CHAPTER 178: CHAPTER 178: FENG LEI’S SHAMELESSNESS

It seems the person is indeed here.

Feng Lei let out a sigh of relief.

"President Sun, what do you mean by this? I just want to see Miss Ye. How could this be against the Sun Family?" Feng Lei’s attitude softened a bit as he confirmed that the person was indeed in Sun Liguo’s hands, and he smiled again.

Sun Liguo wasn’t easy to fool, narrowing his eyes without diminishing the sharpness in them, "Young Master Feng, Ye Tong is already resting. You can’t see her today."

"From what President Sun says, I can see her tomorrow?" Feng Lei’s gaze was fixed on his eyes, maintaining a strong presence.

Sun Liguo was somewhat irritable; this Feng Lei was really troublesome.

Could it be that the power behind Ye Tong is the Feng Family?

Sun Liguo couldn’t figure out the real relationship between Ye Tong and Feng Lei or what the Feng Family was up to, so after pondering for a long time, he said, "Naturally."

Feng Lei, receiving an affirmative answer, stood up and politely said to Sun Liguo, "Sorry to disturb your rest, President Sun. My room is in 2341; if Miss Ye wishes to see me, I’m available anytime."

After Feng Lei left, Sun Liguo snapped the cigar in his hand.

His confidant naturally knew Sun Liguo was furious and whispered, "Boss, should we..." while making a slicing motion at his neck.

Sun Liguo pressed his lips together in silence, thought for a moment, and asked, "Is she still breathing?"

The confidant immediately looked at the bodyguard, who opened a door, checked inside, and nodded upon returning.

"Get a doctor to treat her injuries and send her back to her room."

The confidant immediately went to arrange it and upon returning informed Sun Liguo, "Boss, I just saw strangers at several stairways and elevator entrances, they should be Feng Family people."

Sun Liguo’s expression worsened.

He sure is a romantic!

On the other side, Feng Lei quickly returned to the newly opened suite, opened his phone screen, navigated to the recent calls in his contact list, where the top entry had no saved name, just a string of unfamiliar numbers.

Call duration 3 minutes and 17 seconds, the call was 2 hours ago.

"This is Ji Ning. Are you in Sea City?"

"Help me confirm Ye Tong’s safety at this location."

"I’ll help your Feng Family enter the inner city."

...

Ji Ning’s voice was as cool as ever, but this time there was a hint of liveliness in her tone.

Feng Lei texted Ji Ning back: [The person is in Sun Liguo’s hands, currently not in life-threatening danger.]

He glanced at the time; it had been over 2 hours since he received the call. Ji Ning should be in Sea City by now.

"Young Master, by doing this today, you might offend the Sun Family. This isn’t in the Feng Family’s best interest." Feng Shisan helped Feng Lei take off his suit jacket, seeing the shirt inside soaked with sweat, looking utterly puzzled.

Their trip to Sea City was not announced, so how did anyone know the young master came to Sea City?

And that young woman Ye Tong, when did the young master become so close with her, even risking offending the Sun Family for her?

Feng Shisan couldn’t help but speculate conspiratorially.

Feng Lei loosened his tie around his neck, sat on the sofa, and told Feng Shisan, "Now have someone keep an eye on Sun Liguo’s room. If you see more than two people come out at the same time, notify me immediately."

"Young Master..."

"Go quickly!"

Feng Lei thought of Ye Tong’s pretty face and inexplicably felt a bit irritable, muttering softly, "I told you to sign with Xing Yu, but you insisted on signing with Jia Ying. Now you’re in trouble..."

He didn’t know why Sun Liguo took Ye Tong away, but in the entertainment circle...

Bosses fancying company artists aren’t uncommon; it’s all about mutual consent, though there are forced scenarios as well...

With this thought, Feng Lei stood up from the sofa again, picked up the jacket on the sofa, and was about to head out.

"Hey, Young Master, where are you going?" Feng Shisan, who had just finished a call, turned around to see the young master stepping out, quickly stopping him.

"Shisan, I remember Jia Ying contacted you before, wanting to be involved in the production of ’The Legend of Songs,’ right?"

Feng Shisan was momentarily stunned and nodded.

"Alright, you’re coming with me to find Sun Liguo now."

Ah???

Feng Shisan was dumbfounded, being pulled along by the young master.

When Sun Liguo heard of Feng Lei’s return, he angrily smashed the wine glass in his hand.

"What does he really want? Does he really think as the young master of the Feng Family, I won’t dare do anything to him?"

Listening to his boss’s angry voice, the confidant smiled wryly, "Boss, Ethan is about to arrive."

Ethan is Sun Liguo’s private doctor, who has handled many emergency medical tasks for him and is his confidant. But Ethan doesn’t live in the suite; he has his own room, not far but still needing a few minutes by elevator.

He might bump into Feng Lei.

In fact, they did bump into each other.

Ethan wasn’t a Huazhou person, with blond hair, blue eyes, tall stature, wearing a gray suit, and carrying a silver briefcase, standing out conspicuously.

Feng Lei spotted him at once, especially noticing the briefcase and the scent of medical disinfectant about him.

Ethan looked at him curiously and said to the guards at the door, "I’m here at the gentleman’s behest."

The guards recognized him and let him in, but Feng Lei also wanted to enter, yet was stopped by the guards.

However, Feng Lei was thick-skinned, forcefully squeezing in when Ethan entered, loudly shouting, "President Sun, I have matters to discuss with you."

Standing by the window, Sun Liguo was smoking a cigar when his confidant came up to confront him, a hint of anger on his face.

"Young Master Feng, barging into someone’s room is very impolite. Doesn’t the Feng Family Master know you behave so unruly outside?"

Feng Lei, with a smile and unabashed, said, "Apologies, President Sun. I heard from Shisan that Jia Ying is interested in getting involved in the production of ’The Legend of Songs,’ and our Xing Yu is also willing to collaborate with other companies. I was wondering if President Sun could spare some time to discuss this with us?"

Feng Lei kept his eyes on Sun Liguo, as if he hadn’t noticed Ethan entering another room or the faint scent of blood coming from it.

Sun Liguo looked out the window, a gleam of intent in his eyes, "Is that so? Then we might as well have a chat."

"Shisan, come in and discuss the project plans for ’The Legend of Songs’ with President Sun."

Feng Shisan was practically scared to death by the young master’s behavior at this point.

He had sensed Sun Liguo’s anger, but his young master, seemingly oblivious, was happily dragging him along to "face danger."

Did the young master take the wrong medicine today?

Feng Shisan, with a stiff face, entered the room, hearing the door close behind him, his heart skipped a beat.

He was genuinely afraid the two of them might get trapped inside.

Phooey, phooey, phooey...

They weren’t dogs.

"President Sun..."

Sun Liguo didn’t turn around, still looking out the window.

His confidant looked at him coldly, replacing Sun Liguo in inviting them to sit, and said, "Then you two should thoroughly discuss this project."