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

Chapter 61 Who Has Valuable Goods?

I just met her parents, and now I have to meet her classmates...

FY's young master felt a slight, pleasant restlessness within him.

He casually replied with an "oh," and said, "I've already met the parents, so of course there's no problem with the classmates."

After speaking, before Jiang Shu could object, Feng Li had already introduced himself to the three dumbfounded classmates in a very self-conscious and friendly manner:

"Hello, I'm Feng Li, Jiang Shu's... roommate."

A roommate?!
Three pairs of eyes turned to Jiang Shu simultaneously.

Jiang Shu looked at Feng Li with a puzzled expression, and after a long while, she earnestly explained to the group of people who looked like they had been struck by lightning:

"Don't listen to his nonsense, we're just friends."

"Yeah, we're friends." Feng Li said sarcastically, "What ordinary friend would want to roll around in your arms at night?"

"Feng Li!" Jiang Shu said, slightly annoyed. "Stop fooling around! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you into the slaughterhouse tonight!"

Feng Li decisively shut her mouth, her peach blossom eyes filled with a deep, resentful look as if she were gazing at the unfaithful man.

Jiang Shu took a deep breath: "Class is about to start, you should go back first."

Even though Feng Li had a terrible temper in front of her, he quickly restrained himself. Now, he had reverted to his arrogant demeanor and held out his hand to her, "You haven't transferred my allowance yet. Transfer it now?"

Jiang Shu quickly transferred 100 yuan via WeChat: "Hurry up and go."

"Then I'll take a shower and change my clothes first and wait for you to come back, okay?" Feng Li leaned closer to her and gently unbuttoned the top button, his peach blossom eyes sparkling. "Tonight, we'll fight all night long."

After uttering a series of misleading remarks, Feng Li straightened up and walked towards the door of the coffee shop with his perfect figure.

Outside, a large group of bodyguards had appeared out of nowhere. Upon seeing Feng Li, they immediately surrounded him and shielded him. The group then gradually disappeared into the distance.

Jiang Shu, feeling somewhat exhausted, continued to explain to Qin Dou and the others, "What he meant was staying up all night to explain problems. Don't misunderstand."

Lin Shuangshuang said in a dreamlike state: "But, what ordinary friend would give you pocket money every day... and the way he looks at you is too wolfish!"

Xu Yan watched the departing figure thoughtfully: "Jiang Shu, who is your friend? Such a grand entourage! And his demeanor...it doesn't seem like something an ordinary family could produce..."

Jiang Shu exclaimed, "I don't know, I'm not sure."

She originally wanted to introduce him to a few classmates so they could get to know each other properly, but that guy had such a foul mouth, so forget it. She even regretted getting to know him!

Qin Dou suddenly interjected, "I feel like he looks a lot like FY..."

He didn't dare say the rest.

Some words, once spoken, can easily cause trouble.

……

Inside the cramped rented room, the kitchen was a mess.

When Feng Li returned from school, the housekeeper had already cleaned the stove. The two trash cans were filled with countless precious ingredients, including chopped Wagyu beef, burnt yellow croaker, and spilled caviar. On the floor in the corner of the kitchen, there were also several misshapen heart-shaped fried eggs and a broken porcelain plate.

After the housework was all done, Feng Li rolled up his sleeves, found a recipe video on his phone, and started chopping tomatoes...

An hour later, looking at the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that had turned into ketchup, the usually arrogant and confident man finally lost his patience. He threw all the ingredients into the trash can and made a phone call: "Get me the best Chinese chef in Jiangcheng."

School in the afternoon.

Jiang Shu took the phone from Zhou Houde and was about to leave when Zhou Houde called her back:
“Jiang Shu, don’t listen to your nephew when he explains problems. The more I think about it, the more I feel that his thinking is a bit off, and his reasoning is also a bit flawed. I don’t know why my brain short-circuited in front of him yesterday, and I was led astray at every turn…”

Jiang Shu nodded obediently: "I understand."

"Also, the teacher heard that he caused a traffic jam at the school gate today because he brought lunch. Cough cough, tell him to be more discreet in the future..."

Jiang Shu deeply agreed: "We should be more low-key."

Leaving the office, Jiang Shu finally had the mind to think about the live-streamed PK on Wednesday night. The temptation of fifty million...

She took a deep breath, leaned against the flower bed on campus, and sent a message to the group chat:

Dear patron: [Anyone with valuable goods? Let me sell them for you. I don't take a service fee; I'll give you back whatever price you make.]

Beiming Youyu: [I'll send you some sheets of paper worth over a billion tomorrow.]

Bliss: [I have a few watches here, they're not worth much, take them as a bonus.]

A smug cat: [Image of a bathrobe partially visible.jpg]

The affectionate cat: [I've finished my shower, when are you coming back for dinner?]

Sparrow God: […]

The Queen's loyal dog: [...]

Jiang Shu, exasperated, logged out of the pet camp group chat, which always went off-topic after just a few words.

Just then, a message from an unknown number suddenly appeared in my few friends list:

Xia: [Master Jiang, that batch of pills is ready. I'll send them to you tomorrow.]

Jiang Shu replied with a "okay".

Xia: [I've recently developed a new max-level medicine formula. Once it's finished, I'll send it to Master Jiang to try it out.]

Jiang Shu: Mm.

Five minutes later, Li Yubai's private message also came through:

The Queen's Loyal Dog: [My patron, I'll be back tomorrow afternoon to assist you.]

Jiang Shu thought of the mischievous cat still lying at home, her feelings complicated, and sighed in reply:
"Li Yubai, this family will fall apart without you."

Xinghua Lane.

When Jiang Shu pushed open the door, she was startled by the lively scene inside.

A plump middle-aged man in a chef's uniform was crammed into the small kitchen, teaching Feng Li how to cut vegetables. The man seemed to have just taken a shower, wearing a low-cut bathrobe. His well-defined fingers held the knife elegantly, carefully slicing uneven potato slices under the chef's guidance.

On the stove next to it, there were some beef brisket cut into barely presentable pieces, and a plate of irregularly shaped caviar chocolate pudding.

Hearing the sound, Feng Li turned around, his gaze lingering on Jiang Shu for a moment before picking up a pudding and placing it on the desk: "Have a snack to tide you over, dinner will be ready soon."

Jiang Shu was a little surprised: "You asked me to come back for dinner in the group chat, is it for a meal?"

"Otherwise what?" Feng Li glanced at her. "What kind of filthy thoughts are you having?"

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Shu's reaction, he turned around and focused on following the chef's steps. A simple dish of braised beef brisket with potatoes was made by his slender, jade-like hands, stumbling and struggling for three hours before finally being served to Jiang Shu at nine o'clock in the evening.

The chef, wiping the sweat from his brow, left. Feng Li casually sat down next to Jiang Shu and pointed at the dishes:
"Take a bite—this is my first time, and I'll give it to you tonight."

"Can't you speak properly?" Jiang Shu picked up a piece of beef; the meat was of good quality, but it was very salty.

"I'm always easy to talk to in front of you." Feng Li leaned lazily against her. "Tell me, is my cooking better or that jerk's cooking?"

"You want to hear the truth?"

"Fine, you're just trying to annoy me with your words." Feng Li immediately gave up teasing her when he saw her expression. "Hurry up and eat, then do your Chinese test. I have a new idea today that will amaze everyone with your reading comprehension."

Jiang Shu's eyes widened: "What's your idea?"

"Finding an author is unreliable, so I'll just find the person who sets the questions directly..." Feng Li's voice carried a hint of smugness. "Isn't that amazing?"

(End of this chapter)