Chapter 2205: Word Spirit Truth (26)

Chapter 2205: Chapter 2205: Word Spirit Truth (26)

"Fei Jiang, I don’t want anyone else but you."

Chuzheng stood up with a cold face and went upstairs without looking back.

What the heck is this Good Person Card!

How dare he ask me such a question.

If I agree, would he even comply?

So annoying!

Fei Jiang raised an eyebrow, watched Chuzheng go upstairs, and after a long while, leisurely finished the last two sips of soup, then also strolled upstairs.

Fei Jiang had an international video conference to attend, and he started the computer right on time in the study.

The meeting had been going on for over ten minutes, and Fei Jiang was getting restless.

Right now he was thinking...

Damn!

Fei Jiang held himself back, but eventually couldn’t resist, quickly saying he had something to do, postponed the meeting, and slammed the laptop shut.

Fei Jiang pushed open the door to the master bedroom, where Chuzheng was leaning against the headboard reading a book.

Upon seeing him enter, she just lifted her eyelids slightly.

Fei Jiang washed up in the bathroom, and when he came out without wearing any clothes, he lay down beside Chuzheng.

He couldn’t control himself!

Fei Jiang felt like he was a little possessed.

Chuzheng glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

Fei Jiang gritted his teeth: "Offering my apologies."

"Oh?" Chuzheng raised her tone slightly.

Fei Jiang lay straight as an arrow, like a favored concubine awaiting favor.

Chuzheng put down the book: "Do you not seem very willing?"

Fei Jiang took a deep breath: "What exactly have you done to me?"

It’s always like this; his body is completely out of control.

But his mind is clear, not as if he’s mentally manipulated.

"Want to know?"

No kidding, why else ask.

Chuzheng raised her hand, turned off the lights, and flipped over: "I can control you, are you afraid?"

He was suddenly in darkness, and Fei Jiang took a moment to adjust.

"How do you control me?"

The girl leaned in close to his ear and whispered: "What I say becomes truth."

"What?"

"Have you heard of ’Word of Power’?"

"...Like in the TV?"

"Yes."

"..."

Fei Jiang felt he needed a moment to process.

You have such great power, yet you use it merely to... to...

It’s like using a treasure map as a table wedge.

Fei Jiang wasn’t sure whether to be angry or laugh.

"Why do you enjoy messing with me?"

"If I don’t use some means, how could you be so obedient?" Chuzheng slowly kissed him while responding to his questions.

This card is quite black-hearted.

Always wanting to take the upper hand, sometimes Chuzheng couldn’t be bothered to act, letting him take charge; but she couldn’t lose her throne, right?

Besides, this guy is often out, seeing him is harder than seeing a king.

She can’t just say on the phone ’I want to see you, come back’—words that would harm her image as a big shot.

So she had to resort to some unconventional means.

"Are you using your method... um... a bit overkill?" Fei Jiang’s voice was a bit hoarse, coming in broken waves.

If others knew you used such abilities for this, they’d beat you up!

"It’s worth it to use on you."

"..." Thank you very much!

Fei Jiang was so mad he started using formal speech.

-

The Chief Steward noticed Fei Jiang waking up, yawning incessantly, slumping in the chair like he had no bones, wanting to say something but hesitated.

In the end, he couldn’t help himself: "Sir, don’t over-exhaust yourself. Mind your health."

Sir has always been alone, and now that he’s had a taste of the good stuff, he should take care of his body.

Fei Jiang: "???"

After finishing last night, Chuzheng didn’t let him off.

Saying she only knew how to use, not undo.

He lay there stiff all night; how could he sleep well?

That little thing had already disappeared early in the morning, no clue where she went.

Fei Jiang finished his breakfast under the concerned gaze of the Chief Steward; he should have been heading to the office now, but Fei Jiang just sat there motionless.

The Chief Steward couldn’t help but mull over.

Should he find something for sir to strengthen his health?

He saw Miss Mo come down this morning, full of energy, without a hint of fatigue.

Fei Jiang had no clue what his Chief Steward was thinking.

"Little Sister Jin Xue isn’t young anymore, right?"

"... Miss Jin Xue is the same age as Miss Mo." Young yet not old.

"Then it seems our Fei Family should prepare for a joyful occasion."

The Chief Steward was slightly astonished.

Fei Youping had merely thought about this, hadn’t even done anything yet.

Sir’s intention...

Rather than guessing Fei Jiang’s method, the Chief Steward simply followed up: "Which family does sir think is suitable?"

Fei Jiang flashed a bright smile: "Isn’t Auntie already decided?"

The Chief Steward: "..."

The fool from the Zhang Family?

Fei Jiang left humming some inexplicable tune, from which the Chief Steward sensed joy.

Since Miss Mo appeared, sir seemed to have changed a lot.

But thinking back on sir’s words... sir is still sir.

-

Fei Jinxue received the news three days later. Upon hearing she would marry the fool from the Zhang Family, Fei Jinxue was completely dumbfounded.

"I won’t marry!!"

Fei Jinxue’s reaction was intense.

"You said Mo Chuzheng would marry, why has it become me now? I won’t... He’s a fool; how could I have an engagement with him!"

Fei Youping sat to the side, head lowered, her hair hiding her red eyes.

"Mom, say something!"

What could Fei Youping say?

The matter was decided by Fei Jiang, and the Chief Steward just came to notify her nonchalantly.

Now the entire Fei Family was run by Fei Jiang; if she opposed, would she find any good outcome?

That madman was clearly defending Mo Chuzheng.

"Mom, I don’t agree, I absolutely won’t marry that fool from the Zhang Family!"

Knowing Fei Youping had arranged such a marriage for Chuzheng, she was gleeful.

But when the matter fell on her, it was a completely different story.

"Don’t worry, Mom will find a way."

She truly couldn’t let Jin Xue be engaged to that fool from the Zhang Family.

With Fei Youping’s assurance, Fei Jinxue calmed down slightly.

The mother and daughter whispered, finally deciding some kind of countermeasure unbeknownst to others.

-

"The old master has returned."

Early in the morning, Chuzheng heard servants gossiping.

The old master of the Fei Family.

The Fei Family’s glory naturally contained a contribution from this old master.

But once old, he was ousted by his grandson.

The old master felt embarrassed and understandably didn’t want to live here, saying he wanted a quiet life and moved elsewhere.

Earlier, Fei Jinxue, due to something regarding a USB drive, stayed with the old master for a while but was soon brought back by Fei Youping.

Chuzheng descended the stairs, coincidentally seeing the elderly man with white hair and beard being helped inside by Fei Youping.

Fei Jinxue followed obediently, calling "Grandpa" with delight.

The old man smiled amiably, clearly fond of his granddaughter Fei Jinxue.

A stranger inside the main residence drew the old man’s attention, yet he showed nothing, not even a glance, completely disregarded her.

"Old master, what brings you here suddenly?" The Chief Steward appeared out of nowhere.

Why "appeared"? Because Chuzheng hadn’t heard any sound.

The old master seated himself with Fei Youping’s help, his beard wavering, his voice robust: "Why, can’t I come back?"

The Chief Steward lowered his gaze: "That’s not what I meant."