Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Song Ci's thoughts weren't driven by a desire for martial techniques at the expense of her aunt. She genuinely wanted Ye Fei and Song Xuan to be together.

After learning the casual martial technique Ye Fei had given her, she increasingly realized how extraordinary her master was.

The Song family, despite its vast influence, could only come up with the trashy techniques that Song Renzong practiced. Yet, Ye Fei could casually produce something so powerful.

What did that imply? It wasn't hard to imagine that if her aunt were with a man like him, it would be an excellent choice.

As for Ye Fei's young age and his womanizing, Song Ci, coming from a prominent family, didn't see these as real issues.

After a moment of unyielding eye contact with Song Xuan, Ye Fei found the woman's stubborn demeanor particularly endearing. He decided not to continue the quarrel and sat down next to Song Ci, smiling, "Alright, I'll take the blame for being overly affectionate. But now that I'm here, you can't possibly drive me away, can you?"

Seeing Ye Fei concede, Song Xuan felt her pride could be salvaged. She humphed and sat down as well. Though she didn't acknowledge him directly, a faint blush crept onto her pretty face, perhaps due to Ye Fei's comment about being "overly affectionate."

"Don't worry, Auntie. With Master here, no one can do anything," Song Ci quickly interjected, noticing the tense atmosphere. After deciding to play matchmaker for Ye Fei and Song Xuan, she was eager to put in a good word for her master.

"Whether to worry or not will be clear soon enough," Song Xuan lightly humphed, her irritation seemingly coming from nowhere.

Seeing her aunt still not grasping the situation, Song Ci turned to Ye Fei, "Master, you'll beat that Zhang bastard as badly as you did Song Renhui, right?"

Song Xuan was taken aback. She was unaware of how Ye Fei and Song Ci had dealt with Song Renhui. She despised her nephew and knew that if the Song family fell into his hands, it would be the end.

However, he was quite the charmer at home, and the old man doted on him, refusing to listen to anyone else. So when she heard Song Ci's words, she wasn't angry but rather felt a hidden sense of relief.

Ye Fei humphed, "That would be too lenient. Since he won't listen to reason, it's time he learned a lesson the hard way."

"You tried to reason with him?" Song Xuan was astonished, forgetting her quarrel with Ye Fei for the moment.

"I just had someone pass on a message," Ye Fei said with a faint smile.

"Pass on a message? Do you know someone who knows him?" Song Xuan was even more puzzled.

"It was Song Renhui," Song Ci chimed in. "I was there when Master told Song Renhui, 'I don't want to see you in Wanghai again. Oh, and tell that Zhang guy too. Song Xuan is here in Wanghai now, and I won't tolerate anyone bothering her anymore.' It was so cool!"

To be honest, the girl had a good memory and managed to capture about eighty percent of Ye Fei's calm yet authoritative tone from that day.

Song Xuan's heart skipped a beat. Her quarrel with Ye Fei was ultimately rooted in the frustrations of the past fortnight. She had endured a lot of grievance during this short period.

Facing the guy who wielded Grandpa Song's authority, she had little room to resist. Although he didn't dare to do anything to her at Wanghai Tower, the constant threat made her feel helpless. She longed for someone to lean on, and subconsciously, she hoped that person would be Ye Fei.

But Ye Fei hadn't shown up these past few days, which made Song Xuan quite upset. From their brief encounter, she thought the little brat must have had some feelings for her.

After several misunderstandings, her impression of him had deepened. She couldn't say she liked him, but there was a bit of a flutter in her heart.

That's why she had acted the way she did when Ye Fei came today. Now, hearing her niece's words and understanding Ye Fei's protection of her, the anger in her heart dissipated instantly, replaced by a faint yet comforting sweetness.

Ye Fei didn't stop Song Ci from speaking. He just looked at Song Xuan with a gentle and affectionate gaze.

Although it felt a bit opportunistic to reveal this to her when she was most vulnerable, Ye Fei didn't care. He had used similar tactics with Ye Ningbing, and it worked.

Moreover, he believed that in pursuing a woman, using some strategies wasn't wrong. The most important thing was the outcome. He was confident that every woman he liked would be the happiest with him. Ye Ningbing was a perfect example.

Immersed in that sweet feeling, Song Xuan subconsciously looked at Ye Fei and met his tender and passionate gaze. Her pretty face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head, the sweetness in her heart intensifying.

"Got it!" Song Ci cheered inwardly, clenching her little fist tightly. It seemed her efforts hadn't been in vain. "Master, your chance is here!"

Ye Fei, however, was stunned, and captivated by Song Xuan's unparalleled charm. He felt that Xu Zhimo's two lines of poetry perfectly described her at this moment, "The gentlest lowering of her head, like a water lily too shy to bear the cool breeze." It was incredibly fitting and enchanting!

For a moment, the spacious office fell silent. Ye Fei kept staring affectionately at the shy Song Xuan, while Song Xuan, with her head slightly lowered, occasionally stole glances at Ye Fei. Each glance deepened her shyness and the sweetness in her heart.

As for Song Ci, she clenched her fists, cheering for the two, even thinking, "Why doesn't Master get affectionate with Auntie? Then I could watch a real-life romance. It would be way more exciting than those cheesy movies."

If Song Xuan knew her tough-natured niece had such thoughts, she would probably lose her ladylike demeanor and kick her out.

"Bang!" A loud noise from the doorway shattered the increasingly intimate and sweet atmosphere in the room. Ye Fei was furious and turned to look. He saw a man, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and quite handsome, walk in. Behind him were four unremarkable-looking men.

Compared to the four bodyguards Song Renhui had brought, these men seemed much more ordinary. But Ye Fei's brow furrowed slightly as he sensed the presence of internal energy within these not-so-tall men.