Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 638: The Tough Girl Becomes a Disciple

By now, plenty of early students had already arrived at school. They couldnʼt help but stare in amazement as a drop-dead gorgeous, angelic girl at the school gate was relentlessly kicking a big guy—right in the face. The spectacle was so bizarre that the crowd watching kept growing.

Song Ci couldnʼt care less whether anyone was watching. Still fuming with rage, she kept delivering kick after kick, pummeling the cocky Song Renhui—who fancied himself the future head of the family—until he was screaming like a butchered pig.

Although Song Renzong had always been one to avoid violence, watching his little sister take a swing was oddly satisfying. And now that there was no holding back, he didnʼt see any reason to worry about Song Renhui anymore—especially since heʼd felt the urge to join in with a few kicks himself just a minute ago.

Still, even while venting his anger, Song Renzong was concerned about dragging Ye Fei into trouble. ”Ah Fei,” he asked, ”this isnʼt gonna get you into any mess, is it?”

”Trouble? What trouble could there be?” Ye Fei sneered dismissively.

Song Renzong continued, ”Song Renhui might come off all cocky, but he can be pretty sneaky sometimes. Iʼm worried that once he gets back, heʼll use his connections to put pressure on you.”

”Iʼm looking forward to that,” Ye Fei replied coolly. ”Then Iʼll have an excuse to clear this obstacle for you. Besides, the future of the Song family is better off in your hands anyway.”

Song Renzongʼs heart skipped a beat. Heʼd seen Song Renhuiʼs attitude toward Ye Fei earlier, and being less carefree than Song Ci, he sensed something serious was going on. He didnʼt think Ye Fei was all talk. Deep down, he felt not only gratitude but also a twinge of awe for this kid, who was even a year younger than him.

”I heard from your sister that this guy even keeps putting down your friends. Whatʼs his deal?” Song Renzong asked.

Ye Fei couldnʼt help but let out a bitter chuckle. Finding a genuine friend was tougher than heʼd imagined. But as long as they werenʼt enemies, he figured it was fine. He did admire the guy a bit, though people from such prestigious families rarely forge true friendships.

When it came to Song Xuan, heʼd done pretty well, so for her sake, heʼd be willing to help Song Renzong—if only as a mutual arrangement. After all, the kid wouldnʼt dare do anything that could hurt him.

What Song Renzong didnʼt know was that his lifelong habit of cautiousness—a trait heʼd always prided himself on—had cost him the one chance to truly connect with Ye Fei. As a result, despite his future glory, heʼd never have a real friend in his life.

Song Renzong sighed bitterly. ”Heʼs trying to stifle our progress. He wants to control all the family resources—and he wonʼt even let us, his brothers, tap into his network.”

Ye Fei was almost speechless. Calling Song Renhui ”brain-dead” didnʼt even begin to cover it. A familyʼs progress isnʼt built on the might of one man unless that man is as insanely powerful as Ye Fei himself—and Song Renhui was far from that. Otherwise, he wouldnʼt be getting his face bashed by Song Ci—a girl who wasnʼt even skilled in martial arts.

Just then, Song Ci returned. The beaten-up Song Renhui on the ground looked like a total mess, probably why she had lost interest in continuing the beating.

Reaching Ye Feiʼs side, Song Ci shrugged and declared, ”Alright, thatʼs enough!”

Ye Fei nodded at her, snapped his fingers to lift the control spell on Song Renhui, and said coolly, ”I donʼt ever want to see you around Wanghai again. And tell those Zhang family types that since Song Xuan is here, sheʼs one of us. I donʼt want anyone else messing with her!”

Song Renhui slowly got to his feet without a word, not even caring about his four henchmen as he drove off. But in his heart, he had already grown to despise Ye Fei and the Song siblings.

As for Ye Fei, he was untouchable—someone even his grandpa wouldnʼt dare mess with. But Song Renzong and Song Ci were in a different league. Song Renhui planned to go back and tattle to his grandpa, claiming that they had teamed up with outsiders to bully the family heir.

None of the three cared what Song Renhui was scheming. Ye Fei didnʼt give a damn, and the siblings were resigned anyway—after all, their family only respected that playboy, leaving them with no real clout, so they might as well let him rant.

As Ye Fei waved goodbye and prepared to leave, Song Ci suddenly grabbed his arm, her voice soft and unexpectedly gentle: ”Ye Fei, will you accept me?” Her usually rebellious, big eyes shone with a pleading charm.

Ye Fei shivered inwardly. Could it be that this girl had fallen for him after seeing him in action? If that were the case... it wouldnʼt be too bad. Sure, she might be a bit tough, but she was undeniably stunning—look at that innocent face, and then thereʼs her... well, her figure wasnʼt exactly impressive. But no matter. With a little work, sheʼd come into her own, and with that wild streak, sheʼd be an unbeatable partner in the bedroom.

Lost in his hype, Ye Fei grinned and said, ”Alright, Iʼll do it.”

”Really?” Song Ci beamed with joy, immediately bowing to him and exclaiming, ”Song Ci pays respects to her master!”

”Huh? You want to become my disciple?” Ye Fei was instantly frozen, his face turning a bit red—damn, heʼd been way too full of himself!

”Yeah, what did you think?” Song Ci replied, not overthinking it as she hugged his arm tightly. ”You promised, so no backing out!”

Even though her gesture was pretty suggestive—and she was a one-in-a-million beauty—her barely noticeable perky chest didnʼt exactly catch Ye Feiʼs interest. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he said, ”But I donʼt have much to teach you anyway.”

”Who said I donʼt? The way you sent those guys flying, and that move that nearly left Song Renhui flat on his back—wow, that was awesome!” Song Ciʼs big eyes sparkled with admiration as she practically cooed at him.

”Oh, so itʼs all about martial arts, huh?” Ye Fei said, finally catching on. ”Your brother can do that too. Why donʼt you have him teach you?”

”Please, with his half-assed skills, damn it…” Song Ci started to complain, but then she quickly glanced at Ye Fei. Seeing he wasnʼt bothered, she rephrased, ”Iʼm just not interested in learning anyway.”