AWB Chapter 141 Are you crazy?
Chapter 141 Are you crazy?
Ling Mohui was burning with rage, and the teapot in her hand seemed to have become the carrier of all her resentment, as she threw it hard to the ground.
The teapot shattered at Fu Yansheng's feet, making a crisp sound, just like the shattered hope in her heart.
He stopped, his eyes as cold as ice, and shot back at Ling Mo: "I advise you to save your energy and stop struggling in vain."
Ling Mo stared back at Fu Yansheng's departing back, her head aching, and she couldn't help cursing, "Asshole! Madman!"
Mo Qi, who was standing by, hurriedly fetched a broom and carefully cleaned up the debris on the ground, while Mo Hua gently fanned her and said with concern: "Miss, calm down and don't hurt yourself."
Ling Mohui swore secretly in her heart that she would never let a fickle person like Fu Yansheng succeed easily.
Just at this moment, Fenchan passed by the courtyard gate quietly.
In recent times, her whereabouts have become increasingly secretive, almost making people forget that there is such a special person in the mansion.
"Aunt Chan!"
Ling Mohui called out to her almost instinctively, with a hint of curiosity and alertness in her heart.
Fen Chan obviously did not expect to be suddenly called by Ling Mohui. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she quickly returned to her usual gentleness.
"Madam, what are your orders?"
Seeing this, Ling Mohui slowly stepped forward, her voice calm but slightly inquiring: "It's almost noon, where are you going?"
"It's just some old friends inviting me out for lunch."
Ling Mohui nodded slightly, her tone showing understanding: "Then you should go quickly, don't keep your friends waiting for too long."
Fenchan responded with a gentle smile: "I will pay my respects to the Madam again in the evening."
Watching Fenchan's figure gradually disappearing into the distance, Ling Mohui felt a little uneasy in her heart.
Fenchan comes from the land of romance, how can she have real friends?
Moreover, after the Zeng family fell, theoretically she should have no one to rely on. As for the appointment she had today, the background and purpose of the other party made one wonder.
Ever since Fenchan became a member of the mansion, Ling Mohui has been on high alert at all times, and this suspicion has not yet been completely eliminated.
"Get the carriage ready. I'm going out right away!"
Ling Mohui suddenly gave an order, which surprised the servants around her.
"Miss, where are you going at noon?"
The maid beside her asked in confusion.
Seeing this, Ling Mohui slightly raised her chin. Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids. A subtle change in angle silently conveyed her intention to Moqi.
Mo Qi's smiling eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. He instantly caught Ling Mohui's hint. Without saying a word, he just responded with a knowing smile. Then he turned lightly towards the target direction, his steps revealing a calmness that was neither hurried nor slow.
The carriage stopped steadily in front of the vermilion gate of Taoyuan. In the dim morning light, the door looked simple and solemn.
Today, Taoyuan opened its doors to a big show. There was already a constant stream of traffic in front of the gate. People coming in and out were all dressed in luxurious clothes, and their every move showed their extraordinary status and position.
Behind every tightly covered face, there seems to be an unknown story, and the strict entry inspection adds a sense of mystery and dignity.
In such a place where power gathers, how can Fenchan, a seemingly inconspicuous woman, sneak in without attracting attention?
Could it be that she was really a chess piece quietly planted by some force with the intention of infiltrating the Fu family?
Ling Mohui walked slowly along with the bustling crowd. The sunlight shone on her through the leaves, adding a soft glow to her.
"Miss, please show me your invitation!"
The gatekeeper's polite but firm voice sounded.
Ling Mohui raised the corner of her mouth with a faint smile, "It seems that I forgot it at home. Please inform them and say that Ling Mo is here to visit."
Her name is like a golden signboard in the business world of Beijing. As soon as she finished speaking, people around her nodded and bowed, and their respect was evident in their words.
In a moment, the Taoyuan manager rushed over after hearing the news. When he saw that it was Ling Mo, he immediately put on a warm smile and said in a respectful tone, "Oh, it's Madam Ling. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Please come in, please come in!"
Although Ling Mohui was not a fan of opera, she had visited Taoyuan with her sister-in-law Ding before. The shrewd and capable steward naturally had a photographic memory of these powerful figures.
And the scene in Taoyuan today seemed even more unusual. All the guests were directly led into their respective boxes. Ling Mohui couldn't help but feel a little curious. What kind of show would be staged in Taoyuan today?
Just as she was speculating in her heart, a woman's laughter as sweet as silver bells came from the stage. The laughter was as soft as silk, revealing unspeakable temptation and teasing.
Ling Mohui's heart suddenly tightened, and that familiar voice made her suddenly realize something.
This is not just a play, but also a secret and taboo performance!
Thinking of this, Ling Mohui's cheeks couldn't help but turn red, spreading all the way to her ears.
It turns out that today's special arrangement is to cater to those audiences with special preferences. No wonder the admission requirements are so strict.
Just when Ling Mo was trying to find a reason to leave this uncomfortable environment, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open by a great force. Accompanied by a gust of cold wind, Fu Yansheng's figure appeared at the door with an unhappy look on his face.
"Fu Yansheng, why do you always appear when I least want to see you?"
Ling Mohui instinctively took a step back, feeling an inexplicable panic in her heart.
At this moment, the performance on stage was at its climax. The entire theater fell into silence, and everyone's attention was drawn to the stage.
Fu Yansheng's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and an elusive light flashed in his deep eyes: "Ling Mohui, you are not lonely, so you sneaked to a place like this to have fun, right?"
"Do not……"
Before Ling Mo could reply, Fu Yansheng stepped forward, put his arm around her, easily lifted her off the ground, and gently placed her on the table. When he lowered his head, his lips were almost touching her earlobe, and the hot breath he exhaled made her shiver all over.
The window of the box was half open, and the breeze was blowing gently, allowing one to vaguely see the delicate skin on Ling Mo's neck, which looked even whiter in the morning light.
Ling Mohui was filled with shame and indignation, struggling hard to break free from this sudden restraint, "Fu Yansheng, are you crazy! I told you I'm not... woo..."
However, her protest was drowned out by Fu Yansheng's strong kiss, and his warm lips blocked all words.
At the critical moment, Ling Mohui did not completely lose her sanity. She suddenly raised her leg and kicked towards Fu Yansheng's vital point.
However, Fu Yansheng seemed to have anticipated this, and he dodged the attack easily by moving his body to the side. His deep voice was mixed with some blame and helplessness: "Ling Mohui, you are really getting more and more courageous."