Lin Feng followed Liu Mengyao into the villa. The interior was already well-organized, exuding a luxurious yet simple ambiance.
In the spacious living room, a wool carpet from the Mediterranean adorned the floor. In front of the wide, bright floor-to-ceiling windows, a gentle breeze rustled, causing several pots of blooming magnolias to sway softly.
The second floor housed the master bedrooms, guest rooms, and a study.
The entire third floor was dedicated to a gym and an entertainment room, while the fourth and fifth floors were for the servants' living quarters.
Lin Feng was quite satisfied with this layout; it was his preferred style.
"Lin Feng, I absolutely love it here! I'm taking this bedroom, and I'll use the study for my livestreams!"
Liu Mengyao, acting like the lady of the house, happily began selecting her room.
"Alright, you get familiar with the surroundings first. I'm going to lie down and rest for a bit."
Thinking that Kang Xiaofu's medicine was almost ready, Lin Feng flopped onto the sofa and sent a text message to Kang Xiaofu, asking him to come pick up the medicine.
Immediately after, Lin Feng contacted Huang Ren, asking him to come to the villa to protect Liu Mengyao's safety in the coming days.
About half an hour later, a black Jeep pulled up to the villa entrance.
Seeing that it was Kang Xiaofu, Lin Feng grabbed the pills and went outside.
"Lin Feng, you really struck gold! This villa that Elder Hong gave you is amazing!"
Kang Xiaofu stood by his car, his eyes scanning the villa before him, a hint of envy and jealousy in his gaze.
Although his family was also wealthy, the villa they lived in was far inferior to Lin Feng's.
"Less of the pleasantries. Did you bring the money?"
Lin Feng asked coldly.
"Don't worry, when Kang Xiaofu says something, he means it. Send me your bank card number, and I'll have someone transfer it to your account."
Lin Feng nodded and sent his bank card number to Kang Xiaofu.
Soon, he received a notification of ten million yuan arriving in his account.
"Here are your weight-loss pills, a full course. One pill a day for seven days."
Lin Feng handed the prepared pills to Kang Xiaofu.
Kang Xiaofu eagerly opened the box containing the pills and, upon a closer look, nearly cursed.
"Lin, are you sure these are weight-loss pills and not fried dough balls you made?"
Kang Xiaofu's fat jiggled with anger. The seven pills were all fried to a golden-brown, looking just like fried sesame balls.
Lin Feng calmly replied, "Good medicine tastes bitter but cures illness. Though the pills are ugly, their effect is strong. You'll know once you try them!"
"Fine, I'll try them when I get back. If you dare to trick me, I'm not done with you!"
Although Kang Xiaofu harbored some doubts, he had to trust Lin Feng this once for the sake of losing weight.
Just as Kang Xiaofu drove away, Lin Feng received a message from Feng Jingwen. Qingcheng was hosting a large car exhibition today, and Feng Jingwen wanted Lin Feng to accompany her to look at cars.
Lin Feng didn't refuse; he genuinely loved cars but had been too poor to afford them previously.
Having just received ten million from Kang Xiaofu, if he found a car he liked, he would buy it on the spot!
Driving his BMW, Lin Feng sped along and soon arrived at the car exhibition venue Feng Jingwen had mentioned.
After parking his car, Lin Feng was immediately captivated by a pair of fair, slender legs the moment he stepped out. The owner of these legs was none other than Feng Jingwen.
Today, Feng Jingwen was dressed very casually, in a white T-shirt paired with a white miniskirt, her long, slender legs completely exposed to the air.
Most importantly, Feng Jingwen's skin was exceptionally good. Her delicate face was flawless, requiring no makeup to conceal imperfections, making her as beautiful and moving as a water lily emerging from the water.
"Jingwen!"
Lin Feng greeted her with a smile.
Feng Jingwen returned a sweet smile and walked over, surprisingly taking Lin Feng's arm.
Lin Feng was taken aback by Feng Jingwen's intimate gesture, feeling somewhat unaccustomed and uncomfortable all over.
"Lin Feng, let's go!"
Feng Jingwen appeared very natural, acting as if they were close lovers, familiar and at ease.
Lin Feng nodded, allowing Feng Jingwen to link arms with him.
The two made their way into the car exhibition. Everywhere they looked, there were luxury cars worth over a million yuan.
As Feng Jingwen and Lin Feng were looking around, a clear, cool female voice called out from behind them.
"Feng Jingwen, is that you?"
Hearing someone greet her, Feng Jingwen turned around and immediately saw a familiar face.
Upon seeing the woman, Feng Jingwen's expression became somewhat uneasy.
Coincidentally, Lin Feng also recognized this woman—it was Dong Ranran, his high school classmate. Dressed in designer clothes, she was of above-average appearance and, at first glance, seemed like a "white rich beautiful" from a prominent family.
Upon closer inspection, Dong Ranran's temperament and beauty were clearly enhanced by makeup and designer clothing. Her true appearance couldn't compare to Feng Jingwen's.
If Lin Feng remembered correctly, Dong Ranran used to compete with Feng Jingwen during high school and they had always been at odds. After graduation, it was rumored that Dong Ranran had dated a second-generation rich heir in college, whose family was well-off. She often showed off their wealth and affection on social media.
Accompanying Dong Ranran this time was a handsome, tall, and affluent young man. It was clearly the second-generation rich heir Dong Ranran had been dating. However, this young man's attention was entirely focused on Feng Jingwen, his hot gaze lingering on her chest and legs.
"Feng Jingwen, it really is you? I heard you're a small-time employee at a bank, working yourself to death and not earning much!"
"Why don't I have my husband deposit the company's annual profits into your bank? That would boost your performance!"
Dong Ranran said with a teasing smile, her face filled with arrogance and disdain.
"No need. I'm doing very well and am very happy now!"
Feng Jingwen replied coldly, her beautiful eyes filled with frost.
Dong Ranran scoffed. She didn't believe Feng Jingwen was living as well as her. Especially after noticing that the man Feng Jingwen was arm-in-arm with was Lin Feng, Dong Ranran exclaimed, "Ah! Isn't this the loser Lin Feng from our class?"
"Feng Jingwen, you wouldn't have gotten together with Lin Feng, would you? I heard Lin Feng has had a pretty miserable life all these years!"
"His girlfriend cheated on him, and someone else took his spot for overseas study. He's truly pathetic to the extreme!"
Dong Ranran looked at Lin Feng with a laugh, treating him as a complete joke.
At this moment, the second-generation rich heir beside Dong Ranran adjusted his suit collar and introduced himself with a touch of arrogance, "Hello, Ranran's two classmates. My name is Cui Heng. Cui's Milk Powder is produced by my family. If you need milk powder in the future, you can contact my Ranran!"
"Cui's Milk Powder?"
Lin Feng sneered. He was not unfamiliar with this milk powder brand; its advertising was aggressive, and everyone in Qingcheng knew about it. Roughly estimated, Cui's Milk Powder must have earned hundreds of millions over the years. In the past, Lin Feng would have naturally admired and respected Cui Heng, who was worth hundreds of millions. Now, however, Lin Feng was no longer the same. Owning 5% of Doumao's shares, he didn't even spare a thought for the mere Cui's Milk Powder.
"Honey, why are you talking to them? They want to buy the latest supercars. Hurry up and take me!"
Dong Ranran became a little impatient, rubbing her not-so-large chest against Cui Heng's arm in a manner of coquetry.
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll take you to buy one right now!"
Cui Heng, feeling a bit flushed by Dong Ranran's flirtation, gave a sly smile and led Dong Ranran towards the supercar exhibition hall.
As they left, Dong Ranran couldn't resist taunting, "You two poor beggars also came to visit a luxury car show. Can you even afford anything?"