After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 127 Li Yubai is not that kind of person
Feng Li suddenly felt sorry for his mother-in-law. What kind of person had she married back then!

Seeing that Feng Li suddenly fell silent again, Guan Muyun felt a strange sense of panic: "Your Highness, you..."

"I don't want to talk to you right now." Feng Li pointed to the tea in front of him. "Drink your tea first."

Guan Muyun absentmindedly picked up the tea.

Feng Li casually picked up a report and looked at it for fun.

Ten minutes later, Guan Muyun spoke again: "Your Highness..."

Feng Li glanced at his watch and said, "It's still early. Why don't we chat a bit, Your Excellency?"

Guan Muyun was a little confused: "What kind of casual conversation can I have with the Crown Prince when we're meeting for the first time?"

"For example... does the Emperor cry often?"

"..." Guan Muyun said in a serious tone, "What are you saying, Your Highness! As the head of the Guan family, I do have some authority, but crying is impossible for me!"

"Last time you were at Ning Yunzhan's, weren't you crying your heart out in front of your father-in-law and brother-in-law?"

Guan Muyun swayed, her eyes filled with embarrassment and shame: "That bastard surnamed Ning tells everyone everything! I didn't!"

“You have it.” Feng Li nodded affirmatively. “That scene was captured by Ning Yunzhan’s security camera and shared with me. Heh, Yan Yu and Li Yubai saw it too.”

Guan Muyun almost choked on his breath: "That Ning fellow is so despicable!"

Feng Li leisurely poured him another cup of tea: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't laugh at you. Here, continue drinking your tea..."

Guan Muyun had no intention of being polite: "Your Highness, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

"His leg... is it not going to be treated?"

"..." Guan Muyun looked dejected. "I don't think you had any intention of introducing me to someone."

Otherwise, it wouldn't seem like they were deliberately stalling for time while intentionally reopening old wounds...

"I agree," Feng Li said with a lazy smile. "However, the specific compensation needs to be discussed further."

Guan Muyun's expression softened slightly: "Your Highness, please state your conditions."

“The pay will be tripled. We can only meet for one hour each day, and you’ll be paid for that hour regardless of whether she gets treatment or not.” Feng Li’s tone was a bit roguish. “You’re not allowed to invite her to meals, you’re not allowed to pry into her private life, you’re not allowed to let any unrelated people within one meter of her, and you’re not allowed to stare at her for more than one minute…”

Guan Muyun: "..."

ten minutes later.

Feng Li, who had lost count of how many times he had said "no," took a breath, feeling a little tired, and asked, "Did you understand everything?"

Guan Muyun's lips twitched slightly, looking quite indifferent: "...Your Highness, rest assured, I would be happy to keep my distance."

"Alright. Go back and wait for news."

Guan Muyun breathed a sigh of relief, thanked them repeatedly, and then notified his assistant to come in and push him away.

After leaving the chairman's office of Fengshen Group, the special assistant asked Guan Muyun, "Should we go straight home?"

"Contact the legal team." Guan Muyun's face was grim, and the corners of his eyes began to redden. "Send that scoundrel Ning Yunzhan a lawyer's letter! He's ruined my reputation, how am I supposed to assert my authority as a husband in front of Yunyun in the future? He's utterly despicable!"

In the chairman's office.

Feng Li took her phone out of the bonsai tree, adjusted her beautiful, almost fairy-like face to the most flattering angle, and faced the camera:
"Honey, did you hear that? Should we take this business deal or not?"

Jiang Shu didn't answer the question, but just muttered to herself, "Ali, you're throwing mud at Ning Yunzhan. If you two start fighting, don't blame me for not protecting you..."

After saying that, he hung up the video call.

Feng Li chuckled indifferently, lowered his head, and sent a message to Ning Yunzhan: "I've created an opportunity for you to gain favor with your scumbag father-in-law. You're welcome."

"..." Ning Yunzhan replied instantly, "What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into now?"

"Guess for yourself." Feng Li handed over the baton with his long, slender fingers. "My turn is over. It's your turn."

Rong Jingchen's villa. Rong Jingchen glanced at the hour hand on his wristwatch, which pointed to 11 p.m., and squinted.

Jiang Shu put away her phone and winked at him: "It's all right now. What's our plan now—if there's time, let's go see the song and dance performance you arranged?"

Rong Jingchen's expression was complicated: "It's highly likely we won't be able to go."

Jiang Shu asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Rong Jingchen didn't explain, but handed her a plate of cut fruit: "I'll go get you a charger."

Jiang Shu glanced at her phone, which still had 40% battery left: "Hmm?"

Just then, Ning Yunzhan's video call came in.

Jiang Shu glanced at Rong Jingchen's clear eyes, then at the video request, and sighed softly.

Then, connect.

“My patron, it’s noon here, the sun is shining brightly.” Ning Yunzhan’s voice was cheerful. “I happen to be at the Buckingham Palace complex, the conceptual nine-dimensional building I showed you last time. Didn’t you say you really wanted to visit it in person? I’ll take you to every corner now, how about it?”

Jiang Shu hesitated.

Ning Yunzhan stared at her troubled expression, his eyes slightly downcast: "So, the benefactor actually has no interest in my architectural world at all, right?"

A beautiful woman in distress can be quite devastating.

Jiang Shu compromised: "Who said that? I like it very much. Come on, let's start with that winding white staircase?"

Ning Yunzhan slowly focused his phone, and the golden sunlight shone on his artistic face, making him appear bright and cheerful again...

Rong Jingchen opened a bottle of red wine and drank alone in the night.

Ning Yunzhan's clear, melodious voice drifted from the other end of the video call, describing everything from the stairs to the eaves, the flowerbeds, and the interior design… It seemed he talked about a lot, yet nothing was truly explained. Rong Jingchen listened for two whole hours, absorbing nothing, his frustration only growing stronger…

The clock struck 1:30 a.m., and things finally quieted down on Ning Yunzhan's end.

Jiang Shu looked at her phone, which only had one bar of battery left, and casually plugged it into the charger. Then, with eyes even more bewildered than Rong Jingchen's, she looked at Rong Jingchen with a dazed expression.

"Artistic things are more tiring to deal with than doing practice problems." She rubbed her eyes. "I can't take it anymore, I need to sleep."

Rong Jingchen swirled his wine glass, his expression inscrutable: "You'd better wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?"

"And Li Yubai hasn't come to dig into my nighttime time with my sugar daddy."

Jiang Shu: "...Li Yubai isn't that kind of person. He knows his limits perfectly."

……

Li Yubai was indeed not that kind of person, but he knew that his special assistant was.

So Li Yubai called Assistant Yang: "Jiang Shu can't sleep, find her something exciting to keep her entertained all night..."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Shu received a mysterious phone call from Assistant Yang:
"Do you remember the 30,000 words Gao Jing sent you last time?"

Jiang Shu half-covered her phone and lowered her voice: "What do you want to say?"

“I have some new ones here.” Assistant Yang paused for a moment. “The visuals are more exciting, there are more versions, the speed is faster, and it’s not just my boss’s, there’s also Yan Yu’s, and that short-lived guy’s…”

Jiang Shu swallowed hard: "Where did you get this?"

"Isn't Gao Jing in charge of banning these things?" Assistant Yang chuckled. "It's kind of fun to steal a little from someone in charge now and then. Jiang, do you want some?"

Jiang Shu exclaimed, "Does your boss know? This is getting back to you... isn't that a bit much?"

"We've been friends for so long, you wouldn't betray me, right?"

Jiang Shu nodded decisively: "I'll delete it after I finish reading it!"

(End of this chapter)