灵气崩坏：地球上最后一个修炼者

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Chen Yinuo was actually in high spirits today. Her older brother, Chen Qianxu, had traveled a great distance from Yunchuan to visit her. Together with Jiang Junlin, she had just settled her brother into the hotel and was about to head out for dinner when she encountered this scene. How extravagant! Four women for one man, all just eighteen years old, clad in black silk, white silk, flesh-colored silk, and fishnet stockings, their colorful lingerie neatly arranged.

Chen Yinuo gazed at Lin Feng with a blank expression, her heart aching slightly. She felt utterly foolish. After returning from Taihu Mountain last night, she had lain awake in bed, haunted by thoughts of Lin Feng, pondering whether his return was genuinely motivated by ulterior motives or if she had misjudged him. Was his return merely an attempt to make amends for abandoning her in the past? Despite the numerous calls from Lin Feng throughout the day, which she had ignored, she couldn't deny a flicker of happiness. Deep down, women are often driven by their emotions. Lin Feng was indeed the biological father of Xiao Lianlian. Even if she and Lin Feng never reunited, she couldn't deny the fatherly love Xiao Lianlian deserved. But now...

She realized she had been mistaken. How absurd! To have considered believing a scoundrel!

"Oh... isn't that Brother Lin? I didn't expect to run into you again so soon after last night!" Jiang Junlin, noticing the scene ahead, brightened and quickly approached with a grin.

Lin Feng cast a calm glance at Jiang Junlin but remained silent. His mind was occupied with one thought: he would strangle Wang Chong the moment he got back. If it weren't for that imbecile Wang Chong, the situation wouldn't have deteriorated so.

"Brother Lin, you certainly know how to indulge!" Jiang Junlin continued, "Last night, I gave you twenty million, and tonight you've already found four young models. They must have cost quite a sum, didn't they?"

Before Lin Feng could respond, the four alluring models took offense and defended Lin Feng, jeering, "Who are you to concern yourself with our affairs? What does it have to do with you?"

"How amusing! When did it become your place to judge?"

"What are you to us? We are women you can never possess!"

If it were any other time, Jiang Junlin would have been furious at such mockery and sought retribution. But now, he found the situation highly amusing. "Playing roles, are we? Brother Lin, I must say, I'm impressed! But I do think such activities should be reserved for the privacy of a room, rather than parading in the hotel corridor. Don't you think it's a bit unseemly?"

"Of course, it's just a suggestion! Brother Lin, enjoy your play wherever you like—bedroom, kitchen, living room sofa, balcony, or a small grove. It's all up to you!" Jiang Junlin smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Lin Feng, uninterested in further banter, shoved Jiang Junlin aside and moved in front of Chen Yinuo. Taking a deep breath, he said, "If I told you this is all a misunderstanding, would you believe me?"

Chen Yinuo remained silent, her gaze fixed on Lin Feng with a chilling calmness.

Lin Feng's expression grew complex. He hoped Yinuo would at least yell at him, accuse him of being a scoundrel, indicating there was still room for reconciliation. But her coldness was akin to viewing a stranger. Truly, nothing is more heartbreaking than a heart that has died.

"Whether you believe me or not, I must say this is indeed a misunderstanding!" Lin Feng continued earnestly, "I was called here by Wang Chong of the Qinglong Construction Group. He promised me a good thing, but I had no idea it involved four women. Had I known, I would never have come!"