CHAPTER 102: CHAPTER 102: UNBUTTON IT AND SEE IF THEY’RE THE SAME

This act of urging her to leave immediately drew the Shao Family’s displeasure.

Their daughter had just joined their company for a few days and was already being fired. Spread the word, it would be a joke, giving the Shao Family no face at all.

Unfortunately, Fu Yinli is far abroad, and even though the Shao Family harbors a heap of grievances, they have no one to vent to, let alone demand a reasonable explanation from him.

When Shao Ming arrived in England, he went directly to the manor villa to find Fu Yinli.

He was in the middle of discussing matters when he came, and unreservedly continued upon seeing him.

Speaking English with a distinctive accent, his voice was silky and deep, making it hard to believe that the person standing next to him was a top tier thug.

Coming here again inevitably stirred nostalgic feelings, his mind couldn’t help but replay scenes from five years ago when he was on a deserted island, living and dying with him.

If it hadn’t been for Fu Yinli, he might now be just a pile of unrecognizable bones gnawed by beasts.

After seeing off the guest, Fu Yinli turned his eyes to him, "Why are you in England?"

"Can’t I come?" Shao Ming handed him a cigarette, lazily lit one, and leaned back in a rattan chair, "The Shao Family’s reaction is quite strong, they feel like you don’t take them seriously."

The rising smoke accentuated that devilish face’s nonchalance, his words making it clear he didn’t consider himself a Shao Family member either.

Fu Yinli glanced at him lightly, cupped his hand around the cigarette, "The group doesn’t keep idle people."

Shao Ming chuckled slightly: "You really show no mercy at all."

Fu Yinli didn’t respond.

Shao Ming continued: "They’ve already taken it to your grandfather, hasn’t the old man talked to you about it?"

"He mentioned it."

"Just mentioned it?"

Fu Yinli’s voice turned cold, "She wanted the secretary position, the Fu family gave it to her, but she couldn’t hold that position herself."

Shao Ming looked at him in shock: "Is that what you told the old man?"

"Got a problem?"

Shao Ming instantly had nothing to say.

No wonder the Fu family kept giving the Shao Family the same explanation, seems like it’s already been approved by the old man.

Compared with emotional ties and commercial interests, what’s lighter and heavier, the Shao Family, being another aristocratic family, surely understands.

Shao Ming didn’t continue discussing this and instead asked him, "How are you dealing with your second uncle? As soon as you went abroad, he made a move. When will this cat-and-mouse game end? He trapped you in the beginning when acquiring the airport and stirred up so much public opinion turbulence, only falling short of holding a gun to your head."

"Soon." The two words were laden with a thick sense of danger.

Well, indeed, after biding his time for seven years, Fu Yinli was never easy to deal with.

Shao Ming asked, "Now that his financial chain has broken, you’ve driven him to a dead end, aren’t you afraid he’ll die fighting?"

"What did the old residence say?"

"The old man has already completely given up on him, unwilling to provide financial assistance. According to our people, he’s already found out that the fake business opportunity was fed to him."

"If he wants to die fighting, it might not be a bad thing."

Shao Ming laughed out loud: "You really are something. Heard you brought your little treasure over too, where is she now?"

Fu Yinli’s eyes deepened, "This is not your concern."

...

In the past few days, Su Lingzhi spent her time in the studio.

While immersed in painting, she didn’t even notice when Fu Yinli had stood behind her.

"Who are you painting?"

The deep voice sounded, Su Lingzhi’s hand trembled, instantly leaving a rigid line on the paper.

She hurriedly got up to block the painting and turned to look at him, "Why are you back so early today?"

"Why so nervous? Is there something I can’t see?"

Su Lingzhi stubbornly held onto the painting, asking him, "How long have you been standing behind me?"

"Saw it all."

Su Lingzhi’s cheeks were blazing hot, almost drowning in his scorching gaze.

The painting was of abdominal muscles, just abs, no figures. At a time like this, how could she dare reveal the painting again?

However, he said he saw it all just now...

No matter how she tried to cover it, it was no use.

Gathering her thoughts, Su Lingzhi boldly moved aside, saying to him: "This is my new design draft, how is it? This element is quite stylish, isn’t it?"

Fu Yinli was amused by her hurried explanation, "Who would wear abs on their body?"

"There are, this kind of design is quite common."

"Then who did you base it on?"

Suppressing her shyness, Su Lingzhi said, "Don’t overthink, I’m not that frivolous."

The more she explained, the more it seemed like she was trying to cover up embarrassingly, making her heart more flustered, unable to find a reliable support point.

Little did she know, the word ’frivolous’ resonated deeply with him.

Fu Yinli sat down on that chair with her, forcing her to straddle his legs, "Being frivolous is fine, I like it very much."

He guided her hand to his collar, whispering, "Undo it and see if it’s just like you drew."

With those words, Su Lingzhi’s mind buzzed explosively, her entire body flushed with the blood rushing upwards, turning her face bright red.

From the moment she met him till now, when it came to love matters, he was always so straightforward, every sentence seemed to corner her, pulling her into the river of desire, making it impossible for her to escape.

Yet, she had to admit, he clearly succeeded, or else she wouldn’t have drawn that painting.

Under his persuasion, Su Lingzhi indeed unbuttoned his shirt, pushing open the "forbidden" door.

The lines and muscles extended with explosive tightness, filled with robust beauty and impact, Su Lingzhi blushingly admired, ultimately moving her gaze away under the condemnation of her shame.

"Look back at your painting."

"Not looking." Su Lingzhi buried her face in his chest, refusing to let him see her expression.

Fu Yinli chuckled lowly, ask her softly in her ear, "You know which part of your body I like the most?"

"Don’t say anymore."

Su Lingzhi was almost drowning in his bewitching deep voice, the intimate scenes from the past few days flashing uncontrollably in her mind.

He indeed didn’t continue speaking.

But instead, through actions, he told her, it was her neck.

Fu Yinli brushed aside her hair, savoring the taste as he kissed the hollow of her neck.

The scent of the young girl enveloped him, his breath gradually becoming heavier, reaching under her clothes.

Su Lingzhi quickly pressed his hand, trembling as she spoke, "Don’t..."

In broad daylight, with the door and windows open, someone could walk in at any moment.

"We haven’t tried it here yet." Fu Yinli tempted her, "You want to as well, don’t you?"

Su Lingzhi reminded, "The door isn’t closed."

"Why didn’t you say so when unbuttoning my clothes."

"You were the one who had me unbutton them, anyway you don’t care."

Fu Yinli "hated" her sharp tongue, whatever romantic atmosphere could always be destroyed completely by her.

He kissed her lips, holding her while closing the door.