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

Chapter 180 Jiang Liuyun's Accident

At 2 a.m., we finally returned to the villa.

It was Feng Li's birthday, and it also happened to be his Tuesday boyfriend time.

So this time, as soon as the others got home, they went to wash up and started playing mahjong, while Jiang Shu followed Feng Li to his room.

Feng Li's room is very similar to Jiang Shu's, with a black, white, and gray color scheme and a strong forest-style feel.

Jiang Shu took out her phone and opened the transfer page: "You can enter the amount yourself, any amount you want, consider it my birthday present to you—I'll take you shopping for clothes tomorrow, and you can buy anything else you like!"

"Didn't you already give me the gift?" Feng Li took out the black doll from under the pillow on the bedside table. "This one, I really like it."

Jiang Shu looked at the smooth, shiny doll that looked like it had been played with often, and felt a little embarrassed: "This won't do. It only cost a few dollars. Besides, it wasn't given to you at your birthday party today. It's not a proper gift."

"Today isn't actually my birthday," Feng Li chuckled lightly. "Why the need for such a grand ceremony?"

"Not your birthday?" Jiang Shu was taken aback. "Then when is your real birthday?"

“…I don’t know.” Feng Li was a little annoyed. “Anyway, everyone celebrates my birthday on this day, and it’s been like this for so many years. As for my real birthday, nobody knows.”

It looks like there's something fishy going on?

But Jiang Shu checked the time on her phone and realized she didn't have time to follow the gossip anymore.

She put her phone away: "If you refuse the red envelope, don't come after me later! I'm going to the film set."

"What's the rush?" Feng Li wrapped his arms around her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Baby, answer me a question."

Jiang Shu hummed in agreement: "Go ahead."

Feng Li gently rested his chin on the top of her head, seemingly casually asking, "If one day, only one of me and Li Yubai could live, who would you choose to live?"

Jiang Shu gently patted his hand: "Are you sick?"

“I’ve always been sick…” Feng Li slowly released her. “Go on, your film crew is waiting for you.”

Jiang Shu looked at him in surprise: "You didn't pester me for the answer to that multiple-choice question just now?"

"Then will you tell me the answer?"

Jiang Shu paused for a moment: "What you're saying is like... a courtesan asking her client to choose one of several courtesans. He's just a business client, what's there to choose? If you really want to be my must-have, then work hard to turn the sugar daddy contract into a marriage certificate, so you can rightfully have this sugar daddy all to yourself!"

"So, when are you going to get a marriage certificate with me?" Feng Li scoffed. "Do you dare to go?"

“I’m not like you, so possessive. I prefer to share my affections equally.” Jiang Shu stood up. “Unless one day you have the ability to make me… devote my love to only you.”

Feng Li smiled mockingly, but remained silent.

The National Day holiday passed by in a flash.

Nie Dingyi and his group organized the footage they had taken and sent it to Jiang Shu:

"President, our short drama 'The Richest Man's White Moonlight' has finished filming. I went to talk to a few editing companies this morning, but their asking prices were all too high. If you're not in a hurry, I'll go and ask a few more."

"No need. We'll recruit two freshmen from film and television academies who are good at editing and post-production. It doesn't matter if their skills are lacking; I can send them to the technical department of Yanxing Group for two months of advanced training."

Nie Ding was overjoyed: "As long as our company reveals that there is a possibility of further training in the technical department of Yanxing Group, we will definitely not have to worry about recruiting people!"

Jiang Shu nodded: "It's just for two months of study, and the tuition will be paid off with my salary."

"There are still plenty of people willing to come! President, you don't know, when people from the technical department of Yanxing Group come out to give lectures, they charge 35,000 yuan per class! And it's only forty minutes!"

Jiang Shu didn't want to discuss this topic anymore: "Give me the materials for this micro-drama, and ask a friend to help with the editing. It will be released on the 10th. Remember to come up with several promotional slogans, and try to make it a hit!"

Two days later.

Jiang Shu was looking through the promotional advertisements made by Nie Dingyi and his group when Yan Yu sent the source files over via computer.

"Sister, your micro-drama club's 'The Richest Man's White Moonlight' is finished editing. We've also sent you our private, self-preserved version, titled 'Chronicles of a Fallen City 1,' so don't get them mixed up..."

Jiang Shu hummed in agreement and sat down at the computer to wait for the file transfer. Jiang Tao and the others gathered around her, waiting as well.

"President, our fastest record before was ten days to finish a short drama, and that was only twenty minutes long. With you here, our whole club is going to take off!"

"Before we met the president, the most important director we had ever met was a third or fourth-tier director in the directing world. At that time, we never dared to imagine that we would be able to talk to a big shot like Director Xu!"

"These past few days on set, I've received invaluable guidance from my seniors, learning more than I did in several years of school! This experience is truly a treasure..."

As everyone chatted amongst themselves, Jiang Shu began to doze off and gradually drifted off into a daze.

Just then, a strong and rapid feeling of palpitation suddenly appeared in the location of her heart!
Jiang Shu's expression changed slightly!
She suddenly sat up, feeling a sharp, dull pain in her heart, her face gradually turning pale...

"Xiao Shu? Xiao Shu, what's wrong?" Xu Yan was the first to notice that something was wrong with her and immediately helped her up.

Jiang Shu opened her mouth, but her mind went blank, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Xu Yan immediately shouted, "Bring warm water! Also, notify the school clinic!"

A glass of warm water was offered to Jiang Shu's lips. She gently pushed the glass away, slowly straightened up, her hand still resting on her heart, and gazed slowly towards the distant southwestern sky...

Trying, he finally found his voice, dry and hoarse: "Help me ask the school for leave. I'll leave the club's affairs to you. I'm going back to Jiangcheng for a while."

After saying that, he immediately took out his phone and started requesting a group video chat...

Behind me, a beep sounded, indicating that the two files had been successfully transferred!

Jiang Tao watched Jiang Shu's departing figure and asked, "President, what about all those documents?"

"No matter how many, put them all online."

After saying that, Jiang Shu ran wildly towards the school gate!

The video call was connected halfway through.

"My patron, what's wrong?" Ning Yunzhan asked first.

"Whose private jet will take me back to Jiangcheng?" Jiang Shu demanded. "Immediately!"

“My plane is fine,” Li Yubai said decisively. “I’ll arrange the flight path now.”

Feng Li sat with his legs crossed in the Fengshen Group office: "What happened?"

"The bracelet I gave my mom broke!" Jiang Shu said gravely. "I need to go find my mom!"

Rong Jingchen thought of Nie Zheng, whom he hadn't been able to contact for a long time, and immediately stood up: "I'll go back to Xinghua Village with you."

Yan Yu, Li Yubai, and Ning Yunzhan did not hesitate:
"We're coming too! Mr. Boss, wait for us at the school gate, we'll come pick you up now."

Fengshen Group.

After hanging up the video call, Feng Li called Nie Hongnian over: "Young master is going on another long trip, and won't be back for three to five days."

"Take your bodyguards with you, and you can go wherever you want," Nie Hongnian said indifferently.

Feng Li glanced at him: "All the top recommendations on short video websites will be reserved for the Kunpeng Micro-Drama Club of the Film Academy. They will be launching a micro-drama in the next couple of days. Keep an eye on it."

"It's no big deal!" Nie Hongnian waved his hand. "You should go now!"

Two hours later.

Two luxurious private jets took off from the capital and flew directly to Jiangcheng.

Four hours later, Li Yubai and his entourage, along with a dense entourage of bodyguards, boarded more than thirty luxury cars and sped off towards Xinghua Village!

Meanwhile, two short dramas quietly premiered on major platforms at 6 PM...

(End of this chapter)