Chapter 44 The One with Whom Lu Ye Was Unfaithful
Su Qianqian’s expression was calm as she said, “As of today, the advance payments for the Jiangbei District properties have already been transferred back into the account of Wealth Real Estate.”
Xu Fugui’s face instantly brightened with joy, and he breathed a sigh of relief, opening his mobile banking app to prepare a transfer to Lin Zhongze.
But as he stared at a balance of less than a hundred million, he was bewildered. “Qianqian, why is there so little money?”
Su Qianqian struggled to hold back her laughter. “It was your idea to give our Yiren Group an eighty percent discount. The remaining twenty percent is just this much.”
Damn!
When Xu Fugui was bent on seizing control of Lin Zhongze’s entertainment business, he’d dreamed of raking in illicit profits in huge sums, so he never cared about the returns from Jiangbei District.
Even Wealth Real Estate had been set up across from Yiren Group just to woo Su Qianqian.
But Xu Fugui never imagined that the very company he owned would now be the one to crush him.
He’d really dug his own grave!
Seeing Xu Fugui lost in hesitation, Lin Zhongze snorted coldly. “It appears Young Xu no longer has the means to pay his debt. Fine, I’ll just consider this money as charity for beggars.”
No sooner had Lin Zhongze finished speaking than Zhang Yunjie stood up in the audience.
He pointed at Xu Fugui’s nose and shouted, “Xu Fugui, if I’d known you were so useless, I’d never have agreed to join your so-called Young Masters’ Alliance. I’m out. You can play on your own!”
Lin Bei and Yang Tianyu also stood up together. “We’re quitting too!”
Sun Tongwei and Huang Shaojun exchanged a glance. Sun asked, “Huang, what are you planning?”
Huang Shaojun replied, “Xu Fugui is just an empty suit, trying to bluff his way through. I’m done playing with him. What about you?”
Sun Tongwei nodded, gritting his teeth. “What’s the point anymore? Now that the Su Group is filthy rich, if we keep playing this game, my Sun family will surely end up kneeling. I’m out!”
“We’re leaving too!”
Thus, the so-called Young Masters’ Alliance collapsed instantly.
Zhang Yunjie’s leading role in this mass exodus, of course, was at Lu Ye’s instruction.
From Xu Fugui’s ascent to the stage for his award, to Lin Zhongze’s pursuit for payment, and now Zhang Yunjie spearheading the Alliance’s breakup, it was all part of Lu Ye’s carefully scripted plan.
Now, even Xu Fugui’s last two loyal allies had defected, and he was left penniless.
His composure shattered, his spirit broken!
Xu Fugui clutched his brand-new Huawei P30 phone, stumbling in a haze from the Su Group’s annual gala, as the air filled with festive cheer.
…
Back home, Su Qianqian and Lu Ye were laughing together like a pair of fools.
Using Xu Fugui’s money against him, they’d also reinforced the Su Group’s bonds with its partners and boosted the enthusiasm of their employees.
It was more unbelievable than winning the lottery!
Su Qianqian sprawled on the sofa, stretching lazily with a grin. “Lost his money and his reputation—surely Xu Fugui will finally give up on me?”
Lu Ye dutifully brought her a basin of water for washing her feet, naturally taking her delicate foot in his hands for a massage.
Seeing Su Qianqian oblivious, he chuckled softly. “Actually, I hope he doesn’t give up so soon. Where else will we find such a foolish bringer of wealth?”
Su Qianqian burst into laughter. “Hahaha, you little rascal, that’s enough!”
“But now he’s got no wealth left to bring. I am a bit worried, though. If the Xu family in the capital hears about what’s happened here, how will they retaliate?”
Lu Ye pressed firmly on the spring point of her sole and said, “In that case, I wouldn’t mind taking care of the Xu family as well.”
“Ouch!”
The tingling sensation made Su Qianqian react suddenly, instinctively trying to pull her leg back, but Lu Ye held it tightly. Her cheeks flushed, and she scolded, “What are you doing?”
“Foot massage, it’s good for detoxification and beauty.”
Well!
Unable to resist, Su Qianqian simply closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
She hadn’t yet realized how inseparable she and Lu Ye had become.
As for thoughts of divorce, they hadn’t surfaced in her mind for a long time.
But halfway through the massage, Lu Ye’s phone suddenly rang.
His hands wet, he asked Su Qianqian to press the speaker for him…
“Lu Ye, come over right away!”
Hearing a girl’s voice on the other end, Su Qianqian immediately became alert, glaring at Lu Ye and mouthing: Who is she?
Lu Ye only grinned sheepishly at her, then spoke into the phone, “Alright, I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
As soon as the call ended, Su Qianqian exploded, “Do you even know what time it is? You’re going out in the middle of the night to mess around?”
Lu Ye grabbed a towel to wipe his hands and replied casually, “I’m going to handle something important!”
Su Qianqian was not pleased, demanding sternly, “Meeting a girl at this hour—what important business could that be? More likely you’re up to no good. You’re not allowed to go!”
“Oh, come on, don’t make a scene. It really is important!”
Su Qianqian stood with hands on her hips, sneering coldly. “Important, is it? Fine, I’ll go with you!”
Lu Ye sighed helplessly. “That’s… not convenient.”
Su Qianqian mocked, “Yes, it’s not convenient to bring your wife along when you’re booking a room with a vixen.”
“I… Damn it, I can’t explain this to you!”
He sighed, went upstairs to change clothes, and prepared to leave.
Little did he know, a sly gleam flashed in Su Qianqian’s eyes.
“You won’t let me come, huh? I’ll go anyway! When I catch you and that vixen in bed, we’ll divorce on the spot!”
Yes, yes, yes!
She had finally found a reason for divorce!
But why did her heart feel oddly unsettled?
…
When Lu Ye came downstairs to the living room, Su Qianqian was nowhere in sight.
Perhaps she’d locked herself in her room to sulk again?
Why should I care!
Where did this sudden temper come from? Little did he realize—it was his own indulgence that had spoiled her…
He drove his Passat to the yacht dock and boarded the Apostle Wanderer.
As soon as he opened the cabin door, he saw Liu Yiyi at the computer desk, excitedly calling out to him, “Come quick! I’ve found one of the names on the undercover list!”
This news filled Lu Ye with uncontrollable joy.
“Great! Which one on the list? Where is she?”
Liu Yiyi pulled up several files on the computer, comparing them as she spoke. “The current CEO of Riley International, Luo Ying!”
“Riley International is a gambling company on Westgate Island. Maybe we can find her there!”
Westgate Island isn’t far from Mingzhu City in a straight line, but it’s a solitary island, accessible only by water.
What interested Lu Ye was the background of Riley International.
Westgate Island is among the few places where the gambling industry is legalized, so Riley International’s presence there is natural.
But why, more than a decade ago, had his mother sent an undercover agent to investigate Riley International? What was her motivation?
Clearly, the company harbored secrets that couldn’t see the light of day.
Even though Luo Ying’s identity as an undercover agent was now confirmed, it wouldn’t be wise to rush to Westgate Island for a meeting while so much remained unclear.
Westgate Island is surrounded by the sea; if word got out, escape would be impossible.
“Are we going to find Luo Ying now?”
Liu Yiyi’s eyes sparkled with excitement—this was her first chance to go out on a mission since becoming a real agent.
Lu Ye shook his head with a smile. “In our line of work, we always plan before we act. If everyone were as reckless as you, ten lives wouldn’t be enough!”
“I’ve learned my lesson!”
Liu Yiyi laughed awkwardly, about to stand and stretch, when suddenly she cried out, “Ouch!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Ugh, my stockings got snagged!”
“Let me see…”
Lu Ye leaned over to check, and found a short splinter on her chair had caught her stockings.
“No problem, I’ll get it off for you.”
Just as he reached for Liu Yiyi’s thigh, the cabin door suddenly burst open with a sharp shout, “You little rascal, you really did sneak out to meet this fox—”
Su Qianqian stormed in, but froze when she saw Liu Yiyi’s face. “It’s you?”
“Lu Ye, your mistress is actually the woman who tried to kill my father!”