Chapter 9: Oh My God, This Is So Thrilling!

This Rolls-Royce was exorbitantly expensive—far beyond any vehicle the Shen family had ever driven. Even more striking was the license plate: Imperial A·886SB. That didn’t just signify wealth; it hinted at an extraordinary status. After all, what ordinary person would dare to sport such a provocative plate, practically inviting envy?

The woman seated in the car exerted a tremendous pressure on Shen Miaoyu—a palpable aura of command that could only belong to someone accustomed to the heights of power. Some women were simply like that: a single glance and you understood how unattainable they were. Shen Miaoyu was proud, but in front of Meng Ziyi, all her pride seemed to vanish. This filled her with a sense of defeat she had never known before—she was completely overwhelmed.

“We’re not splitting up for now,” Chu Fei said with a cheerful grin, opening the car door.

He glanced back at Shen Miaoyu and said, “What are you standing there for? Get in. Didn’t you say I could play with your legs?”

Shen Miaoyu snapped out of her daze and demanded, “What did you mean by ‘not splitting up for now’?”

“I helped you deal with the Ouyang family. That makes us even,” Chu Fei replied earnestly. “I went back to the Shen family intending to clarify our relationship, but who could have guessed those idiots would throw you out before I even got the chance?”

“You’re already so pitiful—if I brought up going our separate ways now, I’d look like a real beast.”

Shen Miaoyu couldn’t help but curse, “You are a beast! You took my first time and now you won’t take responsibility!”

“You really know how to make a man’s heart turn cold,” Chu Fei replied coolly. “You were planning to use me from the very start. If I’d been an ordinary person, the Ouyang and Shen families would’ve destroyed me by now.”

“I staked my life for you, and you treated me like dirt, so spare me the moral high ground!”

Shen Miaoyu was left speechless. Chu Fei was right—she had intended to use him from the beginning. If he had been just a regular guy, he would have been dead at Zhu Yunying’s hands long ago. She really had no right to blame him on those grounds.

Still… Even if he was speaking the truth, did he have to be so crude? And that offhanded comment—what did he mean by her “treating him like dirt”? Was she really that heartless?

“So, are you getting in or not?” Chu Fei asked.

Shen Miaoyu knew that if she pouted and refused, this shameless punk would walk away without a second thought. So she hurried to get in the car after him—she really had nowhere else to go.

Once Shen Miaoyu was seated, Meng Ziyi’s expression darkened. “What’s the meaning of this, man? Didn’t you say you were going to dump her?”

“I did,” Chu Fei replied with a grin. “Now we’re just ordinary friends. Third Senior Sister, it’s okay to give a ride to an ordinary friend, isn’t it?”

Shen Miaoyu felt a surge of irritation. This man was so heartless! What she didn’t know was that Chu Fei was actually protecting her. The more indifferent he acted towards her, the more at ease Meng Ziyi would feel. Otherwise, with Third Senior Sister’s terrifying possessiveness, Shen Miaoyu’s fate might end up as tragic as Ouyang Jue’s—she’d die a miserable death.

Meng Ziyi snorted, “You’d better just be ordinary friends now. Otherwise, even if I don’t do anything, Fifth Sister will come after you!”

Just thinking of their possessive and slightly unhinged Fifth Senior Sister made Chu Fei shudder involuntarily. All five of his senior sisters were remarkable, but Ye Qingcheng, the fifth, was one of his childhood nightmares.

“Third Senior Sister, please, you mustn’t let Fifth Senior Sister find out about this!” Chu Fei clasped his hands together, genuinely pleading.

Meng Ziyi narrowed her eyes, an enchanting smile on her lips. “That depends on how you behave.”

Watching the two of them flirt shamelessly right in front of her, Shen Miaoyu couldn’t help but cough loudly to remind them of her presence.

Chu Fei took the hint and changed the subject. “By the way, what’s the plan for dealing with the Ouyang family’s bodies?”

Before Meng Ziyi could answer, Secretary Jin, who was driving, snapped, “What else is there to do? Find a decent crematorium and have them incinerated! Are you messing with me, asking such a question?”

“Keep your voice down. Are you trying to scare me?” Meng Ziyi frowned.

“Miss, it’s bad enough that he’s so clueless, but why are you acting the same?” Secretary Jin was on the verge of a breakdown. “The Ouyang family was single-handedly supported by the Meng family. The Wanlicheng project, worth tens of billions, is the very reason they were needed! All that careful planning, and you siblings come in like crows and just upend the table!”

Hearing this, Shen Miaoyu felt dazed. Had the Ouyang family really been wiped out? She’d thought Chu Fei was boasting, but now that the Meng family was involved, it had to be true.

She couldn’t help but interject, “You’re Meng Ziyi, aren’t you?”

Meng Ziyi ignored her and turned to Secretary Jin with a look of utter indifference. “It’s not a big deal. We’ll just find someone else to take over the Ouyang family’s assets and pick a new partner.”

“Miss, do you have anyone in mind?” Secretary Jin asked.

Before Meng Ziyi could reply, Chu Fei answered solemnly, “Third Senior Sister, I’d like to learn how to do business.”

“You’re interested in that?” Meng Ziyi looked at him in surprise.

Chu Fei blinked. “Yes, but I have no experience. I’ll need someone to help, and Miaoyu happens to be experienced in managing large companies. She can help me.”

Chu Fei had promised to make the Shen family beg for Shen Miaoyu’s return. If she took over the Ouyang family’s position as the Meng family’s representative in Dragon City, the Shen family would have no choice but to welcome her back with open arms.

Shen Miaoyu looked at Chu Fei in astonishment—she hadn’t expected this scoundrel to win her such an opportunity. This was a huge stroke of luck!

Meng Ziyi glanced between Shen Miaoyu and Chu Fei, momentarily speechless. “Did you rehearse this before getting in my car?”

Chu Fei chuckled. “Nothing gets past Third Senior Sister. So, is it possible?”

“You’ve said so much, how can I refuse?” Meng Ziyi pursed her lips.

Chu Fei gave Shen Miaoyu a little knock on the head. “Aren’t you going to thank Third Senior Sister?”

“Thank you, Third Senior Sister.” Proud as she was, Shen Miaoyu knew when to show deference. She declared, “I promise I’ll work with Chu Fei to make this project a success!”

“Oh, please. I know my little junior brother too well,” Meng Ziyi waved her hand dismissively. “He’s only good at handing off responsibility, and he doesn’t have time to waste on such trivial matters.”

Shen Miaoyu couldn’t help but complain inwardly. A project worth tens of billions is a trivial matter? Comparing yourself to others really is a path to despair.

…

When they arrived at the East Lake villa where Meng Ziyi was staying, Shen Miaoyu sat nervously in the living room, while Meng Ziyi called Chu Fei into her room with a stern expression. Chu Fei thought she was about to explain how to change his fate, but as soon as the door was locked, Meng Ziyi crouched down in front of him and yanked down his pants—

—Good heavens, this was too much excitement!