67: Private Talk in the Bedroom (4K Chapter, Please Support!)

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The bedroom lights were dimmed, and outside the window, the slums were left with only scattered neon lights.

The clustered high-rises looked like dilapidated anthills, gasping for breath in the sweltering air.

Lin Xiaoyu walked out of the bathroom, wiping her wet hair, wearing nothing but one of Jiang Feng's old shirts.

Beneath the fabric, her slender legs were vaguely visible.

Jiang Feng leaned against the headboard, the light from his wristband reflecting on his face as the Mainframe's report scrolled silently and methodically.

Lin Xiaoyu glanced at it without saying a word, simply walking over to sit by the pillow, turning her back to him to continue drying her hair.

In the room, there was only the rustling sound of the towel rubbing against her hair.

After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice very, very soft.

"You've changed."

Jiang Feng's fingers paused, but he didn't refute it.

Lin Xiaoyu turned around, looking directly into his eyes through the reflection in the bedside alarm clock.

"You used to be reticent and seemed cold and heartless, but in reality, you were especially rule-abiding. Whether it was household rules or social rules, you followed them strictly, never standing out and never falling behind."

"In all the years we've been married, I've never seen you be so imposing."

"You could assemble Robot Dogs before; remember that time we were strolling at the expo? We saw those discounted security Robot Dog parts, but you didn't buy them, using the excuse of needing to pay off the loan."

"That night at the hotel, you stubbornly held your breath and didn't come out."

Jiang Feng didn't remember these details; he could only take a deep breath and choose to use silence instead of an answer.

He had long known this day would come, but when it truly arrived, he still felt caught off guard.

"And now, you have Robot Dogs, robots, and you're carrying that black briefcase I've never seen before all day long..."

Lin Xiaoyu wrinkled her nose, hooked her arm around his, and leaned quietly against his shoulder.

"They're all military-grade machines, right?"

Jiang Feng listened to her breathing, smiled slightly, and turned his head to stroke her damp hair.

"I haven't changed; I just realized that a real man cannot just blindly endure. I still have you, and I want you to feel at ease."

Lin Xiaoyu stared at him blankly, a complex wave of emotions surging in her heart.

Was the Jiang Feng before her still the husband who had lifted her high at graduation? Was he still the man who worked overtime at the mine until late at night just to earn a little more money to support the household?

She couldn't be sure.

But she knew that she had never loved him as deeply as she did now.

"Xiaoyu, we need to make money, not just to pay off debts, and not just for survival. I want our family to no longer be bullied, no longer be looked down upon."

"We are going to live a good life."

Lin Xiaoyu nodded, shifting her cheek to find a comfortable position, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Then... why did you suddenly become so capable?"

Jiang Feng remained silent for a long time; this was a question he would never answer directly.

Let the secret of the Relic remain sealed in his heart, never to see the light of day.

But he had already rehearsed the answer countless times. He spoke slowly, "Because I received an opportunity."

"What opportunity?"

"An opportunity that can change our destiny."

"But it is too dangerous, and many things involved are beyond my ability to explain."

"So, I cannot tell you too much."

Lin Xiaoyu didn't press further, just hugged him gently and buried her face in his chest.

"Mm." She hummed, feeling at ease.

She didn't know what he had gone through, nor did she know what kind of power he had acquired.

But she knew this man was worth following for a lifetime.

Even if hell lay ahead, she would walk it with him.

Jiang Feng looked down at his wife in his arms, his heart filled with peace.

He knew the road ahead would not be smooth, and would even inevitably be full of murderous intent, but as long as she was by his side, he had nothing to fear.

"I currently have eight hundred boxes of black stockings in my hands," he said in a low voice. "The dancers at the club are desperately short of these."

Lin Xiaoyu's eyelashes fluttered as she interjected, "Are they 'Poposha' stockings?"

"Yeah, six pairs per box." Jiang Feng was slightly surprised. "How did you guess?"

Lin Xiaoyu didn't answer, counting softly, "A pair is currently priced at over 280 on the market, so 800 boxes means 4,800 pairs, which adds up to over 1.3 million."

She took a soft breath; no one understood what this meant better than her.

If these goods were managed properly, they could support their living for a long time. And the data cables Jiang Feng mentioned—if managed properly, they would be enough to let them move out of the slums and even buy a decent garden house in the middle-tier district.

But she also knew the cost.

She cut straight to the point, "You're one person and can't be in two places at once; you can't ship large quantities and need to avoid being targeted by other forces."

Jiang Feng looked at Lin Xiaoyu in astonishment, waves of emotion rising in his heart. He had completely not expected that the wife in his arms was so capable.

"You've been paying attention all along?" he asked happily.

"Mm." Lin Xiaoyu nodded.

Jiang Feng felt relieved. He looked at her, "That's why I need someone, someone I can trust completely."

Lin Xiaoyu suddenly smiled.

"Just that?" She tossed aside the towel, pinned Jiang Feng down, and cupped his face with both hands.

"You held it in all night just to say this?"

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Aren't you going to ask me what exactly I'm going to do?"

"Smuggling? Black market trading? Or something more extreme?"

Lin Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow, "Dummy, we've known each other for so many years. Do you think I'd be scared off by some 'grey area'?"

Her fingertips slid across his brow bone, her voice lowering.

"In this world, it's hard enough just to live like a human being. Who cares if what's under their feet is blood or mud?"

Jiang Feng's Adam's apple bobbed. At this moment, his voice was completely hoarse.

"It might get very bad; if something goes wrong..."

"Then we'll bear it together." Lin Xiaoyu interrupted him.

She leaned over, forehead against forehead, heart to heart.

"Listen, I don't care what you do, as long as you are still you, as long as you remember who you're doing it for..."

"Even if it's hell, I'll go with you!"

Jiang Feng closed his eyes, revealing a gaze like a wolf.

The pillow suddenly fell to the floor, the sound of breathing suddenly vanished, until after a long while, it became rapid.

Slender fingers grabbed the hair, then the quilt.

"What are you doing, it tickles..."

"Let me see..."

The tissues on the nightstand were swept onto the floor, making a muffled "phut" sound.

"No more!"

The hot air outside clamored, becoming even hotter, like boiling water, bubbling and seething.

The rain in the hot weather came fast and fierce, covering up all the sounds coming from the small bedroom.

Meanwhile, in the parking lot downstairs, Little Handsome and Xiao Mei sat quietly in the back seat of the hover pickup truck, their electronic eyes flickering slightly.

The box containing the Mainframe operated silently in the darkness, planning, plotting, and calculating.

The rain outside stopped, and the neon billboards cast distorted reflections in the puddles.

Jiang Feng leaned against the headboard, Lin Xiaoyu curled up in his arms, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on his chest.

She suddenly remembered something and poked Jiang Feng's chest.

"If we really make a lot of money, what's the first thing we'll do?"

Jiang Feng didn't hesitate, "Sell the house and find a place with a garden to move into."

Lin Xiaoyu shook her head.

"Wrong." She hooked her arms around his neck, "The first thing is to upgrade 'Iron Clad Gold' and 'Gold-Wrapped Silver'."

"I really like them."

Jiang Feng laughed out loud, "Why would that need the boss lady's golden word? As soon as I find an opportunity, I'll do it right away."

"By the way, since you've agreed, let me roughly go over the plan with you."

He opened his wristband, and blue light lit up inside the blanket, displaying a dense list of company names and data streams.

"Father-in-law is right, registering a new company is too conspicuous," Jiang Feng said. "But I discovered that there are quite a few 'zombie enterprises' nearby; they have complete licenses but haven't had any proper operating profit for years."

Lin Xiaoyu leaned in to take a look, "Oh, you want to buy a shell?"

"Not just that." Jiang Feng zoomed in on the data of one of them. "Look, garbage enterprises like this are often too greedy, with a scope that's too broad, which leads to them being unable to cope with market changes at all."

"These enterprises are often sold in packages. We only need their import and export qualifications; other non-performing assets can be stripped and resold. Even if we sell them for zero, it's better than losing money."

"But the premise is to find a buyer first before we can do this."

The projection switched to a financial model. Lin Xiaoyu watched and laughed, "You even calculated this?"

"Finding a few accountants and lawyers can get it done, and we can even buy out a management AI to handle operations." Jiang Feng closed the wristband and said in a relaxed tone, "The most important thing is that we have an advantage now."

He counted on his fingers, "The Iron Hand Gang has been warned by Molly, so there are no security risks for the time being."

"The Garol Gang will soon be 'rubbing sparks' with the Public Security Bureau, so they won't have time to deal with us either."

"Molly's club can temporarily count as half a backer... With conditions like these, I dare not say I'm the only one, but if I still complain about not having an advantage, what would the other 99% of people think?"

Lin Xiaoyu keenly noticed what he had omitted, but she just gave a soft "Mm."

She understood Jiang Feng better now; this man who could kidnap the Public Security Bureau's second young master would never be satisfied with just passive defense.

Jiang Feng glanced at her, not intending to elaborate on his "gang war" plan. He had too many things on his hands right now; dealing with them all at once would leave him overwhelmed and wouldn't be conducive to steady development.

You have to eat food one bite at a time, and do things one at a time.

Jiang Feng touched his chin and added, "Also, I plan for us to find time to go to the Moon recently."

Lin Xiaoyu looked up abruptly, "25,000 for one person round trip, that's 50,000 for two."

Jiang Feng was even more surprised that Lin Xiaoyu knew this so well. He really didn't know how the Trade Union could bear to lay off such an excellent employee, but thinking of himself, Jiang Feng let it go.

When there are too many parasites eating without doing work, wouldn't they just occupy the magpie's nest and eat the big tree hollow?

"50,000 is correct, but this is worth it." Jiang Feng said seriously, "We're just inspecting the channels, not touching goods; let's just consider it a second honeymoon trip."

"You mean... this is related to smuggling channels?"

"Mm."

"Alright then."

Lin Xiaoyu didn't ask any more questions, but narrowed her eyes and asked unexpectedly.

"That Molly, you've mentioned her several times. How do you two know each other?"

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment; there was no need to hide this. "I ran into her when I was repairing a zero-gravity fighting cage. She's the future heir to the Three Black Stockings Club. I did a job for her, 500,000, to crack a commercial authorization."

"Can I see a photo of her?"

Jiang Feng shrugged and opened the holographic album. In the photo, Molly had her arms crossed over her chest; below her off-the-shoulder tube top were a pair of long, black-stockinged legs, wearing a pair of sky-high heels that, viewed from the side, had red soles.

Lin Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, looked down, and her expression was calm and composed.

"She's so pretty."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, picked up the black briefcase by the bed, opened it, and took out a box.

"This is a sample; I haven't seen you wear stockings yet..."

The moment it slipped out, he felt something was wrong; he hadn't seen it, but that didn't mean the original Jiang Feng hadn't.

Lin Xiaoyu naturally frowned, "Hm? Haven't I worn them a few times with you..."

"Ahem, recently, recently!" Jiang Feng coughed into his fist, managing to change the subject with difficulty, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

"Then, shall I wear them for you to see?"

Lin Xiaoyu tore open the plastic, took out a pair of black stockings from inside, and playfully held them up against herself.

She glanced down and, as she wished, saw the scene she wanted to see, "Tsk tsk... Mm-hmm..."

Jiang Feng suddenly held her hand and shook his head slightly, "Later, after we go to the Moon, I'll buy better ones for you. As for these goods, just leave them for those dancers at the club to wear."

Lin Xiaoyu hummed, suddenly pulled the stockings over Jiang Feng's head, and looking at his ridiculous appearance, she laughed until she fell onto the bed, "Giggle, giggle, giggle."

Jiang Feng took the opportunity to pounce and tickle her until she was gasping for mercy.

"Seriously."

After the war subsided, Lin Xiaoyu fiddled with the stockings and asked again, "Are you sure Molly doesn't have other motives?"

Jiang Feng's smile faded a little, "I'm not sure. I generally think she needs me to complete a particularly important project..."

"How important?"

"As important as affecting her future."

Lin Xiaoyu nodded thoughtfully, "Then she definitely wants to have an affair with you."

"Huh?" Jiang Feng was completely baffled.

Lin Xiaoyu didn't answer, suddenly stuffing the stockings into Jiang Feng's pocket, "Keep them to coax your female clients."

"Jealous?" Jiang Feng leaned close to her ear, "Who was it that just said 'Even if we go to hell, we'll go together'?"

Lin Xiaoyu flipped over to take the lead, her long hair falling down like a curtain, "You men, to do big things, you can't avoid this or that."

"But I'm warning you, if you dare to abandon your wife, I'll hang you on the space elevator with these stockings!"

"How is that possible?"

Jiang Feng hugged her tightly, and there was no need to say anything more.

He remembered a quote, though he couldn't remember who said it, but that person must have been a smart one.

'I come from hell, I am going to heaven, and now I am walking steadily on earth.'