CHAPTER 86: CHAPTER 86: SO IT’S NINTH MASTER AH

Lin Ling replied instantly upon receiving the message:

[Yes.]

Having deleted that message, Li Tianyao sent another one to Lu Feng:

[Let the Lei Family go bankrupt!]

He hadn’t wanted to bother, but the little girl was right. What did that woman mean by kneeling at the door dressed so revealingly? Was he, Li Tianyao, someone just anyone could covet? Disgusting!

The message sent from Lu Feng’s phone quickly reached the Li Consortium, and soon, a corporate battle against the Lei Family was underway.

But An Yan knew nothing of this.

In the village, free from disruptive noises, she fell asleep shortly after lying down. She slept soundly until her two o’clock alarm woke her.

She got up and went to Li Tianyao’s room; as expected, he was having a nightmare once again.

An Yan quickly grabbed his hand. "Li Tianyao! Li Tianyao, wake up."

After a full minute, he finally broke free from the nightmare and opened his eyes, touching her face with the back of his hand.

"I thought you weren’t going to come!"

"Am I the kind of person who doesn’t keep their word?"

The man smiled faintly, his long fingers gently caressing her face several times before he reached out and pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly.

Today, this little girl had also shown him her lively side! Quite nice.

He watched her meekly snuggle against his chest, her long hair draped over her slender back. The neckline of her bear pajamas was slightly open, revealing a patch of snowy-white skin.

The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he averted his gaze.

An Yan felt his long fingers tenderly combing through her hair. She squinted slightly, feeling a pleasant drowsiness wash over her, so comfortable that she wanted to close her eyes and drift off to sleep.

Seeing her eyelids droop, the man slowly stopped his ministrations...

Lei Na believed that as the esteemed princess of the Lei Family, arriving with such sincerity to beg for forgiveness—and dressed so revealingly to accentuate her figure—any man would find her irresistible.

Even while kneeling at the door, I need to strategize. When I see Lord Nine, should I pounce on him directly? Or should I play coy and let him make the first move?

As she schemed, a shiver ran down her spine. It’s freezing!

Especially in the mountains, the cold wind whistled through the crevices, carrying an icy dampness.

"Get me a coat! No, I want a down jacket," Lei Na demanded.

Wang Fang didn’t move. "Miss, do you think Lord Nine might be deliberately testing you? If he’s watching from inside and sees you’ve put on clothes, might he doubt your sincerity?"

"Then what am I supposed to do? I’m about to freeze to death!"

"Miss, please, just hold on a little longer!"

Contempt flickered in Wang Fang’s eyes. Mister Lei is nearly frantic with worry, and here she is, complaining and making excuses after kneeling for just a short while. From what Mister Lei implied, even if she knelt to death, it would be worth it if it earned Lord Nine’s forgiveness.

Time crawled by at a snail’s pace.

Every time Lei Na wanted to slack off, Wang Fang would urge her to hold on a little longer, implying, What if Lord Nine forgives her in the very next second?

And so, Lei Na persisted until just past two in the morning, when she finally couldn’t take it anymore, collapsed, and fainted on the ground.

Wang Fang hurriedly knocked on the door of the house, seeking help from the homeowners, though her true intention was to attract the attention of Lord Nine and his companions.

However, while the homeowners opened their door and carried Lei Na inside, Lord Nine’s group didn’t even bother to come out and look.

Resigned, Wang Fang had no choice but to post someone to watch the yard, hoping to apologize to Lord Nine when he eventually emerged. But the wait stretched until the next morning.

Lei Tao had rushed over from Shangjing City, yet there was still no sign of activity from Ninth Master’s room.

Bracing himself for the risk of a severe beating, Lei Tao cautiously pushed the door open and peeked inside.

The room is empty! Ninth Master wasn’t even here last night!

Lei Tao felt like he was going mad!

Seeing his dearly pampered little princess, her face a mask of pure, naive incomprehension, Lei Tao viciously slapped her. "What good are you anyway?"

Lei Na was also stunned. "But they clearly booked this place last night! I saw them book this very inn!"

"Clearly, clearly! Are you an idiot? Didn’t you think to confirm the details?" Lei Tao roared, delivering another stinging slap. "You stupid bitch, you’ve ruined the Lei Family! What terrible karma have I, Lei Tao, accrued to deserve this? I’ve fed you the best, dressed you in the finest, pampered you endlessly, and you fucking destroy me in return?!"

On the way here, Lei Tao had received a notice: the Li Consortium had completely terminated all partnerships with the Lei Family. This very notice was posted on the Li Consortium’s corporate website.

Immediately, the Lei Family’s assets began to plummet. All their business partners, without the slightest hesitation, severed ties and cooperation. Cancelled orders poured in like an avalanche.

Just moments ago, his assistant had sent him a photo: the Lei Tower, besieged by furious suppliers demanding payment.

And all of this, every last bit of this chaos, was because of the little princess he had doted on and spoiled, all because she’d chased after some man.

The more Lei Tao thought about it, the more enraged he became. He whirled around, grabbed a broom the homeowner had left propped against the wall, and began to thrash Lei Na mercilessly with it, raining blows on her head and face.

Lei Na tried to flee, but she was pinned down by the men Lei Tao had brought with him.

Fu Xiao, who had been peering in through a crack in the door, witnessed the savage beating. He recoiled in horror, then scurried back to his own room, hastily packed a few things, and slipped away unnoticed.

I originally thought that if I stayed by Lei Na’s side through her downfall, showing unwavering support, I might still become the fortunate son-in-law of the Lei Family. But I never expected Lei Tao to beat her so savagely—he’s practically trying to kill her! That’s horrifying!

Only after Fu Xiao had boarded the minibus heading to the city did he take out his phone, his hands still trembling.

A bold headline on the news feed seared itself into his vision:

**The Lei Family is Finished!**

Fu Xiao frantically clicked on it.

The article stated that ever since the Li Consortium had announced the termination of its partnership with the Lei Family in the early hours of the morning, the Lei Family had been instantly blacklisted by countless business partners.

Even before dawn, thousands of suppliers had already gathered outside the Lei Family’s main building, all demanding that the Lei Family settle its outstanding debts.

In the comments section below the news, one post revealed:

[Rumor has it that when Ninth Master went on a trip, the little princess of the Lei Family somehow found out. She then went to intercept Ninth Master dressed in revealing attire, and that’s why the Lei Family ended up like this.]

Fu Xiao immediately thought of that incredibly imposing man.

So, that was the renowned Li Ninth Master! he realized.

And I know better than anyone, Fu Xiao thought grimly, it wasn’t Lei Na who tried to seduce Li Ninth Master in skimpy clothes; it was Lei Na who bullied An Duxuan. The only reason Li Ninth Master intervened on An Duxuan’s behalf was because of that girl who’s always by his side.

Fu Xiao’s face drained of color. It wasn’t just Lei Na who offended An Duxuan—I did too!

He tugged the brim of his cap lower over his eyes.

Not long after the minibus left the village, he found a stretch of road with no surveillance cameras and switched to a different vehicle.

Online, the juicy gossip about "Little Princess Lei" continued to spread like wildfire.

The celebrities whose scandals Lei Na had previously exposed now retaliated fiercely.

In no time, the internet was flooded with defamatory posts about Lei Na.

It was said that to outshine others at events, she deliberately tripped other female artists.

For her films, she demanded meticulous frame-by-frame retouching in post-production; if even the slightest imperfection remained, she would dock the staff’s wages.

Once, at three in the morning, she craved meat buns. Her assistant rushed across half the city to buy them, only for Lei Na to slap the assistant across the face, claiming she was no longer hungry.

Her career was a train wreck from the very beginning!