Chapter 44: Exactly How Many Women Does Fei Have?

"Mom, my name is Li Tuan-tuan, not Nannan."
"Does Mom only like Nannan?"
The little one, who had just turned five years old, dropped her head in disappointment and wiped away her tears.
She even turned back and glared fiercely at the completely innocent Li Yanchen, "It's all your fault, you stupid daddy! You let someone steal your wife away, and now Mom doesn't like me either!"
"She just announced that I'm her lover."
A certain someone looked like a Grey Wolf with his tail raised in the air.
Tuan-tuan looked utterly disgusted and rolled her eyes, "What's there to be proud of being a kept man?"
"She likes me, not you."
Whenever a third person was present, Li Yanchen was never one for many words.
Only Tuan-tuan, who depended on him for mutual survival, could understand such abrupt and truncated expressions.
The little one pursed her lips and gave a dry chuckle, "Then I wish you a speedy promotion from mistress to the rightful spouse, and may you win the beauty's heart."
"Thank you."
"..." Watching the adult and the child talking to themselves in their own world.
Lu Tian's hands trembled as she gently cupped Tuan-tuan's little face and confirmed it once again.
How could this be? How could there be a child in this world who shared no blood relation whatsoever, yet looked almost identical to her?
"Li... Li Yanchen, is she really your daughter?"
Even her voice was trembling.
The little Tuan-tuan clung to her embrace and nodded hard, "Stupid Daddy is Daddy, and you are my Mom. I'm five years old this year, Mom! I promise I'll be even more obedient than Nannan!"
To prove this point, the little one pattered off to the children's room on her short legs and brought back her test paper with a perfect score in every subject to show Lu Tian.
She patted her chest proudly, "Mom, I skipped grades! I'm already in the fifth grade of elementary school this year."
"Five years old... my Nannan would be seven. They couldn't possibly be the same person, but this face, this face..."
Looking at the little Tuan-tuan's cheerful expression.
Lu Tian could no longer restrain her crumbling emotions; she shoved the girl away and turned to run outside.
Tuan-tuan pursued her relentlessly.
Moving too hastily, her short legs tripped over each other, and *thud!* She took a hard fall onto the marble floor of the elevator lobby.
The papers with perfect scores scattered all over the ground.
Her chin was scraped and bleeding, while teardrops the size of beans pattered down continuously.
She reached out a hand toward Lu Tian inside the elevator, looking deeply aggrieved, "Mom, wuwuwu, Mom, don't leave Tuan-tuan behind! Mom, don't go..."
"I am not your mother. I only have one daughter, Nannan. Shut up and stop calling me that!"
The elevator doors closed.
Lu Tian frantically clawed at her hair, leaning against the metal wall as her strength gave out, sliding down to sit on the floor.
Over and over again, she repeated only one sentence, "Nannan... my Nannan is gone. She is not my Nannan. She is not, she is not!"
Until the elevator doors opened on the ground floor.
The chilling air, laden with a biting dampness, rushed toward her.
"What is wrong with me? Am I feeling jealous?
Jealous that Li Yanchen's daughter is so cute and so full of life?
Yet my Nannan, Nannan she..."

Lu Tian stumbled all the way, talking to herself incessantly.
By the time she returned to her new apartment.
Inside the drawer, the phone belonging to her identity as Rachel received a message from Fei Jing.
——[Ms. Rachel, I am the Chairman of the Fei Group. If it's convenient, shall we meet?]
A short while later, Fei Jing sent her another WeChat message.
——[Tiantian, I know you deliberately used that kept man Li Yanchen to make me angry.]
——[But it doesn't matter. We are husband and wife, a family protected by law.]
——[No matter how long you play outside, you will obediently return to my side in the end.]
Shortly after, Rachel's phone vibrated again.
——[I know a nice island restaurant, and I will personally arrange a symphony orchestra performance for Ms. Rachel.]
——[I hope you will like it.]
The tone was somewhat ambiguous?
She was still upset over the girl who looked so much like Nannan.
Lu Tian replied directly: [Sorry, Mr. Fei, I am not interested in meetings between a single man and a single woman.]
The other side replied instantly.
——[Rest assured, Ms. Rachel, I will bring my wife along.]
Wife?
Lu Zhi's Weibo feed quickly provided an explanation for this question.
It was a repost of Lu Youyou's Moments.
The young girl was sitting atop a pile of luxury goods, her full chest half-concealed, with numerous kiss marks from passionate encounters faintly visible.
The caption read: [Hubby suddenly wants to take me to meet a very important client, time to dress up gorgeous~]
Lu Zhi commented.
——[Youyou, it seems A-jing has truly taken you to heart. Some people still think they are irreplaceable, how laughable.]
Lu Tian looked at it for a moment, then picked up Rachel's phone to reply to Fei Jing.
——[Does Mr. Fei truly love his wife?]
Still an instant reply: [Yes, but she is young and lacks educational background, so we have almost no common topics.]
——[So, Mr. Fei thinks we will have common topics?]
——[Ms. Rachel, do you believe in fate?]
Without lengthy explanations, Fei Jing knew very well how to handle the rhythm of interacting with women.
In an instant, she seemed to remember something.
About a year ago, at a charity ball in Jinggang, she had been intercepted by an alluring woman in her thirties.
"Lu Tian? Fei Jing's wife?
"I'm kindly reminding you, a philandering man in this world is not scary. What's most terrifying is that he can effortlessly control every woman."

At the time, she hadn't understood what that person was raving about.
Recalling it carefully now, Lu Tian broke out in a cold sweat all over her body in a matter of minutes.
On the screen of Rachel's phone, new messages continuously popped up.
Her already terrible mood completely shattered.
Ahhhhhh!!!
The small bedroom was smashed to pieces, reduced to a chaotic mess.
Lu Tian sat disheveled on the floor, letting the shards of broken glass cut into her skin.
"Nannan, what kind of monster is the person Mom loved?
"He was so gentle, so affectionate, and more than once almost lost his life for me.
"But why? Why did he have to treat me this way?"
On one hand, he was endlessly entangled, employing any despicable means just to force her to come home.
On the other hand, he could comfortably flirt with other women and use them to his advantage.
All night long, Lu Tian felt as though she had wandered through the circles of hell several times over.
Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains.
The warm temperature reluctantly helped her regain a bit of strength. She crawled up from the floor, quickly washed up, and went to work.
As soon as the security door opened, two dark figures darted swiftly into the stairwell and vanished.
Lu Tian looked down at the ground by the doorway.
A bag of Yonghe soy milk, along with a large box of pastries from various internet-famous bakeries.
The sugar content was through the roof.
However, ever since she was a child, whenever she was in a bad mood, she liked to eat sweets to find balance.
Leaving her bachelor apartment behind, she threw away the pastries and soy milk of unknown origin.
Hiding behind the trash cans, the father and daughter stared blankly at each other.
Little Tuan-tuan complained, "It's all your fault! Mom doesn't like you, and she doesn't like me either!"
"Does the sugar daddy not like the kept man?"
Li Yanchen looked rather proud of himself.
Despite her young age, Tuan-tuan sighed with the weariness of an old person, "Daddy."
"Hmm?"
"I'm five years old. Can I get plastic surgery?"
"..."

As soon as Lu Tian stepped into the office area of the Air Traffic Control Tower, she was anxiously summoned away by the director.
She was puzzled.
The director cut straight to the point, "Lu Tian, have you lost your mind? Impersonating anyone is fine, but how dare you impersonate Mrs. Fei?!!"