Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 710 - The Cold and Beautiful Policewoman

710: Chapter 710: The Cold and Beautiful Policewoman

710 -710: The Cold and Beautiful Policewoman

Seeing the scene unfold, Ye Fei was furious.

He quickly pushed his way through, shielding the two women behind him, and barked, “Get lost!”

When the other party saw Ye Fei approaching, they weren’t intimidated by his imposing stature.

Instead, their eyes lit up as they noticed Song Ci and Li Liya following behind him.

The leader of the group, with a cocky expression, sneered at Ye Fei, “Kid, where do you think you’re from?

You look unfamiliar.”

In his mind, he assumed Ye Fei was just some nobody clinging to the Song family, so he felt nothing but disdain.

“I’ll say it one more time—get lost!

Or you won’t be leaving at all,” Ye Fei said coldly.

He had already decided to eliminate these people, but since this was Li Canghai’s territory, he had to show some restraint.

“Kid, I’ll let it slide because you’re young.

Pretend I didn’t hear that last comment.

Just hand these girls over to me, and we’ll call it even,” the man surnamed Yi said, pointing to a private room with his thumb.

Little did he know, he had just forfeited his last chance to live.

Ye Fei’s eyes turned icy.

In a flash, he reached out with his right hand, gripping Yi Jifeng’s neck and lifting his scrawny body off the ground.

With a slight squeeze, he ended the man’s arrogant life.

The others, unaware that Ye Fei had just killed their boss, immediately started shouting, “Kid, let go of Young Master Yi!

Do you even know who he is?”

Song Xuan quickly tugged at Ye Fei’s arm, urging, “Ye Fei, let him go!

He’s from the Yi family—Old Master Yi’s favorite grandson.”

The Yi family was one of the top families in the capital, on par with the Song, Zhang, and Si families.

Old Master Yi was a figure as influential as Song Xuan’s grandfather.

“I don’t care whose grandson he is.

Anyone who dares to bully you will face the same fate,” Ye Fei said, turning to Song Xuan first, then to the remaining men.

He tossed the lifeless body back at them and said in a voice dripping with menace, “And that fate is death.”

For a moment, the five men felt as if they had been plunged into an icy abyss, shivering uncontrollably.

When they finally recovered, they realized the body they had caught was Yi Jifeng’s—and he was already dead.

“Ah!

Young Master Yi is dead!” one of them screamed like a woman, causing a commotion in the hall.

Although it was daytime, there were still many guests around.

They had all seen Yi Jifeng harassing Song Xuan and the others earlier.

While they despised his behavior, no one dared to speak up because they knew his background.

Now, to their shock, this local tyrant had been killed in the blink of an eye.

Ye Fei didn’t give them time to react.

He swiftly took out four more of them, leaving only the one who had screamed earlier.

He said calmly, “Take a message back to Old Master Yi.

Tell him his grandson was killed by Ye Fei.

If he has the guts, he can come find me.”

Although there was no evidence, Ye Fei knew the Yi family would come after him.

For now, he couldn’t do much about them, but he could cut off their claws—or even their roots.

From what Li Canghai had said during lunch, Ye Fei had gathered that the old families were more concerned with maintaining the current balance than confronting him directly.

This gave him the confidence to act without restraint.

The surviving man didn’t dare to argue.

He didn’t even bother with Yi Jifeng’s body, fleeing as fast as he could.

Once outside, he immediately called the police before trying to notify the Yi family.

This would take some time, as he was just a lackey with no direct ties to the family.

Ye Fei didn’t care what the man did.

He turned to Song Xuan, his voice gentle yet firm.

“You’re my woman.

The only thing you need to do is be happy.

Don’t worry about anyone else.

Understand?”

“Mm!” Song Xuan nodded vigorously.

Though scolded, her heart was filled with sweetness.

From Ye Fei’s anger, she could feel how deeply he cared for her.

Yes, she was Ye Fei’s woman—and that filled her with pride.

Jia Jingwen, who had been silently observing, didn’t feel jealous.

Instead, she felt a warm glow in her heart.

Her unique experiences had given her keen insight into people, and she knew Ye Fei was the type of man who cherished his women.

She believed he would treat her the same way if she were in Song Xuan’s place.

With a slight smile, Jia Jingwen suggested, “I think we should leave now.

Even if you’re not afraid of the old families, dealing with the police would be a hassle.”

Ye Fei thought it over and agreed.

As the saying goes, “It’s easier to deal with the king of hell than his minions.” In his current position, he had no patience for petty bureaucrats like the police.

However, as luck would have it, just as Ye Fei was about to call Li Ruonan, over a dozen people burst into the hall on the second floor.

Their uniforms made it clear—they were the police, the last people Ye Fei wanted to see.

The officers quickly sealed off the two exits.

A male officer in his thirties announced loudly, “We’re from the city’s criminal investigation unit.

We’ve received a report of a homicide here.

Please cooperate and remain calm.”

As soon as he finished speaking, all eyes turned toward Ye Fei and his group.

But Ye Fei’s gaze was fixed on a female officer in the crowd.

Though she wasn’t at the front and hadn’t spoken, Ye Fei could tell she was the leader.

What caught his attention, however, wasn’t her authority—it was her stunning beauty.

Her looks rivaled those of his women, and her figure was nothing short of explosive.

Her crisp police uniform clung tightly to her curves, her waist so slender it seemed it might snap.

Her long legs were a match for Li Ruonan’s, and Ye Fei couldn’t help but imagine her bent over a desk, her uniform pants pulled down, as he took her from behind.

Now that, he thought, would be the ultimate uniform fantasy.

Ye Fei already had a policewoman girlfriend, Ming Yuexin, but compared to this woman, she seemed a bit inexperienced.

The contrast only heightened the allure of the officer before him.

The woman noticed Ye Fei’s unabashed stare and shot him a glare.

Even the usually gentle Song Xuan couldn’t stand it, pinching his waist and chiding, “Enjoying the view, are you?”

“Huh?

Oh, haha!” Ye Fei quickly laughed it off, making an excuse.

“I was just thinking, this is the capital—the police response time is unmatched!”

“Sure, whatever,” Song Xuan said, rolling her eyes.

She wasn’t truly jealous, just annoyed that Ye Fei was ogling another woman.

The female officer, now fully aware of Ye Fei’s presence, overheard his comment.

While it sounded like praise, to her, it came across as a dig at other police departments.

She and her team had arrived quickly only because they were passing by after a mission.

Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t have been so prompt.

Ye Fei’s words, combined with his earlier lecherous gaze, had infuriated her.

Normally cold and composed, she now felt a surge of anger.

Just then, one of her subordinates whispered in her ear, informing her that Ye Fei was the prime suspect.

This gave her the perfect excuse to confront him.

She strode over to Ye Fei’s group and announced, “I’m Leng Yan, captain of the city’s criminal investigation unit.

You’re suspected of involvement in a homicide.

Please cooperate with our investigation.” With that, she pulled out a pair of handcuffs, intending to cuff Ye Fei.

Ye Fei stepped back, avoiding the cuffs.

“No need for those.

I’ll come with you.

But this has nothing to do with them.

Just take me.”

Leng Yan didn’t insist, clipping the handcuffs back to her belt.

She wasn’t worried about Ye Fei trying anything—she was confident in her skills.

From her subordinate’s report, she knew Ye Fei was the only one who had acted.

Since he had already admitted to it, she saw no need to hassle the four seemingly delicate women.

What she didn’t realize was that three of those “delicate” women were far more dangerous than she could imagine.

With Ye Fei’s cooperation, the police conducted a brief on-site investigation but didn’t take any witnesses.

They only took Ye Fei with them.

Even so, within moments, the second floor was empty except for the four women.

The other guests, knowing who had been killed, feared retaliation from the Yi family and quickly left.

Song Xuan and the others, however, weren’t worried.

They had wanted to leave earlier simply to avoid trouble.

As for whether Ye Fei would end up in jail, the thought never crossed their minds.

Though they were kind-hearted, living in this era had made them accustomed to certain realities.