Chapter 401: Chapter 401

Inside the bathroom of the mansion’s bedroom.

Gu Zixuan was feeling a mild discomfort with a slight pain in her lower abdomen at this moment.

Is it because of her menstrual period?

Gu Zixuan wasn’t sure, she just felt that this time the abdominal pain seemed slightly different from the usual menstrual cramps.

Crouching on the toilet, she pulled down her underwear and saw a trace of blood on it.

Gu Zixuan let out a small sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart.

It seems her menstrual period had indeed arrived, perhaps it was because winter was here and her health couldn’t keep up, resulting in a bit of a cold body?

Without overthinking, Gu Zixuan washed her private area, changed her underwear, put on a sanitary pad, washed the used underwear, and then flushed the toilet.

However, as she was about to leave, she noticed the trash can filled with packaging and the tissues used to wipe away the bloodstains.

Gu Zixuan’s face flushed, feeling awkward about the bathroom being in such a state.

Immediately, she packed up the trash, took the initiative to clean the bathroom, found some incense spray, and tidied it up until it was even cleaner than the bedroom.

Only then did she contentedly carry the trash bag downstairs.

Downstairs, through the long corridor, while arriving at the other end of the villa where the servants stayed, within the Feng Mansion, the servants couldn’t help but smile when they saw her.

Feng Chengjin’s villa was built in a pure Mediterranean style, but differently, this mansion wasn’t standalone.

Perhaps because Feng Chengjin didn’t like the servants accessing the places he usually went for work, the two ends of the villa connected two smaller villas, resembling a castle’s secondary fortress, with a corridor connecting them and equipped with thick white pear wood doors.

One was completely open, serving as a large indoor parking lot, with beautiful floor-to-ceiling windows housing all his luxury car collections.

The other was entirely for the servants’ accommodation and rest.

This arrangement was good.

Whether it’s the butler or the servants, it’s convenient for them to enter and exit, but it also avoids the embarrassment of privacy being intrusively observed constantly within one house.

Servants don’t have to constantly pay attention to people’s moods, reducing tension and constraints.

Working in the Feng Mansion’s villa is easy, quietly cleaning, working diligently, and as long as they keep silent about what they see, most of the time, the servants enjoy more freedom, watching TV, making snacks, drinking tea, and eating seeds in the small villa, living more comfortably than ordinary white-collar workers.

Upon seeing Gu Zixuan come over, the servants all giggled, quickly stepping forward to take the trash bag, "Madam, why did you personally bring the trash bag over? Press the bell, and we would naturally come."

The teasing "Madam" made Gu Zixuan’s face turn red, "Don’t say nonsense, Cheng Jin and I aren’t married yet."

Accompanied by another round of low laughter from the servants, "You’re already with Mr. Feng , isn’t it just a matter of time?"

Gu Zixuan’s face turned even redder. She didn’t answer but said, "Just staying idle in the villa, cleaning your own place makes it feel homely, it’s no big deal, no need to trouble you for everything."

For Gu Zixuan being so amiable, the servants appreciated her more, knowing Gu Zixuan’s good temper, they laughed and teased, "Miss Gu, you and Mr. Feng really aren’t a family, not under one roof. Mr. Feng doesn’t like us entering the main mansion, and Miss Gu doesn’t like us going in to clean, perhaps in the future, you’ll come to marry here and just fire us all, right?" Follow current novels on novelꜰire.net

"Hehehehe." The scene was filled with laughter, and Gu Zixuan’s face grew even redder from the teasing.

Someone then said, "Who knows, maybe when Mr. Feng has a child, he’ll be doing the cooking and feeding all by himself, even dismissing his favorite troublemaker JIM no less."

The French chef JIM, who was learning Chinese and knew what everyone was saying, immediately put on an exaggerated dying expression like all Europeans, "MY god, my savior, my job, my debts..." sparking laughter among everyone.

Gu Zixuan’s face was burning too much to stay, so she smiled and quickly left.

After all, her period was coming, and as much as she hoped for it, being teased every day about having a baby made her quite shy.

In the study on the second floor.

On the phone, Mr. Liang was still speaking to Feng Chengjin, "The investigation you asked for has met a bit of a snag because it involves Commander Chen’s 732 Corps. Commander Chen went to Beijing for a meeting recently and just returned two days ago. Upon his return, he immediately instructed the logistics of the Corps to check the archives overnight for you. Finally, three candidates matched your requirements, however, to narrow it down further, only one joined the corps between 2004 and 2009, got into a conflict with the local police of Qingshan County, and was expelled from the corps. His name is Song Pingjun."

"Song Pingjun?" Feng Chengjin frowned.

Mr. Liang paused and sighed, "Yes, and the reason why I said the investigation you wanted is troublesome is that his relatives are with Liangcheng Group, extending further, it connects to the Northern black market forces..."

In an instant, Feng Chengjin slowly comprehended from Mr. Liang’s explanation.

Liangcheng Group wasn’t particularly large, dealing in hardware business, their scale and capacity only ranked medium in Rong City. Due to their low-key operations, and extremely ruthless business tactics, industry insiders rarely associate with them, so their notoriety is extremely low.

They opened an underground gambling den behind the scenes, ostensibly only trading a few industry secrets and occasionally laundering money illegally, but frankly, it was to root in the Southern region ahead and manage some discreet operations involving the Southern and Northern connections.

Mr. Liang continued, "The chairman of Liangcheng Group is named Liang Cong, but he has a real name, Liang Tiezhu, originally from Shandong. He has five brothers, Liang Tiezhu ranks second, and he has an older brother named Liang Tieniu, who also changed his name to Liang Tianyou, and in that part of Shandong, almost everyone on the path respectfully calls him Uncle Liang."

Instantly, Feng Chengjin understood something, frowning, "Is this what is often said about the two Liangs sharing control over the Southern and the Northern regions on that road?"

Mr. Liang chuckled, "Your grandfather is a rather pragmatic person, taught you to know a bit about everything."

Feng Chengjin lowered his gaze and smiled, "Having lived through that era, that’s all the history there is. Knowing it is not strange, it’s also so I could know Mr. Liang better and respect him accordingly, as grandfather taught."

Mr. Liang burst into laughter on the other end of the phone, "You, young man, really know how to talk. No wonder women like you, perhaps even men would like you too."