Ye Feng and Zhang Kexin had been waiting in the living room for more than an hour. Grandpa Sun did not come out of his study either.

Originally, Grandma Liu had wanted to keep the two of them at home to eat, but seeing that the two of them were determined to leave, she did not continue to insist.

The girl was wearing a black skintight dress. Now that she was sitting in the driver's seat, the end of her dress naturally rose up a bit. The exposed skin was almost to the base of her thigh.

Zhang Kexin couldn't help but laugh. Every time she saw Ye Feng's shy appearance, she would always have an indescribable feeling.

Around five in the afternoon, the road was filled with traffic. Inside the car, Ye Feng's gaze seemed to have been fixated on Zhang Kexin, and from the corner of his eyes, Zhang Kexin was sizing him up, making the atmosphere slightly ambiguous.

"Sister Zhang, the Zhifeng that you speak of is …?" When he thought about the matter of the military branch family courtyard, Ye Feng once again thought about this name, Zhifeng, in his mind.

"Oh, he's the grandson of the Grandma Liu." Zhang Kexin said with a red face, feeling pleased in her heart.

Ye Feng could clearly hear the meaning behind his words, it had a hint of acetic acid in it.

"Then, the two of you …?" Ye Feng continued to ask.

When we were very young, our clans had arranged a marriage between a child and me. However, because the Grandpa Sun's family is in Pingchuan, and our family is in the capital, we had basically never met. When we grew up, both of us felt that it was inappropriate. Zhang Kexin explained.

"Oh …" Ye Feng sighed in relief.

After all this time, it turned out to be this sort of situation, causing him to have a false alarm.

So he hurriedly explained: "Um, Ye Feng, there really isn't anything between Sun Zhifeng and I, and we haven't seen each other much since we started memorizing things, which means that in the past two years, I have been in Pingchuan. I have frequently visited the Grandpa Sun, and we have only met a few times, but neither of us had that intention.

"Alright, I understand." Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh.

For some reason, after hearing Zhang Kexin's explanation, he was extremely excited.

After Zhang Kexin finished explaining, she realized that something wasn't right. She couldn't understand why she would be in such a hurry to explain her relationship with Sun Zhifeng after seeing Ye Feng's dejected look.

Did he really fall in love with this kid?

Thinking back to how Ye Feng had fainted and how he had waited in the hospital for an entire day, how he had been assaulted by a few thugs, how Ye Feng had helped him take advantage of the situation, Zhang Kexin felt that he truly seemed to be … …

Actually, in Zhang Kexin's heart, she had a very good impression of Ye Feng. She had lived in a large clan in the capital as a child, so it wouldn't be enough to describe her with the expression "countless people".

The look in Ye Feng's eyes when he looked at himself was one that Zhang Kexin rarely saw.

"Oh right, Ye Feng, with your massage technique, I wonder if it can cure my old leg's cold?" As he recalled the matter of Ye Feng nudging his feet naked in the office, Zhang Kexin seemed to have suddenly recalled something important, and fiercely turned his head to ask.

Zhang Kexin remembered very clearly that she had twisted her ankle until it was bare. According to normal circumstances, even if she went to the hospital to treat it, it would take at least a week for her to recover from all the pain and swelling that she applied. But Ye Feng had only used a simple massage, and would completely recover after she woke up.

It was almost unbelievable!

"It should be helpful. I remember that when I was young, there were a few old people in the village who had the cold in their old legs. At that time, I followed an old man who studied massage techniques and used this kind of massage to cure their cold in their old legs." Ye Feng said, he knew that the reason Zhang Kexin asked was definitely because the people who were related to her had a problem with her leg, and wanted him to help her take a look.

In fact, with the superpower in Ye Feng's eyes, the ability to change the functions of the body was not a problem at all. But of course, Ye Feng could not say such a thing.

The miraculous massage technique was undoubtedly the best explanation.

"Really? That's great! When we have time again, we can go to the capital. You can come with me." Zhang Kexin said excitedly.

The disease of the old legs usually only recurs during the autumn and winter. It was currently hot summer and he wasn't in a hurry.

"Alright, no problem, just let me know when you want to go Sister Zhang." Ye Feng replied.

For the sake of the beautiful female boss, Ye Feng would not refuse.

"Oh right, Ye Feng, do you feel that there's something weird with the way Grandma Liu is asking you today?" When he thought back to the villa and how Grandma Liu had asked about Ye Feng's family's situation, Zhang Kexin had a nagging feeling that there was something wrong.

"Is there? Why don't I feel it! " Ye Feng thought about it, there didn't seem to be anything amiss, if he insisted that there was a problem, it might be because of Zhang Kexin.

The Zhang family and Sun family were friends for generations. It was normal for the two elders to think of other issues when Zhang Kexin brought them there.

"Maybe I was overthinking it!" Zhang Kexin replied and no longer said anything else.

The time for the bank to close up was 6 in the afternoon. When they passed by a bank, Ye Feng called Zhang Kexin to come down.

He had the twenty million check with him, what if he lost it?

It was better to use this time to quickly save it!

Although it was close to the time for him to get off work, the bank was still packed with customers who came to manage business. After Ye Feng walked in, he couldn't help but frown when he saw the crowd waiting in line on the chairs with his number plate in his hands.

He roughly estimated that there were at least 30-40 people queuing up for their work. With so many people waiting there for their business, it would take about an hour for two windows to be opened, based on the three minutes per person.

VIP VIP business handling area...

Seeing a signboard hanging on the other side of the bank's counter, indicating that it was a VIP service, Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat and he walked over.

With 20 million in cash in his pocket, this amount of money should be enough to handle the VIP business in the VIP area.

"Sir, this is VIP area …" At the entrance of VIP area, a bank staff member stopped Ye Feng. His eyes were filled with disdain.

It couldn't be helped, because Ye Feng's outfit was too inconspicuous! No matter how you looked at it, it had nothing to do with VIP guests.

The bank's staff were in their early thirties or early thirties. They were fairly good-looking, and their bodies were also not bad. They were a little lacking the slim body of a girl, but they had the curvy body of a young woman, with a mature charm to them.

However, the moment he opened his mouth, the look of someone who despised poverty and loved wealth made him feel uncomfortable and even disgusted no matter how one looked at him.

"I know." Ye Feng nodded, avoided the staff member and continued walking inside.

The signboard had such a large number of words on it. It wasn't as if he couldn't read at all, so of course he knew that this was the VIP area.

"Sir, VIP business district …" This bank's staff member stood in front of Ye Feng and repeated what he had said.

"I said I know. There's such a big word written on it, but I can't read it!" After being stopped by the staff of the bank twice, Ye Feng was a little unhappy.

Could this kid really be a VIP?

After all, these days, there were many people who played the role of a pig to eat the tiger. Didn't they see some of the cleaners who drove their BMW cars onto the streets to clean up?

"Sir, can you show me your VIP Card?" The bank staff put his hands together in front of his abdomen and said with a smile and a respectful attitude.

From the slit on his collar, a curve could be vaguely seen …

"VIP Card? "No." Ye Feng replied casually.

At the moment, he didn't have any, but wasn't this something that he was planning to do in the past!?

"No, if you didn't, why would you enter the VIP area?" Ye Zichen hurried over to call the queue. The pig's nose is pierced with spring onions. When the staff of the bank heard that Ye Feng did not have a VIP Card, their anger immediately flared up and became even more disdainful.

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