Just as Qin Ruyan felt that Lin Feng was completely unreasonable, a sharp, scathing voice—like fingernails scratching across glass—suddenly rang out behind them.
"Well, well, if it isn't our campus belle, Qin Ruyan! What's this? I heard your vegetable of a husband finally woke up, and you just couldn't wait to drag him out to see the world?"
The two women turned around to see a woman in a fiery-red, high-slit long dress, wearing heavy, exquisite makeup, walking over with a wine glass in hand and a face full of mockery.
It was none other than Song Zizhou, whom they had run into earlier at the Western restaurant.
Song Zizhou's gaze lingered on Qin Ruyan for a split second before shifting to Lin Feng, her look brimming with undisguised contempt and schadenfreude, as if she were staring at a pile of garbage.
"Qin Ruyan, you really know how to open my eyes. Passing up a catch like the young master of the Qiao Family, you actually choose to stick around with a piece of trash like this."
Song Zizhou deliberately raised her voice, drawing the attention of every guest around them. "Everyone, come look! This is the man chosen by Haicheng's famous eldest miss of the Qin Family!"
"An orphan from the countryside who tested into university, a penniless loser who has nothing to his name except a pretty face! Oh, that's right, he even got into a car accident three years ago and turned into a living corpse! Hahaha, talk about a match made in heaven!"
Her words struck the calm surface of the lake like a boulder, instantly stirring up a thousand ripples!
The gazes of the guests in the banquet hall snapped onto them all at once, and murmurs broke out everywhere.
"What? That's Qin Ruyan's vegetable husband? He woke up?"
"No way? Dressed like an opera performer, and he turns out to be some bumpkin?"
"I honestly don't get Qin Ruyan. Young Master Qiao Yu chased after her for so long, and she completely ignored him, only to end up with a piece of junk like this? What is she even after?"
"What else could she be after? Probably good stamina in bed, hahahaha."
The foul language, mixed with looks of contempt and mockery, felt like a barrage of invisible needles piercing fiercely into Qin Ruyan.
Her face instantly turned pale, her delicate body trembling slightly, and her hands clenched into fists at her sides. She could endure business failures, but she could not tolerate this kind of personal humiliation!
"Song Zizhou, you—"
Before Qin Ruyan could lash out, Lin Feng stepped forward, blocking her behind him.
Looking at the jumping-jack of a woman acting like a clown before him, there was no trace of anger on his face; instead, a strange look of pity appeared.
"The bumpkin you keep talking about is actually concerned about your health, yet you're here hurling abuse at me. Don't you think that's a bit much?" Lin Feng said slowly.
"Concerned about me? Who the hell do you think you are?!"
Song Zizhou acted as if she had just heard the biggest joke in the world. "Lin Feng, let me tell you, don't think that just because Qin Ruyan is protecting you, you can do whatever you want! You're nothing but trash!"
Lin Feng shook his head and let out a sigh.
Then, amidst the astonished gazes of everyone present, he spoke in a deeply earnest tone, sounding like a consummate medical professional: "Ms. Song, you're so young and your makeup is quite exquisite, so why is your private life so messy and indiscreet?"
"Lately, do you often feel soreness in your lower back and knees, along with fatigue? Does your lower abdomen frequently ache with a burning sensation? Especially, um... is there abnormal yellowish discharge from certain areas, accompanied by a foul, fishy odor?"
Boom!
Every single word from Lin Feng hit the crowd like a heavy hammer, slamming hard into everyone's hearts!
The scene instantly plunged into dead silence! Everyone stared at Lin Feng as if they had seen a ghost. These symptoms were private to the extreme—how on earth could he possibly know them?
The sneer on Song Zizhou's face froze instantly, replaced by extreme panic and fluster as her voice pitched up in hysteria: "Y-You're talking nonsense! I have no such thing!"
"No?"
Lin Feng's gaze grew sharp, as though he could see right through her body. "Then what are you feeling guilty about? Why are you instinctively pressing your legs together? What are you trying to hide?"
"Take my advice: you've dragged this illness out a bit too long, and it has already damaged your foundation. If you don't get it treated now, I'm afraid you won't be able to have children in the future."
At this, Lin Feng paused, dropping his final blockbuster as his clear voice echoed throughout the entire banquet hall: "I suggest you go straight to the hospital right now, register for a department, and get a thorough gonorrhea checkup. Perhaps... it's still not too late."
*Gonorrhea checkup!* Those four words detonated like a thunderbolt from the blue inside the grand hall!
Every guest, male and female alike, instinctively took a large step back, instantly putting a three-to-four-meter distance between themselves and Song Zizhou. The looks they gave her were filled with undisguised disgust, contempt, and terror, as though she were some kind of walking pathogen.
"Ah—!" Song Zizhou felt like she was going insane! She could feel the strange, alienating gazes of the people around her cutting into her like knives.
Humiliation, anger, and fear intertwined, causing her to completely lose her mind.
She lunged forward, pointing directly at Qin Ruyan, and shrieked hysterically: "It was you! Qin Ruyan! It must be you, you bitch! You're the one who told him to slander me like this! You're jealous of me, and you want to ruin me!"
Qin Ruyan was left speechless with anger by this shameless shifting of blame.
Lin Feng let out a cold snort, once again shielding Qin Ruyan behind him as he stared with icy eyes at the crazed Song Zizhou: "My wife wouldn't deign to use such gutter tactics."
"As for you, do you dare go to the hospital right in front of everyone here to prove your innocence?"
"I—" Song Zizhou choked on her words.
Go to the hospital? How could she possibly dare?! Every single symptom Lin Feng described turned out to be completely accurate! She had simply assumed it was a common gynecological inflammation and never suspected that direction!
Just as Song Zizhou was caught on the horns of a dilemma, wishing a crack would open in the ground so she could crawl into it, an angry voice suddenly rang out.
"Enough! Lin Feng, you shameless liar!"
The crowd looked toward the source of the voice and saw Cao Quan, his cheek still heavily swollen, walking over with eyes full of venom. He pointed at Lin Feng and loudly testified to the surrounding guests:
"Don't be fooled by him! Lin Feng and I were college classmates, and he majored in finance! He doesn't even know the most basic medical common sense, so how could he possibly diagnose an illness? He's throwing dirt and slandering Ms. Song's reputation!"
Cao Quan's words were like a ladle of cold water poured into boiling oil, instantly sending the entire banquet hall into an uproar!
Pointing at the still-visible five-finger red print on his face, he dissolved into tears, his acting rivaling that of an A-list movie star: "Everyone, look! This is the proof!"
"I was only trying to persuade him out of the goodness of my heart not to cause trouble here, and he started hitting people without another word! He even threatened that if I dared to tell the truth, he'd make sure I didn't live to see tomorrow!"
He violently pointed at Qin Ruyan, his eyes burning with the fires of "righteousness": "And her! Qin Ruyan! The two of them are in this together!"
"They knew perfectly well that they offended the Qiao Family and had no hope of securing any cooperation, so they came here tonight just to cause trouble! They're trying to ruin Ms. Qiao's banquet! A venomous couple like this has no right standing here!"