54: Chapter 54: Frenzied Point Accumulation, Aiming at Tiansheng Group

Qin Feng lowered his head, looking at Su Qingyue in his arms. Because she had practiced Taekwondo for years,

Her body's flexibility and plasticity could always unlock angles beyond imagination.

Last night's madness was still vivid in his mind. Qin Feng decided to give his "head housekeeper" some thorough "guidance" again tonight.

He picked Su Qingyue up by the waist, ignoring her exclamation, and walked straight to the bathroom.

"Brother Feng... I'm so tired..." Su Qingyue buried her face in his chest, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of pleading.

"Accompany me for a bath to relax." Qin Feng's voice carried an overbearing tone that brooked no refusal.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and the huge mirror was soon covered with a layer of white mist.

Qin Feng hugged her from behind, letting her hands support herself on the marble vanity, his warm chest pressed tightly against her cool back.

He used his palm to wipe a clear area on the mirror.

"Look up, look at yourself in the mirror." Qin Feng's breath puffed against her ear, his voice low and raspy.

Su Qingyue was forced to look up. When she saw the two of them hugging tightly in the mirror, her face instantly turned red.

In the mirror, her usually ice-cold face was now flushed with passion, and her eyes were hazy.

"No... no more, Brother Feng... I... I feel so good..." She felt her legs go weak, almost unable to stand.

Qin Feng's arms were as strong as iron bands, steadily supporting her sliding waist, forcing her to remain standing.

"Stand straight, Qingyue." He tilted her chin up, forcing her to look back, and his lips pressed accurately against hers. "We've barely even started."

In that position, forty minutes later, as Qin Feng's toes curled with effort,

Su Qingyue finally couldn't hold on. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed to the floor.

Qin Feng picked her up from the floor, wrapped her in a bath towel, and returned to the bedroom.

...

Su Qingyue curled up in Qin Feng's arms like a thoroughly satiated kitten.

Her face wore an unprecedented flush, and even her fingertips were a charming shade of pink.

She was so tired she didn't even want to move a finger, and her eyelids were so heavy they were almost impossible to open.

"Brother Feng, what about Wang Chao... what do we do next?" Even though she was exhausted, her main concern was still Qin Feng's predicament.

"Sleep." Qin Feng stroked her smooth back, his voice carrying a hint of soothing magic.

"Tomorrow, sleep until you wake up naturally, then go for a SPA, go shopping, and spend that five hundred thousand in pocket money."

"But..."

"No buts." Qin Feng interrupted her, his tone overbearing.

"Remember your status; you are the head housekeeper of this home. Since there's nothing to handle right now, you should make yourself look beautiful.

As for those nobodies outside, leave them to me."

"Mm..." Su Qingyue responded dazeedly.

She was truly too tired.

The identity of "head housekeeper" and that phrase "leave them to me" acted like the strongest sedative, allowing her to completely let go of all the burdens in her heart.

She snuggled closer into Qin Feng's arms, found a more comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to the steady breathing from his arms, the warmth on Qin Feng's face gradually faded, replaced by a layer of coldness.

He carefully withdrew his arm from under Su Qingyue's neck, looking at her peaceful sleeping face.

Thinking of how this woman, who was as strong as an iceberg in front of others, would become anxious and uneasy because of her worry for him,

A violent killing intent grew wildly in his heart.

Wang Chao.

Touching my woman—you're looking for death.

Qin Feng got out of bed quietly, went to the living room, took a can of ice water from the fridge, and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window were the lights of thousands of homes.

But in Qin Feng's eyes, there wasn't a hint of warmth, only a deep, bottomless pool of coldness.

Wang Chao's foundation was in the provincial capital, and Tiansheng Group was a major taxpayer in the province with significant influence.

If he used the old method of dealing with the Zhao family—accurately striking his opponents with consecutive anonymous reports—even a fool would suspect him.

He had to find a more hidden method that could deal a fatal blow in one strike.

Qin Feng's consciousness sank into the system interface in his mind.

[Current Available Funds: 328,170,000 Yuan]

[Current Total points: 28,955]

He wasn't short of money for now. The points were also relatively ample.

Qin Feng's gaze fell on the four large characters: [System Mall].

He clicked on [Asset Category].

The list refreshed.

[Cloud Top Palace Block A Penthouse Duplex, Exchange points: 100,000]

[50% Shares of Jiangcheng 'MixC World' Shopping Center, Exchange points: 500,000]

Looking down the rows, Qin Feng secretly clicked his tongue. Directly exchanging points for these things was still a massive rip-off.

Just as he was about to exit, a special entry at the bottom of the list, glowing with a faint golden light, suddenly caught his eye!

At the bottom of the list, an entry glowing with golden light made Qin Feng's breath hitch—[Tiansheng Group 20% Equity Certificate, Exchange points: 50,000].

Qin Feng's eyes grew sharp. As far as he knew, although Tiansheng Group's equity seemed stable,

As long as one held 30% of the shares, they would have veto power on the board, and could even sideline the Wang family to take complete control of the group!

This 20% share was the most crucial first strike to pierce Wang Chao's heart.

Unfortunately, looking at his balance of over twenty-eight thousand points, there was still a significant gap to fifty thousand.

"It's really a bit annoying to look at a gold mountain and not be able to move it." Qin Feng closed the interface with regret, but the coldness in his eyes did not dissipate; instead, a hint of determination appeared.

Since there weren't enough points, he would go farm them.

He looked back at the sleeping Su Qingyue, a plan already formed in his mind.

Tomorrow, he would take her surfing at the beach. That was an activity that both burned money and generated intense emotional fluctuations.

It would allow her to relax and also let him quickly harvest a wave of points through spending and interaction.

Wang Chao, your time of death has only been postponed by one day.

...

Studio Apartment.

Ye Qingcheng was lying in bed, unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling with her eyes wide open.

The scenes that happened at the police station during the day replayed in her mind in slow motion.

Director Zhang's deeply disappointed face, the subtle pointing and whispering of her colleagues behind her back, and that cold "Notice of Suspension and Reflection" printed in black and white.

Irritated! Depressed! Aggrieved!

She suddenly punched the soft mattress, but it immediately aggravated her injuries, making her hiss in pain.

But for some reason, the physical pain made her uncontrollably think of that warehouse yesterday.

She thought of Qin Feng.

That man... that bastard... actually took down seven professional mercenaries with real guns and knives all by himself!

It was simply ridiculous!

This morning, she had made some indirect inquiries. The Municipal Bureau had indeed received word from the Provincial Department that a group of foreign mercenaries had entered the country and asked all units to assist in the investigation.

This proved those seven people weren't hired by Qin Feng. After all, where would an upstart like him get the channels to find mercenaries?

Then the question arose.

How did Qin Feng, an ordinary person with a clean record and deceased parents, manage to do this?

Did he give those outlaws some irresistible condition to make them let him go?

No... that script doesn't fit.

She struggled to sit up and looked down at her body.

The injuries that should have kept her in bed for half a month, especially several places she thought were fractured,

After a night's rest, they hadn't worsened; instead, only some soreness remained.

That medicine of Qin Feng's... it was like he was cheating!

"No, I have to go to the scene and see for myself."

Her head was buzzing, and a bold thought that even startled her emerged.

If those combat traces are real... then Qin Feng, who on earth is he?!