Chapter 2770 - 2832: Business School

"Hubby, we’re not here for anything, we just... just missed you!" the two women said.

Li Yifei directly grabbed one of them, sat her on his lap, buried his head between her legs and took a deep sniff, saying, "Really nothing else?"

"At most... at most it’s that we both missed you, so we both want to be affectionate with hubby." Song Lianyao said, her face flushed red.

It was as if they were back to the beginning again, the two women using everything they had to please Li Yifei, wanting to win his protection. Of course, it was also because the two of them had hopelessly fallen in love with Li Yifei, that all this would happen.

"Mm, you want to relive the old days?" Li Yifei said with expectation.

"Okay, dear hubby, you don’t move at all, our sisters will carefully serve you." The two women said as they already started to act.

Li Yifei really didn’t move at all, closed his eyes and peacefully enjoyed the two women’s service, only feeling comfort all over his body. Very soon he started groaning, and not long after he spilled like a flood, completely routed. But Li Yifei was still Li Yifei; he was like a war god, and in that regard it was the same—very quickly he was once again hard and ready for battle.

When Su Mengxin came over and saw the three of them in combat, she widened her eyes, pulled open the curtains, and said, "In broad daylight, you guys aren’t even shy."

"Haha, good wife, what’s there to be shy about with this? Since you’re here, don’t leave!" Saying that, Li Yifei strode over, scooped Su Mengxi up in his arms, laid her on the sofa, and was about to start.

"Wait, I came because I have something to talk about." Su Mengxin pressed both hands against Li Yifei’s chest, but her legs were wrapped around his waist. With that posture of wanting to refuse but secretly welcoming, how could Li Yifei misunderstand? He chuckled and said, "Whatever it is, we’ll talk after we’re done!"

By this point, Li Yifei’s hands had already completed the liberation movement, and very quickly he began his strategic advance...

The room finally quieted down, but that was a long time later. It was rare for Li Yifei to be home, so all the women... were letting themselves go. Besides, they’d all been together so many years, some things once you’ve done them once, twice, three times, and countless times, become natural. No need to be sneaky about it. In the end, this old plow-ox Li Yifei still had to carry all his wives back to the bed and let them rest.

"Today the common folk are, really, really happy!" Li Yifei hummed off-key as he carried five or six women back one by one, then went downstairs himself to clean up the battlefield. Finally he opened a bottle of beer, lit a post-sex cigarette, and felt incomparably relaxed.

But just then, he saw that pile of books, and a cloud of worry floated back into his heart. Even though Su Mengxin hadn’t said it outright, he basically knew what she wanted to do. They’d already discussed this several times over the past few days.

That was... to have Li Yifei go study at a business school. After more than ten years, Li Yifei would once again go back to school. Just hearing this made even him shake his head. Oh, he’d also studied things in the army, but that was different—if you couldn’t learn in the army, you really got punished. Actually, saying it like that, going to business school now sounded much easier.

Before long, Su Mengxin had rested, taken a shower, and came downstairs wrapped in a big loose bathrobe, bare feet stepping down one by one. Seeing Li Yifei frowning and dazing out, she sat beside him, slowly leaned against him, and said, "Hubby, if you really don’t want to go, I won’t force you."

"Going is fine, it’s just a bit dramatic, sigh. How long do I have to study there?" Li Yifei shook his head, slid his arm around Su Mengxin and asked.

Su Mengxin pursed her lips with a smile and said, "It won’t take that long. In fact, it’s more about appearances. You can really study, or you can just go to get a so‑called diploma. You have to know that the people who can go study there are all rich or noble, assets over one billion, even tens of billions, and they must have a certain amount of political capital. Oh, maybe I’m exaggerating, but multimillionaires are definitely there. The people who founded this school are also top tycoons in the country, for example the most famous now is Ma Yun. She started from scratch all the way to today, with assets in the hundreds of billions, still growing, so she has the capital to found such a school."

"I know about that, and there are several other badass bosses!" Li Yifei said.

"Right, so this school is basically a place for bosses to make friends with each other, exchange what they have and what they lack, and promote each other’s interests. That’s why I want you to go. Our family business has developed to today and already hit a bottleneck. If we don’t have an innovative project—one of those big projects with excellent prospects—then breaking through this bottleneck will be hard."

"So, we need to cooperate with others?"

"No, this is just for you to make some friends, or learn their way of thinking. As for the breakthrough, that still needs the effort of the whole family, the entire corporate group. That’s not something we’re desperate about right this moment."

"Oh, that’s good. That works. Just depends on whether we can fit it in time‑wise." Li Yifei said.

"Yeah, otherwise I’d have wanted you to go long ago!"

"What about you all?"

"We need to show real material... haha, not that you don’t. You’re the head of the family, you can’t possibly manage every detail in the group. So we’ll study properly; you go get a diploma and meet some people. You never know when they’ll come in handy!"

"You really think just going to school can make me their true friend?"

"My silly hubby, of course you won’t become real friends with them. But in business there are no eternal enemies either; who knows which of them might end up becoming a partner."

"Daring to call me silly? All right then, you little wife, are you trying to rebel?" Li Yifei certainly understood what Su Mengxin meant, so he pretended to be angry. Su Mengxin didn’t dodge or shrink back, instead she snuggled even closer, and said in a syrupy voice, "Hubby, I didn’t get my fill just now, I still want to eat."

"You recovered that fast?" Li Yifei raised a brow.

"Of course I recovered, it’s already been over an hour. Today I... am not working, I’ll just focus on eating." With that one line, Su Mengxin lit Li Yifei up again, and he pounced like a starving tiger, ignoring everything else as the battle started once more.

It was an absurd day. Li Yifei bowed his head to serve as a willing ox, and glared coldly at all the women; the women in turn basked in all his pampering, taking whatever they wanted, everything done according to Li Yifei’s wishes. He finally got to indulge himself, with an even stronger psychological sense of conquest.

But after the absurdity, real business still had to be done. The issue with Ning Xin’er’s film was pretty much settled. After that, because Li Yifei had other matters, he didn’t involve himself. The people from Summer Entertainment eventually deleted their posts and lost the lawsuit; they had no choice but to issue a public apology. Even though the wording wasn’t sincere, Ning Xin’er had forced Summer Entertainment to apologize, and this was quite the sensation in the entertainment circle. At least many people hadn’t expected it; they thought it would fizzle out. The key point was that Summer Entertainment, having lost the case, actually complied.

But there were still unexpected developments, like Zhao Xianjin’s case. He was killed, and the netizens vented their anger for the time being. Yet as the investigation progressed, the evidence grew murky. Right then, Zhao Xianjin’s parents were brutally murdered at home, killed in a cruel fashion. On‑scene evidence again pointed unfavorably at Li Yifei, but if you investigated carefully you’d find that this evidence fell apart on its own. At first glance, it looked like someone was deliberately framing Li Yifei. Because this whole incident started because of him, any killing would naturally cast him in a bad light, but once investigated it would show it had nothing to do with him.

But if you complicated it further, could it be that Li Yifei did it on purpose, framing himself, and that the real killer was actually his people... Once that line of argument appeared, it was quickly dismissed. What motive would he have? Just because some perverts did sick things and the police didn’t deal with them, he’d go as far as murder?

Who could guarantee it wasn’t done by someone else? Cultivators were rare, but there were some in Black Province. The Zhao Family, the province’s richest, had lots of cultivators—couldn’t it have been them? Someone did say this, but unfortunately the next day he was disciplined and warned not to talk nonsense.

A few days later, temporary regulations finally came out regarding hidden video recordings, photos, invasion of other people’s privacy—especially women’s privacy—and the mental and physical harm caused, along with a series of related measures. Many perverts who had been caught recently—also called criminals—would face corresponding legal punishment. And because there had been human intervention behind all this, the related legal penalties would be harsher. This drew criticism from many so‑called human rights experts, scholars, and legal professionals, but for ordinary people, especially ordinary women, this was a good thing, absolutely a good thing.

Some feminists even sang high praises, seeing this as a big step forward for women’s rights in Huaxia, and they also idolized Li Yifei.

Li Yifei didn’t feel happy about it, because soon he received a flood of private messages from women. For example, one woman sent him dozens of messages in a row, saying she was suffering domestic violence, how unfair it all was. At first Li Yifei felt quite sympathetic, but as the chat went on, this woman stopped talking about serious matters. First she asked to borrow money, opening with three hundred thousand. Li Yifei thought she had some serious illness, and that’s what she claimed too—so he asked her to send medical records or something. The woman couldn’t produce anything, and in the end brazenly said she wanted to buy a Mercedes. She’d just seen a Mercedes at a car show, only a bit over three hundred thousand, and went on and on...

Li Yifei almost thought he’d run into ****; there really was someone who could make such a request. So... why should he give her money? When he didn’t give her any, the woman started cursing him out, saying how heartless rich people were, wishing all kinds of nasty death on Li Yifei.

Li Yifei was speechless. He understood why her husband beat her. Oh, maybe the domestic violence was all made up by her. With logic like that, probably not many people could stand her. Anyway, Li Yifei couldn’t, so he simply blocked her, making sure she could no longer spew filth at him.