Chapter Forty-One: A Tiny Counterattack!!!

On the stage, the project plan, meticulously crafted by the entire team through countless days and nights of labor, was presented. Lu Tian’s composure, reserve, and well-organized exposition earned her rounds of applause and praise that were beyond dispute.

A reporter even asked directly, "Ms. Rachel, you have just arrived in Jinggang to start your business. How were you able to secure a partnership with the Nordic Li family in such a short time? Is it because you have a deep connection with that mysterious head of the family?"

It was common knowledge throughout the Jinggang business circle that Fei Jing had been brimming with confidence regarding the partnership with the Li family from the very beginning.

But...

"In business, one speaks of business. I believe Mr. Li decided to partner with me simply because he found our proposal to be superior."

With that single sentence, she subtly mocked the Fei Group for being less capable than a startup.

Chen Yi glanced at his phone screen.

Fei Jing had replied: [It is just a beauty mark; it cannot be Tiantian.]

—[The reason?]

The press conference was drawing to a close.

A reply came: [Seven years as a housewife—she would not have such radiance about her.]

—[Heh, old Fei, you are truly dark. To lock Lu Tian by your side for a lifetime, there is no low you won't stoop to!]

Chen Yi sighed and looked up at the main stage.

Lu Tian, wearing a hat, was announcing something: "At the request of another, our company has decided to donate a commercial building to serve as a dormitory for the single staff of the Jinggang Air Traffic Control Bureau. The contract will be signed within two days."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi, who had intended to leave early, froze.

A reporter pressed, "At the request of another? Ms. Rachel, could this person be Mr. Li?"

"That is a secret. I have no comment."

The news sent shockwaves through the crowd.

Both online and within the Jinggang circles, two things were being furiously debated: First, who exactly was this Rachel who had appeared out of thin air? Second, how would the typically arrogant and talented Fei Jing, who had lost so thoroughly this time, manage to turn the tide?

"Within a month, Rachel’s company will merge with the Fei Group. We will act as the executive party for the Nordic Li family project."

Inside the Fei Group boardroom, Fei Jing spoke as if it were a matter of course. He was a domineering man. When he made a decision, he never allowed anyone to question it.

A director chuckled with a hint of sarcasm, "Fine. Our CEO Fei is young and promising, and he has a handsome face that women adore. Securing a foreign woman shouldn't be difficult."

"That’s right. Even that eldest daughter of the Lu family, who held her head so high, was taken down by our CEO in no time, wasn't she?"

"Climbing the ladder by relying on women is certainly much easier. Tell me, CEO, you’re only thirty this year, aren't you?"

The barbs were sharp and biting.

Fei Jing lowered his head slightly, letting out a cold, raspy laugh.

The air in the room seemed to congeal. The assistants waiting outside the door were terrified, sweat beading on their foreheads.

Lu Youyou, feigning a simple, innocent curiosity, whispered, "Sisters, what is wrong? CEO Fei is such a gentleman and so good at controlling his emotions. He shouldn't..."

"Shouldn't what? Youyou, you’ve only just joined the secretariat; you don't know the CEO's taboos."

The most senior assistant sighed helplessly. "During those years Madam Fei was in the group, even though our CEO was the head of the family, those old fossils on the board all praised the Madam as a heroine. They even believed that the Fei Group’s success was entirely due to her abilities and her connections in the circle."

Over time, Lu Tian had become the one thing Fei Jing could never allow anyone to touch.

The boardroom door opened. Several directors stumbled out, nursing bleeding wounds and cursing under their breath. Fei Jing, however, remained impeccable, though the cold, gloomy aura that perpetually surrounded him had intensified tenfold.

He shot a sidelong glance at Lu Youyou. "Go to my office," he said, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "wear nothing, and bring those toys of yours."

"Yes."

Lu Youyou touched the scar on her body that had yet to fully heal; her legs felt weak. Yet, new thoughts began to stir within her.

Leaving the press conference venue, Lu Tian got into a taxi and opened the notes app on her phone. Seeing the nearly thirty red crosses she had accumulated brought a small measure of comfort to her otherwise restless heart.

The driver asked, "Miss, where to?"

"To the luxury car showroom."

Rachel’s account was now active. She purchased a custom-colored 911 and a Mercedes van for convenience. After she paid, the showroom promised delivery within twenty-four hours.

She sent a message to a driver she had used in the past.

—[Your salary will be doubled. If you are willing to switch jobs, come find me tomorrow to start.]

She wasn't afraid of betrayal from someone she dared to employ.

Less than a minute later, there was a knock at Fei Jing's office door. Lu Youyou snuggled softly into Fei Jing's arms, gently massaging his fingers one by one.

The driver smiled sheepishly. "Sir, I have come to resign."

"Resign? My wife will be back in a few days. You don't need to resign." Fei Jing had no reason to doubt him.

The driver gave an awkward smile. "Sir, the Madam bought a car and asked me to go work for her, so..."

"Sister bought a car? How is that possible?" Lu Youyou covered her mouth and giggled. "Honey, unless Sister is being kept by some wealthy man, she has always spent your money. She is a penniless pauper herself; buying a car? She’d be lucky to even have a meal!"

She wrapped her arms around the man's neck, rubbing her chest against him. Fei Jing’s expression darkened.

The driver smiled enigmatically. "By the way, the Madam asked me to tell you one thing: she says you are too childish—so childish that she finds you disgusting!"

Having said his piece, the driver, who had always despised unfaithful, low-class men, turned and walked away.

Lu Youyou sat astride Fei Jing’s lap, her dress empty beneath, adding fuel to the fire. "Honey, look, Sister just loves to hold power over you. Even though she is no longer the daughter of the Lu family, she still keeps up that arrogant attitude."

"Get out!"

Lu Tian was the one inverse scale that touched Fei Jing’s most fragile pride. He gritted his teeth and called Chen Yi. "Go and investigate. Find out exactly where Lu Tian got the money to buy a car and hire a driver!"

"Oh, alright." Chen Yi felt speechless.

Lu Youyou, having been pushed to the floor, climbed back up onto the desk, her long, fair legs dancing flexibly before the man. She pouted, guiding him, "Honey, a woman will never submit to a sycophant. I know you love Sister the most, but if you want her to come back and listen to you obediently, you have to use some special methods."

"For example?" Fei Jing raised an eyebrow. He didn't chase her out again.

The girl beamed and leaned in to whisper in his ear.

After a long while:

"It seems that besides being a tool for reproduction and a toy, you do have other uses."

"Don't be like that~ Honey, I only stay by your side because I love you. Solving your worries and difficulties is my duty."

Lu Youyou knew exactly how to cater to his desires. Fei Jing nodded in satisfaction and pulled her into his arms. "Youyou, if only Tiantian were as easy to manage as you, how good that would be?"

"Then would you love me a little bit more, honey~"

"Of course."

It was a night of passion.

Lu Tian moved into the large, furnished apartment she had purchased under the name of Rachel. That night, she received a text from Teacher Zhao.

—[Tiantian, the class reunion has been moved to tomorrow. Can you come?]

Elsewhere, Fei Jing sent a separate message to the class monitor.

—[I will attend the class reunion.]