Chapter 60: Lu Yuyou acting as her maid...

"Dad, are we idiots?

"Why on earth did you make Mom think we're drowning in debt?

"Even if she found out our true identities, it wouldn't matter at all!"

Li Tuantuan was practically fuming with anger.

Li Yanchen smiled triumphantly. "Your mom likes poor guys."

"What?"

"Am I worse than Fei Jing?"

"Nonono..."

"That settles it, Tiantian likes poor guys."

"..."

Is that really sound logic?

An hour later, Lu Tian's car came to a halt by a natural lake nestled in the mountains.

By the lakeside, three or four soft-pink, four-story villas stood in an artfully staggered arrangement.

Grandpas and grandmas were chatting and laughing leisurely in the courtyard, tending to flowers and plants, and soaking up the sun.

"Little Fei, over here, right here. Grandpa Sun's back is itching like crazy, come scratch it for him."

"Alright, coming right over."

Fei Jing was wearing a loose-fitting, round-necked black cotton undershirt.

His hair wasn't styled with gel, retaining an abundance of natural fluffiness.

His bangs were slightly long, faintly veiling his chillingly sharp brows and eyes.

He laughed with effortless ease.

At first glance, Lu Tian was inexplicably reminded of the older boys from her fragmented memories, their images overlapping strangely.

"Oh dear, President Fei, you really mustn't! Grandpa Sun has an allergen on him; it'll dirty your hands. You shouldn't do it yourself."

A caregiver stepped in to block him.

Fei Jing gently refused. "It's fine. Grandpa Sun treats me like a son. When I scratch his back, the old man gets happy."

The afternoon sun was just right.

The lake surface shimmered with sparkling ripples.

A man approaching thirty years of age, dressed with utmost simplicity, moved effortlessly among the elderly.

They laughed and chatted together in a warm, harmonious atmosphere.

Grandpa Sun's wife joked, "Little Fei, I saw news online saying Tiantian cheated? Tsk tsk tsk, how about I introduce you to someone even better?"

"Grandma Sun, in this lifetime, even if Tiantian were to sell me off, I would still love only her."

Kneeling on one knee to massage the old woman's legs, the man answered without a moment's hesitation.

The old man glared at his wife. "Are you an idiot? Don't you remember that time Tiantian joked about wanting to break up and go through an arranged marriage? What did Little Fei do?"

Fei Jing had tried to commit suicide.

Lu Tian gripped the wooden fence tightly.

The thorns on it scraped against her palm.

"Oh! Mrs. Fei, you've arrived?"

"Wife! Your hand!" A whirlwind blew over, engulfing her and pulling her into the small cabin.

The grandpas and grandmas in the courtyard burst into teasing laughter. "Look at how deeply in love those two are! The internet talks utter nonsense. Every couple in the world might cheat, but our Little Fei and Tiantian are bound to be locked together for life!"

On the wooden bed.

She did not pull away from Fei Jing's approach as she usually did.

She simply looked at him with an expressionless gaze, watching the man meticulously tend to the wounds filled with tiny wood splinters.

"Let my master go." From beginning to end, she uttered only those words.

Fei Jing raised his head. Warm light shone upon him, yet it failed to mask the innate grimness and chill residing in some people.

He lowered his head once again and chuckled. "Hand over the identity of the chief director of the Nordic Li Family Laboratory to Lu Youyou. And, Rachel—you must know her."

This sudden twist of events.

Whether Lu Tian admitted it or not, she had been branded with the label of "acquaintance of the Nordic Li family."

Following a familiar silence.

Her wounds were finally bandaged.

The man pressed a devout kiss to her skin. "Wife, you've stayed out and played for too long, and I've been worried. Come home with me tonight, hmm?"

In the courtyard, beneath Grandma Sun's rattan chair, the corner of a homemade explosive device was faintly exposed.

Lu Tian's heart plummeted violently.

Her eyes reddened as she spoke with a harsh bite in her voice, "Fei Jing, do you really have to make me loathe you to this extreme extent?"

"Silly girl, you're the one who isn't being good. How can you blame me?

"I've said it before: in this lifetime, and in all the lifetimes to come, our Tiantian can only belong to me and me alone."

A person who had been abandoned ever since birth.

The seemingly aloof and fear-laden President Fei.

Once he fell in love, he would become intensely sensitive—so sensitive that he wanted to lock the people and things he cared about by his side for life, stripping them of their freedom.

On the small television.

The local news was broadcasting.

The head of the Jinggang Air Traffic Control Bureau had been arrested, and suffered a sudden heart attack while being escorted. He was still undergoing emergency treatment at the hospital.

"Wife, the outside world is full of bad people. The only person you can trust is me.

"I can give you everything you want, as long as you obediently come home."

The hypnotic enticement whispering in her ear, reminiscent of a demon from the abyss, left Lu Tian suffocating.

Outside the window, people bustled back and forth.

Grandpa Sun urged, "Hurry up, hurry up! If Tiantian hadn't insisted on building this nursing home, would we solitary old folks ever have days this good?

"A person must know how to be grateful. Since she finally came to visit, hurry up and get the fire started for dinner!"

"Yes, yes, yes, what are you rushing for? Can Tiantian grow wings and fly away?"

In an instant, tears streamed down her face.

Fei Jing's understanding of her vulnerabilities had reached a terrifying degree.

"You are not allowed to hurt them, nor my master..."

"Rest assured, how could I ever bear to make you sad?" He embraced her, and she dared not push him away.

Her phone screen lit up with the Dynamic Island interface.

A memo reminder flashed past briefly.

Another day, another red cross.

"Fei Jing, your days of wielding power and acting tyrannically won't last much longer!" Lu Tian sneered coldly in her heart.

Yet this failure only strengthened her resolve to endure for ninety days, rapidly laying out her plans to leave him penniless.

Otherwise, even if she managed to successfully divorce him, this lunatic would chase her to the ends of the earth and subject her to endless torment.

She rode in a Rolls-Royce back to the Fei Family Manor.

The moment she stepped through the doors, she saw Lu Youyou wearing a maid's uniform, looking utterly dejected as she cleaned the living room having just returned from the hospital.

"You've always misunderstood my relationship with Lu Youyou. Now that I've made her your personal maid, you can finally rest easy, right?" Fei Jing held her hand tightly, his mood exceptionally light.

The young girl walked over, her long, sleek legs bending as she knelt before Lu Tian.

She wept softly, "Sister, Brother-in-law truly loves you. He called me over to be a servant precisely so you wouldn't continue to misunderstand."

How aggrieved she looked, how deeply she was enduring humiliation!

Lu Tian smiled faintly and asked Fei Jing, "My maid—can I do whatever I want with her?"

"Naturally."

He smoothed out the strands of hair blown into disarray by the wind.

Throughout the entire exchange, he didn't even deign to give Lu Youyou a single proper glance.

"Good. Take that aromatherapy diffuser, hold it above your head, and go kneel in the bathroom to purify the air."

Since Fei Jing liked to torment her, why shouldn't she give him a taste of his own medicine?

Hearing this, the girl looked up with tear-filled eyes, pleading with Fei Jing, "Brother-in-law, I..."

"Her Ladyship has given an order. Do you have an objection?"

His narrow, phoenix-like eyes held an unfeeling and heartless coldness.

Lu Youyou bit her lower lip tightly and shook her head. "Youyou wouldn't dare."

Night fell.

Lu Tian looked at the children's room, restored to its original state. Even the small outfits that had been destroyed had been replaced by brand-new replicas, one by one, courtesy of Fei Jing.

However, fake is fake.

In this household, the presence of her and Nannan had vanished long ago.

Her return could at best be classified as that of an unwilling guest forced against her will...

Bzz, bzz.

Her phone vibrated.

It was a text message from an unknown number.

——[Miss Lu, I tried to help you, yet you refused to join the laboratory?]

That female head of the Li family?

She glanced at the security camera in the corner, covered her phone screen with her hand, and slipped away to the bathroom in the hallway.

She quickly replied: [Apologies, lives were at stake, and I had no other choice.]

Five minutes passed.

The sender asked: [Do you want my help?]

——[How would you help? Are we even close? Why are you protecting me?]

The message sank into silence like a stone dropped into the ocean.

Yet Lu Tian heard Lu Youyou's sweet, sobbing voice drifting from outside the bathroom, "Husband, for your sake, I was almost tortured to death by Sister. Sob, sob, sob, you have to dote on me even more~"

"You are my wife as well; naturally, I won't treat you unfairly."

The cold indifference from a few hours ago in the living room.

At this moment, it was entirely replaced by deep tenderness within Fei Jing's voice. "Is your stomach alright? If Tiantian could be like you and consider everything from my perspective, why would we ever have to suffer like this?"

"What if Sister were truly like me? Would you not..."