My Sexy Female CEO

Zhao Ritian's scheme definitely hinged on him; without him, Zhao Ritian's trap would hardly succeed.

From this, it could also be inferred that Zhao Ritian probably hadn't enlisted the help of the Brotherhood; if members of the Brotherhood were present, Zhao Ritian wouldn't need to go through the trouble of inviting him to sit down for a meal.

"There's nothing wrong with the private room, so the problem must be with the food," Lin Yifan realized suddenly, understanding what trick Zhao Ritian was about to play.

Thus, he responded, "Then I respectfully comply, granting you this face."

"Thank you, Brother Lin. Just let loose and eat and drink to your heart's content later, I'll cover all the expenses," Zhao Ritian generously said.

"That's what you said, don't regret it later," Lin Yifan's lips curved slightly, a chilly smile appearing on his face.

Having never indulged in exotic delicacies all his life, he planned to take a good chunk out of Zhao Ritian, the wealthy man, later.

"I won't regret it," Zhao Ritian assured, patting his chest.

Watching the exceptionally joyful Zhao Ritian, An Qi and Zhou Jiajia felt baffled. Shouldn't they be full of anger upon seeing their enemy? Why would they invite him to sit down for a meal? Now, the only reason that could explain this phenomenon was Zhao Ritian's fear of Lin Yifan; fear could breed reverence.

After dragging Lin Yifan into the mix, Zhao Ritian approached the lobby manager, and while communicating with his eyes, he called out, "Serve the dishes."

"Alright!" Understanding Zhao Ritian's intention, the lobby manager retreated.

Sitting at the large round dining table, Zhao Ritian had a smile on his face from beginning to end, seeming very happy.

"Zhao Ritian must be sick, what's there to be happy about?" An Qi was speechless, not wanting to give Zhao Ritian even a glance.

At the dining table, only Lin Yifan understood Zhao Ritian's smile. Thus, Lin Yifan also greeted him with a smile, exchanging smiles with Zhao Ritian.

"Hehe!"

"Hehe!"

The two of them continued to laugh back and forth, giving off a weird vibe.

"Could it be that they have some kind of scheme?" An Qi wondered. She then kicked Lin Yifan beside her, and whispered, "Are you planning to harm me?"

"If I wanted to harm you, would I need to wait until now?" Lin Yifan responded with a cold laugh.

"Then what are you laughing at?" An Qi asked curiously.

"Guess?" Lin Yifan played mysterious.

"I wouldn't be asking you if I could guess," An Qi replied.

"You'll find out soon," Lin Yifan said, leaving her in suspense and creating a sense of mystery.

Seeing Lin Yifan whispering with his fiancée, her fiancé, feeling jealous, coughed a few times, hoping they would show some restraint.

"Cough, cough! Cough, cough!"

Hearing the cough, Lin Yifan and An Qi immediately separated, no longer whispering to each other.

Afterward, Lin Yifan resumed his smile, continuing to exchange smiles with Zhao Ritian.

At this moment, Zhao Ritian's smile carried an additional hint of hatred.

Not long after, the dishes were served.

Looking at the brightly colored, fragrant dishes that were appetizing, Lin Yifan was drooling. Without waiting for Zhao Ritian to say anything, he started to eat greedily, wolfing down the food.

Seeing Lin Yifan's disheveled appearance, Zhao Ritian not only didn't mind, but he also encouraged Lin Yifan to eat more, seemingly delighted.

"Um... reincarnated as a hungry ghost?" An Qi was at a loss for words.

The way Lin Yifan was eating was truly horrifying; she felt scared.

"Don't just stand there, let's all eat together," Zhao Ritian said.

If Lin Yifan fell first, that wouldn't be fun.

After that, he picked up his chopsticks, intending to serve food to An Qi and Zhou Jiajia; however, his kindness was rejected by the two beauties. In fact, this was a tactic of his, anticipating that the two sexy beauties would not accept the food he offered; thus, by this method, he could force the two beauties to eat.

Meanwhile, Lin Yifan ate obliviously, finishing one plate after another.

A few minutes later, he grabbed his chopsticks and exclaimed, "No more food! Bring more dishes quickly!"

Zhao Ritian broke into a sweat; he had ordered enough food for eight people, yet Lin Yifan alone was eating enough for five, which was a miscalculation.

However, since he had earlier assured more food, and because An Qi and Zhou Jiajia seemed to have an insufficient dose and had yet to faint, he had no choice but to order another batch of dishes.

"Manager Liu, keep the dishes coming!" Zhao Ritian exchanged a secretive glance with the banquet manager, conveying the message.

"Alright!" The banquet manager scurried off again.

Seeing the two men's sneaky expressions, Lin Yifan sneered in his heart, "Just wait and see what being dumbfounded is like."

A few minutes later, the second batch of dishes arrived, and Lin Yifan again indulged in a feast.

Seeing Lin Yifan's appetite, Zhao Ritian was truly sweating bullets; at this rate, he would soon be eaten out of house and home. At the same time, he was puzzled, "How can he eat so much? Even if he's strong, he should have fallen by now, right? Why hasn't he keeled over yet?"

However, just as he was at his wit's end, An Qi and Zhou Jiajia started to show signs of reaction.

An Qi and Zhou Jiajia were swaying left and right, dizzy, then they closed their eyes and fainted on the dining table.

Seeing An Qi and Zhou Jiajia collapse, Lin Yifan, who had been frantically eating and drinking, also immediately fell down; indeed, he fell without hesitation, unexpectedly so.

Looking at the three people who had collapsed, Zhao Ritian snorted coldly and then said with a smirk, "After enjoying for so long, it's my turn to 'enjoy'."

At that moment, the banquet manager pushed the door open and said, "Young Master Zhao, the room has been prepared for you, ready for use anytime."

"Don't rush, before enjoying the pleasures of the flesh, I want to loosen up my limbs and teach this blind fool a lesson," Zhao Ritian said as he rolled up his sleeves, his eyes filled with endless rage and hatred.

Now that Lin Yifan had fainted and was unconscious, he finally had the chance to avenge the past.

He walked straight to Lin Yifan's side, immediately lifted his foot, and then viciously kicked at Lin Yifan, showing no mercy.

Just when he thought Lin Yifan would fall from the chair to the ground, Lin Yifan's hand suddenly moved and then grabbed his foot.

"This..." Zhao Ritian looked at this scene in astonishment, finding it unbelievable; how could such a thing happen?

"Hum! Dumbfounded, aren't you?" Lin Yifan then opened his eyes and scoffed.

"How can you be fine? Impossible, the drug was very strong," Zhao Ritian couldn't accept this reality, as the blow was too great.

He had been so confident that he had succeeded, yet this twist had completely caught him off guard.

"Did you think your petty tricks could defeat me?" Lin Yifan scoffed.

He was a Cultivator with Cultivation Power, so the drugs had no effect on him.