Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 556 - 456 Just for Fun

Feng Ye looked at her, puzzled. She wasn’t a mind reader, so how could she be so sure?

"What if, just what if!"

He still thought the plan was too risky.

If it failed, the consequences were unimaginable.

"What if it fails..." Yun Yue murmured softly, laughing lowly, her voice calm and breezy, "At worst, we go down together."

Even in death, she would kill him.

It could be considered atonement for those three years.

Her words struck Xiao Chen hard, he gripped her hand tightly, "Neither of us will die!"

Feeling his grip, Yun Yue spoke softly, "Yes, neither of us will die."

**

In the Yunguang Conglomerate CEO’s office, panting sounds filled the air while Ji Ling was soaked in sweat, her face a mix of sunken pleasure.

"Stop pretending, you’re clearly enjoying my skills," Xiao Mingwei flirted by lifting a strand of her hair and deeply inhaling near his nose.

Ji Ling bit her lower lip, turning her head in humiliation. She didn’t understand why, despite her inner resistance, her body couldn’t resist and eventually succumbed.

"I’ve given you what you wanted; isn’t it time you fulfilled your promise?" Ji Ling looked at him, the high price she paid was to reclaim everything that belonged to her.

"Don’t rush, take it slow. As long as you obey, not just the Ji Family, everything will belong to us," Xiao Mingwei eyed the marks on her body with satisfaction, feeling a spark of desire again, "Distracted already?" he said sharply, lifting her chin.

Ji Ling slapped his hand away, and Xiao Mingwei’s eyes filled with

Meanwhile, Du Li sat outside the CEO’s office. Even a door couldn’t block the noise inside; unphased, she carried on with her work, used to such occurrences.

There were no other employees on this floor; such incidents were common.

Mo Lingwei, in her high heels, more dazzling and seductive than ever after not being seen for over half a month, walked past triumphantly.

Though she had been disgracefully kicked out of the Mo Family and lost her Black Alliance status half a month earlier, fortunately, she followed Xiao Mingwei.

Now, her grandfather and father were flattering her, buying her anything she wanted—life was better than when she was at Mo Family’s.

Indeed, relying on oneself and leaning on a wealthy man was stronger than anything!

Seeing Mo Lingwei, Du Li’s eyes flickered slightly and she stepped forward, "Lady Mo, what brings you here?"

"I’ve made lotus root and pork rib soup for Mingwei; is he inside?" Mo Lingwei addressed Du Li politely.

Du Li, a woman in her thirties, could never catch Xiao Mingwei’s eye despite having some beauty.

He preferred young, pretty, and intelligent women like her.

Du Li’s mouth twitched slightly, but she still smiled and said, "He’s not here."

"Not here?" Mo Lingwei was clearly skeptical, turning toward the locked door.

She had almost spent every day with Xiao Mingwei lately; how could she not recognize the sounds? Her face turned ugly with suppressed rage.

"Who is that woman inside?!"

Du Li didn’t respond.

"If you won’t tell me, I’ll go in myself and see which vixen it is!" Mo Lingwei fumed, her face turning green with anger.

Du Li quickly blocked her way, speaking calmly, "Lady Mo, if I were you, it would be best not to go in there."

"Why?!" Mo Lingwei glared at her venomously, her mind filled with that image.

"You should understand, Mr. Xiao was just playing around with you. He changes women like you every three days; that you could stay by his side for half a month proves you have some skills. But if you barge in today, you’ll lose everything."

Du Li looked calmly at the woman in front of her, used to dealing with such women.

It was now up to her to choose.

"You... you think I don’t dare to barge in?" Mo Lingwei was nearly insane!

She had thought that Xiao Mingwei genuinely liked her, but it turned out it was only for fun. What was she then — a tool he could summon or dismiss at will?

"Lady Mo can try," Du Li stepped aside, making a gesture of invitation.

Mo Lingwei stood still, her face extremely ugly, clearly infuriated.

She stood there for a long while before taking a deep breath, suppressing the jealousy in her heart, and forcing a smile, "Do remind him to drink it while it’s hot."

"Lady Mo, rest assured, the CEO will definitely drink it if he knows you made it," Du Li watched her leave, then scoffed as she looked at the thermos on the table.

An hour later, the office finally quieted down. Du Li took the thermos and some documents and went in.

"President, Lady Mo was here earlier. This is the soup she made for you."

Xiao Mingwei raised an eyebrow and opened the thermos, "Did she say anything?"

Du Li replied, "No, just reminded you to drink the soup."

"Quite a smart woman," Xiao Mingwei said with a smile, glancing at the woman in the bedroom, "Take the soup to her, let her replenish herself."

"Yes." Du Li carried the soup into the bedroom, where the air was filled with a suggestive scent. Ji Ling lay exhausted on the bed, her body marked with intimacy signs. Du Li spoke emotionlessly, "Miss Ji, have some soup to replenish yourself."

Ji Ling clearly heard it was something Lady Mo had brought for him!

It must be from one of his lovers!

Suddenly, her stomach churned violently, and she retched.

"I won’t drink it, take it away!"

How dirty!

Du Li didn’t move, "Miss Ji, if the president says to drink it, you should drink it. If you refuse, I will have to force it down."

Ji Ling’s face turned pale, and she swung her hand, knocking it over, "I said I won’t drink it, can’t you understand human language?!"

Quick as a flash, Du Li caught the overturned thermos, only a little spilled, and she immediately grabbed Ji Ling’s hair and forced her head up to drink it.

"Cough, cough, cough." Ji Ling’s face turned red from choking.

Du Li spoke with satisfaction, "It seems the soup is effective. Miss Ji’s complexion has improved quite a bit."

Ji Ling didn’t expect a secretary to tread on her, that disdainful and icy gaze deeply wounded her pride!

She was the most esteemed daughter of the Ji Family, the most envied socialite in Beijing, and now she had fallen to this state!

"Miss Ji, it’s right for you to feel hatred. Find the one who made you like this and make him pay!" Du Li set down the thermos, pulled out some tissues from the bedside table to clean her hands, and left a message before walking out.

When she came out, Xiao Mingwei lit a cigarette, leaned back in his chair, and spoke with a smile, "Sister Du Li is still as ruthless as ever."

Du Li replied without changing her expression, "Work is work, don’t forget the main event."