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

Chapter 138 Rollover
Jiang Shu leaned closer to Feng Li: "Ah Li, you brought this on yourself, so don't cry later."

Feng Li scoffed: "You think you can make your brother cry?"

The next moment, the world spun around!

The moment the second wave of high-ranking officials pushed the door open and entered, Jiang Shu pinned Feng Li down, grabbed his chin with one hand, and coldly said, "What, you cried your eyes out under me all night last night, and now you want it again, huh?"

The group of high-ranking officials stood at the door, wanting to listen but not daring to, caught in a dilemma.

Jiang Shu turned around and glanced lazily at the executives: "Since you're here, come in. The soup is over on the sofa."

The higher-ups forced themselves to walk in, silently sat in a corner, pricked up their ears, and absentmindedly sipped their soup...

Jiang Shu hooked one arm around Feng Li's collar, adopting a domineering CEO-like demeanor: "In broad daylight, you actually want to strip naked like last night and beg me to look at you? Do you know you're playing with fire?"

Feng Li: "..."

"It's not too late to regret it now, don't come crying to me later and begging me to stop."

"Heh..." The beautiful man's eyes misted over, and his enchanting chin lifted slightly. "Please, don't stop."

Jiang Shu: "..."

With a tearing sound, the thin shirt was ripped to shreds by brute force!

The higher-ups were horrified!
She secretly glanced at her young master, only to find that the usually domineering and arrogant man was now practically melting into a pool of spring water! His clothes were torn, and he was pinned down by the girl, his ears slightly red, his lips alluring, and his eyes sparkling. Just one glance was enough to exude a captivating sensuality!

"Well, Your Highness, please go ahead and get busy!" The high-ranking officials swallowed hard and retreated in a flustered manner.
The office quieted down.

The sensual atmosphere gradually dissipated.

Feng Li stood up and casually straightened his torn clothes: "Baby, do you want to continue? You haven't made your brother cry yet..."

"Of the five of you, you're the most shameless." Jiang Shu clapped her hands. "Continue."

Another group of high-level executives knocked on the door and came in...

This time, Jiang Shu pressed Feng Li directly onto the table, ripped off his entire tattered shirt, and then grabbed a gauze scarf to half-cover him.
"I've told you so many times, I have a family. You'd rather be a mistress than accept my love. This kind of love is doomed to fail..."

The higher-ups: Holy crap! Huge news! The heir is actually a mistress!
Jiang Shu: "No matter how many times you please me, it's useless. Don't forget your place. You're just a stray cat I keep. Stop dreaming about being my wife. Instead, spend your time learning how to please your sugar daddy in bed, hmm?"

Feng Li: "...Hmm."

Jiang Shu looked at Feng Li, whose eyes were both smiling and drooling, then at the group of people who were holding bowls but hadn't drunk a drop, their eyes twitching as they glanced in their direction...

Feng Li lifted the light veil covering her body, her tone languid and alluring: "A title can't put food on the table. What you eat is what you own. Come on, my sugar daddy, please take me right now and make me cry..."

These high-ranking officials immediately dared not linger! What happened next was something they couldn't bear to watch!
The absent-minded executives even forgot to put down their bowls and slipped towards the door with them.

Jiang Shu and Feng Li stared at each other for two seconds. Under the other's teasing gaze, her eyes suddenly reddened, and she raised her voice:

"You bitch! Don't think I don't know what you're after, going to such lengths to become my mistress and get registered in my household!"

What else could the picture be?
The pace of the higher-ups slowed down.

Feng Li was momentarily confused: "Huh?"

Jiang Shu sneered: "What you're after isn't me, it's my husband! I will never give him up to you! Not even if the three of us share one household registration!"

Feng Li: "..."

This time, there was no need to urge them at all; the higher-ups were scrambling to get away as fast as they could! Lingering for even a second longer would be disrespectful to the gossip!

Jiang Shu asked Feng Li, "Are we coming again? Call another group of people. This time, I'll switch to the persona of a weak, innocent girl begging a scumbag to come back?"

Feng Li didn't respond immediately. His phone rang incessantly, all messages coming from Nie Hongnian:

"My assistant secretly took screenshots of several private group chats in the company, and they were all about you."

"You little devil, you actually cried all night under a woman?"

"Holy crap! You knew it was a third party and you were the third party?"

"!!! You actually slept with one of his women for a man? My little darling, the old man will be furious if he finds out!"

"...Several young women in the copywriting department have anonymously transformed the steamy scene of you being pinned down by a woman in the office into thousands of action descriptions..."

Feng Li immediately blocked Nie Hongnian.

He slowly got up, casually picked out a new shirt and put it on, then started calling Ning Yunzhan, who was far away overseas.

Ning Yunzhan: "What is it?"

Feng Li: "When are you coming back?"

"Not so fast." Ning Yunzhan used his alternate account to browse the company's gossip posts for a while. The embarrassing discussions about being princess-carried during team building hadn't subsided yet. "I plan to stay for another week. What's wrong?"

"Where?"

"A resort island in Country Y."

"Send me your location and reserve a resort hotel for me," Feng Li said listlessly. "I'll fly over this afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Li tossed Jiang Shu a car key: "Go to Li Yubai's place by yourself later. I won't take you there."

“You’re going abroad…” Jiang Shu said “Oh,” “Then shall we continue the game we were playing? I haven’t made you cry yet.”

"You didn't make your brother cry, but your husband did." Feng Li leaned closer to her, chuckling through gritted teeth. "Your brother remembers all of this! When we actually do it together later, he'll make sure you get it back in bed, interest and all..."

Jiang Shu looked at the unruly Feng Li and silently took a few steps away.

Feng Li really did leave on a whim; a few minutes later, he went out the gate and headed to the tarmac where his private plane was located.

As Jiang Shu picked up her car keys and left Fengshen Group, she passed the tea room and faintly heard gossip coming from inside:

"The young master actually likes a married man, and in order to be with that man, he even seduced his wife and became his mistress... Is the ultimate devil in the entertainment industry really this promiscuous in private?"

"Ahhh! I can't believe it when I think of that stunning face! A man who looks like that should be cherished by all the women in the world, how could he be that kind of person!"

"It must be a joke, right? I heard he even made duck soup for his girlfriend! Last night, to show off a tie clip his girlfriend gave him, he kept all the senior executives and big shots up for half the night!"

"Whatever! Just remember this from now on: it's better to offend the Crown Prince than to offend his girlfriend! A woman who can keep the Crown Prince as a mistress must be a goddess!"

"Did you all see that the Crown Prince seemed a little frustrated when he left...?"

"Blind guess, it's because... well, we didn't get to have enough fun in the office just now?"

……

Jiang Shu lowered her head to avoid all gazes, took the elevator directly into the underground parking garage, and drove away.

After half an hour.

The jewelry design building under the Lee Group.

Li Yubai was in a meeting when a message from Jiang Shu popped up on WeChat:
"Is now a convenient time? I'll come to the Li Group to find you."

(End of this chapter)