Chapter 0034: For This Benefit, I Did It – Fifth Update!

"Damn it, overtake that car!" The man in the Mercedes was furious. How could a small Audi A4 dare to challenge them?

Yet no matter how the Mercedes driver tried to maneuver, he couldn’t surpass the Audi A4.

"Are you insane...?" Ouyang Xue, watching as Zhang Xiaofan took command of the steering wheel, grew a little frightened. She didn’t even notice that his arm was pressing against her softness.

"Teacher, I’m standing up for you. How dare they flirt with my teacher? I can’t let them get away with it," Zhang Xiaofan said.

Ouyang Xue rolled her eyes inwardly, thinking, If only you’d behave yourself...

All the way, the Mercedes chased after them, never managing to overtake. Guided by Ouyang Xue, they turned at the next intersection, and she regained control, parking in front of the restaurant.

Blue Sky Hotel—it looked quite glamorous.

He followed Ouyang Xue inside.

Soon after, the Mercedes arrived as well.

"Look, it’s that red Audi." Three men sat inside, dressed like classic rich kids.

"Damn it, dared to flip us off? If I see that guy, I’ll break his finger. As for the girl, let’s have some fun later."

...

Sea Sky Hotel, one of the few seven-star hotels in Jinghai City.

Only the elite could afford to dine here, especially in the supreme private rooms on the top floor—money alone couldn't guarantee a reservation.

It was just a simple meal. Ouyang Xue booked a room on the tenth floor, then made a phone call to someone, apparently inviting them to join.

"Xiaofan, what would you like to eat?"

After sitting down, Ouyang Xue handed the menu to Zhang Xiaofan.

Looking over the bizarre dishes, Zhang Xiaofan was genuinely curious, flipping through the pages, unable to decide what to order.

And the prices were outrageous.

Eighty-eight for a plate of smashed cucumbers?

That’s daylight robbery. The lives of the wealthy are truly incomprehensible.

"I’ll let you order," Zhang Xiaofan said, shaking his head.

Without even glancing, Ouyang Xue chose a few signature dishes, clearly familiar with the process.

"Teacher, who did you call just now?" Zhang Xiaofan asked while waiting.

"Let me warn you, my best friend is coming. She’s got quite the temper, so don’t provoke her..."

Just then, a clear, crisp voice rang out.

"I’m here!"

A beauty indeed...

Her jet-black hair flowed down her back, her delicate face touched with a hint of makeup. She wore a green floral dress that hugged her curves, accentuating her prominent chest, and as she walked, her long, white legs caught the light.

"You little minx, dressed so pretty—are you here to seduce my student?" Ouyang Xue teased Song Wenwen.

Zhang Xiaofan was captivated by Song Wenwen’s beauty; whether Song Wenwen or Ouyang Xue, their elegance and charm easily outshone any celebrity.

Song Wenwen flirted, "Xue, your figure is so good. Let me touch it!"

"Go to hell, my student is right here." Ouyang Xue’s cheeks flushed red.

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless. Did these two women forget there was a man present? Did they ever consider his feelings?

Still, he sneaked a few extra glances. Ouyang Xue’s was just a tad larger...

"So this is your student, the hero who saved the beauty?" Song Wenwen sized up Zhang Xiaofan. "Hello, handsome, I’m Song Wenwen."

"Hello, beautiful sister, I’m Zhang Xiaofan. You’re so pretty—can I give you a kiss?"

Zhang Xiaofan laughed.

"Oh, flirting with your sister now?" Song Wenwen laughed as well, seeming rather different from Ouyang Xue’s warnings.

"Mr. Wang, this room has already been booked. Please don’t make things difficult for us," a waiter’s anxious voice came from outside.

"So what if it’s booked? I’ll pay double. How is that not enough?"

"It’s not about the money... The guests inside are important, we can’t offend them."

"So you mean I’m the one who can be offended? You blind fool—do you know who I am? I’m taking this room today."

The voices grew clearer, and soon the door was flung open.

Ouyang Xue and Song Wenwen’s faces turned cold. Such trouble, even when just trying to eat.

Zhang Xiaofan’s brow furrowed slightly. So many show-offs...

"Get out!" Song Wenwen stood up at once, shouting at the intruders. Her fiery temper was undeniable—why hadn't he noticed earlier?

"Is this how Sea Sky Hotel does business?" Ouyang Xue lashed out at the waiter, angered.

"I’m sorry, so sorry..." The hotel staff quickly bowed and apologized.

"Well, well, the girls look nice." Wang Bo’s eyes lit up as he sized up Song Wenwen and Ouyang Xue, completely ignoring Zhang Xiaofan.

"Get lost!" Song Wenwen’s beautiful eyes flashed with fury. Without another word, she launched a flying kick at Wang Bo—a devastating move, meant to end his lineage.

"Such a fiery temper, but I like it," Wang Bo leered, quickly raising his hand to block Song Wenwen’s attack, causing her to stagger back.

"I’ll fight you!" Song Wenwen refused to concede. She kicked off her heels, rolled up her sleeves to reveal her arms, ready to brawl—though the dress made it inconvenient.

Zhang Xiaofan truly didn’t want to fight, but he couldn’t just watch Ouyang Xue’s friend suffer. Upholding justice and rescuing the damsel in distress was the virtue of a good socialist youth.

"Sister, let me handle this," Zhang Xiaofan stood, gently pulling Song Wenwen behind him.

"Sister, your dress has a small tear. If you keep fighting, you’ll be exposed," he whispered in her ear, making her cheeks flush. She glanced down and saw the dress had indeed split a little at her thigh. Thankfully, the fabric was sturdy and hadn’t ripped further—otherwise, today would have been a disaster.

"Little brother, you can’t beat him," Song Wenwen was still worried for Zhang Xiaofan.

"Sister…could you stop calling me ‘little brother’? I’m not that small!" Zhang Xiaofan shrugged, helpless.

"Wenwen, my student is not ordinary. Let him go ahead," Ouyang Xue said.

"Alright, Xiaofan, if you teach him a lesson, I’ll give you a kiss!" Song Wenwen blurted out, then immediately realized her words and blushed even deeper.

"Haha, Xiaofan, go for it! Your sister Wenwen might give you her first kiss," Ouyang Xue laughed. "Wenwen, you wouldn’t go back on your word, would you?"

"Who says? If Xiaofan helps me teach him a lesson, I’ll give him a kiss," Song Wenwen insisted.

Zhang Xiaofan thought to himself: Sisters, have you considered my feelings? I’m not just anyone, but since the beauties have offered, why not? It’s only a kiss.

For the sake of this reward, let’s do it!

He looked at Wang Bo and said quietly, "Leave now, and I won’t make things difficult for you."

"Kid, do you know who I am? I’m Wang Bo, eldest son of the Wang family in Jinghai, worth tens of millions—I can crush you with a finger," Wang Bo boasted.

Tens of millions? And you dare to show off?

Truth is, the Wang family was merely a mid-tier corporation, worlds apart from the Ye clan.

"Idiot, get lost," Zhang Xiaofan snorted. He really didn’t want to waste his time on such fools.

"Xue, your student has quite the personality... so cocky..." Song Wenwen covered her red lips, laughing softly.

"Of course, he’s my student. What’s the matter, feeling a flutter?" Ouyang Xue teased.

"You brat, I’ll tear your mouth apart!" Song Wenwen leapt at Ouyang Xue.

"Alright, alright, I won’t say another word," Ouyang Xue relented.

Meanwhile, Wang Bo’s face grew truly ugly. To be so blatantly ignored—no, utterly scorned.

The Wang family, after all, was a prominent name in Jinghai City.

He had to save face; if he didn’t teach this kid a lesson, what would people say?

"I’ve seen plenty of punks like you. Today I’ll show you there are people you shouldn’t provoke!"

Wang Bo snorted, then threw a punch at Zhang Xiaofan. His strength and speed had noticeably increased.

Zhang Xiaofan could sense a hidden force within Wang Bo's fist—a sharp, internal power, the sign of someone whose physique had reached a certain level.

Interesting...

He murmured inwardly, but that was all. Such skills were nothing to him.

He bent two fingers and stepped forward, a seemingly ordinary move, but executed with perfect timing. At the moment of impact, Wang Bo’s face twisted in agony, and his punching arm fell limp.

"You..."

Wang Bo couldn’t believe it—he wasn’t even a match for a high schooler!

"Leave, or must I escort you out?" Zhang Xiaofan said coldly. "If you harass my teacher again, it won’t just be your arm next time."

"Kid, just you wait!" Wang Bo, realizing he was no match for Zhang Xiaofan, left with a grudge, clearly unwilling to let the matter rest.

The waiter was amazed by Zhang Xiaofan’s strength, but quickly regained composure. "Miss Ouyang, Miss Song, and this young man, sorry to disturb your meal. He’ll probably come back for you... If you prefer, you could dine elsewhere... Of course, I’m not driving you away—this meal is on the house, and so is your next."

The waiter was in a tough spot, unable to afford offending either side.

"Leave? Why should we leave?" Song Wenwen’s fiery temper flared, her eyes burning with anger.

"It’s alright, Wenwen, it’s just a meal. No need to make a fuss. Let’s just change venues," Ouyang Xue tried to calm her.

"Xue, don’t be afraid. I won’t back down today—a second-rate family, what can they do?" Song Wenwen refused to yield, clearly incensed.