Mr. Tycoon's Daring Wife

Zhao Lifei did not want this location to be revealed to her personal driver. She went back to the "Black Room" and was chilled by what she saw. Her eyes scanned the room, where the bodies of half-alive men could be found and a very much blood-coated Guo Sheng stood near them. Her eyes centered on Yang Ruqin who was sweating and evidently had changed into training clothes.

The bodies were tortured beyond words. They were even worse than the international spies caught by the military. The smell in the air was disgusting and she had to cover her nose to prevent herself from gagging.

Yang Ruqin relieved all of her pent up anger and frustration upon these men who had done the same to her. She was only a part of the brutal beating, but did not join Guo Sheng in his so-called "play time." She always knew there were one or two loose screws in his brain and did not realize the full extent of his capabilities. It was just today that she witnessed why he was always in this room and why he often smelled like iron.

Zhao Lifei did not want to step into the room. The blood on the floor reminded her of something she saw beneath her when she woke up in an office room.

"Qinqin, are you done? Do you want to go home now?" Zhao Lifei stood by the doorway. She watched as a group of janitors made their way down the halls, heading their way.

Yang Ruqin's head snapped up, a few splotches of blood covered her face. She took off the training hoodie, dumped it in the trash and walked out of the room. "I need to change my clothes and take a shower. Then we can leave together." She cheerfully smiled, a relieved look in her eyes when she saw that Zhao Lifei did not cringe back from her.

Zhao Lifei took out a napkin from her purse and wiped off the small dots of blood on Yang Ruqin's face. "You seem relieved." She commented, watching as Yang Ruqin kicked off her sneakers and picked them up.

"It was really satisfying, beating them up." She took one last look at the men in the room and then turned to Yang Yulong. "Will you need them for interrogation?"

Yang Yulong nodded his head. "Yes. The doctors will keep them alive." His eyes lingered on Zhao Lifei. Where did his brother go? Why weren't they together?

"Okay, will you get Hu Wei ready? I'll be up in fifteen minutes. I want to go…" Yang Ruqin trailed off. She didn't want to go back to her apartment complex, even if there was a heavy possibility the place was already cleaned up. She also did not want to go back to the Main Mansion. She had other real estates spread throughout the country, but there was only one in Shenbei.

Speaking of the main mansion, Yang Ruqin remembered the phone call with her parents midway into the beating. They had frantically called her when she was nowhere to be found in the hospital. After constant reassuring that she was fine and a promise she would visit them sometime tomorrow, they left her off the hook.

Zhao Lifei thought about where they should go. Cerulean Water Pavillion came to mind. Yang Feng would be notified if she went there, but she decided it was fine. It's not like she was running away from him. She just needed time off to collect the truth.

"Come with me to Cerulean Water Pavilions. Yang Feng bought me a house there." Zhao Lifei piped up, the neighborhood easily registering in the Yang siblings' mind.

Yang Yulong nodded his head in approval. As expected of his brother. The houses there were heavily guarded, in a well-off and secluded area with good environment and nature at their backdoors.

Yang Ruqin swiveled around. "What?! Feng-ge got you a house there? I've been bothering him to buy me one for ages. It was the same situation as the purse. Ugh, how come he pampers you but not his own sister?"

Zhao Lifei laughed. "You have your entire family and Yang Yulong doting upon you. One less person won't hurt."

"But he's the one who can do the most!" Yang Ruqin pouted but relented in the end. Her Feifei deserves all the pampering in the world and only Feng-ge would suffice.

Yang Yulong shook his head at his younger sister. Such a spoiled little princess she was…

- - - - -

Yang Feng watched from the window as his woman and Yang Ruqin boarded the black Maybach. In his hand was a glass of wine to calm his anger, his fingers gripping the thin stem tightly when he heard the reports. She was going to see Wei Hantao. Luckily, she did not storm outside of the headquarters without a guard. It would be too dangerous for her to roam the area. She was smart enough not to call her private chauffeur.

He thought back to her words. He did not trust her? More like he could not trust the men around her.

Yang Feng turned back to the woman who reported everything that had happened in the last twenty minutes. Second to Su Meixiu was Lu Shanshan who had been by his side in the Underworld for a while now. She was always present in the shadows here and rarely accompanied him outside. He grew up with her in middle school and from then on, the two have watched each other flourish.

Yang Feng decided it was time to bring her into the light. She would not pose a threat to his little lady, for Lu Shanshan was already married to a loving husband and they had a son together. She was only older than Yang Feng by a year, yet she had already accomplished everything Yang Feng wanted in a family. He wanted a wife and more than one kid... Preferably all girls who resembled their mother.

Yang Feng replayed the recordings of the waiting room. Zhao Lifei was going to a tea room with Wei Hantao, presumably to ask him something. Yang Feng could already guess what it was.

"Big Boss, should we have someone tail the lady-boss into the restaurant?" Lu Shanshan asked, her eyes lingering upon the woman in the video.

In her eyes, Zhao Lifei truly was a dashing beauty, one that could capture the heart of any passerby. Silky hair, resembling the dusk of midnight and eyes that shine like the stars on the mountainsides. Drop-dead gorgeous would be an understatement for her. It was no wonder that their boss was so captured by this woman.

Lu Shanshan thought, 'If I was a man, I would surely do the same thing.'

"No need." Yang Feng closed the tablet and went back to his desk. He would give her three days to explain herself. If she did not, he would lose his trust in her right then and there.

Lu Shanshan slowly nodded her head. "Also, it seems Miss Ruqin and the Lady Boss will be staying elsewhere. I have just received word that it will be at a property in Cerulean Waters Pavilion."

If Yang Feng was affected by the announcement, he did not show it. Instead, he took a relaxed and languid sip of his wine, watching as the red tides swirl in the crystal glass. His eyes, unconcerned and guarded, did not show signs of anger like most men would when they heard their woman left their home. Technically, she was still going home, it would just be their second one.

"Notify the housekeeper of their arrival." He placed the glass down and popped a piece of gum into his mouth, casually chewing it and getting rid of the taste of alcohol from his tongue. Speaking of which, he also needed to brush his teeth. If she came home today, he would lavish her greatly, more than he did the last time.

Lu Shanshan readily nodded her head.

Yang Feng opened his laptop and got to work. Lu Shanshan saw that as a sign for her to be excused. She clasped her hands to her side, did a half-body bow and left.