Mr. Tycoon's Daring Wife

Chen Gaonan walked into the room with a tablet in hand. "Sir, it is just as you have predicted. There was a mole in our team." He turned on the video recording of a man being captured. "He was working for Master Yang and would frequently report things back to him. However, he was doing it in intervals, so before anything was about to be fully sent out, we have intercepted and edited everything."

Yang Feng paused his typing and nodded, before going back to his work. "Get rid of him."

Chen Gaonan already understood the method that his boss was referring to. He nodded his head. "Our men have fabricated a resignation letter and will wipe any traces of him off of our hands."

Yang Feng hummed in reply as his pen flew over the documents, going back and forth from his computers to the paperwork.

"Based on your command, we have also annihilated everyone else tailing you and the lady-boss. Especially the private detective sent by Elder Su."

Yang Feng nodded his head. "I want their bones to be untraceable."

"Yes, sir." Chen Gaonan went through the list and notes on his tablet to double-check he did not miss anything. "In regards to the kidnapping of Zhao Wenjin, Wang Nuoli has contacted a team of private detectives."

"Buy out their loyalty." Yang Feng placed his pen down and took off his glasses. This news was actually important since it concerned Zhao Lifei. "Make sure none of Zhao Lifei’s family members contact her about this."

"Yes, boss." Chen Gaonan nodded. "Zhao Wenjin is conscious now. Shall I prepare a car to go there?"

Yang Feng looked over his paperwork. They were pretty much all finished, except for one or two pieces of paper he had to look over. "Yes."

Chen Gaonan bowed and left the room.

Yang Feng finished the remaining papers and went to the private garage downstairs. He got into the car and Hu Wei began to drive in the direction of the Underworld. Today, he would finally get to the bottom of everything.

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Zhao Wenjin tried to fight against the restraints on his wrists and ankles. He was slightly cooperative when he was conscious, but the minute he was shoved into the Black Room, he began to panic. The weapons on the walls and tables, the nauseating scent of iron mixed with something rotting, everything there was driving his anxiety off the walls.

The metal door clicked.

His entire body froze.

In walked a man, someone he never expected to see in that place. "P-President Yang?" Zhao Wenjin breathed out in shock. Happiness washed over him. Thank goodness it was this man! "Are you here to save me? Quick, help me untie the ropes on my wrist and ankles. I can’t move."

Yang Feng flicked his wrist and Yang Yulong came forward to oblige the man’s request. It was always fun playing with the victim and giving them the smallest dose of ease before the pain came.

More men shuffled into the room, ready to start the interrogation. Guo Sheng was actually nowhere in sight today after catching the flu. He usually caught it once a year, on the exact date as the previous one.

Zhao Wenjin stood up and rubbed out his sore wrist. "I am so pleased to see you, President Yang. My unfilial daughter has constantly rejected all of my requests to contact you. You should’ve seen the struggle she gave me." He sighed, shaking his head. He did not understand why there was an increase in the people here but figured it was for extra security.

"She’s bad-tempered like her mother and very spoiled. After all the years I have spent raising her, she repays me by leaving the house, accusing me of disowning her." Zhao Wenjin shook his head.

"I believe my youngest daughter would be more suitable for you. She’s quiet, polite, and everything a woman should be." Zhao Wenjin smiled. "Also, she plays the piano...Which," He laughed, "I’m sure you know what she will be good at."

He was too busy rambling to realize the shift of emotion in Yang Feng’s deep, obsidian eyes.

"May I have a bottle of water, please? My throat is parched."

Yang Feng motioned for his men to grab a bottle of water. Yang Yulong took it, uncapped the bottle, and seemingly was about to pass it to Zhao Wenjin, but at the last minute, splashed the water into his face.

Zhao Wenjin let out an angered cry, "Mr. Yulong, what was that for?! Hey, what are you guys doing?!" Several men came forward to grab his wrist and restrain him.

Yang Feng pressed a button and down fell the chains. The men got to work and in less than a minute, Zhao Wenjin found himself bounded again, but this time, it was to a chair.

"President Yang, what is going on?! What is the meaning of this?!" Zhao Wenjin grounded out. "Is it because I mentioned my younger daughter? Listen, if you do not like her, that is fine. But I think it would be good if you met her, and then perhaps you can keep Zhao Lifei as a mistress!"

"I will be passing all of my fortunes to my youngest, not a single dime will be left for Zhao Lifei— OW!" Yang Yulong struck him in the face.

Yang Feng never did the dirty work. He was way too high for that.

Chen Gaonan placed a chair in the room and Yang Feng sat down on it. He poured himself a glass of millennium wine that had been aged in his private cellar.

"Begin the interrogation." Three words were all it took for Zhao Wenjin to experience all thirteen layers of hell.

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Zhao Lifei ordered the servants not to disturb Yang Ruqin’s rest. Later, she decided it would be a good time to go shopping for some groceries. The sun was setting and dinner time would start soon. She figured she might as well burn time and cook Yang Feng something.

On her route to the grocery store, she passed by First Hospital. The car was stopped, waiting for the red light to end, when Zhao Lifei saw the same granny selling vegetables outside. It was a pretty smart place to sell vegetables since the street she was on is known for having small mom-and-pop restaurants.

"Drive to the sidewalk." Zhao Lifei instructed her driver right when the light turned green. He obeyed her orders and parked the car near the sidewalk and away from the passing vehicles.

Zhao Lifei got out of the car and made her way to the granny. She wondered if the old woman still remembered her.

"Good afternoon." Zhao Lifei greeted with a smile, watching as recognition flickered in the woman’s eyes.

"Hoho, it’s a very good afternoon. I have not seen you in a long time now, young lady." The granny smiled, dimples forming on her aged face.

"Yes, I don’t live around here so I do not frequent this street very often." Zhao Lifei said as she picked out the majority of the vegetables. She was happy to see the cart was not as filled as it was before.

"Business has been very good lately...It’s very nice to see so many people buying from me. I worked very hard to grow these vegetables." The granny had a contented smile on her face. She truly enjoyed the farmwork, even if it contradicted with her background.

"No wonder these vegetables are so fresh and good." Zhao Lifei complimented, placing the ones she picked out into the scale.

"You’re buying a lot this time as well?" The granny asked as she weighed the items.

"Ah, yes I am." Zhao Lifei smiled, deciding to stash these in the fridge. She remembered their quality was really good the last time she cooked it for her grandfather.

"Hoho, you must have a big family. How big are your children? Green beans and broccoli are good for children and help with their growth spurt." The granny placed everything in three bags filled to the brim.

Zhao Lifei let out an awkward laugh. "It’s only me and my hus—boyfriend." She smiled, taking the bags from the granny and then handing the money over.

"Oh...I see. Well, it’s good to see youngsters like you eat your vegetables." The granny nodded. She most certainly did not miss the subtle change in the way Zhao Lifei addressed her significant other.

A man came to the stall and picked up a bunch of spring onions. "How much are these?" He asked.

Zhao Lifei did not want to disturb the granny’s business any longer. "Have a good day!" She bid the granny goodbye and walked back to her car, deciding she did not need to go to the supermarket after all.

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