Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

"Wolfgang, or, I should be called brother-in-law. I have something to do with you." Ye Feng put away his smile.

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

"Bastard, what are you talking about, who is your brother-in-law, I tell you Ye Feng, there is absolutely no possibility between you and my cousin."

When Wolfgang heard Ye Feng call him brother-in-law, he was furious. He immediately stood up and pointed at Ye Feng. His young face was distorted into the shape of an evil spirit because of anger.

Leaning on the sofa in the tavern, Ye Feng raised his eyes and looked at Wolfgang, like a bored spectator.

Seeing Ye Feng's indifferent attitude, Wolfgang felt angry in his stomach, and Ye Feng's stinky expression was wearing down his patience little by little.

Then Wolfgang remembered that his cousin also liked Ye Feng, and couldn't help feeling depressed.

"Aren't you afraid that my cousin will have opinions on you when you come to this kind of place?"

Ye Feng smiled, "Where am I going, do I still need to ask your cousin?"

"Of course, my cousin is so perfect."

When Wolfgang mentioned Anjou Prince, his expression would unconsciously show a little admiration.

"Since you want to be her fiance, you must take care of her feelings in everything you do."

"Your cousin won't mind." Ye Feng smiled confidently, "Now she obeys me."

Wolfgang still wanted to mock Ye Feng, but he thought of Anjou Prince's attitude towards Ye Feng before, so he consciously shut up.

Anru Prince is indeed very fond of Ye Feng.

This kind of thing, even if he wants to admit it, he can't do it!

Thinking of the way Anjou Prince looked at Ye Feng before, Wolfgang suddenly felt uncomfortable, and an unprecedented strong emotion rushed to his forehead.

He clenched his hands tightly into fists, his expression twisted, "You guys, go away!"

This was said to the female companion beside him.

"Master Wolfgang, we..."

The female companions were horrified, and Master Wolfgang suddenly became very scary.

"Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Wolfgang said it almost in a low growl, the anger in his tone could no longer be hidden.

Like frightened rabbits, the female companions jumped up from the sofa and ran away from Wolfgang as if fleeing for their lives.

"It seems that you have realized the truth."

Ye Feng said slowly, seeing Wolfgang losing his composure, he didn't forget to make up the knife to express his mood.

He didn't want to bully Wolfgang anymore. If the child is not good, he just needs to be taught a lesson. If there is more, he will be embarrassed.

Ye Feng ignored the silent Wolfgang and called the waiter.

"Please bring a bottle of 20-year-old Red Jazz, and send it over after the sobering up is complete, and then charge the wine to Wolfgang's account."

The waiter showed an embarrassed look, and Wolfgang's heart, which had just calmed down, became active again when he heard Ye Feng's words.

"I'll **** you, Ye Feng, you want me to pay for drinking, why!"

Ye Feng waved to the waiter to wait, and turned towards Wolfgang expressionlessly.

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

Wolfgang stared angrily with round eyes, looking sullen.

"What's wrong with a bottle of wine?"

"But what did you get? Red Jazz, that's the most expensive wine in the tavern. A bottle of wine costs 100,000 US dollars, and I rarely drink it."

Wolfgang was really distressed, a bottle of Red Jazz was equivalent to a quarter of his monthly pocket money, and this wine was still offered to Ye Feng, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Ye Feng shrugged, and said harmlessly: "You are the top young master in Wudu, with a lot of money, you shouldn't be so stingy."

The two quarreled word by word, and Ye Feng had the upper hand every time.

The waiter at the side watched it for three or four minutes and understood. Although the two had a fierce quarrel, Master Wolfgang didn't seem too dissatisfied, he just wanted to argue with Ye Feng.

The two were tired from arguing, leaned on the sofa, and stopped talking face to face.

Ye Feng waved at the waiter: "Hurry up and serve the wine, my throat is dry."

The waiter returned quickly with a bottle of wine and glasses eighty full.

Ye Feng picked up the cup and took a few sips

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

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

It's just that although the two are considered acquainted, they are not familiar with each other, and there is no communication between them.

The only topic they had in common was Anjou Prince, but Ye Feng's goal today was not here, which made Wolfgang a little curious.

Ye Feng thought for a while and replied: "I know a little fortune-telling in Huaguo, and I can see that you will have a **** disaster today."

Wolfgang raised his eyebrows: "You are sick, just tell me this."

"I've been doing fine all day, and you **** cursed me?"

Wolfgang was angry. He thought that Ye Feng would tell him something important, but in the end, he said that you have a **** disaster, who would feel comfortable.

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

"Who will believe what you say?"

Wolfgang sneered, he just thought that Ye Feng came here just to have fun with him, and he didn't even bother to talk to him.

Seeing that Wolfgang no longer paid attention to him, Ye Feng was not angry, because according to the development of the script, it was Wolfgang who suffered in the end. Now he reminded him that Ye Feng thought he was already very good, and told him the truth about Wolfgang. Nor would I believe it.