If she had known it would be like this, she never would have agreed to her father's request. He had said something about him being the Police Captain after all, and even if she didn't care about Flash, she should show some face to Tony Stark. Helpless, she had agreed. Now, attending the gala in her father's stead, she was the one suffering for it.
"Flash..." Gwen was on the verge of losing her temper.
Before she could finish her sentence, Lin Feng stood up. He walked directly to Gwen's side. Under her startled gaze, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close in an intimate gesture.
"Are you deaf?" Lin Feng looked at Flash calmly, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "There's a saying that simps never win. You're harassing my girlfriend—did you get my permission first?"
"You!!" Flash's temper flared instantly, his face darkening as he glared at Lin Feng.
This person actually dared to provoke him, even going so far as to put his hands on Gwen. He was truly asking for death!
"..."
Simultaneously, Gwen's heart was racing. She knew what Lin Feng was trying to do. Thinking of his relationship with Jessica, her first instinct was to resist, but she also desperately wanted Flash to stop bothering her. After a moment of inner conflict, she decided to use Lin Feng to drive Flash away. She could explain later that they were just putting on an act.
With that in mind, she suppressed her shyness and leaned into Lin Feng, looking coldly at Flash. "Flash, you see? I already have a boyfriend. I hope you won't bother me again!"
"Gwen, I..." Flash was seething with rage. How could he not see that this was just an excuse? And all of it was because of Lin Feng.
"You yellow monkey, what kind of gutter trash are you supposed to be?" Reaching the limit of his shame, he didn't dare provoke Gwen further and instead turned his fury on Lin Feng. "This is a Stark Industries gala! Who gave a homeless stowaway like you permission to be here?"
"!!!"
A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Flash Thompson was practically begging for a grave. Previously, Lin Feng hadn't considered him worth the effort, but since the boy was so intent on seeking death, Lin Feng didn't mind obliging him. With the Shadow Corps at his disposal, orchestrating a fatal "accident" was simpler than breathing.
"Flash, you've gone too far!" Gwen snapped, her voice full of rebuke. "Mr. Lin is a guest. When you say things like that, who is the one truly lacking class?"
The commotion had already drawn the attention of the surrounding crowd. Many people were whispering and pointing. Lin Feng even noticed the Fantastic Four looking over with curious gazes, though none of them seemed inclined to intervene.
"Security!" Flash shouted, feeling a surge of triumph. He knew Lin Feng's "true" status. To appear here, the guy must have either snuck in or relied on Gwen's connections. As long as he called the guards, he could definitely have this brat kicked out.
Soon, several of Happy's security guards rushed over. The lead guard asked, "Mr. Thompson, what seems to be the trouble?"
"Him!" Flash pointed at Lin Feng with a sneer. "I suspect this individual has trespassed with malicious intent. I want you to investigate him thoroughly!"
The guard didn't take Flash's word at face value immediately. He looked at Lin Feng and asked, "Sir, who invited you? If I recall correctly, there shouldn't be any unlisted Asian guests on the registry."
The crowd erupted into hushed chatter. Flash looked smug. Even Gwen felt a pang of panic, worried for Lin Feng. She opened her mouth to speak, "He's with—"
But before she could finish, a calm voice rang out, filled with authority and a subtle, simmering anger.
"I invited him. Is there a problem?!"
"Who said that?!"
Everyone turned toward the source of the voice. When they saw the identity of the speaker, the entire room fell into a shocked silence, their faces masks of disbelief.
"Mr. Stark?!"Tap, tap, tap!
Under the expectant gaze of the crowd, Tony Stark strode forward. He looked at Lin Feng with an apologetic expression and said, "My apologies, Mr. Lin. I was struck by a flash of inspiration during an experiment and lost track of time. I'm late!"
Having said that, he turned his gaze toward the group of bodyguards. "What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and remove the irrelevant personnel!"
Tony's tone was indifferent. Although he didn't name names, his implication was crystal clear to everyone present.
"Yes, sir!"
The bodyguards moved immediately to escort Flash Thompson out. Flash tried to open his mouth to defend himself, but neither Tony Stark nor anyone else in the room cared in the slightest.
Instead, they were all burning with curiosity regarding Lin Feng's identity. For Tony Stark to treat him with such gravity—could this young Asian man be the heir to some massive dynasty from the East?
"Mr. Lin, please, follow me!" Tony invited Lin Feng to the very center of the gala.
Lin Feng didn't snub him. Under the collective stare of the elite, Tony scanned the room, pointed toward Lin Feng, and announced in a deep voice:
"Allow me to introduce everyone. This is Mr. Lin Feng—Stark Industries' newest partner and shareholder!"
Hiss!!
A collective gasp swept through the hall. Gwen's face was a mask of pure shock. Only Lin Feng had a strange expression on his face as he thought to himself: A shareholder? Why didn't I know about this?
"Mr. Lin, I truly hope you will accept this," Tony added, his tone almost bordering on a plea.
────────────────────────────────────────
Grand Opening Celebration
Sign up now and get 50% off – from today until the end of the month!
My : https://p*tre*n.com/Noctra418
Marvel: Sign-In System, Black Stocking Gwen Rolls Her Eyes!
────────────────────────────────────────