Chapter 25: I Won't Call for a Stop
Li Jiuwei’s heart skipped a beat—how did she find out? Feng Huang, Vice President of Feng Group, the second young lady of the Feng family, and Feng Su’s elder sister by a different mother! No matter which identity, she shouldn’t know about her, and it was even less likely she’d learn of her from Feng Su. As far as she knew, Feng Su and Feng Huang’s sibling relationship was not good.
In the lounge.
Feng Huang sat elegantly before her, one leg crossed over the other, exuding both grace and nobility. She stirred her coffee cup and smiled lightly. “Miss Li, no need to be nervous. I hear you have some history with my brother.”
“Just acquaintances.”
“Is that so? Then I must have been mistaken.” Li Jiuwei couldn’t discern her intentions, but she quickly explained her purpose for coming.
Feng Huang opened the file, examining the newly designed patterns within. She raised her brows. “Miss Li, you are very talented. I do not wish for a repeat of last time. Otherwise, Feng Group will seek someone else. We chose Jiang Group because of your talent.”
Li Jiuwei was a little surprised and immediately promised, “It will not happen again. Please rest assured, Vice President Feng.”
“Very good. However, regarding the jewelry exhibition, the authority is not mine—it lies with my brother, Feng Su. If you want the rights to host the exhibition, you should approach him.”
She lowered her head and tasted her coffee.
Li Jiuwei clenched her palm tightly. In the end, she couldn’t avoid Feng Su after all.
“Thank you for the reminder, Vice President Feng. I’ll take my leave.”
“Mm.”
Just as she opened the door, Feng Huang’s voice sounded from behind. “Miss Li, should you ever wish to change jobs, my doors are always open to you.”
“Thank you for your kindness, Vice President Feng.”
Li Jiuwei left.
Feng Huang’s female assistant remarked, “Vice President, there’s no need for you to meet with an ordinary employee.”
“I wanted to see what kind of woman has captured my brother’s heart. Now that I’ve seen her, she’s nothing special.”
The assistant frowned. “The young master is always so stubborn.”
Feng Huang set down her coffee cup, her red lips curling into a faint smile. “She’ll never get through the doors of the Feng family.”
…
After a moment’s hesitation, Li Jiuwei sent a message to Feng Su, only to see a red exclamation mark—a message sent, but refused by the recipient.
Feng Su had actually blocked her. Li Jiuwei had reason to suspect it was intentional.
She tried to call him—
Blocked as well.
Li Jiuwei laughed in exasperation. He must have foreseen this day.
She dialed Fang Tiantian’s number.
“Jiuwei, is something wrong?”
It was noisy on the other end.
“Where’s Feng Su?”
“Su… Brother Su…” She faltered, obviously knowing.
“Tell Feng Su I want to see him.”
Fang Tiantian replied, “Jiuwei, we’re at the school basketball court. There’s a game today.”
Li Jiuwei acknowledged.
It was her first time at Feng Su’s school. On the way, she stopped a student to ask for directions. The boy blushed and pointed east. “It’s over there.”
“Thank you.”
“Y-You’re welcome.”
…Was it necessary to be so flustered?
Li Jiuwei had barely taken a few steps when a voice called out, “Jiuwei always draws attention wherever she goes.”
She turned to see a man in a tailored suit behind her—Shen Moxu.
“Second Young Master Shen, you’re being modest. You attract just as much attention.” She glanced around; not a few girls were sneaking glances at Shen Moxu.
He smiled warmly. “Then I’ll take it as a compliment from you, Jiuwei.”
“Suit yourself.”
She had no desire for small talk and hurried to the basketball court, exchanging a glance with Fang Tiantian.
“Jiuwei, here…”
“Where’s Feng Su?”
“He’s on the court.”
Others had noticed Li Jiuwei as well. One of them grinned as he sized her up.
“So this is the treasure Brother Su’s been hiding. Miss Li, we met last night.”
She looked him over—no impression.
“Last night, Miss Li… No matter, we know each other now. I’m Zhou Hui, Su’s childhood friend. We grew up together—very close.”
Zhou Hui was quite familiar, his fox-like eyes sharp and bright. To be childhood friends with Feng Su, he couldn’t be from a simple background.
But it had nothing to do with her.
She smiled politely. “Hello.”
Her attention shifted to Feng Su on the court. Tall and handsome, he moved with spirit and confidence. No wonder so many came to watch him play!
He was dazzling, radiant.
Cheers from the girls filled her ears, all calling for Feng Su.
With the final shot, Feng Su won.
The crowd erupted.
Fang Tiantian immediately shoved a bottle of water into Li Jiuwei’s hands. “Jiuwei, go give him some water.”
…If she went now, the crowd would tear her apart. For the first time, Li Jiuwei hesitated.
Suddenly, a pale, slender hand appeared before her. She looked up at the sweaty Feng Su.
“Give it to me!”
His gaze was proud.
Li Jiuwei smiled as she handed him the water. “Good job.”
Feng Su snorted coldly, but his eyes held a smile.
The commotion attracted the attention of many girls, who began speculating about Li Jiuwei’s identity.
Feng Su, the campus heartthrob of Huaqing!
The dream man, the moonlight in countless girls’ hearts.
After winning, Feng Su was in a good mood—not just for the game, but because Li Jiuwei had come.
After they left together, Fang Tiantian scratched her head. “Jiuwei’s here, but Brother Su is still so cold. What if he scares her off?”
Zhou Hui slapped her on the back. “That’s Su’s style, don’t you get it?”
…
The two walked along the campus path in silence. Feng Su finally couldn’t hold back. “You came to see me, but you’re not saying anything. Li Jiuwei, are you messing with me?”
She stopped, leaning in. “Will you let me mess with you?”
Feng Su stared at her smiling eyes, gritting his teeth. “You’re playing the seduction game for the jewelry exhibition, aren’t you?” His tone held a hint of mockery.
It seemed he’d misunderstood.
Li Jiuwei stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his waist, fingers pressing against his firm sides, speaking intimately, “Business is business. But I missed you a little.”
His eyes burned, and he growled, “Since you’re offering yourself, if I don’t stop, you won’t wake up.”
This feisty, angry look of his was truly captivating.
“Jiuwei—”
A voice interrupted, out of place.
It was Shen Moxu again.
Feng Su pulled Li Jiuwei closer, his gaze sharp as he glared at Shen Moxu.
Li Jiuwei frowned.
Being seen by Shen Moxu was not a good thing.
“Second Young Master Shen, is something the matter?”
Her tone was cold, nothing like the warmth she showed Feng Su.
Shen Moxu looked at them, lips pressed tight. “Jiuwei, you are a woman with a fiancé.”
Then, he turned to Feng Su.
“Your Highness, are you really trying to seduce a married woman?”