Invincible Young Master in the City

Lost in his thoughts, Tantai Wanrong's soft and weak voice came through, "Ye Fan, what's your mobile number?"

Ye Fan came back to his senses and shook his head with a faint smile, "Hehe, there's no need for that."

The awkwardness of last evening made him feel that even though he had saved Tantai Wanrong's life this time, future interactions would still be uncomfortable. Especially if he continued to have thoughts about Tantai Wanrong, wouldn't that be like trying to gain favor through obligation?

So, he felt it was better to have met as strangers, with no need to leave anything complicated behind.

The two nurses, hearing Ye Fan actually refuse to give his mobile number to Tantai Wanrong, couldn't help but stare at him in amazement. Everyone knew Tantai Wanrong was not only beautiful, sexy, and noble but also the deputy mayor of Hua Hai City with great power and a promising future. Countless people coveted her mobile number in vain. This man actually refused to give his number to Tantai Wanrong—it was unbelievable!

"It's a must," Tantai Wanrong said firmly.

Last night, her niece Yaoyao had angered Ye Fan away, and she hadn't been able to get Ye Fan's contact details to repay him in the future. She already felt a sense of regret and shame. Now that Ye Fan had saved her life, if she still couldn't keep in touch with Ye Fan to repay him, she would be restless for the rest of her life.

Worried that Ye Fan would leave immediately after taking her to the hospital, she put aside her injuries and weakness and insisted on getting Ye Fan's contact information first.

"Please tell me, okay?" Realizing her tone was too harsh, Tantai Wanrong immediately switched to a pleading tone. Her fragile and stunning appearance was extremely pitiful, almost impossible for even a saint to refuse.

The two nurses were taken aback, the beautiful deputy mayor was actually continuing to beg for Ye Fan's number after he had refused.

"Did we hear that correctly?" they marveled inwardly, both turning their heads to stare intently at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan reluctantly said, "Alright, Auntie Wanrong. My number is 13XXXXXXXXX."

He intentionally addressed Tantai Wanrong as Auntie Wanrong to make it clear he no longer harbored any thoughts toward her.

Seeing Ye Fan finally willing to tell her his mobile number, Tantai Wanrong felt delighted. However, when she heard Ye Fan deliberately call her Auntie Wanrong, her gaze became teasing as she looked into Ye Fan's eyes. Her slightly raised, sexy lips curved with a hint of a smile; in that moment, she was incredibly seductive, and the whole car seemed to light up tenfold.

Ye Fan's heart uncooperatively sped up its beats, silently exclaiming, "Damn, she's still so seductive with only half a life left. Was she a nation-wrecking seductress like Daji, Bao Si, or Yang Guifei in her past life?"

"I can't remember it now, could you help me save it to my phone?" Tantai Wanrong said somewhat embarrassed.

"Sure," Ye Fan replied.

He had brought Tantai Wanrong's briefcase with him, so he took out her phone from it and entered a fake mobile number.

After saving the number, Ye Fan showed Tantai Wanrong the screen briefly before switching it off and putting the phone back in her bag.

In about seven or eight minutes, they had arrived at the First People's Hospital of Hua Hai City.

After sending Tantai Wanrong to the emergency examination room, Ye Fan immediately left the hospital.

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Meanwhile, Gao Feng waited impatiently at Kai De Coffee House on Tianyuan Road for He Jiaqiang to show up and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, "He Jiaqiang, it was you who begged me insistently to talk to you one last time, and now you've made me wait by being late. What do you mean by this?!"

By 12:10 PM, Gao Feng couldn't wait any longer and, unable to contain his anger, took out his phone and made a call.

Before long, the call connected.

Gao Feng began berating over the phone, "He Jiaqiang, what do you mean by this? You asked me to meet you at twelve o'clock, and now it's ten past twelve. You're not only not here but didn't even make a call! What do you mean by this, huh?"

He Jiaqiang was initially stunned by Gao Feng's barrage of angry questions, but his heart soon leapt with joy: Ha ha, Ye Fan, oh Ye Fan, you little wretch, truly a leopard can't change its spots! I can't believe you were not only late for work but also so lazy when it comes to doing your job, daring to be late to a meeting with an important talent acquisition. Great, I'll just add fuel to the fire, to make sure you completely fail your task!

So, he intentionally sneered in a mocking tone, "What do you mean? This is exactly what I mean!"

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

Gao Feng on the other end was instantly so angry that his whole body trembled, almost smashing his phone on the spot, "Great, He Jiaqiang, you're playing me! Damn, some shitty Emali Group, spit on it! Even if you beg me with an annual salary of a hundred million, I, Gao Feng, won't give it another glance!"

After hanging up the phone, He Jiaqiang laughed uproariously, then found Ye Fan's mobile number and dialed it.

Ye Fan hadn't left the hospital yet, and when he heard the loud ringtone of his cellphone, he took it out and saw an unfamiliar number. He waited a moment to confirm it was for him and then picked up.

"Ye Fan, hello there!" A furious rant from He Jiaqiang came through the phone, "I asked you to recruit important talent, and you dare to be late, not even making a call. Now Gao Feng is completely enraged, rejecting a move to our group! All the efforts made by the department before were in vain because of your sluggard tardiness, costing us the important talent of Gao Feng! It's impacted the big picture of the group's development! The group has suffered a huge loss!"

"Ye Fan, don't bother coming to the company anymore, because you're fired!!!"

He Jiaqiang was wallowing in his scolding tirade, when suddenly, he heard the "du du" busy signal in his ear, as he'd been hung up on by Ye Fan.

He felt annoyed inside, but soon smirked in self-satisfaction. This time he had definitely won, as he planned to immediately file a report and apply for Ye Fan's termination once the afternoon shift started.

"Hmph, dare to oppose me, I took you out with just a little trick! Without this little twerp around, heh heh, Zhou Xiaoman, that cheap woman, is going to obediently be my mistress!" He Jiaqiang thought smugly, "Hahaha..."

After Ye Fan hung up on He Jiaqiang's call, he wasn't flustered at all, instead revealing a mocking cold smile.

To prevent He Jiaqiang from taking the chance to call and curse at him again, he simply turned off his cellphone. As for Gao Feng, he didn't plan to call and explain right away, guessing Gao Feng was probably still fuming, and it surely wouldn't be clear over the phone.

"Eh, better get the car back first." Ye Fan thought, sauntering out of the hospital.

Taking a taxi back to the scene of the incident, he found the road blocked off with police tape, surrounded by many people, with police and traffic officers inside doing measurements and taking pictures to preserve evidence.

After getting out of the taxi, Ye Fan squeezed into the crowd and saw his second-hand Alto inside the police cordon.

"Ah, it's bound to be a hassle. Definitely going to be asked to give a statement at the police station." He shrugged helplessly and walked towards his car.

When he got to the cordon, a police officer immediately stopped him, saying loudly, "Unauthorized persons are not allowed to cross the police line!"

"Heh, I'm here to get my car." Ye Fan said with a light smile, pointing at the Alto within the cordon.

His Alto was parked there, lonely, with the car door still open from when he had saved someone.

"You are the owner of that car?" The officer looked at Ye Fan in surprise.

He knew that it was the owner of that Alto who had rescued Deputy Mayor Tantai Wanrong with an unimaginable speed.

Ye Fan smiled lightly, "No mistaking it."

The officer's attitude immediately softened, lifting the tape to let Ye Fan in.

"Follow me," the officer said to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan nodded slightly and followed the officer towards a group of police officers discussing an issue toward the front left of the scene. Among them was a tall female officer with a smart ponytail.

"Reporting!" the officer called out loudly.

The few officers stopped their discussion and turned to look.

With the female officer turning around, Ye Fan couldn't help but be taken aback by what he saw.

He saw the female officer, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, good-looking, with bright eyes, white teeth, and a pair of slender jet-black eyebrows that conveyed a compelling heroism.