C5 Beautiful Landlady

Mengna Dung caught the look in Ye Xiaofeng's eyes and felt a surge of sweetness in her heart. It's no secret that women love to dress up, often hoping to catch the eye of a man, especially one they fancy. The joy that fills their hearts when they succeed is undeniable. As Ye Xiaofeng's boss's wife, Mengna tried to mask her delight with a feigned scowl, rolling her eyes at him. She rummaged through her purse, pulled out her car keys, and tossed them to Ye Xiaofeng.

Catching the BMW 730 key, Ye Xiaofeng followed Mengna to the parking lot. The drive was silent, with neither of them speaking a word. However, Mengna's gaze lingered on Ye Xiaofeng's striking features, a sign of her satisfaction with his performance that day.

Upon arriving at an upscale residential area, Ye Xiaofeng turned to look at Mengna, whose face glowed with a healthy flush. Her captivating eyes held his gaze, revealing no intention to look away.

Mengna was shrouded in mystery, and her entrepreneurial journey was the subject of much speculation. Rumors swirled about her past, with some suggesting she had been involved in the flesh trade, while others whispered about her being a wealthy businessman's mistress. Even Ye Xiaofeng found it remarkable that Mengna, seemingly without any backing, had managed to establish herself in Jinling City.

Observing the weariness on Mengna's face, Ye Xiaofeng was struck by a wave of unexplained melancholy. "Ms. Na, we've arrived," he murmured gently.

Mengna's beautiful eyebrows knit together as she looked at Ye Xiaofeng, her eyes brimming with reluctance. Despite her concern, she urged, "Xiaofeng, you should get out of here. They're not going to let you go easily."

"Don't worry, Ms. Na, I'll handle it," Ye Xiaofeng assured her with a calm resolve.

With a complex look, Mengna watched Ye Xiaofeng as he reached for the car door, ready to leave. But in that moment, Mengna pulled him back, pressing her lips to his in an unexpected kiss. Her nimble tongue darted into his mouth, entwining passionately with his.

Ye Xiaofeng stared at Dung Mengna, lost in thought. They were quite close, and Mengna often indulged his little quirks.

But today's closeness was new territory for them.

Ye Xiaofeng's hands gently caressed Mengna's back before he softly pushed her away.

"I know there's someone else in your heart, I won't push you. Pick me up tomorrow morning, okay?"

A look of disappointment crossed Mengna's flushed cheeks as she whispered something, opened the car door, and stepped out.

Watching Mengna's graceful figure disappear, Ye Xiaofeng closed his eyes.

The image of a beautiful figure, ever-present like a shadow, filled his mind, bringing a moistness to his eyes.

"Qin Lan, I hope you're watching from heaven. I'll find those bastards sooner or later, and their heads will honor you," Ye Xiaofeng murmured, his hands clenched tightly around the steering wheel.

After Mengna entered the building, Ye Xiaofeng started the sedan and drove away from the upscale neighborhood.

The beauty salon's hours were erratic, with wealthy clients often staying until the early hours. There was a room for Ye Xiaofeng to rest if it got too late, but if he finished work early, he preferred to return to his own place.

About half an hour later, Ye Xiaofeng arrived at his rented home in the West Garden Residential Area.

He parked the BMW and headed to his apartment building.

Key in hand, he unlocked the door and made his way to his room.

Passing the bathroom, something caught his eye through the door's crack—a long, white leg, smeared with blood. Without a second thought, Ye Xiaofeng burst through the door.

Inside, he found his stunning landlady, Mrs. Zhang, collapsed on the floor, her seductive face twisted in agony.

A white towel barely covered part of her body, leaving most of her skin exposed to Ye Xiaofeng's view.

Upon seeing Mrs. Zhang's thigh smeared with blood, Ye Xiaofeng couldn't possibly admire her otherwise exquisite figure. He swiftly lifted her and rushed into the living room.

Once he had gently set Mrs. Zhang down on the couch, Ye Xiaofeng quickly fetched the first-aid kit.

"Xiaofeng, I've twisted my right ankle, and my thigh got scraped by a sharp edge of the tile. It's really painful," Mrs. Zhang murmured faintly.

Catching a glimpse of Mrs. Zhang's thigh, Ye Xiaofeng nearly had a nosebleed.

Underneath Mrs. Zhang's towel, there was nothing at all!