Early in the morning, Chu Feifei woke up earlier than usual because she had to go to the company today. She had already applied for leave from school.
Nangong Qingcheng and Liu Shiyuan got up early with her. After the three ladies finished washing up, Jiang Feng was still busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, surprising the three of them.
They all lived in such a building; it wasn't top secret, but not many people knew about it. Who could be visiting so early in the morning?
Chu Feifei went over in confusion to open the door. A fresh and beautiful figure appeared before her eyes, giving her a slight shock.
"You... who are you?"
Chu Feifei didn't recognize the person, but judging by the other's looks and demeanor, she figured the person wasn't ordinary. Her beauty was completely on par with them, perhaps even superior in certain aspects.
"You're Miss Fei'er, right? Don't you recognize me? We met at your father's funeral," Feng Yueji said with a light smile.
Upon hearing this, Chu Feifei was shocked and incredulous, "You're President Feng???"
No wonder she didn't recognize her. Feng Yueji's previous image was always of a high and mighty empress, a CEO with a dignified aura, cold and lonely as snow!
But now, Feng Yueji had tied her hair into a ponytail, dressed in a youthful sleeveless sports vest paired with pure cotton super short sports shorts, and wore a pair of sneakers, fully showcasing her proud figure and a pair of lively and sensual long white legs, adding a sporty goddess flair.
At this moment, Nangong Qingcheng and Liu Shiyuan also came up from behind. They were equally shocked to see Feng Yueji. Was this the much-feared Wu Zetian of West City?
Yet standing in front of them now, she seemed like a friendly elder sister from next door, approachable and kind.
"Miss Shiyan, we meet again, and this must be Miss Qingcheng, right? Nice to meet you." Feng Yueji specifically glanced at Nangong Qingcheng and extended her hand with a smile.
With her status, finding out about Jiang Feng and Nangong Qingcheng's relationship wasn't difficult, but she never paid it much mind. After all, she wasn't an ordinary woman and was very open about such matters. In the martial arts world, those big figures usually had several wives and concubines around them, and she was used to it.
Nangong Qingcheng hurriedly reached out to shake Feng Yueji's hand, "Hello, President Feng, I've long admired you."
In Binhai, among the girls pursuing business and career, none could resist admiring Feng Yueji. After all, reaching the pinnacle of West City as a woman and being called Wu Zetian wasn't something anyone could achieve. To a certain extent, Feng Yueji was also Nangong Qingcheng's idol and someone she always aspired to catch up with.
"Miss Qingcheng is indeed beautiful; no wonder she is called Binhai's future number one. Yue Ji has met her today and she truly lives up to her name!" Feng Yueji joked.
Nangong Qingcheng was a bit embarrassed. In terms of looks, she and Feng Yueji were comparable, but being younger, she felt she lost in terms of aura, appearing quite naive.
But this was only temporary. Nangong Qingcheng believed that with her own efforts, she would one day become a woman like Feng Yueji, or even surpass her!
"President Feng, what brings you to our home? Are you here to see Uncle?" Chu Feifei, remembering last night's events, asked sensitively.
"Yes, it was Master Jiang who asked me to come. Is he at home?" Feng Yueji asked politely.
"Master Jiang..."
Using such an honorific already?
"Why did he ask you to come?" Chu Feifei asked puzzledly. Despite Feng Yueji's friendly demeanor, Chu Feifei couldn't help feeling a natural hostility.
"Master Jiang is my master now; I came specifically to learn from him," Feng Yueji said with a smile.
"Master???"
The three women were even more stunned. This was major news; Jiang Feng had actually taken Feng Yueji as his disciple? Why didn't he mention it last night?
If this got out, the whole of Binhai would be in an uproar!
"Then... please come in first. Uncle is making breakfast for us, I'll go get him for you." Chu Feifei was dizzy and immediately turned around to run to the kitchen.
Cooking?
Feng Yueji couldn't help feeling a bit envious. The three of them could have Jiang Feng make breakfast for them every day; it was indeed a blissful thing.
At this moment, Jiang Feng finished breakfast and came out. Seeing that Feng Yueji had already arrived, he served breakfast to the three ladies at the table and instructed them to finish eating before getting busy with their own activities. Then he prepared to take Feng Yueji out.
"Brother Jiang, aren't you eating?" Liu Shiyuan asked in surprise.
"No, I have to exercise with President Feng in a bit, you all go ahead and eat."
Jiang Feng took Feng Yueji out the door. Feng Yueji glanced at Jiang Feng intentionally, "Master Jiang, you're really good to those three."
"Ready? Start by running with me." Jiang Feng said calmly.
"Alright."
Right after, both Feng Yueji and Jiang Feng began to jog along. In the early morning, there weren't many people on the road. The air was relatively fresh, and Feng Yueji's eye-catching beauty instantly became the most striking sight, especially with her long, captivating white legs moving as she ran, drawing countless lingering glances.
After jogging for three blocks, Jiang Feng led Feng Yueji to a small park to guide her in warming up and practicing martial arts.
Feng Yueji, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, and possessed master-level middle-stage strength, was by no means a novice. But after an intense warm-up session with Jiang Feng, she was left panting, finally understanding why Jiang Feng reminded her to be prepared for hardship, and this was only the beginning.
"President Feng, there's no one else here now. Attack me and let me see what your true strength is," Jiang Feng said expressionlessly.
"Master Jiang, you might as well call me Yue Ji directly; being called President Feng sounds strange, and I'm your disciple," Feng Yueji replied with a smile.
"Alright, Yue Ji, use your strongest move on me, and don't hold back," Jiang Feng said indifferently.
"Yes!" Feng Yueji nodded and began channeling her inner strength. Her demeanor abruptly changed, her friendly smile vanished, replaced by a sharp intensity.
The next moment, Feng Yueji raised her right hand, her fist rocketing towards Jiang Feng's head like a cannonball.
The punch was fast, accurate, and ruthless!
The force of her punch sliced through the air, producing a hissing sound. Astonishingly, the fist power carried a type of spiral energy. If an ordinary person were hit by this punch, their bones would likely shatter!
Jiang Feng observed this, nodding slightly. Feng Yueji's martial arts talent was indeed impressive. No wonder the Tianyin Sect Leader had high hopes for her. Now, this perfect uncut jade was his to sculpt.
Jiang Feng did not dodge. With a slight tilt of his head, he evaded Feng Yueji's fierce punch.
"Hmm?" Although Feng Yueji already knew there was a huge gap between her and Jiang Feng, akin to a vast chasm, seeing Jiang Feng effortlessly evade her punch was still quite shocking!
Even though she held Jiang Feng in high regard, Feng Yueji couldn't accept not being able to land a single move on him—it was a matter of pride. Getting serious, Feng Yueji declared, "Master Jiang, be careful; Yue Ji will give it her all now!"
"Come on!" Jiang Feng remained calm, waiting for Feng Yueji's full-force assault!