Chapter 51: Could it be that the young lady of her household has fallen in love?!
“Wait!”
As expected, Chu Lingshuang spoke up.
Lin Feng’s hand paused, the corners of his mouth lifting—he was right; Chu Lingshuang was afraid!
He turned, meeting her gloomy gaze, and smiled, “Then please leave, Miss Chu!”
Her lips pressed tightly beneath the mask, Chu Lingshuang strode forward, lifted her chin, and said coldly, “Come back with me.”
“Back?” Lin Feng laughed. “This is my home. Where else should I go?”
Chu Lingshuang cast a complicated glance at him, half-threatening, “Are you sure you want to play childish games with me?”
She made it sound as if Lin Feng were the immature one.
He scoffed, “Miss Chu, you really think a grown man like me would do such a thing?”
Chu Lingshuang gave him a deep look and continued, “Really? So you’re sure you won’t come back with me?”
“Absolutely.”
Leaning against the wall, Lin Feng tilted his head, smiling with narrowed eyes.
He was on his own turf now, and Chu Lingshuang had come alone. He didn’t believe she could forcibly drag him away in front of everyone.
“Very well!”
Instead of anger, Chu Lingshuang smiled, her gaze sharp as she threatened, “You have three days. If I don’t see you at the manor by then, I will personally destroy this place.”
She shot him a cold glance and left, pulling the door shut behind her.
Lin Feng knew she wasn’t bluffing.
This woman always repaid a grudge. With the power of the Chu family, she could do as she pleased.
If she could make this place flourish, she could just as easily bring it to ruin.
Damn it!
He’d finally found some stability, and now she was threatening him again. Must he really find another place?
Lin Feng frowned, looking at the balance in his account.
Leaving here wasn’t impossible.
But going back to the manor? Not a chance!
He wasn’t anyone’s sacrificial lamb.
“Xiao Feng, hurry and cover the register for a bit, Auntie can’t hold it anymore—I need the restroom...”
Zhang Xiuhua, clutching her stomach in pain, rushed over.
Lin Feng nodded quickly and headed to the cashier.
…
“Mi...miss, wh-where are we going?”
In the car, Yu Xueyan looked nervously at Chu Lingshuang, her words stumbling.
Since they left the convenience store, her mistress’s face had been grim, her gaze as though she could kill and eat her alive. Trembling, Yu Xueyan followed her into the car, and unsure of their destination, finally spoke up…
“Back to the company.”
Chu Lingshuang’s harsh voice rang out, tinged with murderous intent.
“Yes!”
Yu Xueyan’s heart skipped, and she responded instantly, pressing the gas pedal.
They left the bustling civilian district behind, scenery speeding past outside the windows. Chu Lingshuang’s eyes remained dark.
She unconsciously raised a hand to touch her masked lips, her gaze slightly unfocused.
A gentle flame inside her gradually rose; the places Lin Feng had touched still carried his scent.
Thinking of his sudden initiative, that handsome, ascetic face moving closer, her body temperature climbed uncontrollably.
A faint blush spread across her cheeks beneath the mask…
Strange—she found herself liking that feeling.
No one had ever given her such a unique experience.
She only felt unsatisfied, wanting more.
“Miss, do you need me to open the window to refresh you?”
Yu Xueyan’s voice sounded from the front.
It snapped Chu Lingshuang back to her senses!
Her eyes instantly grew darker, her voice cold and tinged with annoyance, “Just drive.”
“Yes!”
Yu Xueyan dared not say another word, not even look in the rearview mirror.
Her mistress’s impatience was nearly palpable!
She hadn’t meant to speak; usually Chu Lingshuang, busy with work, would get drowsy in the car, so to keep alert, she often asked Yu Xueyan to open the window. That’s why Yu Xueyan often watched her mistress’s demeanor while driving, asking if she wanted the window open.
But never before had Chu Lingshuang been impatient. Now…
Yu Xueyan was baffled, and so was Chu Lingshuang herself, once she realized what she’d done!
She couldn’t understand.
She hadn’t been drugged this time, so why couldn’t she control herself?
Facing Lin Feng, he didn’t even need to touch her—just standing there, catching his unique scent, and she was instantly ignited.
She was hungry.
She’d been hungry for days.
If that food appeared before her now, she’d probably throw caution to the wind and devour it.
It wasn’t indiscriminate hunger.
She only wanted that kind of food; only that could fill her up.
After so many days, she’d nearly forgotten what it was like to taste the perfect delicacy she yearned for…
Unable to resist, Chu Lingshuang licked her crimson lips, a flash of hunger in her eyes.
But she quickly calmed herself!
After all, the longer she starved, the tastier the meal would be.
Like that first sip of ice-cold beer after a grueling day: satisfying and refreshing!
Especially with such exquisite food—she wouldn’t miss out on this experience.
She narrowed her eyes, looked at Yu Xueyan, and commanded coldly, “Investigate someone.”
“Who?”
Yu Xueyan responded immediately, still confused.
Chu Lingshuang glanced at the rearview mirror, enunciating carefully, “Fang Zi Yue.”
“Her?!” Yu Xueyan blurted in surprise. “Miss, didn’t we check before? Fang Zi Yue is Lin Feng’s ex-girlfriend. They’ve already broken up!”
Their main target had been Lin Feng; for those minor characters, they’d only made brief notes in the investigation.
But now her mistress had named her specifically.
Lin Feng’s ex-girlfriend?
Had her mistress lost her mind?
“I want something more thorough,” Chu Lingshuang’s tone was icy. “Every detail between them, including their conversations.”
“!”
Yu Xueyan nodded, too shocked to speak.
She thought she heard a hint of jealousy in her mistress’s words.
Was Miss Chu worried Lin Feng would rekindle things with his ex?
Impossible!
What man these days would be foolish enough to abandon her mistress for a broken relationship?
Besides, even without considering family background, just looks alone—her mistress was leagues ahead!
Thinking this, Yu Xueyan couldn’t help glancing at the rearview mirror.
She saw Chu Lingshuang deep in thought, and swallowed nervously…
Her mistress’s demeanor was nothing like her usual decisive self…
Could it be…?
Was her mistress actually falling in love?