Delta: The First Person at the Peak

Chapter 326 Playing a scumbag?

"Ouch!"

Anke's kick can only be described as powerful and heavy.

Jiang Feng was completely stunned. If An Ke had any aerospace skills, he wouldn't have been captured five times.

Anzo was kicked back several steps, falling backward onto the plastic field, his long hair covering his face, and his gold-rimmed glasses flying three meters away.

Luckily it was a badminton court, and the plastic surface was soft and elastic, but he lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up, clutching his waist and groaning.

"Ouch, my back!"

Anke stood with her hands on her hips, looking down at him with a murderous aura on her face.

Doesn't she know what kind of person Anzo is?

He didn't study well abroad and ended up becoming a mosquito coil.

She fawns over any handsome guy she sees, has hair longer than her own, and lives a life of debauchery abroad. She's definitely a figure worthy of being included in the PowerPoint presentation of the American study abroad community.

An Ke turned her head and glared fiercely at An You—didn't you see the look she gave you when her aunt dragged her away?

She asked him to keep an eye on Jiang Feng, but this older brother just watched as her troublesome cousin got closer to Jiang Feng?

An You helplessly shrugged.

He did his best.

You can't blame him. He coughed three times to remind him, but Anzu acted like he didn't hear him, his eyes glued to Jiang Feng.

The only thing to blame is Jiang Feng's immense charm. He's like a magnet, attracting both men and women. What can his older brother do?

Jiang Feng had also tasted the flavor by this time.

He glanced at Anzuo, who was groaning on the ground, then at Anke, whose face was frosty, and then at Anyou, who was smiling helplessly.

The lives of the wealthy are truly chaotic.

As a guest, Jiang Feng politely offered to help An Zuo, but before he could take a step, An Ke grabbed his wrist:

"Don't reward him!"

Jiang Feng: "..."

At the other end of the corridor, Auntie was already standing there, her face frosty:

"What a disgrace!"

Anzuo, who was on the ground, trembled at the sound and scrambled to his feet, his long hair disheveled. He clutched his waist and tried to hide towards Jiang Feng.

"Mother……"

"Anzo! Get up! Aren't you ashamed?!"

An Mingzhao pointed at his nose, his voice filled with suppressed rage.

"I gave you a chance. But you disappointed me. Do you even look like a man?"

She grew increasingly agitated as she spoke, her chest heaving violently.

"I've been too lenient with you. Last time your dad said he wanted to shave your head, and I stopped him. But today, he's saying he has to shave all your long hair!"

Anzo screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "No! My hairstyle! I've been growing it for two years!"

"Hold him down!" An Mingzhao ordered.

Anzo was carried away, and his pig-like screams gradually faded into the distance.

An Mingzhao took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and turned to look at Jiang Feng with an apologetic smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, it's a disgrace to our family, you've come to see this embarrassing situation."

After An Mingzhao was persuaded by her mother to go inside for tea to calm down, the backyard finally quieted down.

……

Anke pulled Jiang Feng around the main hall and walked deeper into the garden.

The winter sun shines through the gaps in the bamboo forest, casting dappled light on the bluestone path. The wintersweet in the corner is in full bloom, its cool fragrance mingling with the fresh scent of the earth.

The two walked slowly along the koi pond. When the red and gold koi in the pond saw people coming, they all gathered at the shore and blew bubbles.

Anke kicked a pebble at her feet.

"Actually, I'm not that violent..."

"I know……"

Jiang Feng drew out his words, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"After all, you are known in the Delta for your non-violence and compassion."

Anke glared at him and said angrily, "You!"

Before he could finish speaking, he laughed and gently patted Jiang Feng.

The two strolled around the backyard.

Anke had seen the same scene countless times, but now she saw a new view and a new state of mind.

Copper bells hanging from the eaves.

A gust of wind blows, and with a tinkling sound, whose heartbeat falters?

The maid came to announce, "Coco! Dinner's ready!"

……

The dining room is located on the east side of the second courtyard. It is designed like a heated pavilion, with one side featuring a full-length carved partition and the other side having a window facing the bamboo grove in the backyard.

When Jiang Feng went in, almost everyone had already arrived.

An's mother and aunt sat on one side, An You sat on the other side, and the main seat was empty.

Jiang Feng's gaze swept across the table, first drawn to the figure at the very end—

Anzo sat there with red eyes. His once shoulder-length hair was gone, replaced by a shaggy buzz cut with stubble on the sides. It was clear that the hairdresser's skills were lacking, and the hair looked like it had been chewed by a dog.

An Ke led Jiang Feng to his seat without changing his expression, and then casually pressed him down to sit next to her.

Just two minutes after they sat down, two men entered the dining room one after the other and sat in the main seat and the seats next to them.

Jiang Feng's gaze swept across the room and landed on the person in the main seat.

This must be An's father.

An Mingyuan was much younger and more refined than he had imagined.

He was wearing a dark blue Chinese-style stand-up collar shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms.

He looked to be no more than thirty or forty years old. His hair was neatly combed, and his face had distinct features. He didn't have the greasiness of a middle-aged person; instead, he had a refreshing look.

He's a handsome old man—or rather, a very charming middle-aged man.

Jiang Feng was surprised to find that the face looked rather serious, as if he had seen it on financial news.

Once everyone had arrived, An Ke introduced Jiang Feng to the people, and also introduced Jiang Feng to everyone else.

"This is Jiang Feng, the hottest person on Douyin right now!"

There was a hint of pride in Anke's words.

"You're here?" An Mingyuan smiled at Jiang Feng, his voice not loud, but naturally carrying the air of someone who had long held a high position.

"I'm sorry, we were discussing business upstairs and I neglected you."

"I invited you a bit hastily because Coco said you're going back to your hometown in Shandong in a couple of days, and I was worried you wouldn't have time. So, we decided to meet today."

"Besides," An Mingyuan said gently, "you've helped Coco a lot. The club operations you've managed for Coco are quite good, and you've also helped Coco's personal account gain a lot of followers. It's only right and proper that I invite you to my home for a simple meal to thank you."

Jiang Feng smiled and replied, his tone humble yet confident:

"You flatter me, Coco helped me a lot."

This was the first time Jiang Feng had ever called out the name "Coco".

An Ke was sipping her tea with her head down when she heard this, and her fingers paused slightly. She didn't look up, but a blush quietly spread from her ears to her cheeks.

An Mingyuan took it all in.

"Make yourself at home, don't be shy. Start eating, the food's getting cold."

The family banquet begins.

Jiang Feng had originally imagined it would be a scene from a wealthy family drama—no talking during meals or while sleeping, strict rules for each dish, servants serving the food, and a stifling atmosphere. But the reality was completely the opposite.

The atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious, even warm.

Everyone was chatting and relaxed, without any rules or restrictions.

We chat about interesting things in life, and rarely talk about business.

Until An Mingzhao put down her chopsticks, her gaze swept over Jiang Feng, and she suddenly spoke:

"Xiao Feng, with your looks, have you ever been interested in entering the entertainment industry?"

The dinner table fell silent for two seconds after these words were spoken.

An You quickly explained, "My aunt owns a film and television company that handles artist management and film and television development. She probably saw your outstanding appearance..."

An Mingyuan smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Xiao Zhao, you can't joke like that."

"Of course I'm serious~" An Mingzhao drawled out the words.

"I happen to have a script, a youth film, and I think Xiao Feng's age is just right."

"The main character's character is a bit... how should I put it, a bit of a scumbag, two-timing."

She paused, then asked with interest, "Has Xiaofeng ever been in a relationship? If so, it will be easier for him to act that way."

Jiang Feng was a little embarrassed: "Then I might not be suitable. I've always focused on studying and live streaming my whole life, and I've never been in a relationship."

Well, past lives don't count.