The servants were already waiting on both sides to greet their young master.

But no one got off the bus for a long time.

The one-way window tint prevents them from seeing inside the car.

Inside the car, Jing Li was wrapped around Fei Mo's neck, passionately kissing him.

"Um...stop it, don't you want to get off the bus?"

"Carry me down, hmm~?"

With an extremely alluring chuckle, Jing Li pressed her advantage.

Having guessed what she was thinking, Fei Mo chuckled and reached out to gently pinch the tip of her nose. "Naughty."

She gestured for the driver to get out of the car and open the door. Fei Mo then carried the person out of the car as if she were carrying a child.

During this time, Jing Li spread her legs and tightly wrapped them around his narrow waist. She cupped his face in her small hands and kept asking for kisses. His clothes were a little messy because of her tugging. Half of his shirt was still tucked into his trousers, while the other half was already hanging down impatiently, showing the infatuation between the two.

This scene was so dazzling it blinded everyone.

It's simply...unbearable to look at!

Is this their young master who is indifferent to women?

The housekeeper's face was incredibly dark; it was absurd, utterly absurd.

Fei Mo's eyes swept across the entire room indifferently, and everyone's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously lowering their heads, not daring to look any longer.

But Jing Li wouldn't let him have his way. She let out a seductive laugh, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and stared intently at the housekeeper, lazily saying, "Housekeeper, remember to prepare the morning-after pills."

The words "emergency medication" made Fei Mo's eyes narrow dangerously. "What emergency medication?"

The butler's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously swallowed, about to explain.

"Of course, I won't use any morning-after pills to get pregnant with your child. After all, with my lowly status, how could I possibly be qualified to be the mother of your child? I have that much self-awareness."

With a giggle, Jing Li interjected, her voice light but her words sharp and aggressive.

Fei Mo's face darkened instantly as she recalled their first encounter. "Who gave you permission to do this!"

With a low growl, the group of people were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

"I'm sorry, young master... it was the eldest young master's order..."

"I had no idea when my brother became the master of the Peking Opera."

With a cold laugh, Fei Mo said meaningfully.

Trembling, the butler dared not make any more excuses.

He didn't say anything more, and silently carried Jing Li into the room.

"When I wake up tomorrow, will I never see the housekeeper's hateful face again?"

Jing Li blinked innocently and asked in a soft, sweet voice.

"It will be as you wish."

She shook her head with a chuckle, her eyes filled with doting affection, knowing Fei Mo's vengeful nature.

"Actually, even without their reminders, I know what I should and shouldn't do. I still have the duties of a mistress. It's just that I don't like the other party's overly condescending attitude. Birth is just a shell; it can add points, but it's not a capital for arrogance, is it?"

The smile on her face faded slightly as Jing Li stated.

She didn't consider herself inferior, and naturally disapproved of the butler's self-righteous attitude.

Not everyone aims to marry into a wealthy family.

"I wish you weren't so dutiful. Go take a shower, I'll make a phone call. Do you remember the room? Get your clothes from the walk-in closet."

With a soft hum, Fei Mo put Jing Li down and patted her bottom in acknowledgment.

"The allure of a shirt?"

Jing Li winked ambiguously and smiled.