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

Chapter 51 The Aura of Disgust

A rustling sound came from the basement, accompanied by the screams of wolves and jackals like pigs being slaughtered.

ten minutes later.

A tattered rag was thrown at the wolf and the jackal, and Li Yubai and Yan Yu walked back.

Jiang Shu asked, "How is it?"

“No,” Yan Yu said. “Aside from being covered in fat like a pig and having whip marks from interrogation, I didn’t find anything like what you were talking about.”

"Since that's not it, then let's just teach it a lesson." Jiang Shu didn't know whether she was disappointed or relieved. "Maybe I'm being too sensitive."

"Okay." Li Yubai nodded gently.

The group left the basement.

"In the future, please keep a close eye out. If you encounter anyone with an X mark on their body, do not make a sound. Tell me immediately," Jiang Shu instructed.

Feng Li sneered: "You can't just strip every person you see of their clothes, can you?"

Jiang Shu's mood was somewhat low: "There should be some other abnormalities, such as being ruthless, twisted and perverted, or even... immortal, having lived for many, many years..."

Li Yubai asked casually, "You hate him a lot?"

"He stole what was most important to me." Jiang Shu's eyes were filled with obvious disgust. "If I can find him, I'll make sure he's reduced to ashes the moment I see him!"

"What did you steal?" Feng Li asked nonchalantly. "Brother has everything. I'll make up for it for you."

Jiang Shu didn't say anything more.

……

On the way back to Xinghua Lane, Li Yubai suddenly told Jiang Shu, "Something happened at the Li family in the capital, and I need to go back to deal with it. I'll be back in about a week. Your tutoring..."

“Leave it to me,” Feng Li replied smoothly. “After all, I’ll be the one spending every night with her from now on.”

Li Yubai seemed preoccupied and did not refute.

After sending Jiang Shu home, he didn't even have time to return to his own villa before having his assistant, Yang, arrange a private jet to fly to the capital.

On the way to the airport, Assistant Yang's thoughts were still lingering on the boss's imagined jealousy, and he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark:
"Boss, you're right. Maintaining a proper distance is a way to keep the relationship fresh. Women won't appreciate it if you just come crawling to them like before."

Li Yubai remained silent.

Assistant Yang continued, "However, I was deeply moved by my trip to Xinghua Village! Boss, could you invest in building a signal base station? There's no signal in that village, just an old and dilapidated landline that takes more than ten minutes to get through. The villagers can't even access electronic products except for watching a black and white TV with static. It's really backward."

Li Yubai absentmindedly hummed in agreement.

Assistant Yang: "Boss, you have no idea how terrifying the road to Xinghua Village was at night. I felt like I lost a layer of my soul... Not to mention the village, even Quanwen Town was practically deserted and drab. Boss, what do you think about me investing in a farmhouse inn or a supermarket there? Whether it makes money or not, it's much better than directly allocating funds for poverty alleviation! With poverty alleviation, who knows who will end up with that money?"

This time, Li Yubai didn't even bother to respond.

Assistant Yang glanced at the rearview mirror.

I then realized that my boss was staring out the window, seemingly lost in thought.

No. 082, Xinghua Lane.

Jiang Shu looked at Yan Yu, who had followed her in, and asked, "Aren't you going back to the capital?"

"I'll go back tomorrow." Yan Yu looked around Jiang Shu's rented room curiously. "Does my sister live here?"

"Hmm." "Then..." The boy was a little worried, "When we all come in a while, a family of...six people, will we be able to fit in?"

Feng Li glared at him: "Aren't you just a tiny canary? You can live in the apricot tree outside then."

Yan Yu looked at Jiang Shu with a hint of hurt in her innocent big eyes.

Jiang Shu exclaimed, "It's not that bad. After the college entrance exam, I'll move to the capital and rent a big house."

After she finished speaking, she started flipping through the book. "If you guys are free this afternoon, could you help me with my homework? I haven't had time to do my homework this weekend."

Yan Yu leaned closer: "I've won gold medals in physics and chemistry, and I'm pretty good at English and math calculations too."

Feng Li remained silent.

Yan Yu smiled and said, "I remember that due to his health condition, the young master of FY never went to school as a child and received elite education at home. I suppose tutoring his studies would be a piece of cake for him?"

He was supposed to receive elite education at home. But the upper class knew he was an incompetent academic failure who drove away one renowned teacher after another. Forget tutoring, it was uncertain whether he could even understand the questions.

However, how could a man admit that he is incapable?

Feng Li boasted casually, "I can't say anything else, but I'm pretty good at Chinese. I can write the eight-legged essay for the imperial examinations, and I've read almost all of ancient literature. Last year, when I came to China for tourism, I also got certified as a literature professor—if you don't understand any Chinese questions, just hand them over to me."

With two beautiful women by her side, Jiang Shu plunged into the sea of ​​exam questions.

At the entrance of Xinghua Lane, the agent huddled inside the nanny van and started smoking again.

His phone kept ringing, like a death knell, all urging Yan Yu to go on his scheduled appearances, but he didn't dare answer a single one.

Otherwise, how would he explain it? That his ancestors were too busy helping a young lady with her homework to take on any gigs?

Furthermore, if Yan Yu, who never gets involved with women in the entertainment industry, suddenly takes a liking to a young lady, even the slightest rumor about it would cause an uproar in the entertainment world! Millions of fans would go crazy!
The fans were so crazy that the manager couldn't even imagine it. He waited from afternoon until night, and from night until the moon was high in the sky; he was about to go crazy himself.

During that time, I secretly slipped over a few times to bring water, milk tea, and snacks... Every time I confirmed that my artist was still at his desk discussing problems with the girl, instead of having a conversation in bed, I could breathe a huge sigh of relief.

It wasn't until four in the morning that the boy finally emerged from Xinghua Lane.

The agent greeted her: "Yan Yu, you're finally out! Can we go back now? The private jet has been arranged and can take off at any time."

Yan Yu didn't answer immediately. He slightly raised his head, his beautiful eyes looking at the surveillance camera at the alley entrance, and frowned: "Why would Tianluo have surveillance cameras installed in this place?"

He got back into his car and made a call: "Check Xinghua Lane near Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School. Who authorized Tianluo surveillance?"

The reply came quickly: "Nie Zheng personally authorized it."

Yan Yu stopped asking about matters involving Nie Zheng's sensitive social class.

He instructed his agent: "Go back to the capital—put up a 'For Rent' sign on my villa in the suburbs of the capital, and wait for my notification."

The agent replied blankly with an "okay," then couldn't help but probe, "Artists' love lives are always a sensitive topic. You and that Jiang..."

"We're not lovers," Yan Yu said softly, "but I'm trying."

The agent's heart pounded: "My darling! That girl is just average-looking..."

Yan Yu did not answer again. His gaze fell on the window. Jiangcheng at four in the morning was very quiet, with sparse neon lights and deserted streets, completely unlike the bustling metropolises that never sleep like the capital or Shanghai.

But here, there was a girl whose eyes looked exactly like those of the woman in his dreams.

Could it be... her?
(End of this chapter)