But no results were found about him!
For a moment, Lin Xiaomi had this doubt: did he use a fake name?
But soon enough that thought was denied.
She saw that he signed those papers with it.
But, wasn’t he a big shot? Why was there nothing about him online?
Lin Xiaomi scrolled down aimlessly and suddenly an idea sprung to her mind.
Wasn’t “Leng” the national surname of S country?
Gosh!
If that were the case… Lin Xiaomi gasped.
Then he was a royal?
It was true that she needed someone of importance to help with her revenge plan, but if that person were a member of a royal family, instead of feeling happy, she should be scared.
Because she thought of what Cheng Min had said to her. If he were a royal member, why would he marry her, an ordinary woman who had no power or wealth? He married her and would even help her avenge. Why did he bother with it?
In the past, Lin Xiaomi would have been more than willing to just accept whatever had been given to her. It would have been good enough to have someone take care of everything in her life. She wouldn’t have dug so deep into it.
But now, she wasn’t what she had been.
After thinking it over, she decided to call Tang Fengmo.
Tang Fengmo picked up the phone the moment it started to ring, “To what do I owe this pleasure? Whatever it is, I’ll go all out and see it done.”
Lin Xiaomi didn’t respond.
“Hey, hey, hey, speak! Does she call a wrong number?” Hearing Tang Fengmo talking to himself on the other end of the phone, Lin Xiaomi was speechless. “Do you know who exactly is living in this villa?”
Tang Fengmo raised his eyebrows and his brain started to operate fast, “You don’t know?”
“Of course not! If I knew, would I be asking you?”
Tang Fengmo touched his chin, “Then I also don’t know.”
Just hearing the tone he used, Lin Xiaomi knew that he was lying. Now she had the impulse to slap him with her shoes.
He didn’t know who lived here and he took her here?
“Right, how is your life there? Did you two get along?” Tang Fengmo started being nosy.
Lin Xiaomi sighed, holding her knees with her arms, “We’re married.”
“What? Really? Young Master Leng is quite an efficient man, huh? You’re married? You’re really married?”
“Yeah,” Lin Xiaomi asked creepily, “Didn’t you say you didn’t know him? Then who is this Young Master Leng you just talked about?”
Tang Fengmo suddenly shut his mouth: Crap, I got too carried away and it just slipped out.
He chuckled, “Mrs. Leng, as for Young Master Leng’s identity, it is best that he tells you himself. I’m an outsider. I’m in no position to do that.”
“Aren’t you worried that he’ll harm me? He’s a Leng. Is he related to Mr. President? Why would such a powerful man marry me?” Lin Xiaomi asked apprehensively.
Tang Fengmo hesitated to answer her, “Because you’re pretty? You have large boobs? Haha, Young Master Leng loves big boobs, hahaha.”
Words failed Lin Xiaomi and she had this strange feeling.
Why did it feel like that they all knew it and she was the only one kept in the dark?
It felt like the truth was like an illusory, colorful bubble, waiting for her to puncture with a needle.
She knew that she couldn’t get her answer from Tang Fengmo. She needed to find it herself.
It was making her uneasy. She felt that just like what Cheng Min said, she was a monkey that everyone made fun of.
She said threateningly, “Fine, don’t tell me. I’ll find it out myself. But Master Tang, let me remind you, there’s something called Pillow Talk in this world. Wait and see!”
After she was done, Lin Xiaomi hung up angrily.
Actually she was just kidding. Even if there were pillow talk, she doubted that it would work on Leng Yihuang.
But on the other end of the phone, Tang Fengmo was scared out of his wits.
He called back immediately, but all he got was a hang-up. Tang Fengmo called again with a thick skin. This time he was put through, but no one answered until it hang up automatically. So he called once again.
And it was finally answered. The moment he got through, he blurted out loudly, “My goddess, your beauty is unrivaled. Helen of Troy wouldn’t dare to compete with you. Queen Cleopatra of Egypt was definitely no match against you. You’re also kind and gentle. Your skin is fair and smooth just like a lotus. Please spare me this time!”
On the other end of the phone, there was a short silence, and suddenly a cheerless male voice came through and repeated what he said creepily, “Fair and smooth? Just like a lotus? Second Master Tang, can you explain it? What have you done to my wife?”
It was Young Master Leng!
Tang Fengmo was so scared that his teeth bit his tongue uncontrollably. And it hurt so much that he shivered forcibly. He explained inarticulately with a numb tongue, “Young Mathter Leng, it was a mistake. I did nothing to her. I swear it upon my life.”
Standing at the center of the bedroom with his hand holding the phone, Leng Yihuang turned around and saw Lin Xiaomi walking out of the bathroom.
He sat on the sofa leisurely, let his gaze fall upon Lin Xiaomi and asked in a flat tone, “Why are you calling?”
Tang Fengmo felt that luck didn’t favor him today. He gave himself a silent slap: See what you got yourself into when you had a loose tongue.
“Uh, Young Mathter Leng, your wife is curious about your identity. I swear I didn’t say anything. I’m on your side. Your wife threatened to have pillow talk with you. I was so scared that I started to talk nonsense. Hahaha…”
Hearing that, Leng Yihuang raised his eyebrows and his eyes shimmered like ripples in a lake.
Lin Xiaomi didn’t know when he came to the bedroom. She had gone to the bathroom and she didn’t expect to come out and see him answering her phone.
Who was that?
Was it Tang Fengmo?
Why was he looking at her like that?
Not knowing what to do, Lin Xiaomi just stood there and she had this urge to run away from this room.
On this end of the phone, Leng Yihuang remained silent. On the other end of the phone, Tang Fengmo was frightened. He swallowed the blood in his mouth and started to show his allegiance, “Young Master Leng, there’s something I need to tell you. Today Xue Haolin called and we met. He asked me if I knew where Mrs. Leng was. And he seemed quite concerned. I mocked him and made him furious. Young Master Leng, do you need me to go and drive his better half mad too?”
When Leng Yihuang heard that name, his eyes turned gloomy. He looked at Lin Xiaomi and emphasized each word, “Oh, Xue Haolin?”
Hearing those three characters, Lin Xiaomi’s body froze at once. She watched Leng Yihuang as he slowly hung up, casually threw the phone on the bed and waved his hand at her.
Looking at him and then at the door, Lin Xiaomi hesitated for a second but she still plucked up the courage and walked towards him. While she did that, she kept calling Tang Fengmo names.
When she was close enough, Leng Yihuang pulled her over and pressed her against the bed.
“Xue Haolin.”
But no results were found about him!
For a moment, Lin Xiaomi had this doubt: did he use a fake name?
But soon enough that thought was denied.
She saw that he signed those papers with it.
But, wasn’t he a big shot? Why was there nothing about him online?
Lin Xiaomi scrolled down aimlessly and suddenly an idea sprung to her mind.
Wasn’t “Leng” the national surname of S country?
Gosh!
If that were the case… Lin Xiaomi gasped.
Then he was a royal?
It was true that she needed someone of importance to help with her revenge plan, but if that person were a member of a royal family, instead of feeling happy, she should be scared.
Because she thought of what Cheng Min had said to her. If he were a royal member, why would he marry her, an ordinary woman who had no power or wealth? He married her and would even help her avenge. Why did he bother with it?
In the past, Lin Xiaomi would have been more than willing to just accept whatever had been given to her. It would have been good enough to have someone take care of everything in her life. She wouldn’t have dug so deep into it.
But now, she wasn’t what she had been.
After thinking it over, she decided to call Tang Fengmo.
Tang Fengmo picked up the phone the moment it started to ring, “To what do I owe this pleasure? Whatever it is, I’ll go all out and see it done.”
Lin Xiaomi didn’t respond.
“Hey, hey, hey, speak! Does she call a wrong number?” Hearing Tang Fengmo talking to himself on the other end of the phone, Lin Xiaomi was speechless. “Do you know who exactly is living in this villa?”
Tang Fengmo raised his eyebrows and his brain started to operate fast, “You don’t know?”
“Of course not! If I knew, would I be asking you?”
Tang Fengmo touched his chin, “Then I also don’t know.”
Just hearing the tone he used, Lin Xiaomi knew that he was lying. Now she had the impulse to slap him with her shoes.
He didn’t know who lived here and he took her here?
“Right, how is your life there? Did you two get along?” Tang Fengmo started being nosy.
Lin Xiaomi sighed, holding her knees with her arms, “We’re married.”
“What? Really? Young Master Leng is quite an efficient man, huh? You’re married? You’re really married?”
“Yeah,” Lin Xiaomi asked creepily, “Didn’t you say you didn’t know him? Then who is this Young Master Leng you just talked about?”
Tang Fengmo suddenly shut his mouth: Crap, I got too carried away and it just slipped out.
He chuckled, “Mrs. Leng, as for Young Master Leng’s identity, it is best that he tells you himself. I’m an outsider. I’m in no position to do that.”
“Aren’t you worried that he’ll harm me? He’s a Leng. Is he related to Mr. President? Why would such a powerful man marry me?” Lin Xiaomi asked apprehensively.
Tang Fengmo hesitated to answer her, “Because you’re pretty? You have large boobs? Haha, Young Master Leng loves big boobs, hahaha.”
Words failed Lin Xiaomi and she had this strange feeling.
Why did it feel like that they all knew it and she was the only one kept in the dark?
It felt like the truth was like an illusory, colorful bubble, waiting for her to puncture with a needle.
She knew that she couldn’t get her answer from Tang Fengmo. She needed to find it herself.
It was making her uneasy. She felt that just like what Cheng Min said, she was a monkey that everyone made fun of.
She said threateningly, “Fine, don’t tell me. I’ll find it out myself. But Master Tang, let me remind you, there’s something called Pillow Talk in this world. Wait and see!”
After she was done, Lin Xiaomi hung up angrily.
Actually she was just kidding. Even if there were pillow talk, she doubted that it would work on Leng Yihuang.
But on the other end of the phone, Tang Fengmo was scared out of his wits.
He called back immediately, but all he got was a hang-up. Tang Fengmo called again with a thick skin. This time he was put through, but no one answered until it hang up automatically. So he called once again.
And it was finally answered. The moment he got through, he blurted out loudly, “My goddess, your beauty is unrivaled. Helen of Troy wouldn’t dare to compete with you. Queen Cleopatra of Egypt was definitely no match against you. You’re also kind and gentle. Your skin is fair and smooth just like a lotus. Please spare me this time!”
On the other end of the phone, there was a short silence, and suddenly a cheerless male voice came through and repeated what he said creepily, “Fair and smooth? Just like a lotus? Second Master Tang, can you explain it? What have you done to my wife?”
It was Young Master Leng!
Tang Fengmo was so scared that his teeth bit his tongue uncontrollably. And it hurt so much that he shivered forcibly. He explained inarticulately with a numb tongue, “Young Mathter Leng, it was a mistake. I did nothing to her. I swear it upon my life.”
Standing at the center of the bedroom with his hand holding the phone, Leng Yihuang turned around and saw Lin Xiaomi walking out of the bathroom.
He sat on the sofa leisurely, let his gaze fall upon Lin Xiaomi and asked in a flat tone, “Why are you calling?”
Tang Fengmo felt that luck didn’t favor him today. He gave himself a silent slap: See what you got yourself into when you had a loose tongue.
“Uh, Young Mathter Leng, your wife is curious about your identity. I swear I didn’t say anything. I’m on your side. Your wife threatened to have pillow talk with you. I was so scared that I started to talk nonsense. Hahaha…”
Hearing that, Leng Yihuang raised his eyebrows and his eyes shimmered like ripples in a lake.
Lin Xiaomi didn’t know when he came to the bedroom. She had gone to the bathroom and she didn’t expect to come out and see him answering her phone.
Who was that?
Was it Tang Fengmo?
Why was he looking at her like that?
Not knowing what to do, Lin Xiaomi just stood there and she had this urge to run away from this room.
On this end of the phone, Leng Yihuang remained silent. On the other end of the phone, Tang Fengmo was frightened. He swallowed the blood in his mouth and started to show his allegiance, “Young Master Leng, there’s something I need to tell you. Today Xue Haolin called and we met. He asked me if I knew where Mrs. Leng was. And he seemed quite concerned. I mocked him and made him furious. Young Master Leng, do you need me to go and drive his better half mad too?”
When Leng Yihuang heard that name, his eyes turned gloomy. He looked at Lin Xiaomi and emphasized each word, “Oh, Xue Haolin?”
Hearing those three characters, Lin Xiaomi’s body froze at once. She watched Leng Yihuang as he slowly hung up, casually threw the phone on the bed and waved his hand at her.
Looking at him and then at the door, Lin Xiaomi hesitated for a second but she still plucked up the courage and walked towards him. While she did that, she kept calling Tang Fengmo names.
When she was close enough, Leng Yihuang pulled her over and pressed her against the bed.
“Xue Haolin.”
