Wife Takes the Reins: The Calm CEO

Chapter 6: Being Harassed

“What are you still standing there for? Come in!” a cold voice rang out. Perhaps because of the all-white surroundings, she hadn’t noticed a man in a white robe reclining on the white sofa. He looked to be in his late twenties, with a handsome, otherworldly appearance and a dashing, charming demeanor... In short, every positive adjective Li Xiaowan could think of seemed to apply to him. She found herself transfixed—it was the first time she’d ever stared intently at a stranger. In the end, she summed him up with a single word: “perfect.” “Have you had enough of looking?” A cold voice rang out again. It was Feng Lingzheng, the second young master of the Feng Family, who had been secretly observing Li Xiaowan and Qi Xin'er ever since before they even entered the hotel’s main gate. “Um… sorry!” Li Xiaowan became a bit flustered, and her face instantly turned bright red. Wait a minute… it seemed she’d overlooked something… his robe… Li Xiaowan quickly covered her eyes with both hands. “Could you please put your clothes on first?” “Stop pretending to be so prim and proper. I can’t stand women like you who are two-faced!” Feng Lingzheng’s cold voice seemed laced with anger, instantly shattering the perfect image he had previously left in Li Xiaowan’s mind. “Please show some respect when you speak. Who’s pretending to be demure? Who’s two-faced? Who do you think you are, anyway? What gives you the right to point fingers at others? Everyone loves beauty—so what if I glanced at you a couple of times? Is that going to cost me a piece of flesh?” Li Xiaowan felt a surge of anger rise from her heart, shooting straight to the top of her head. At the same time, she couldn’t help but berate herself inwardly: She’d really lost her mind just now. Hadn’t she always treated men like electrical insulators? What was wrong with her today? “Take another good look at who I am.” This was the first time anyone had ignored him—and dared to throw his own words right back in his face. It seemed she didn’t want to live anymore. But he wasn’t in a hurry; he had plenty of time to have some fun with this reckless woman standing before him. She was actually quite interesting—if it had been anyone else, they would’ve been practically throwing themselves at him by now. “Who knows who you are!” Li Xiaowan retorted irritably. However, judging from this man’s previous words and demeanor—combined with the gossip about the Feng Family that Qi Xin'er had force-fed her on the way here—she was already ninety-nine percent certain. The incredibly arrogant man standing before her must be Feng Lingzheng, the second young master of the Feng Family, though today he was missing his cool sunglasses. “Haha! Is that so? I see you already have your answer. Since you do, you should know the consequences of angering me!” Feng Lingzheng said with a hint of threat; he wanted to see if Li Xiaowan could still keep her composure. “I don’t care. I’ll pay for the damage to your car at full value, but I really don’t have that much money right now. If you insist on forcing me, then go ahead and take my life! Besides, I still haven’t figured out if your car was actually damaged at all,” Li Xiaowan said. At this point, she had no choice but to take things one step at a time. She’d been so terrified yesterday that she hadn’t even had time to check if his car had been damaged. Logically speaking, such a high-end car shouldn’t be so fragile that it couldn’t withstand the impact of a single shoe heel—especially since he hadn’t been driving fast at all, and she’d been wearing soft-leather high heels. “Are you threatening me? Questioning me?” Feng Lingzheng said slowly. What he hated most in life was being threatened. It had happened just once before—and that single incident had haunted him for a long time. What surprised him most was that now, a completely unremarkable woman actually dared to threaten him right in front of him. Did she think he wouldn’t dare? It wasn’t as if he’d never killed before—it was just that those he’d killed had all deserved their fate. But the one standing before him now was a helpless, foolish woman, whose face bore an uncanny resemblance to the “her” he still hated to this day. What reason did he have to grant her a quick death? For him, slow torture was the best revenge a person could receive. Li Xiaowan felt as though Feng Lingzheng’s gaze at that moment was like a sharp sword poised to slice through the sky, as if it were about to pierce her frail, slender body in the very next second. At the same time, for the first time in her life, she truly understood what it meant to feel a chill run down her spine. And that was exactly what happened. Before Li Xiaowan could even open her mouth, Feng Lingzheng sprang to her feet like a gust of wind, flashing into place before Li Xiaowan and glaring down at her from above. Yet Li Xiaowan, drawing on an unknown source of courage, glared right back without flinching. But in the next second, as her pupils dilated and she felt herself being lifted off the ground, Li Xiaowan’s heart grew increasingly frantic and terrified. “Qi Xin'er, help me!” In such a critical moment, her first thought was of her best friend, but to no avail—not a single sound came from outside the door. “Let go… If you don’t let go, I’ll call the police!” Li Xiaowan shouted as she struggled, but she was no match for Feng Lingzheng’s powerful grip. Moreover, Feng Lingzheng showed no sign of her fear or panic; he continued to carry her straight toward what appeared to be a bedroom, then threw her onto a large bed. “Ah!” The impact of the fall nearly gave Li Xiaowan a concussion, but her rational mind told her she had to stay clear-headed right now. “Feng Lingzheng, what are you doing?” This time, Li Xiaowan called him by his full name. “Very good. You’ve finally called me by name. Since you can’t afford to pay for the car repairs, you’ll have to trade your body for it. You should know that this is something countless people dream of but can never attain—you should feel deeply honored.” This time, Feng Lingzheng didn’t hold back, adding a few extra words, his tone leaving Li Xiaowan absolutely no room for negotiation. “I never imagined the second young master of The Feng Family would be such a wolf in sheep’s clothing—all show on the outside but rotten on the inside. Aren’t you afraid I’ll spill the beans and make you and the entire The Feng Family look like fools?” Li Xiaowan shouted, naively believing that Feng Lingzheng would let her off the hook because of those words. “Suit yourself. You’d better spread it far and wide,” Feng Lingzheng completely ignored Li Xiaowan’s threat. This woman had threatened him twice in such a short time; it was time to take some action. So he rolled over and forcefully pinned Li Xiaowan to the bed. The position was far too suggestive—and far too dangerous. At that moment, Li Xiaowan’s eyes revealed nothing but panic and helplessness,At the same time, silent tears unconsciously slid down the corners of her eyes onto the sheets, leaving a cold trail wherever they fell. Feng Lingzheng clearly saw Li Xiaowan’s silent tears. For some reason, his heart clenched suddenly. He immediately released his grip on her, turned his back to her, and said, “Don’t worry. I have absolutely no interest in women with a flat chest. What happened just now was merely a punishment for your arrogant attitude. From now on, let’s call it even. Don’t ever show your face to me again!” Li Xiaowan’s face had long since turned deathly pale, but upon hearing Feng Lingzheng’s words, she finally regained a bit of her composure. “Rest assured, I’ll never show my face to you again in this lifetime. Even if I happen to see you by chance, I’ll stay far away. So this is how it is—you rich people take pleasure in toying with others, huh? Haha! I’ve seen enough!” After saying this, Li Xiaowan stood up, pulled out the business card the receptionist had returned to her, and casually placed it on the dressing table beside her. “Here’s your business card—back to where it belongs.” Then, without looking back, she strode out the door. What a lousy day! The more Li Xiaowan thought about it, the more frustrated she felt. All she wanted now was to see Qi Xin'er as soon as possible. She had no idea where Qi Xin'er had been taken, but she was absolutely certain of one thing: Qi Xin'er would never abandon her. She must have been deliberately led away. Wait—why didn’t she ask before leaving... Never mind—she’d go find her herself. It was broad daylight, after all, and this was a society governed by the rule of law. She was convinced that no matter how arrogant the The Feng Family might be, they wouldn’t dare to act completely lawless. But she hadn’t expected that the moment she stepped out of the elevator, she’d see Qi Xin'er with a look of deep concern on her face, streaked with tears. Before Li Xiaowan could even speak, Qi Xin'er threw her arms around her and said urgently, “Xiaowan, they didn’t do anything to you, did they? I told you I’d wait for you there, but the person who led us to the room’s door said, ‘No visitors allowed,’ and had someone cover my mouth. Then they dragged me into another room, locked the door, and posted a guard there. No matter how much I cried and screamed,they ignored me. I don’t know how long it was before someone finally opened the door and let me in, saying I could leave. But before I left, they threatened me, saying that if I dared to tell anyone about what happened today, my family would be in danger. They even listed the names, locations, and work histories of everyone in my family—including yours and mine—with absolute precision.” “I never imagined that not only the members of the Feng Family are so arrogant and tyrannical, but even the Feng Family’s lackeys are the same. All right, all right, it’s okay now. Let’s just get out of this filthy place first,” Li Xiaowan said comfortingly. Then the two of them, arm in arm, quickly walked out of the hotel lobby. On the top floor of the hotel, Feng Lingzheng watched the receding figure on the screen. “What a boring woman!” But for a fleeting moment, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the shadow of someone buried deep in his memory, and a sharp pang of pain pierced his heart. Immediately, he pressed the button on the desk, and Ye walked in. “Boss, what are your instructions?” Ye asked respectfully. “Ye, accompany me to the North Gate Branch tomorrow,” Feng Lingzheng said without the slightest hint of emotion, though he couldn’t quite hide the chill in his eyes—nor did he really intend to. “Yes, Boss. I can tell you’re in an exceptionally bad mood today,” Ye replied, remaining where he stood, showing no intention of leaving. “Ye, what do you want to know?” Feng Lingzheng raised her almond-shaped eyes slightly and gazed quietly at Ye. Seeing this, Ye quickly replied, “Not at all. Um… I just remembered there’s something I still need to do. You go ahead and get back to work.” Then he fled the room as if escaping, feeling a chill run down his spine. Ye is the maternal nephew of Lady Feng Da—Feng Lingzheng’s mother. He has a sunny, handsome appearance and excels particularly in close-quarters combat and long-range marksmanship. He once underwent specialized training in the special forces, and his father—Feng Lingzheng’s third uncle—currently serves as a general in a certain military region. In terms of generational lineage, Ye is a classic example of the “third generation of the revolutionary elite.” Unfortunately, his heart does not lie in military service,Fortunately, he isn’t the only male heir in his family; otherwise, he would have been drafted into the military long ago. His current assignment to protect Feng Lingzheng was at his family’s request, and he accepted it willingly. Most surprisingly, the person he admires most isn’t his own father, but the typically cold-hearted, domineering, and autocratic Feng Lingzheng.