Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

"It's really nothing big, just that he wants me to marry his daughter," Zhu Bufan replied nonchalantly.

"What... He wants you to marry his daughter." Wen Yiyang's eyes whirled around, his face showing an expression of deep distress.

Then came the sound of Wen Yiyang's complaints:

"O heavens! O earth! Why doesn't such a good thing fall on me! Why does it have to be the junior brother? That's so unfair, oh! My poor dear mother..."

Zhu Bufan was covered with a wave of metaphorical dark lines on his face. Really, Wen Yiyang, do I have a grudge against you? You're so envious of me; shouldn't you, as my senior brother, be congratulating me?

Damn! This Wen Yiyang is just unbearable, muttering nonstop.

"I've already met his daughter, and she looks like a fairy. That figure, that face, simply unparalleled!" Seeing Wen Yiyang like this, Zhu Bufan decided to tease him mercilessly. Who asked his senior brother to not act like one?

"What?" Wen Yiyang really fell for it; his eyes widened as he looked at Zhu Bufan, "Junior brother, are you serious?"

"Of course, it's true. Ah! That woman, just one glance is unforgettable! Makes one want that, you know. Hehe." Zhu Bufan made a wistful face.

"It's infuriating, you looking so scruffy, and I'm so handsome, yet she fancies you. Is it because Heaven thinks I'm too handsome and wants to punish me? You unjust Heaven, you are too inhumane, clearly jealous of my good looks," Wen Yiyang said in a tone full of self-pity, cursing the so-called heavens shamelessly.

Zhu Bufan chuckled inwardly, finding this Wen Yiyang really to be quite a character.

Actually, Zhu Bufan knew that Wen Yiyang was a bit simple-minded, but he hadn't expected him to be this much so, and now even Zhu Bufan felt a bit embarrassed to keep teasing his senior brother.

Zhou Xin seemed to have already gotten used to Wen Yiyang's simplicity and ignored his shouting. He then directly said to Zhu Bufan:

"Junior brother, even though the Boxer asked me to pass on the message, and you must follow that person's requests, you should think it over carefully. I always feel there's more to this than meets the eye."

"Got it, eldest senior brother," Zhu Bufan replied.

Honestly, Zhou Xin, the eldest senior brother, is really not bad, always making Zhu Bufan feel cared for like by a real elder brother.

Zhou Xin had more to say, but Wen Yiyang immediately cut in:

"I'm saying, if our junior brother is getting married, and to a beautiful wife at that, we should wholeheartedly congratulate him. The way you talk, it's as if this wife is a big pitfall, just waiting for our junior brother to jump in. What are you thinking, eldest senior brother? Tell me, are you jealous? Are you envious? If you're really jealous, just let me know, and later on, I'll pass one of mine to you, would that satisfy you?"

Hearing this, Zhou Xin's face was covered with metaphorical black lines, he looked at Wen Yiyang speechlessly.

But Wen Yiyang, as if he hadn't seen it, continued:

"Am I wrong? I think I'm quite right, oh dear..."

With that, Wen Yiyang let out a loud exclamation.

Zhu Bufan and Zhou Xin were both startled.

"Junior brother, don't you already have a girlfriend?"

Zhu Bufan looked puzzled at Wen Yiyang, and Zhou Xin also threw a questioning look.

"Eldest senior brother, did you forget the time we moved into this hotel and helped our junior brother fight? Wasn't that fight all about junior brother's girlfriend?" Wen Yiyang shouted.

Zhou Xin seemed to suddenly remember, and then he looked at Zhu Bufan.

"Junior brother, it's not good to have a foot in two boats, you know? Now that you've agreed to marry a girl, why not introduce the one from the hotel to your senior brother? Don't worry, I promise to take good care of her," Wen Yiyang said, patting his chest.

He very much seemed ready to sacrifice himself for Zhu Bufan.

Zhu Bufan's forehead was full of metaphorical black lines.

"Cough cough, that woman, she's not my girlfriend. There was some misunderstanding between that woman and me, so... Ah, I just remembered I might have forgotten to turn off the faucet in my room, gotta go back and shut it off right away."

Zhu Bufan said as he made a quick getaway from the place.

"Junior Brother, don't go! Let's talk this over, introduce me to her, will ya!" Wen Yiyang's bellow came from behind, nearly toppling Zhu Bufan at the doorway.

...

The next day arrived as expected.

Zhu Bufan was still immersed in the beautiful dreams of spring when a relentless series of doorbell rings jolted him awake. Annoyed, he went up barefoot, donning only his underwear, and flung the door open.

Standing at the doorway was a woman, wearing a red, low-cut dress, tall and with her hair up, her round face looking quite cute.

The massive weapons on her chest looked like they could burst out of that red dress at any moment.

Zhu Bufan's groggy eyes suddenly lit up.

Damn, that's definitely an E-cup, no, more like an F-cup.

After rubbing his eyes, Zhu Bufan roared in his heart: "This has to be a huge slice of luck, a fortune indeed!"

Morning wood was an understatement, especially since Zhu Bufan had just had that kind of dream, now seeing this irresistibly attractive bosom.

In an instant, drool started dripping from the corners of his mouth.

The woman glanced at Zhu Bufan.

Barefoot, wearing only big undies, hair disheveled, eyes lecherous, drooling from the mouth—disdain and disgust flashed swiftly across her face.

"I thought the guy Miss Mi was marrying would be a tall, rich, and handsome man, but it turns out to be such a colorless loser."

She wondered if Zhu Bufan lived here because Miss Mi was covering his rent.

This woman was Mi Cai's secretary.

Originally, Mi Tao asked Mi Li to pick up Zhu Bufan, but Mi Li, knowing that Zhu Bufan was going to marry Mi Cai, felt an uncomfortable twinge in her heart; why, she didn't know, so she just had Mi Cai's secretary take over the task.

"Mr. Zhu, Manager Mi asked me to pick you up and take you to Emperor Hotel," You Yuanyuan said with a smile.

You Yuanyuan felt uncomfortable as Zhu Bufan kept staring and scanning her bosom, thinking, how could the boss fall for such a lecherous loser! She immediately felt that Mi Cai deserved way better.

But she already knew that this despicable man before her was soon to be her boss Mrs. Mi's husband. Despite her discomfort, she couldn't help but force another smile and called out to Zhu Bufan again:

"Mr. Zhu..."

"Ah... Oh, what is it?" Zhu Bufan snapped back to reality, looking quite embarrassed as he spoke.

"It's like this, Manager Mi asked me to bring you to the Emperor Hotel. Please, Mr. Zhu, take a moment to tidy up, then I'll take you there," You Yuanyuan said.

"Sure, wait for me a few minutes!" Zhu Bufan replied.

As he turned around, Zhu Bufan took another hard look at You Yuanyuan's chest. It was too captivating not to look at; it's a waste not to.

However, Zhu Bufan still felt some regret; why couldn't he have x-ray vision? Imagine how great that would be! An F-cup, I've never seen one before!

"Hmph! This loser, which ancestor's grave did he burn incense at to catch our President Mi's eye?" Contempt and disgust filled You Yuanyuan's eyes.

A playful smirk appeared at the corner of Zhu Bufan's mouth: Looking down on me? Girl, you'll see how amazing I am in a bit!