CHAPTER 1561: CHAPTER 1613: KISSING THE WINNER

In the room, Wu Shuwei washed her face with cold water. Li Yifei’s indifference made her even more upset, so she returned to the room and couldn’t help but shed a few tears. These tears were not shed for others, but for herself.

Actually, having a third-party shareholder isn’t a big deal, since they are Huaxia People too. But Wu Shuwei couldn’t get over it, convinced that Li Yifei approached her with this motive, which gave her a deep sense of deception. Whenever she thought about it, her heart ached.

After pulling herself together, Wu Shuwei came out again, glanced at Angelina, and knew that Li Yifei had already left.

Angelina said to Wu Shuwei, "Wu, come and have some food. It just arrived. I’m not quite sure what you like to eat, so I ordered a few dishes. One is called Chicken Baby, a strange name, but I just looked at it, and it seems to be made of chicken."

Wu Shuwei responded with a hum, walked over, and said, "Thank you, Angelina."

Angelina pulled out a chair for her and said, "Don’t be polite with me. I am a warm-hearted person, and your current mood is indeed unstable and needs adjustment. Before eating, I’ll say one last thing: I think there is still a misunderstanding between you two. Li probably didn’t approach you just for a purpose. Although I don’t know the specifics between you two, but... okay, okay, I won’t say anymore, let’s eat!"

Angelina stopped talking, and it was Wu Shuwei’s turn to want to say something. She moved her mouth, clenched her teeth, and hesitated several times, but thought better of it. First, Angelina didn’t know that when Li Yifei rescued them both, she was also present, although they didn’t meet. Second, she really didn’t know how to describe this feeling, afraid that Angelina would overthink it.

This overthinking was really worth considering, and while Wu Shuwei was washing her face with cold water, she thought of an unthinkable possibility: could it be because she had a crush on Li Yifei that she couldn’t accept such a thing suddenly happening?

Wu Shuwei dismissed this thought. She did have some affection; otherwise, she wouldn’t have agreed to live with him. But to say that she liked Li Yifei because of this, Wu Shuwei thought she didn’t.

As an unbeliever in marriage, how could I possibly fall for a man? Wu Shuwei said to herself in her heart.

Angelina and Wu Shuwei ate silently, during which Angelina did most of the talking, while Wu Shuwei kept her head down and ate absentmindedly.

After the meal, Wu Shuwei thanked her and rushed to the computer to check some information.

Angelina watched her back and sighed.

On the other side, Li Yifei was driven home by Sarama, holding a computer and working. Sarama was beside him, offering him a piece of fruit one moment and a glass of wine the next, so Li Yifei didn’t need to lift a finger—she could take care of everything.

All Li Yifei needed to do was open his mouth, and even wiping his mouth was done by Sarama.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Li Yifei declined, and Sarama pouted, expressing her displeasure, then said something about how he had saved her life, so doing these things didn’t matter.

"Let her be," thought Li Yifei. After all, once this matter was settled, he could probably return to Huaxia. There weren’t many days left of this kind of life, so he decided to enjoy it.

But the servants at the Salama House had their eyes wide open. Sarama had served Li Yifei before and then drove him out. The servants gathered, discussing what kind of person this Eastern man was, appearing in the house was one thing, but how could he be treated so well by Sarama?

She was a noble princess, serving an Eastern man like this. If the Chief knew, who knew what he would do?

The information at the house had already been compiled, and the contract had been slightly modified. The changes were minor and mostly acceptable. As soon as Li Yifei reached out, making the first move, the nearby Sarama, who was massaging his leg, immediately stood up, intuitively fetching his phone and respectfully handing it to Li Yifei. Li Yifei nodded in satisfaction and called Parsons. Once the call connected, Li Yifei said, "The contract has been modified and just sent over. Please forward it to the business department."

Parsons replied, "Okay, if there are no major issues, the signing ceremony will be around ten o’clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay, that’s it, bye." Li Yifei said indifferently, then hung up.

Li Yifei didn’t need to ask why Parsons went all out to serve him; he already knew. He had given Parsons a lot of sweet treats; that 1 billion US Dollars was directly halved, and the remaining half wasn’t pressed for immediate repayment. Instead, it was extended for a long time, even allowing Parsons to repay it with other things.

As a prince with ’integrity,’ Parsons had stated on the spot that he wouldn’t commit treason, and Li Yifei had glanced at him with disdainful and mocking eyes, telling him that there wouldn’t be any treason, just help with such projects. Parsons clutched his heart and agreed ’resolutely and with relief.’

Without much effort, Li Yifei made a good connection, obtained his promise, and was exempted from 5 billion US Dollars. Why wouldn’t Parsons do it, and he was quite dedicated too.

Hanging up the phone, Sarama took the phone and put it aside, turned back, and continued massaging Li Yifei’s legs. When she raised her face, there were even little stars in her eyes.

Seeing Li Yifei looking at her, Sarama said, "Golden Eagle, is there any collaboration you want? I can also help you. In front of the Chief, I’m even more effective than Uncle Parsons."

Li Yifei raised an eyebrow and said, "Silly girl, how many tough problems do you think Golden Eagle can’t solve?"

"Ah... I’m sorry, I misspoke. In my heart, Golden Eagle is, of course, invincible and unbeatable. Okay, I won’t bring these things up anymore!" Sarama covered her small mouth and explained anxiously, "I just thought that you went to Uncle Parsons for help instead of coming to me, so it made me a bit uncomfortable."

"By the way, how’s your shooting skill?" Li Yifei noticed the girl was starting to get emotional, so he quickly changed the subject.

Mentioning shooting indeed caught Sarama’s attention. She patted her knee, stood up, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Li Yifei and said, "Of course, my shooting skills are top-notch; it’s my best event!"

She spoke with a touch of pride and then asked, "Golden Eagle, do you want to see?"

"Of course, do you have a shooting range at your house?" Li Yifei asked.

Sarama raised her two straight black eyebrows, somewhat smugly and said, "Of course, let’s go shooting!"

Li Yifei followed behind her, arriving at the underground shooting range. The space here was enormous, even larger than the area above ground. The armory was even twice the size of Sashar’s family arsenal, with a greater variety of weapons. Compared to Sashar’s weapons, Sarama’s collection leaned more towards practicality, featuring all sorts of top-tier weapons.

Sarama didn’t introduce them to Li Yifei, and Li Yifei didn’t ask. In the eyes of two experts, just one look at a gun could bring to mind its various attributes and practical applications, all memorized by heart, even though Li Yifei had left the battlefield for several years.

They each picked a handgun, loaded the magazines, and took positions at separate shooting lanes. Putting on headphones, they exchanged a glance. Li Yifei said, "Let’s wager on something!"

"Sure, what do you want to bet on?" Sarama agreed readily.

What to wager? Li Yifei thought for a moment and said, "Let’s bet a hundred US dollars!"

"That’s no good, too boring!" Sarama shook her head.

Li Yifei frowned slightly, then heard Sarama shout, "Let’s bet on a kiss. If you lose, you’ll kiss me."

If I lose, kiss you? Is this a wager or a perk? Li Yifei couldn’t help but grin, looking at Sarama’s serious and confident expression. Li Yifei didn’t believe he would lose. Since it was a shooting competition, Li Yifei wouldn’t hold back, as it was a show of respect.

Sarama saw Li Yifei pondering over it, raised her chin, and asked, "How about it?"

"Alright! It’s a deal!" Li Yifei laughed in agreement.

Sarama seemed even happier than Li Yifei, gave him a smug look, and said, "It’s a deal, don’t you dare hold back."

"I won’t. Let’s go, ten shots, see the scores!" Having said that, Li Yifei lifted his hand, gripping the gun with one hand and supporting it with the other.

Sarama adopted a similar posture. Both remained still without firing immediately. After about thirty seconds, Li Yifei pulled the trigger, and at the same time, Sarama fired a shot.

The two had a characteristic in their shooting: speed. Once the first shot was fired, the remaining nine bullets poured out like a machine gun.

Li Yifei, amid shooting, heard the sound next to him, raised an eyebrow, and thought, this girl is something; she deserves praise for such shooting speed.

In just a few seconds, ten bullets were fired, the gun barrel heated, and ten more shell casings lay on the ground. After firing all ten shots, Li Yifei stopped, and Sarama also stopped, tilting her head to wink at Li Yifei.

Li Yifei returned her smile, then saw Sarama press a switch, and the targets they had been shooting at slowly began to move towards them.

It was a fifty-meter target, full of new holes in the rings. Once the target reached them, Sarama immediately began helping Li Yifei tally the scores.

In such rapid-fire shooting, Li Yifei’s accuracy was surprisingly high, hitting the bullseye six times. In contrast, Sarama only hit the bullseye twice. Based on this, Sarama lost, but she wasn’t upset. Instead, she lifted her small face and said to Li Yifei, "I lost, so, fulfill the wager!"