Rebirth: City's Conceited Supreme

When Mu Shaojun heard this, his face became completely dark.

To repay someone with his life just because he saved them? He had read too many novels.

"I'm going out. Take good care of Fei'er. If Fei'er feels a little wronged, I won't forgive you." Qin Ziyu said. She picked up her bag and walked out without telling Mu Shaojun where she was going.

Mu Shaojun looked at Feng Fei'er with an unpleasant expression. He had really gotten himself into trouble.

"Hello, my name is Feng Fei'er." Feng Fei'er said as she walked in front of Mu Shaojun.

"Got it." Mu Shaojun looked at her blandly, but did not shake her hand.

Feng Fei'er couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when she saw Mu Shaojun's expression. She was a top beauty, which guy would greet her like that normally? Yet, this blockhead still dared to put on airs in front of her.

"I knew it. You should be a fan of mine, right? But I still have to thank you for saving me." Feng Fei'er took out a small mirror and said.

A fan?

When Mu Shaojun heard this, he couldn't help but frown.

"Are you famous?" Mu Shaojun said.

Feng Fei'er nearly exploded in anger when she heard this.

"You don't know me?" Feng Fei'er stared at Mu Shaojun and asked, unwilling to believe him.

Just now from Qin Ziyu's chat, she knew that Qin Ziyu didn't pay much attention to celebrities.

But a teenager like Mu Shaojun should have at least watched TV.

She, Feng Fei'er, was a hot topic in the Chinese entertainment circle. She was even reputed as the Little Heavenly Queen, having only been out for a year, and the number of her fans had already exceeded 50 million. She was also the goddess in the hearts of countless otaku, the idol of the young generation.

But the fact that the youth in front of her had said that he didn't know her caused her to feel somewhat disappointed.

"No, he must be trying to attract my attention that way." Feng Fei'er stared straight at Mu Shaojun as she thought like this. She was unwilling to admit that Mu Shaojun didn't know her.

"You must be trying to attract my attention like this, right?" Feng Fei'er blinked her bright big eyes at Mu Shaojun and said, "Congratulations, you've already done it."

Mu Shaojun just looked at her for a second and then ignored her.

Seeing Mu Shaojun like this, Feng Fei'er was even more unconvinced. She did not believe that her charm was that bad.

"Don't you want to know why that happened last night?" Feng Fei'er asked.

"Not interested." Mu Shaojun replied plainly.

"You must be a fake fan." Feng Fei'er couldn't help but say angrily.

Mu Shaojun didn't pay any more attention to her and didn't know where she got her confidence from.

"I still have a concert today, so I'll give you a chance. You can be my bodyguard." Feng Fei'er stared at Mu Shaojun. She didn't believe that Mu Shaojun wouldn't reveal himself.

"Not interested." Mu Shaojun said lightly, but this time he added, "Although I saved you, you don't have to promise me your life. If you leave, you can just go left and go all the way. I won't see you off."

Seeing Mu Shaojun like this, Feng Fei'er became even more infuriated.

"No, I want someone to drive me. You were the one who brought me back, so you have to take responsibility." Feng Fei'er looked as if she was determined to win Mu Shaojun's hand.

"You can go out and fight him."

"This won't do, what if a great beauty like me meets someone who isn't on the right path?"

"Then what do you want?"

"Take me back."

Mu Shaojun looked at Feng Fei'er and could not help but have a headache. If he knew earlier, he would have thrown her into the woods.

To get rid of this trouble earlier, Mu Shaojun pulled Feng Fei'er and left.

Mu Shaojun drove Feng Fei'er back to Feng Fei'er's concert venue in the sports car that Ye Tai had given him.

Feng Fei'er's concert was held at the stadium with the largest Ningdu. Even though it was still noon, it was packed full of people. It could be seen how much influence Feng Fei'er had.

"We're here, get off." In front of the stadium, Mu Shaojun said with an impatient tone as he stopped the car.

Feng Fei'er was even more dissatisfied when she saw Mu Shaojun like this. To be able to be alone with her, this was something that many people couldn't even beg for. Yet, this blockhead in front of her didn't know whether he was a man or not.

"No, just let me get off here. This place is filled with my fans. If they see me get off your car, I'm afraid every single one of them will drown you." Feng Fei'er pointed at the people in front of the gymnasium and said proudly.

"I don't care." Mu Shaojun said lightly.

Feng Fei'er's face stiffened as she said angrily, "But I do care."

"What do you want?" Mu Shaojun stared at Feng Fei'er and wanted to kick her off. He had never met such an unreasonable woman. He had clearly saved her, but it was as if he owed her.

"I'll make a call. You drive the car into the underground garage first." Feng Fei'er said as she touched her pocket and couldn't help but look at Mu Shaojun.

"Bring it here." Feng Fei'er stretched out her hand.

"What?"

"My phone. My phone dropped yesterday."

Mu Shaojun glanced at Feng Fei'er snappily. Borrowing a phone from him was like an order to him. He was a dignified generation of Demonic Sovereign, when had he ever been treated like this?

Mu Shaojun directly gave the phone to Feng Fei'er and then drove the car to the underground parking lot.

"Meibao, I'm in the underground parking lot. Come pick me up." Feng Fei'er dialed the number and said a few words before returning the phone to Mu Shaojun.

In the underground parking lot, Mu Shaojun had just parked his car when two figures arrived in front of the car.

"Fei'er, you're finally back. I couldn't contact you last night. I thought something happened to you." One of the fat women quickly said.

Feng Fei'er didn't get out of the car. Instead, she looked at the person beside the fat woman and frowned. "Why is he here?"

Beside the fat woman was a man with gold-rimmed glasses. He looked very gentle, with a faint smile on his face from beginning to end, giving off a gentle feeling.

However, when Mu Shaojun saw this person, there was only one word to describe him: gentle scum.

"Fei'er, you haven't come back tonight. I'm worried about you." The man gently said. His eyes revealed a hint of gentleness.

However, a trace of disgust could be seen in Feng Fei'er's eyes.

"Fei'er, who is this?" The man looked through the window and saw Mu Shaojun in the driver's seat. A hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.

Although his expression disappeared in a flash, it was impossible for him to escape Mu Shaojun's gaze.

"Mu Yunhua, I already said that you don't need to care about my business." Feng Fei'er said coldly.