Chapter 058: The Beautiful Lady Ling

Chapter 058: A Beauty Named Meiling

"Ah!" The young woman had never expected Ye Feng to touch her delicate hand, and a wave of tingling sensation made her cry out involuntarily. This scoundrel! She had kindly handed him a tissue, and he took the opportunity to take advantage of her, touching her slender, jade-like fingers.

"What’s wrong, miss?" Ye Feng asked with a smile. The beauty before him seemed ever more radiant with each glance, especially the vibrant energy she exuded now, which Ye Feng found very appealing. From his brief examination just moments ago, he could also confidently say one thing: her slender, jade-like hands were astonishingly soft and smooth.

"N-nothing." Hmph, this rascal, feigning ignorance—did he really expect her to tell everyone he’d touched her hand? Yet, in her heart, the young woman found herself feeling differently toward Ye Feng. This man was simply too charming: sharp features, striking eyebrows and eyes, the more she looked, the more pleasing he appeared. And his physique was nothing short of remarkable.

As a middle-aged woman approached, Ye Feng hurried to greet her, accompanied by a crowd gathering around. "Thank you, sir! May I ask your name? We’d like to properly repay you in the future. Sakura, aren’t you going to thank your big brother for saving you?" the woman urged her daughter.

"Thank you, big brother! I’ll give you candy later!" Sakura’s childish voice rang out, making Ye Feng smile. This little girl was simply adorable, and her voice was especially comforting. "Haha, no thanks needed. It was only right for me to help you."

"Really, madam, you needn’t trouble yourself over such a small matter—it was nothing but a simple gesture. Just remember to keep a closer eye on the children in the future," Ye Feng said with a gentle smile. The middle-aged woman nodded repeatedly in agreement, and Ye Feng spoke for quite some time before finally extricating himself from the crowd.

Ye Feng had no idea that his actions would soon be featured on the local news: an anonymous hero, handsome and dashing, dubbed "the Diving Brother." Someone had even captured the moment he dove into the water, and viewers were struck by how strikingly good-looking he was—no less impressive than the national diving athletes.

Having finally escaped the crowd, Ye Feng noticed the beautiful young woman still waiting nearby. He walked over to thank her, and of course, now he wanted to learn her name as well. "You’re still here? Where are you headed?"

"Hehe, I’m going to class soon. I was waiting for our hero to come out! By the way, how did you revive that little girl just now? Your method seemed different from what I know," she asked, her large, luminous eyes fixed on Ye Feng, making him feel a bit embarrassed.

"Haha, it’s more or less the same—just forcing the water out. And thank you again for the tissue. By the way, what’s your name? I never got the chance to ask," Ye Feng said, realizing he was only looking for a suitable reason to bring it up.

"Oh, I’m Wang Meiling, a student at Qing Province University. And you?" Wang Meiling looked up at him with her big, bright eyes.

"I’m Ye Feng. Very pleased to meet you!" Ye Feng replied, extending his hand for a courteous handshake. Yet he let his fingers glide gently across the back of her hand, causing Meiling’s cheeks to flush with embarrassment.

"Mm, Ye Feng, I’ll remember you. I have to get to class now, goodbye!" Ye Feng nodded, saying he needed to get back and clean up as well, and the two parted ways.

As Ye Feng’s figure receded into the distance, Wang Meiling lingered, lost in thought. Ye Feng—a pleasant name. I’ll remember it. She giggled to herself, though Ye Feng was entirely unaware. Once he had disappeared from view, Meiling took her phone from her handbag and made a call.

Back at the Chenlong Club, Ma Long came out and was startled by Ye Feng’s appearance. "Brother Feng, what happened to you?" He wondered if Ye Feng had gotten into a fight, though with his skills, even if he did, it would be the other party who suffered—Ye Feng would never lose.

"It’s nothing. I just rescued a little girl who fell into the water, so I got soaked. Came back to shower and change." Naturally, Ye Feng had no intention of mentioning his encounter with the beautiful, pure young woman.

"Wow, Brother Feng, that’s impressive! Were there lots of reporters there snapping photos?" Ma Long recalled seeing such scenes on TV—heroes showered with praise, cameras flashing relentlessly. It all seemed so wonderful.

"No, not at all. Look at you, daydreaming. I’m off to shower!" With that, Ye Feng went to the bathroom, took a cool shower, changed into clean clothes, and then discussed reopening the club with Ma Long and the others. Ye Feng felt everyone had improved over the recent period, so it was time to reopen and start earning money.

Ma Long agreed with Ye Feng’s reasoning. After all, everyone had grown during this break, and keeping the club closed any longer would be risky—so many brothers depended on it for their livelihoods.

After a group lunch, Ye Feng received a call from Huang Wei: Huang Shan would be home that afternoon, and Ye Feng could visit her. He readily agreed, but remembered he hadn’t given Huang Shan a gift last time, and wondered what would be suitable now.

With no better idea, Ye Feng wandered through the mall and finally settled on a pair of high heels. He believed that, worn on Huang Shan’s beautiful feet, they would look stunning. He asked the saleslady to bring them over; she immediately recognized him as a generous customer and enthusiastically introduced the shoes.

"Yes, I’ll take these," Ye Feng decided after hearing her pitch, but soon realized a serious problem—he didn’t know Huang Shan’s shoe size. Oh dear, what should he do?

"Miss, I… I don’t know her size," Ye Feng admitted awkwardly. The saleslady smiled sweetly, "It’s all right, sir. Just tell me roughly what your girlfriend’s feet are like, and I’ll help you figure it out—I’m quite accurate."

"Let me think…" Ye Feng pondered, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Not far away, a display model’s foot looked about the same size as Huang Shan’s. "About like that one," he said.

The saleswoman glanced over—those were modeled after perfect feet! Did this gentleman’s girlfriend really have such beautiful feet? But when she looked closely at Ye Feng’s handsome face, she believed he wasn’t lying.

Ye Feng paid for the shoes, picked them up, then called Huang Shan to ask where she was. She told him she’d be home soon, and Ye Feng said he’d be right over.