Chapter 2202: Word Spirit Truth (23)

Chapter 2202: Chapter 2202: Word Spirit Truth (23)

Chuzheng’s incantation is sometimes effective and sometimes not, so in the end, she decided to take matters into her own hands, self-sufficiency for the win!

Luckily, the driver hadn’t gotten into the car yet, so after dealing with Fei Jiang, Chuzheng calmly got out and told the driver that Fei Jiang wanted to rest for a while and not to disturb him.

The driver found it strange, but since Chuzheng was personally led by Fei Jiang, he didn’t ask more questions and crouched outside to smoke.

Chuzheng returned to the scene.

The large screen was showing Bai Cheng’s match.

Liu Jinli and Chu Zhaoying were standing together, Liu Jinli seemed quite excited, intermittently grabbing Chu Zhaoying to shout something.

Chu Zhaoying was much more perfunctory.

Chuzheng didn’t disturb them, she circled to the back.

Bai Cheng was skilled enough, even though Cui Xianyu had used other means, Bai Cheng narrowly won in the end.

Of course, it might also be Bai Cheng’s survival instinct at play.

He really didn’t want to see that man named Fei Jiang anymore.

"Mr. Bai." The first person Bai Cheng saw after coming off the field wasn’t Cui Xianyu, but instead the little girl he had seen at Fei Jiang’s side.

The little girl stood quietly in the shadows; if she hadn’t spoken, he wouldn’t have noticed a person standing there at all.

Her voice was clear and crisp, yet inexplicably made Bai Cheng shiver.

"...What do you want?"

"Let’s talk."

"..."

Bai Cheng utterly loathed the word ’talk.’

What is there to talk about, what can they possibly talk about!

-

After Chuzheng and Bai Cheng ’talked,’ it only took over ten minutes, then she emerged just in time to bump into Cui Xianyu.

Cui Xianyu reached out to stop her, asking her what benefits Fei Jiang had promised her to make her willing to side with him.

Though his words were tactful, the intention was clear—he was trying to steal her allegiance.

Siding with a married person who already had ties to Fei Jinxue, and now trying to subvert her, he must have had enough of life.

So Chuzheng dragged the Fei Jiang-displeased Cui Xianyu into the corner and beat him up.

Cui Xianyu: "..."

Is this really a woman?!

What kind of menace did Fei Jiang bring aboard!

Chuzheng was in good spirits, leisurely returning to the car, Fei Jiang was still asleep, so Chuzheng instructed the driver to head back.

The car slowly stopped at the Fei Family Main Residence, and the Chief Steward came over to open the door.

The first to get out was Chuzheng, which caused the Chief Steward to pause.

Fei Jiang got out slowly while yawning, his neck a bit sore, and hooked his fingers around Chuzheng’s collar: "Come to my room."

"Are you sure?"

Fei Jiang only wanted to settle the matter of her knocking him out, nodded naturally.

"Alright."

The Good Person Card personally invited, nothing to do with me.

Fei Jiang wanted to settle the score with Chuzheng, but unfortunately, in the end, realized his skill was too shallow.

The Chief Steward lingered with supper outside the door, finally sighed and took the items downstairs.

-

Fei Jiang fussed through the night, didn’t sleep much, and felt very exhausted when he woke.

He glanced to his side, Chuzheng wasn’t there; her clothes were gone too, probably left.

Fei Jiang lifted the covers to take a look, his body showing some scattered marks.

"Why does it feel like I’m under a spell?"

Fei Jiang was puzzled, pondering as he went to wash up.

The Chief Steward was waiting outside the door: "Sir, do you need to send medicine to Miss Mo?"

"What medicine?" Fei Jiang didn’t quite get it; was she injured yesterday? But with her current state, she seemed just fine.

"Contraception." The Chief Steward lowered his head.

Fei Jiang frowned: "Why send her that?"

"Miss Mo isn’t your wife; getting pregnant isn’t ideal..."

Fei Jiang interrupted before the Chief Steward could finish: "No need, don’t ever let me hear such words again."

The Chief Steward hesitated: "Understood."

"When did she leave?"

"Two hours ago."

"The little one is quite spirited." Fei Jiang muttered, waving his hand as if to indicate he was aware.

Fei Jiang slowly went downstairs to eat breakfast and started handling work.

Fei Jiang was casual and lazy, not bothering to fasten his clothes properly, revealing a beautiful collarbone, a glimpse of something hidden.

The servants occasionally glanced over, quickly lowering their heads again.

Last night, whom the sir brought home and the romantic encounter shared, these matters were not theirs to inquire.

But among themselves, the servants still gossiped in private.

Someone said they saw the Fei Family’s foster daughter leave through the front door in the morning, personally escorted out by the Chief Steward.

Yet the servant only felt it looked a bit like her, not completely sure.

But upon reflection, the servant found it unlikely.

How could the sir possibly be interested in that foster daughter?

If the sir wanted a woman, she should be from a renowned family.

Such a person would be worthy of the sir.

What qualifications did that foster daughter have to catch the sir’s eye?

It must have been a mistake by that servant.

Definitely!

-

Perhaps Chuzheng’s intimidation regarding Cui Xianyu frightened Fei Jinxue; after the race night, Fei Jinxue knew to avoid Chuzheng and rarely provoked her.

Fei Jinxue feared Chuzheng keeping an eye on him, thus no longer contacted Cui Xianyu.

Besides seriously attending classes, Chuzheng was dragged out by Liu Jinli... to squander.

Liu Jinli originally intended to take Chuzheng out for fun, but it ended up that Chuzheng took her instead.

Their money, in the end, was their parents’, limited in usage.

Chuzheng was different.

Spending with unrestrained freedom, Liu Jinli’s ideal life.

Chuzheng: "..."

When you’re forced to spend money, it’s no longer seen as an ideal life.

Her ideal life was simply to lie around as a couch potato, and the Good Person Card occasionally brightening her day.

The wish of a big-shot is this simple.

Unfortunately...

Fei Jiang’s side was busy; meeting him wasn’t easy, required advanced registration... appointments.

However, Chuzheng had incantations.

Each time Fei Jiang inexplicably woke up from Chuzheng’s bed, it felt surreal.

Could it be there was something wrong with his body?

Why was it becoming more uncontrollable?

Fei Jiang couldn’t comprehend it.

But he was not strongly resistant either.

He liked waking up just to see Chuzheng... and also enjoyed their intimacy.

At the moment, Chuzheng was lying on the bed looking at the game’s main storyline.

The goal in this realm was for her to become an incantation master, but the progress was slow.

Chuzheng still didn’t know how to deal with the troublesome incantation.

Recently, using it frequently, she noticed the progress increased substantially.

And the more she used it, the more effective it became.

A bit like skill proficiency...

However, the more it’s used, the greater the backlash.

Chuzheng would often be down on her luck.

"Move in with me," Fei Jiang said after dressing, turning to look at the person on the bed.

Every day he returns, but then inexplicably ends up coming back again, too exhausting.

"Alright." Chuzheng agreed without hesitation.

"...Won’t you consider?"

"Consider what?" You’ve already invited me, what more is there to consider!! Just do it! I can!

"..."

You’re a girl!

Shouldn’t you weigh it carefully?!

Fei Jiang thought this girl has a different mindset than normal people, and sighed again.

"Then pack up a bit, go directly to the main residence; leave your stuff here, I’ll have someone help you move it." Fei Jiang instructed: "I’m taking off first."

Chuzheng nodded, then called him.

Chuzheng rummaged under the pillow for a moment, pulling out a document folder: "Here’s a gift for you."

"What is it?"

Chuzheng didn’t answer, simply passing the document over to him.

Fei Jiang accepted it with suspicion: "What’s with the secrecy, what’s inside?"