Chapter 98: Mistress? How can you be considered the wife now?
In the private room of a high-end club, the lights were dimmed and soothing jazz music was playing softly.
Feng Mingzhou leaned back on the sofa, a long cigar between his fingers, a scarlet light flickering in the dimness.
Most of the ice in the whiskey glass in front of him had melted.
Zhao Yang swirled the wine in his glass.
"I say, have you changed your personality?" Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows. "That boy surnamed Huo has been trying to please Manman every day recently. Can you tolerate this?"
Feng Mingzhou took a puff of his cigar and slowly exhaled the smoke.
"It's useless to just treat the symptoms, we have to treat the root cause."
"Mistresses are everywhere," he said sarcastically, "and the most important thing is Manman's attitude."
He flicked the ash off his cigarette and said, "But I'm not going to let that kid named Huo go either."
Zhao Yang was somewhat speechless when he heard this. Mistress? How can you be considered the main wife now?
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the box was pushed open, and a man came in dressed in black, with a hat and sunglasses.
"Aunt," Zhao Yang greeted her with a smile after seeing who was coming. "You look good as a special agent. You are disguised very well."
The person took off his sunglasses, revealing a well-maintained and charming face. It was Feng Mingzhou's aunt Lisa.
She glared at Zhao Yang and said, "Who is your aunt? Can you speak? Don't call me old."
Zhao Yang chuckled: "Mingzhou's aunt, that's my aunt."
Lisa didn't bother to pay attention to his antics. She turned her gaze to Feng Mingzhou and said directly, "I'm going back to Country M tomorrow. Let's get down to business. When are you going to get my niece-in-law back for me?"
Feng Mingzhou raised his eyes and looked at his aunt who always acted decisively: "It will be soon."
Lisa was obviously not satisfied with this perfunctory answer. She walked to the sofa opposite Feng Mingzhou and sat down, crossing her legs, with a full aura: "How soon? You have to give me some reassurance before I leave, right?"
"Or are you not sure at all?"
Feng Mingzhou didn't say anything. The cigar between his fingers paused and the ash fell.
Zhao Yang saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he quickly tried to smooth things over: "Aunt, don't worry. How could Ming Zhou fail when he took action? That kid from the Huo family won't be able to survive for many days."
Lisa snorted: "I'm not worried about that boy named Huo, I'm worried about you."
She looked at the white hair roots of Feng Mingzhou, and thought of his illness, her tone became more serious: "Mingzhou, if you like someone, you have to be sincere."
"Aunt is most worried about you."
He raised his head and looked at Lisa: "I know what to do."
Lisa thought about the three years he had lived a life worse than death, and felt that there was nothing she could do to help, so she finally sighed.
"Okay, just keep it in mind."
She stood up and said, "I have a flight tomorrow afternoon and there will be a lot of paparazzi around, so please don't come and see me off."
"I finally found time to look at you, but now I have to go back."
Lisa glanced at Zhao Yang again: "Help me take care of this gentleman and don't let him go crazy again."
Zhao Yang nodded immediately: "Don't worry, aunt! I promise to complete the task!"
Feng Mingzhou stood up to see her off.
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Lisa was still photographed.
Even though she was covered tightly with a hat and mask, the paparazzi's angle was tricky and the picture was blurry, but the person standing next to her was Feng Mingzhou.
Therefore, the headlines of all the entertainment sections that day were: [Breaking news! CEO Feng and Lisa had a night out at a high-end club]
In the photo, Lisa is wrapped tightly and turns her head to talk to the man next to her.
Feng Mingzhou lowered his head slightly, and the two of them looked quite intimate.
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Gu Manman's fingers holding the phone paused.
A sudden feeling of nausea surged in my chest, as if I had swallowed a mouthful of leftover food from the previous night.
She recalled how she felt when she suffered from depression a few days ago.
She even felt a little sorry for him.
But now look...
Gu Manman almost laughed out loud.
What kind of woman does Feng Mingzhou want?
There is never a shortage of beautiful women around him, and gossips are everywhere.
She felt that she must be crazy to feel sorry for him.
I wanted to swipe past this piece of news, but somehow I clicked on the little red heart that said "like".
A “Like” prompt immediately popped up on the screen.
“…”
Gu Manman looked at the lit little red heart and her mind went blank for a moment.
She quickly clicked again and cancelled the like.
But the operation just now... should have been recorded by the background, right?
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In front of Qin’s Building.
A flashy Pagani skidded to a stop at the gate in an extremely arrogant manner, with the engine making a low roar.
The car door opened and Feng Mingzhou got out of the driver's seat.
He was wearing a white shirt today with two buttons undone at the collar and his cuffs casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing his wrist bones and a valuable watch.
In the sunlight, he looked both dignified and a bit wild.
After closing the car door, he didn't even glance at the inquiring eyes around him, and walked straight towards the hall with his long legs.
The receptionist stopped him and said, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"
Feng Mingzhou ignored her and walked straight towards the gate without stopping.
He raised his hand and swiped a black card across the sensing area.
"Beep——" the gate opened.
The smile on the receptionist's face froze. She watched him use the black card to open the president's special elevator, then quickly picked up the intercom to notify the security department.
Only one person has this card.
The elevator reached the top floor with a ding.
As soon as the door slid open, two security guards were already waiting there.
"Sir, this is a private area. You are not allowed to trespass without permission."
Feng Mingzhou didn't even raise his eyelids. His movements were so fast that people couldn't see clearly. All that was heard was a muffled groan and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The security guard who was blocking the way had been knocked to the ground by him. Before the other security guard could react, he had already strode in.
The door to the conference room at the end of the corridor was pushed open.
Gu Manman had just finished the meeting and looked up to see chaos outside.
Feng Mingzhou was walking towards her with big strides.
Gu Manman looked at him and waved to Sister Qing and the others behind her: "You guys go out first."
The assistant led the others out and closed the door of the conference room gently.
There were only two of them left in the meeting room.
Gu Manman's gaze fell on his slender fingers, and he was still casually holding the black card between his fingers and playing with it.
She stretched out her hand to him, her white palm spread out in front of him: "Give it back to me."
Feng Mingzhou looked down at her open palm. Instead of putting the card on it, he placed his palm directly on hers.
His hands were large and easily enclosed her hands completely.
Gu Manman's whole body froze, as if she had been scalded, and she tried hard to pull her hand back.
Not shaken off.
She was anxious and angry, and subconsciously glanced at the closed door of the conference room. Fortunately, everyone had left.
"When did you steal the card?" she asked in a low voice, her wrist still struggling in vain.
Feng Mingzhou looked at her slightly red cheeks and angry eyes, and put his other hand in his trouser pocket. He answered the question with a casual attitude but a serious tone: "Lisa, she is my aunt."
He paused and emphasized: "Dear."
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