372: Chapter 371: Beauty Trap 372: Chapter 371: Beauty Trap Fan Zhongliang’s little wife was indeed pretty, and dressed in wedding attire she was even more stunning and seductive, like a little Fairy.
Afterward, perhaps due to Fan Zhongliang’s generosity or carelessness, he actually let his little wife sit next to Ning Fan.
In the half hour that followed, Fan Zhongliang’s little wife kept toasting Ning Fan, with quite a few subtle moves under the table.
Ning Fan maintained an indifferent expression the whole time, no matter how the woman tried to seduce him, he was not swayed.
Seeing him unmoved, Fan Zhongliang’s little wife was infuriated, grinding her teeth.
When the auspicious time arrived, it was time for Fan Zhongliang to perform the wedding ceremony with his little wife.
The wedding stage was already set up, and Fan Zhongliang, leading his little wife, approached the stage.
The MC took the microphone and announced, “Distinguished guests, let us witness the union of this new couple!”
They bowed to heaven and earth, then to the higher hall, and then to each other as husband and wife.
Fan Zhongliang’s parents had long passed away.
For the bowing to the higher hall, the MC had prepared a plaque, but at this moment, Fan Zhongliang called out, “Uncle Nine, you were my former boss, you should receive a bow from both of us!”
As soon as he finished speaking, murmurs spread among the crowd, and people looked at Fan Zhongliang with nods of approval, feeling he was not forgetting old favors.
“Once a boss, always a boss.
Whatever I have today, I owe it all to Uncle Nine’s support back then.
Please do not refuse!”
With reason and emotion, Fan Zhongliang appeared truly honorable and grateful.
The others also started to egg Ning Fan on at this time, urging him to accept the bow from Fan Zhongliang and his wife.
The Eagle frowned, clearly agitated by Fan Zhongliang’s obvious showboating and using Ning Fan for his own purposes.
Yet with Ning Fan now pushed to the forefront, refusal seemed impossible.
Thus, Ning Fan nodded and stepped in front of the wedding hall.
“Bowing to heaven and earth…
bowing to the higher hall…
the couple bows to each other!”
When it came time to bow to the higher hall, it naturally ended up being a bow to Ning Fan.
Amidst laughter and joyful sounds, the bride was escorted to the bridal chamber, and the feast officially began.
Ning Fan and The Eagle sat together with Zi Hongyu beside them.
People wanting to come and pay respects to Ning Fan were all glared away by The Eagle.
The banquet went on for approximately two hours before ending, and the guests began to leave one by one; Fan Zhongliang also went out to send them off.
Not in a rush to leave, Ning Fan held a glass of wine, watching as Fan Zhongliang staged such a grand scene, curious to see what sort of tricks he was up to.
“Uncle Nine, Fan Zhongliang’s little wife has come out!”
Suddenly, The Eagle whispered quietly, and looking over, they saw Fan Zhongliang’s little wife had emerged, seemingly heading straight in their direction.
Ning Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking finally, she had come.
“Little sister-in-law, are you looking for me in particular?”
Unlike before, this time Ning Fan took the initiative to ask.
Fan Zhongliang’s little wife’s heart leaped with joy.
She cautiously glanced around, and upon realizing that all the guests had left and only Ning Fan, The Eagle, and Zi Hongyu were left, she visibly relaxed.
“Uncle Nine, I have a little secret to tell you, can you come with me for a moment?”
Fan Zhongliang’s little wife smiled enchantingly, displaying a demure bride’s demeanor, which was quite interesting.
Ning Fan was slightly startled, while The Eagle stood up, glaring at Fan Zhongliang’s little wife without saying a word, as if warning her.
Ignoring The Eagle, Fan Zhongliang’s little wife kept her eyes on Ning Fan and then, with a seductive tone, said, “Uncle Nine, are you, perhaps, afraid of this little woman?”
Ning Fan couldn’t help but laugh when he heard the words, and he stood up and said to the eagle, “I will be right back.”
Seeing Ning Fan take the bait, Fan Zhongliang’s young wife threw another seductive glance at him.
Fan Zhongliang’s young wife led Ning Fan into a room, and once inside, Ning Fan asked, “So, what is the secret exactly?”
Ning Fan looked at his bride-to-be, who was facing away from him, and a cold sneer formed in his heart.
A man and a woman alone together, purposely brought here to this kind of place, could it possibly be with good intentions?
As expected, the bride suddenly spun around and flung herself into Ning Fan’s arms, then started to tear open her clothes.
“Ninth Master, I admire you so much!”
As Fan Zhongliang’s young wife yelled, she continued to rip her clothes, as if she intended to strip completely for Ning Fan to see.
Ning Fan furrowed his brows, his gaze filling with a trace of disgust as he looked at her.
After tearing her clothes, the bride, seeing no reaction from Ning Fan, paused in confusion.
Then, the beauty’s face once again donned a seductive smile, her lips ripe and enticing as they moved to kiss Ning Fan.
Clad only in half-torn clothes, the woman Fan Zhongliang fancied was indeed the picture of seduction, clearly someone who frequented decadent places, her hands far from innocent.
“Ninth Master, don’t you want to see my secret?
It’s just the two of us here, you can do whatever you want, and no one will stop you!”
The bride wrapped her arms around Ning Fan’s neck, smiling as she looked at him, her breath exuding a fragrant scent.
Despite such temptation, Ning Fan’s face remained cold, showing not the slightest interest in the woman.
“Don’t you fear that what you’re doing is a betrayal to Fan Zhongliang?”
Ning Fan said, his face expressionless.
“Hehe, compared to Ninth Master, what is the small East District’s Fan Zhongliang worth?
With just one word from you, Ninth Master, I would be yours,” she said, pulling her clothes further down as she spoke.
“I see, hehe…” Ning Fan sneered coldly, his eyes chillingly fixed on the woman.
The bride was stunned, Ning Fan’s icy gaze suddenly filling her with trepidation.
Just as she attempted to say something, a powerful force transmitted from her shoulder.
Ning Fan pushed with both hands, forcibly shoving Fan Zhongliang’s young wife away.
The bride fell to the ground, her face suddenly shifting in shock, then quickly altering her demeanor to one of aggrieved innocence, screaming, “Help!
Someone, save me from this indecency!”
While yelling, Fan Zhongliang’s young wife ran towards the door.
Ning Fan watched the drama unfold with complete disinterest, his face void of any superfluous expression.
“Help!
Someone come quickly!
Indecency!”
The bride cried out in panic, rushing towards the door in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, the door was kicked wide open, and Fan Zhongliang’s furious figure appeared outside.
As if seeing her savior, the bride threw herself into Fan Zhongliang’s arms.
“What exactly happened here?
What are you doing?!”
Fan Zhongliang roared furiously, his eyes looking at Ning Fan as if they could devour him.
The bride continued to cry in Fan Zhongliang’s arms, and soon after, all the men Fan Zhongliang had brought with him flooded the room, surrounding Ning Fan.
“Ninth Master, I hope you can give me a good explanation, otherwise, I’m afraid our brotherhood will be over!”