When Wang Xinyan read Wei Zhao's text message, her mouth dropped into an "O" — you could have stuffed a whole egg into it. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined Wei Zhao would warn her so bluntly!

The Kang family was going to fall? How could the Kang family be about to fall? Wang Xinyan did not care for the Kang family, but she had also seen a Kang family rising steadily day by day, and she could not fathom how they might suddenly be finished... Could it be that this matter had something to do with Wei Zhao?

At that thought, Wang Xinyan's heart clenched, and her chest fluttered like a startled fawn. Wei Zhao had told her this — was it out of trust in her? Was he not afraid she would go and tell Kang Zhaolong? Or was he doing this for her sake? Had he seen that she was unhappy with this marriage arrangement? Or was it that he... felt something for her?

Wang Xinyan blushed a little. She drew a deep breath and cautiously glanced around, only to find that Kang Zhaolong was paying her no attention; at that moment, the better to curry favor with Wu Chengtian, Kang Zhaolong was fiddling with his phone, snapping pictures of Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao.

At the table, everyone was holding a phone, so it did not seem at all out of place for Wang Xinyan and Wei Zhao to take out theirs as well.

"I don't like him. Don't do anything rash."

Wang Xinyan hesitated, then composed a text message and sent it to Wei Zhao. But no sooner had she sent it than she rather regretted it — was saying such a thing a little too ambiguous? Her intention had been to keep Wei Zhao out of trouble, but now it seemed as though she were the one eager to clarify something to him...

"Heh..." Seeing the message, Wei Zhao smiled faintly and sent one back: Don't worry. If he doesn't provoke me, I have no time to bother with him.

Reading Wei Zhao's reply, Wang Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief, though she was also rather astonished. Wei Zhao's tone seemed exceedingly grand, which made her all the more curious — just who was Wei Zhao?

From the first time she had met him on the train, to their second encounter on the commercial street, to their flight together a few days ago, and now to sitting at the same table for a meal — the role Wei Zhao played seemed different every single time.

"Brother Chentian, earlier they called you the Iron Hand Wu family — what was that about?" Feng Xiaoxiao had eaten for a while when she suddenly remembered the business of the Iron Hand, and asked curiously.

The moment Wu Chengtian heard Feng Xiaoxiao's question, he was instantly delighted. It seemed this meal really had been worth paying for! This Feng Xiaoxiao was truly a delightful girl, so wonderfully understanding of others! He had been worrying that he had nowhere to practice his showing off, and now she had handed him the chance to display himself!

But ordinary methods of showing off were beneath Wu Chengtian now; he wanted to challenge a higher realm!

So Wu Chengtian glanced at Xiao Wangba, signaling him to play along with his showing off. After all, a successful show-off could not manage it alone; he needed others to cooperate with him before he could put on a display of real class, of true cultivation!

Xiao Wangba understood at once and said to Feng Xiaoxiao, "You didn't know? Brother Chentian's family is a clan of ancient martial arts. The technique they cultivate is called the Iron Hand. It's tremendously powerful! With one hand he can crush a lump of iron to powder!"

"Wow! That awesome!" Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes went wide. "Then he's practically a superman?"

"Superman? What's a superman? Compared with Brother Chentian, that's a one-trick pony!" said Xiao Wangba.

"Then, Brother Chentian, could you give me a demonstration? Let me see you in all your glory!" Feng Xiaoxiao said excitedly. "There's a vase here — crush it for me, let me see!"

As she spoke, Feng Xiaoxiao pointed at the gold vase inlaid with diamonds on the table.

"Huh? This one?" Wu Chengtian was taken aback. That gold vase looked rather valuable. If he crushed it, they wouldn't make him pay for it, would they?

"Oh... isn't this thing a bit too precious? It's my fault. How about we find something cheaper to crush?" Feng Xiaoxiao said, a little embarrassed.

"Precious? Precious how? This gold is too soft — I'm only afraid it won't show my true strength!" Wu Chengtian waved his hand and spoke as if it were nothing at all.

"Wow! So that's how it is! Then hurry up and crush it, let me see it!" Feng Xiaoxiao nodded. "I knew it — Brother Chentian comes from a first-rate family, so he must be top-tier rich. How could he care about some shabby vase!"

"Of course!" Wu Chengtian casually grabbed the vase from the table and squeezed hard. The vase immediately crumpled, and the diamonds on it fell off.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! So cool!" Feng Xiaoxiao clapped and cheered. "Brother Chentian, you're so stylish — you really are the number one macho man in the world!"

"Just so-so!" Wu Chengtian was immensely pleased with himself. Only now did he discover how wonderful showing off really was: not only was his vanity satisfied to the utmost, it also worked remarkably well for picking up girls!

"Brother Chentian, why don't you give me this vase as a souvenir, all right? Every time I look at it, I'll remember Brother Chentian's bravery!" Feng Xiaoxiao said expectantly.

"No problem, easy!" Wu Chengtian handed the vase to Feng Xiaoxiao without a second thought.

Feng Xiaoxiao excitedly put it away, and along the way she collected the diamonds that had fallen off it as well.

Xiao Wangba wanted to say something, but seeing how utterly indifferent Wu Chengtian looked, he thought better of saying anything more.

"Thank you, Brother Chentian! I'm sure that with Brother Chentian displaying his Iron Hand like that, any girl would be smitten. If I didn't already have a boyfriend, I'd want to run off with you!" Feng Xiaoxiao said, flushed and excited.

Wu Chengtian's heart stirred, and he nearly blurted out, 'It doesn't matter if you have a boyfriend — just keep me company tonight!' But then he thought of Feng Xiaoxiao's status, and that she was Wei Zhao's girlfriend. If he took her back with him, not only would Feng Tianlong never let him off, even his pursuit of Sun Jingyan would run into trouble. So he hurriedly abandoned the idea.

Still, he said smugly, "Well, it's passable, I suppose. In the past I wouldn't display it lightly, so it's not as though many girls are fond of me!"

"Brother Chentian, you're far too modest!" After praising him, Feng Xiaoxiao went back to demolishing the delicacies on the table. Having talked for a while, she found room for quite a bit more food...

Half an hour later...

"Whew, I'm full!" Feng Xiaoxiao set down her knife, fork, and chopsticks on the table, let out a long breath, then patted her belly. "That was so delicious. Can I take it to go?"

"Huh?" Wu Chengtian thought to himself, we haven't even eaten yet, and you want to take it to go? But on reflection, he had achieved his goal today: not only had he learned to skillfully employ the art of showing off, he had also gotten photos of Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao. All in all, the harvest had been quite rich!

At this thought, Wu Chengtian called out beyond the private room, "Waiter, doggy bag!"

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