chinese people for human experiments.
Because so many people died here and the resentment was so deep, this mental hospital became a ghost town.
Inside, the souls of the Chinese people who died relive everything they experienced in life, tormented by the vengeful spirits of the Japanese devils.
Previously, Cheng Feng, being new to this world, was only focused on learning its cultivation techniques. Now, he has settled down for the time being.
We happened to run into a vehicle from Qingshan Mental Hospital, so it seems there are some things that need to be put on the agenda.
As Cheng Feng was leaving, he happened to see the people from Qingshan Mental Hospital arrest a middle-aged man.
They forcefully locked him in the carriage and left.
"At this time, Toyotomi Hideyoshi's adopted daughter, Gohime, should be there!"
On his way home, Cheng Feng was distracted, skillfully controlling the vehicle while thinking about how to make the most of tonight's events.
According to the world's setting, the demon Hao Ji is quite special.
Her soul is immortal, somewhat similar to Yue Qiluo from Wu Xin: The Monster Killer.
The reason why Princess Gohime's soul is immortal is her obsession with resurrecting Toyotomi Hideyoshi.
Once her obsession dissipates, her soul will also vanish.
"From this perspective, Hao Ji isn't just a pure soul; she's more like a manifestation of an obsession—it's a bit abstract."
Fortunately, their weaknesses are obvious, and we know how to deal with them.
Cheng Feng planned to go back to Xiao Ya and ask if she knew any effective sealing techniques.
First, seal away this obsessive desire that has become a demon, then devise a scheme to make her believe that Toyotomi Hideyoshi is completely finished, and she will be finished along with him.
In terms of magic, Xiaoya, a former celestial maiden, is definitely more profound than Cheng Feng.
If all else fails, he can make a promise to Zhao Li, that old hand from the underworld, to find him a suitable match.
When Cheng Feng returned home, there was a truck parked in front of the villa, and Xiao Ya was directing the movers to move the house.
After parking the car, Cheng Feng went to Xiao Ya and said:
"What are all these things?"
The truck was filled with boxes of all sizes; not counting those already moved inside, there were still more than a dozen suitcases left.
"My belongings are very simple, just four things: clothes, shoes, bags, and cosmetics!"
Xiaoya put her hands on her hips and said with considerable pride.
It was as if she was showing off the empire she had built to Cheng Feng.
"If people didn't know you were moving, they'd think you were restocking for clothing and cosmetics stores!"
Looking at the workers panting as they carried their luggage, Cheng Feng shook his head and said.
Xiaoya rolled her eyes. Fu Chengfeng was sharp-tongued and always spoke with a barbed tongue.
After working for quite a while, Xiaoya finally finished moving all her things.
After paying the bill, Xiaoya's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly pulled Cheng Feng back into the house.
Before Cheng Feng could even ask, Xiao Ya said angrily:
"Brother, you've spread gold all over the living room floor, why didn't you call to tell me!"
Cheng Feng listened indifferently and said:
"It's just a small amount of money, why bother making a special call?"
"Where's the gold? Where did you put it?"
Cheng Feng didn't think there was anything shameful about a little gold; this wasn't the era of short videos where big news would break out at any moment.
"It's too Versailles-like. Can't we be a little more down-to-earth? Seeing so much wealth will cause trouble for others."
Yes, you are a god, your perspective is different from that of an ordinary woman like me.
Xiaoya sat down on the sofa next to Cheng Feng and crossed her legs.
Cheng Feng smiled, naturally placing his hand on Xiao Ya's long legs, skillfully kneading them as he spoke:
"And then you moved all the gold into your room?"
Xiaoya smiled brightly, then put her arm around Cheng Feng's shoulder and said:
"Of course, isn't this my allowance?"
"How do you plan to spend this money?"
"Buy delicious food, buy pretty bags...wait, don't...um."
As she spoke, Xiaoya's breathing became rapid. With Cheng Feng's uprising, a great battle was inevitable.
As the saying goes:
Spring arrives and flowers bloom in vibrant colors, swaying gracefully like willow branches, gently unfolding their petals, and peonies opening with dewdrops.
The storm finally subsided, and Cheng Feng turned on the air conditioner to let the sea breeze into the living room, bringing in some fresh air.
It also allows the fragrance lingering around the sofa to permeate the entire villa.
To be fair, the celestial maiden truly lives up to her name. If this were ancient times, Cheng Feng would have bestowed upon her the title of Fragrant Concubine without hesitation.