Chapter 980: Spying

Chapter 980: Chapter 980: Spying


Zhao Xiaohui glanced at Zhao Xiaoliang but got up and pushed him aside before directly chasing after Li Feng.


"Wait."


Zhao Xiaohui caught up to Li Feng, naturally hooking her arm around his.


"Were you serious about what you just said?"


"Which part?"


"Wanting me to be your woman."


Zhao Xiaohui looked at Li Feng. What was she striving so hard for if not to become someone of status? Why worry about knowing so little, when it’s not even an issue?


She had confidence in herself.


"That depends on your abilities."


Zhao Xiaoliang, who had been pushed aside, steadied himself and turned to look at the two leaving, but his eyes were a bit red.


Thinking of Li Feng’s words just now, Zhao Xiaoliang’s blood was boiling.


Where could the two go after leaving the restaurant? His goddess was going to be pressed under the other person, and just thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoliang couldn’t contain himself and lifted his foot to chase after them.


Wanjin Grand Hotel’s VIP Suite.


Li Feng and Zhao Xiaohui entered the room, and as soon as the door closed, Zhao Xiaohui suddenly took the initiative, directly pushing against Li Feng with both hands, her beautiful leg climbing up Li Feng’s waist.


"I still don’t know who you really are."


Zhao Xiaohui’s eyes looked at Li Feng.


Li Feng turned his body and took charge, pinning Zhao Xiaohui against the wall.


"If you want to know, you’ll have to pay the price."


Zhao Xiaohui gasped slightly, looking up at the somewhat rough Li Feng, biting her lip: "What price do you want?"


Li Feng looked at Zhao Xiaohui, who glanced over while biting her lip, and this lip-biting gesture made him somewhat want a taste of her sweetness.


"Hey, why pretend to be stupid when you understand perfectly?"


Li Feng directly picked Zhao Xiaohui up, walked through the entrance, into the living room, and placed her on the sofa.


"There aren’t any cameras or bugs in this room, are there?"


The originally ambiguous atmosphere and the heart-racing Zhao Xiaohui suddenly heard Li Feng’s untimely words, pausing slightly.


Her flushed cheeks instantly turned frostily cold: "What do you mean by that?"


Li Feng curled his lips.


"I don’t like being spied on."


Li Feng directly stood up, turning to survey the living room. Zhao Xiaohui also sat up on the sofa, biting her teeth, watching Li Feng searching all around.


"What kind of person do you take me for?"


Zhao Xiaohui was somewhat embarrassed and furious.


Li Feng suddenly curled his lips, chuckled, and pulled out a button-sized bug from behind the television.


Then found a pinhole camera from the socket, and more from the flowerpot, under the table, on the lamp, even a corner of the spotlight overhead. After a round of searching, Li Feng had accumulated quite a few bugs and cameras in his hands.


Zhao Xiaohui looked at the things in Li Feng’s hands, her face burning with shame.


Li Feng tossed these directly into a nearby fish tank, turned to look at Zhao Xiaohui: "Now I’m a bit curious about who you are?"


Zhao Xiaohui bit her lip, her face aching slightly: "If I said I wasn’t aware, would you believe me?"


Zhao Xiaohui also hadn’t expected there would be so many cameras and bugs in this room, though she had heard of such things, she hadn’t thought that master would treat her this way.


"This was done by the protector’s chief disciple. I reported your matters to him, from beginning to end it was his arrangement, I just followed instructions."


"I really didn’t think he would install cameras and bugs in your room, after all, I’m not low enough to stoop that far."


Zhao Xiaohui spoke, looking up at Li Feng: "From the start, were you just playing with me?"


"What about making me your woman, you were just teasing me, weren’t you?"


Zhao Xiaohui bit her lip. In essence, she was a vain and proud person, but in front of Li Feng, she had truly lost face.


The other party stomped her dignity completely underfoot and trampled on it.


Lost in her thoughts thinking the other was no different from other men, who would likewise bow before her.


Li Feng looked up.


"I have no interest in someone touched by others, no matter how alluring or tempting you may be."


Zhao Xiaohui glared angrily at Li Feng, directly standing up: "Then we have nothing to talk about."


Zhao Xiaohui rose to leave.


"Sit down."


Li Feng looked upward.


Zhao Xiaohui met Li Feng’s gaze: "What now, stepping on me isn’t enough, you want me to kneel and lick your shoes?"


"Indeed, you’re rich, and I am vain, I prefer rich men, so what? I don’t think I am wrong."


"If you don’t want me, just say so, no need to degrade me like this, I also have dignity."


Zhao Xiaohui finished speaking, lifted her foot and walked out, reaching the entrance and opening the door, only to run into Zhao Xiaoliang.


"Miss Xiaohui."


"Get out of my way."


Zhao Xiaohui pushed Zhao Xiaoliang aside, exiting the room. Zhao Xiaoliang watched Zhao Xiaohui leave and did not follow but turned and walked into the living room.


"What did you do to her?"


Zhao Xiaoliang’s eyes pierced Li Feng like daggers.


"You don’t need to glare at me. I didn’t do anything. If I had, she wouldn’t have stormed out like that."


"You dare insult my goddess."


Zhao Xiaoliang glared at Li Feng.


Li Feng shrugged, squinting at Zhao Xiaoliang: "Zhongxin Group’s young master, Zhao Xiaoliang. If you had revealed your identity, she would already be yours."


Zhao Xiaoliang looked at Li Feng incredulously: "Don’t insult my goddess, also, how do you know about me?"


Zhao Xiaoliang was surprised, as he had been sent abroad at a young age and only returned after completing university overseas.


Due to spending many years abroad, few people in Yan Country knew him; news about him was exceedingly rare.


It could be said very few people knew him, apart from his father and a few family members.


"Sit, I think we could become friends."


Zhao Xiaoliang looked at Li Feng, laughing coldly: "I don’t think so. Since you know my identity, I warn you, stay away from my goddess."


"Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite."


Zhao Xiaoliang abruptly turned and walked away in a huff.


Another floor of the hotel.


"How could you treat me like this? What do you take me for, a tool to use?"


Zhao Xiaohui found the master, her face filled with anger as she questioned him.


The master looked at the furious Zhao Xiaohui.


"Please, how was I supposed to know you intended to sleep with that guy? You degraded yourself, then come question me."


The master slapped Zhao Xiaohui, knocking her onto the bed: "Get a grip."


"Master, I’ve found it."


"Let me see, I want to know what identity he holds."