Chapter 1769 You will have a bloody disaster today

"Wolfgang, or, I should call you brother-in-law. I have something to talk to you about." Ye Feng put away his smile.

He knew that Wolfgang was hostile to him, so he didn't bother to be friendly to Wolfgang.

"Asshole, what did you say? Who is your brother-in-law? I tell you, Ye Feng, there is no chance for you to be with my cousin."

When Wolfgang heard Ye Feng calling him brother-in-law, he was furious. He immediately stood up and pointed at Ye Feng. His young face was twisted into the shape of a devil because of anger.

Ye Feng leaned on the sofa in the tavern, looking up at Wolfgang like a bored spectator.

When Wolfgang saw Ye Feng's indifferent look, he became angry. Ye Feng's arrogant expression was wearing away his patience little by little.

Then Wolfgang remembered that his cousin also liked Ye Feng, and his expression became depressed.

"Aren't you afraid that my cousin will have a problem with you coming to this kind of place?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Do I need to ask your cousin where I'm going?"

"Of course, my cousin is so perfect."

Whenever Wolfgang mentioned Prince Anjou, his expression would unconsciously show a hint of admiration.

"Since you want to be her fiancé, you must take her feelings into consideration in everything you do."

"Your cousin won't mind." Ye Feng smiled confidently, "She listens to me now."

Wolfgang wanted to mock Ye Feng a few more times, but when he thought of Anjou Prince's previous attitude towards Ye Feng, he consciously shut up.

Anjou Prince is indeed on Ye Feng's side.

This is something he can't deny even if he wants to!
When Wolfgang thought of the look that Prince Anjou had given Ye Feng before, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and a strong emotion he had never experienced before rushed to his mind.

He clenched his hands into fists, his expression twisted, "All of you, get out of here!"

He said this to the female companion beside him.

"Master Wolfgang, we..."

The female companions were horrified; Master Wolfgang suddenly became so scary.

"Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Wolfgang almost growled as he spoke, the anger in his voice no longer hidden.

The female companions jumped up from the sofa like frightened rabbits and ran away from Wolfgang for their lives.

"It seems that you have realized the truth."

Ye Feng said slowly. Seeing Wolfgang losing his composure, he did not forget to finish him off and vent his feelings.

He didn't want to bully Wolfgang anymore. If the child was naughty, he could just give him a good lesson. He would feel embarrassed if he continued to do so.

Ye Feng ignored the silent Wolfgang and called the waiter.

"Please send me a bottle of 20-year-old Red Jazz after it's been decanted, and then put it on Wolfgang's account."

The waiter showed an embarrassed look. When Wolfgang heard Ye Feng's words, his heart, which had just calmed down, became active again. "Fuck you, Ye Feng, why do you want me to pay for your drinks!"

Ye Feng waved to the waiter to wait, and looked at Wolfgang with an expressionless face.

"I helped you win so much money before, and you didn't even buy me a bottle of wine. That's a bit unreasonable."

Wolfgang glared with wide eyes, looking annoyed.

"What's so great about a bottle of wine?"

"But what did you take? Red Jazz, that's the most expensive wine in the bar, 10 magnesium dollars a bottle, I rarely drink it."

Wolfgang was really distressed. A bottle of Red Jazz was equivalent to a quarter of his monthly pocket money. What's more, the wine was given to Ye Feng, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Ye Feng shrugged and said harmlessly, "You are a top young master in Fog City, you are very rich, you can't be so stingy."

The two of them argued word by word, and Ye Feng always had the upper hand.

The waiter on the side watched for three or four minutes and understood what was going on. Although the two were arguing fiercely, Young Master Wolfgang did not seem to be very dissatisfied. He just wanted to argue with Ye Feng.

The two were tired of arguing, so they leaned back on the sofa, facing each other and stopped talking.

Ye Feng waved to the waiter: "Bring the wine quickly, my throat is dry."

The waiter returned soon with a bottle of wine and a glass that was already eight-tenths full.

Ye Feng picked up the cup and took a few sips.

Wolfgang suddenly asked, "You said you wanted to see me today, what's the matter?"

The two had been arguing for so long, but Wolfgang still remembered that Ye Feng came to him for something.

Although the two of them knew each other, they were not actually very familiar with each other, so there was no way they could communicate with each other.

The only common topic between the two was Prince Anjou, but Ye Feng's target today was not here, which made Wolfgang a little curious.

Ye Feng thought for a moment and replied, "I know a little bit about Chinese fortune-telling, and I can tell that you will have a bloody disaster today."

Wolfgang raised his eyebrows: "You are sick, why are you telling me this?"

"I was fine all day, and you cursed me?"

Wolfgang was angry. He thought Ye Feng would tell him something important, but he ended up hearing "you are in danger of bloodshed". Who would feel good about that?

"Believe it or not, I just came here to tell you."

"Who would believe what you say?"

Wolfgang sneered. He just thought that Ye Feng came here just to have fun with him, and he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Ye Feng was not angry when he saw that Wolfgang no longer paid attention to him, because according to the development of the script, Wolfgang was the one who suffered in the end. He was reminding him now. Ye Feng thought he was already very good, and even if he told Wolfgang the truth, he would not believe it.

(End of this chapter)