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

Chapter 33 Quotes from a Scumbag Woman
The man on the other end of the video suddenly stopped acting up!
After a long silence, the young master of FY tentatively asked, "What did you say?"

Jiang Shu repeated firmly, "I said, I'll come pick you up myself. Let's see which bastard dares to snatch you from me."

The young master of FY cleared his throat, still sounding weak and embarrassed:

"Oh, isn't this a bit inappropriate? After all, I've followed you without any official status or recognition..."

“The cat skin is mended.” Jiang Shu interrupted the other person’s affectation. “Don’t you want to be… my first real customer to complete a transaction?”

"..." FY's young master couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, "Then, alright."

Ward.

FY's son hung up the video call, seemingly still wanting more.

At the doorway, Old Master Feng and the butler stood there, their faces twitching, staring at him blankly for who knows how long.

The doctor, with a dark expression, explained, "Young Master Feng did not receive any emergency treatment. He woke up as soon as he was wheeled into the emergency room. He refused to leave and asked the nurse for a blood pack and his cell phone. He smeared all over his face and body himself. Don't worry, sir, your grandson is unharmed except for being weak."

Grandpa Feng pulled out his cane with trembling hands: "Ali! What are you doing now!"

"Make it look pitiful, just post it on WeChat Moments. Why make such a fuss, Grandpa?" The young master of FY disgustedly tugged at the bloodstains on his body. "The photoshoot is over. Now prepare some hot water for me. I want to take a bath."

Grandpa Feng resisted the urge to slap him: "You little brat! Since you're alright, come home with me and rest for a few days. Then Grandpa will send you to the most heavily guarded base in FY."

"What base are you going to!" FY's young master chuckled lazily. "I want to go to China—get me Chinese citizenship, I want to settle down there."

"Absurd!" Old Master Feng's face darkened. "You are FY's only heir. Why aren't you staying home to inherit the family fortune? What are you doing in China?"

"With my stunning good looks, which are 100% of my Eastern heritage, I should naturally go and conquer the familiar tribes..." The Crown Prince sneered, "FY also migrated from China. Now I am just returning to my roots, fulfilling my ancestors' homesickness!"

"I won't allow it!" Old Master Feng glared and puffed out his beard. "You little troublemaker, you cause trouble wherever you go! Now there are enemies everywhere who want to take revenge on you. Even Jing Chen, who was once your closest friend, has turned against you! If you don't have FY's protection, I don't know how many days you can last!"

The old butler chimed in, "Yes, young master! Your health isn't good, how can you live so far away? You almost died in China half a year ago, barely escaping death. Let's not go through that trouble, okay..."

FY's young master's attention was drawn to a name: "Jing Chen? Turned against each other?"

The old butler said with lingering fear, "Young master, you don't know yet. The bomb that caused this explosion was dropped by your family's good friend, Rong Jingchen..."

FY's young master was momentarily bewildered: "Rong Jingchen...who is that?"

The old butler kindly reminded him: "The direct descendant of the Iris family, a family that has been friends with FY for generations, who has 75% Chinese blood, has changed his Chinese name to Rong Jingchen, taking his mother's surname in recent years."

FY's heir reacted calmly: "I don't recognize him."

Undeterred, the old butler reminded him again: "When we were little, we played in the mud together, raided bird nests, and during our rebellious phases, we ran away from home together and jumped into the river together... When you were 18, we burned down FY's gene bank together..."

FY's young master racked his brains for a while: "I have a vague recollection, but not much. Why would he kill me?"

"He said it was an accidental injury." Old Master Feng scoffed. "Judging from his expression, it seems like he did it on purpose—anyway, you better shut up and don't go anywhere."

"Grandpa, do you want to see your granddaughter-in-law?" The young master of FY asked, his eyes deep and unfathomable. "Do you want to see one great-grandchild after another?"

Grandpa Feng glanced at him from head to toe: "I've given up on you. You're already 23. In a few days, I'll have someone extract your genes and create an artificially conceived fetus to carry on FY's lineage."

"Then I'll have to burn the gene bank again." "You bastard!"

FY's young master smiled insincerely: "I've been a scoundrel countless times!"

……

Grandpa Feng stormed out of the hospital and instructed the butler, "Arrange more bodyguards and keep a close eye on Ali. Don't let him leave the hospital these next few days—find the safest base, perfect the security system, and then secretly take him there."

Inside the hospital room, the young master of FY was already in a cheerful mood, assigning tasks to his bodyguards:
"Go and pack all my new bathrobes. I'll give you an address later, and you can mail them directly there. Also, prepare a few nice outfits for me—the kind that make women want to sleep with me, you know?"

The bodyguard respectfully withdrew.

The young master of FY was alone in the hospital room, still reeking of blood. He took out his phone, found a photo of Jiang Shu, gazed at it quietly, and smiled slightly…

No. 082, Xinghua Lane.

Li Yubai arrived in a hurry, still carrying a hint of the night's dampness.

"I was busy at work today, so I'm late," Li Yubai said apologetically to the girl. "Shall I go and make you some food?"

"There's no rush to cook," Jiang Shu said thoughtfully. "Could I borrow your private jet for a bit?"

Li Yubai paused for a moment: "Are you going out?"

Jiang Shu observed Li Yubai's expression: "Hmm, going to America to pick someone up."

Li Yubai remained silent for a long while.

Then, turning her face away to look at the apricot tree outside, she chuckled softly, her voice a mix of joy and sorrow: "That cat?"

"Okay." Jiang Shu nodded. "Taking it will save you from being bored by yourself. It's good to have another friend to keep you company!"

Li Yubai: "..."

He silently swallowed the blood welling up inside him, forcing a smile: "When do we set off?"

"The sooner the better." Jiang Shu said as she began packing her luggage—

The simple black backpack contained no clothes, only a charger, toiletries, and a newly finished fur coat.

Li Yubai's gaze was fixed on the fur. He wanted to say something, but his throat was dry and his chest felt tight, so he couldn't utter a single word.

Jiang Shu noticed his unusual behavior and reached out to pat his cold hand: "Don't be jealous! He's not here to break us up, but to join this family. You're virtuous and generous, and you've known him for a while, so you should get along well with him—don't worry, I'll mend your fur next. If things go quickly, it should be finished in a month at most!"

Looking at the girl spouting cheesy, manipulative phrases, Li Yubai felt a tightness in his chest and it took him a while to catch his breath: "Where...where did you learn all these things?"

“There’s only one black-and-white TV in the village, covered in static,” Jiang Shu replied naturally. “It shows these kinds of love stories between devoted men and women every day, which is quite interesting.”

Filled with sorrow and helplessness, Li Yubai finally sighed, "I'll make some dinner. Take it with you and eat it on the way."

An hour later, Jiang Shu, carrying an exquisite box of pastries, boarded a private jet bound for Country M...

(End of this chapter)