Chapter 381: Chapter 381

Men just want a certain attitude, as long as you have me in your heart, that’s enough.

The exaggerated yet humorous response from Tang Xiaowan warmed Leng Lingxiao’s heart. The idea of smashing ornaments to pave a road did sound thrilling and very satisfying.

He, of course, knew she did it on purpose.

He naturally drew his stubborn little wife into his arms with his strong arms, adoringly gazing at her.

"Little silly, forgot? Li Zishen is coming over in a bit, and we still have to play the good hosts."

Tang Xiaowan frowned, "To host him for a meal again?"

"Sly little thing, wasn’t it agreed yesterday, a gentleman’s word... is as good as his bond. What, backing out now? Alright, alright, behave, hurry up and call the hotel to say, take down the congratulatory gift, otherwise when Li Zishen arrives... it won’t look good during the meal, he’ll definitely ask."

"A meal? More like eating air. Tell the kitchen to make all the seafood spicy, extremely spicy, so he can look but can’t eat."

"Hurry up and make the call, sweetie, I reckon that jade decoration... must be pretty nice."

While the man said this, his gaze wandered over his little wife, his lips curving slightly, as if admiring a priceless treasure.

Tang Xiaowan felt something off and her heartbeat quickened, like a little rabbit.

"Cut it out, he just wants to show off his wealth!"

Leng Lingxiao raised an eyebrow, "It’s human nature, everyone is like that, the more you lack something..."

"Yes, like me, lacking love, severely lacking love!" Tang Xiaowan suddenly interrupted, her tone playful and sweet, very soft and mellow.

At that, both of them laughed.

The bedroom door that was ajar was slowly closed.

Actually, Leng Lingxiao had known about Li Zishen sending the Phoenix Ornament earlier than Tang Xiaowan did.

He knew not only its design but also how much it was purchased for, which jade store it came from, and how long the two delivery trucks had been waiting in the Chihai Hotel’s parking lot; they were still waiting, he knew all of this.

Leng Lingxiao was always meticulous, and Zhao Renjie was not one to just take up space.

He naturally paid attention to Li Zishen’s movements.

Tang Xiaowan blurted out all that Leng Lingxiao had been wanting to say; even if there was great anger and jealousy in his heart at that moment, it all dissipated.

Trivial things left aside, important matters clearly noted.

Leng Lingxiao particularly appreciated this about Tang Xiaowan, entrusting Chi Sea to her, not only to please her but also as a mark of trust.

Half an hour later, outside the bedroom, Wang Meijuan quickly approached with a freshly ironed autumn dress.

"Just a moment, that... in a bit."

Cheng Shi stretched out his large arm, stopping Wang Meijuan, though he seemed to be saying nothing, his unnatural expression betrayed everything.

"Oh, yes yes, in a bit."

Wang Meijuan awkwardly stood to the right of Cheng Shi, but soon, her face flushed.

Cheng Shi’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, coughing lightly.

"Meijuan, the... miss said... she left a giant lobster for us, do you prefer garlic or spicy?"

"Old Zhao said to wait for Li Zishen to leave before eating."

"Oh, right. Also, keep an eye on Bai Long during the meal, he’s a dangerous element."

"Don’t worry, he couldn’t possibly harm the miss, right?"

"Of course, he won’t harm her, his target is Mr. Leng."

With those words, the atmosphere suddenly stiffened.

Wang Meijuan looked at Cheng Shi in shock, her heart tightening, "You said yesterday it was Shen Shiyi? So it was Bai Long’s man, how despicable and shameless of Li Zishen, to actually..."

Cheng Shi quickly gestured with his hand to lower her voice, "Quiet, don’t let the miss hear."

Indeed, if Tang Xiaowan knew that the person who tried to assassinate Leng Lingxiao yesterday at the commercial street was sent by Bai Long, not Shen Shiyi, she would definitely seek revenge from Li Zishen.

This was what Cheng Shi didn’t want to see.

"How could you... deceive the miss?" Wang Meijuan pulled Cheng Shi aside, questioning him.

"I believe Mr. Li is a good person."

"Him, a good person? He’s a hypocritical philanderer, knowing full well who the miss likes; he’s deliberately sending gifts, he’s just trying to cause a rift, trying to make the miss and Mr. Leng..."

"No, Mr. Li probably thought..."

"What do you mean ’no’? The miss and Mr. Leng have already gotten their certificate, what he’s doing is just..."

Knowing he couldn’t outtalk the eloquent Wang Meijuan, Cheng Shi glanced at his watch, then frowning, returned to continue standing stiffly by the bedroom door.

Meanwhile, Li Zishen and Bai Long, riding in two luxurious cars, had also arrived at Lingxiao Manor.

Both vehicles were piano black, with sharply designed front ends and extremely sleek body lines, their engine roars deep and powerful, highlighted by the sunset light, showing off their grandeur and luxury.

As the car window slowly lowered, Li Zishen slightly tilted his head, his phoenix eyes striking terror into the soul.

His jaw tightened, and his thin lips slightly curved, a fleeting and indescribable expression flickered across his eyes.

The grand gates of Lingxiao Manor were solemn and magnificent, displaying its prestige and uniqueness. The gates nearly reached twice the height of a man, crafted from majestic antique bronze, shimmering with a metallic texture.

Above the gate hung a massive stone plaque, engraved with the golden characters "Lingxiao Manor."

The handwriting was smooth and forceful, dignified and stately.

On both sides of the gate were lush Lingxiao flowers, the vivid red blossoms complementing the heavy ancient bronze gates, their petals deep red and dripping, emitting a light fragrance, fiery as flames.

In this season... truly a rare sight!

Li Zishen took a deep breath, his thin lips curving into an extremely complex smile.

Leng Lingxiao, Lingxiao Manor, Lingxiao Flower!

At the same time, the guard inside swiftly pressed the switch, and the majestic ancient bronze gates slowly opened.

A broad, even stone path appeared before them, leading deep into the manor. The road was flanked by dense greenery and meticulously pruned trees, forming a verdant corridor.

As the breeze brushed by, the leaves made a gentle rustling sound, endowing the entire Lingxiao Manor with an air of solemnity and mystery.

Yet as the car slowly moved forward, Li Zishen’s originally calm and composed gaze became restless, the surrounding scenery inexplicably pervaded with a familiar aura, reminding him of Qing City Mei Garden.

The same bluestone slabs, only larger in area, even the stone lanterns looked so similar.

Leng Lingxiao, it seems I’ve underestimated you.

From now on, this will be Xiao Wan’s home, she will no longer miss Mei Garden.

Suddenly, a message from Bai Long arrived.

[The bait has been taken, will meet tomorrow.]

After reading the message, a glimmer of inquiry and anticipation flashed across Li Zishen’s phoenix eyes; he was well aware that his purpose in coming here was no ordinary matter.

Thus, he silently advised himself in his heart: can’t be soft-hearted, absolutely not, stick to the plan as usual.

[Alright, understood.]

Just after replying to the message, Li Zishen then saw Zhao Renjie, who was quietly waiting in front of the villa.

The man wore a black suit, his gaze humble, hands naturally hanging at his sides, behind him stood two equally respectful servants.

As the driver opened the car door, Zhao Renjie caught a clear glimpse of Li Zishen.

Tall and imposing, his demeanor stern and sharp, particularly those bright phoenix eyes, exuding a compelling aura.

"Mr. Li, Manager Bai, hello."

"Hmm, hello, thank you."

Li Zishen’s tone was even, yet one could discern his respect for Zhao Renjie, the butler.

Bai Long, on the other hand, remained silent, slowly lifting his sunglasses and sharply scanning around as if checking for potential dangers.

Seeing this, Zhao Renjie gave a slight smile, inwardly exclaiming: Worthy of being called Cold-faced Yama.

This was their first close encounter.

"Ah, Mr. Li has arrived, welcome, welcome, sorry for coming out late."

It was Shen Yiming, dressed in casual attire.

He approached with a beaming smile, Li Zishen did not rebuke him but rather shook hands with him, yet his heart betrayed a trace of caution and guard. Dıscover more novels at noⅴelfire.net

Thirty years old, a senior medical equipment engineer from D country, truly as remarkable as rumored, impressive.

It seems Leng Lingxiao was well prepared!

Beside, Bai Long displayed a face full of disdain, silently ridiculing: Quite a colorful outfit, lacks taste.

Bai Long immediately straightened his body, firmly standing behind Li Zishen to the right, appearing ready to confront any challenge, like a soldier ready for battle.

Who knew, all of a sudden, Shen Yiming bellowed: "My heavens, this is... this must be the famously renowned Bai Long, Hero Bai, right? Ah, I’ve heard so much about you, we should spar when you’re free."

A glint of alertness flashed through Bai Long’s deep eyes, his hands behind his back instantly clenched into fists.

Isn’t he... doesn’t know martial arts, was the information wrong?

Or is he purposely flattering me, trying to sow discord between me and Brother Shen?

Humph! Hero Bai, watching too many martial arts dramas?

"Mr. Shen, nice to meet you."

Bai Long spoke indifferently, then extended his right hand for a handshake, but Shen Yiming acted as though he saw nothing.

At this moment, his entire body was already turned towards Li Zishen, smilingly leading him toward the hall.

"Mr. Li, I heard when you were in D country..."