The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Could it be that there's something going on between Jiang Ran and Wang Feiyan... cough cough cough? Otherwise, why would the Wang family suddenly change their attitude towards their youngest son, turning him from a business prodigy into a bar-hopping playboy?

When Jiang Ran heard this rumor, she rolled her eyes in disgust, while Wang Feiyan was laughing loudly, pounding the table in Jiang Ran's house.

However, Wang Feiyan's smile quickly faded.

Because later, some idiots actually believed this rumor, and after failing to get a pretty little girl to sit next to Jiang Ran and Wang Feiyan, they had the brain fart to try to put a little boy next to them...

It was only after Wang Feiyan directly confronted the person with a forced smile and dealt with him that everyone else was deterred from harboring any ulterior motives.

Thinking of this, Wang Feiyan lazily curled the corners of his lips and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, feeling rather bored.

He didn't accept the cigarette because he wanted to smoke it; it was just that Jacken offered it to him, and since Wang Feiyan refused, Jacken probably wouldn't smoke it either.

He looks like a heavy smoker, but today Jacken has been very thorough in his actions, so there's no need for him to smoke. Anyway, the smoke will dissipate in the wind outside.

But as luck would have it, Wang Feiyan looked at the figure not far away and suddenly stood up straight.

"Young Master Wang?"

Jacken was a little confused. Following Wang Feiyan's gaze, he saw a pair of blurry figures on the street not far away.

One is tall and the other short, holding hands; they appear to be a couple.

Just as Jack was about to ask what was wrong, he saw Wang Feiyan's expression turn indifferent. He immediately smacked his lips, took a drag of his cigarette, and wisely kept quiet.

"You can go back now," Wang Feiyan said calmly. "Brother He, thank you for your help today."

Jacken He was hardly worthy of being called "brother" by Young Master Wang. He was just giving him face, but Jacken didn't dare to acknowledge it. He just waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Oh, Young Master Wang, you flatter me."

He didn't say anything more. When Wang Feiyan told him to leave, he simply took the ashtray back into the car and said, "Well, Mr. Wang, I'll be going now. Contact me if you need anything."

Jack drove away, and in the rearview mirror he could see Wang Feiyan standing quietly in place, staring straight at the blurry figures.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Wang Lei said that Wang Feiyan usually had a very good personality, but when he turned cold, he was really scary!

If anyone else from the Beijing circle were here, they would have told Jack. Wang Feiyan's silent, indifferent demeanor was almost identical to his older brother's.

That's why we call them brothers. Don't let Wang Feiyan's usual carefree attitude fool you; they're actually the same at heart.

Jack drove, looking completely bewildered.

So, what exactly happened to Young Master Wang?

……

what happened?

Because Wang Feiyan could see the two figures clearly.

It wasn't exactly close, but Wang Feiyan was absolutely certain that he hadn't misjudged the situation.

He couldn't recognize the man, but Wang Feiyan was 100% certain that the shorter figure was Tang Tang.

They were even holding hands.

Wang Feiyan almost laughed out of anger.

Where did this random guy come from, always popping up to annoy people whenever he can?

He gritted his teeth, stared at the two figures, and slowly took out a box of candy from his coat pocket, poured out a piece, and popped it into his mouth.

Mint flavor.

Tangtang doesn't like the smell of smoke.

Even though he didn't smoke, shouldn't kissing make your lips smell sweet?

This is an essential quality for lovers.

At this moment, Wang Feiyan's mind was frighteningly clear. He intuitively felt that the man next to Tang Tang was definitely very unhappy. So Wang Feiyan didn't wait and took a step towards Tang Tang.

Meanwhile, Tang Tang...

She was still wearing the evening gown she wore to the banquet, but fortunately the dress wasn't too long, only reaching her knees, so it didn't hinder her walking.

She was wearing a wool shawl and a coat that Fenglan had given her. It wasn't too cold when she wasn't concerned about her appearance.

The high heels on Tang Tang's feet were being held by Feng Lan, while Tang Tang was wearing a pair of flat shoes.

She and Fenglan held hands, and Fenglan's free hand carried Tang Tang's high heels. The red lambskin soles of the shoes were very alluring and ambiguous in the night.

"Would you like to come to my place?"

Fenglan has assets in London... Although his relationship with his family is currently very tense, it hasn't reached the point of severing ties.

Upon hearing this, Tang Tang seemed to remember something and turned to look at Feng Lan, asking, "Why did you go back to London?"

You know, Fenglan's grandparents are currently in England... although not in London, but not far away.

She chuckled, "Aren't you afraid of getting knocked unconscious and arrested again?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Lan's expression remained calm. "My grandmother told me that my grandfather fainted a few days ago and was taken to the hospital."

Tang Tang frowned slightly. "You didn't come back to visit your grandfather, did you?"

A lamb entering a tiger's den?

Feng Lan smiled helplessly upon hearing this, "How could that be? I'm not stupid."

At first, he was indeed very worried... Even knowing the truth, Fenglan could not deny that he had grown up with his grandparents since he was a child.

But Fenglan did not forget his mother's words.

His mother didn't love him, but when he left the Netherlands, she still gave Fenglan a cold warning.

"Don't believe anything your grandfather says."

"He has now become a complete devil."

Fenglan remembered.

Because he wanted to live, not only for himself, but also for his muse.

Feng Lan shook Tang Tang's hand and said, "I've come back to collect some of my father's belongings."

After taking everything, Fenglan decided to sell the property in the English district and would never return to the English district.

Unexpectedly, fate brought them together again, and they met Tang Tang by chance.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans besides Fenglan.

He spoke to Tang Tang with a smile on his face until he noticed Wang Feiyan walking slowly over.

Feng Lan's smile gradually faded. He tightened his grip on Tang Tang's hand slightly, then asked in a low voice with an ambiguous meaning, "Muse, is that person in front of you also someone you know?"

Tang Tang naturally saw Wang Feiyan as well... There was a hint of helplessness on her face; she really hadn't expected such a coincidence.

However, Tang Tang was never one to engage in internal strife. Holding Feng Lan's hand, she had no intention of letting go and simply nodded, saying, "Yes, when the plane crashed and we were taken hostage, he and I stayed in Saudi Arabia for a few days."

“Others who came to Saudi Arabia at that time had all met him,” Tang Tang recalled the scene and still felt both amused and exasperated, but she still said, “You were in the UK at that time and didn’t come, so you didn’t meet him either.”

Fenglan was originally going to Saudi Arabia, but Tangtang was having a headache because of a large group of men and then met Cedric, so she simply forbade Fenglan from going.

At that time, Fenglan's grandfather was hospitalized, so Fenglan had to stay in the Ying District.

“But I saw him on the cruise ship,” Feng Lan said, her expression not very friendly as she recognized Wang Feiyan’s face. “Oh, he’s the one from the Wang family.”