Who is it?
Which bastard out there has been seducing his wife!
No, Xiaoyu said it was just an accidental bump. He should trust her.
But why didn't Xiaoyu tell him about her injury?
And the dress she took off, although it looked similar, was definitely not the one he had personally picked for her before she went out.
Xiaoyu got injured from a bump? She's having an affair! A bump? An affair! Bump...
Feng Lin sat on the cold chair in the study, constantly wrestling with his own thoughts.
[What's wrong with Feng Lin? Did he not perform well just now and is secretly annoyed?]
[He leaves his fragrant and soft wife in bed and comes to this cold study in the middle of the night. What kind of work is so urgent that it has to be done at this time!]
[I feel like Lin Bao doesn't look right. Damn mosaic. Wasn't it supposed to be a sweet cooking scene just now? What else happened!]
[Men, they might just be getting bored with the old and craving the new...]
Feng Lin stood up and poured himself a glass of whiskey.
The computer screen was on, showing some unfinished documents, but he had no intention of looking at them at the moment.
He opened the browser and, almost unconsciously, typed in "Reasons why a wife hides her injury".
A bunch of search results popped up: "Doesn't want the other person to worry", "Thinks it's a minor matter", "Having an affair and afraid of being discovered"...
Feng Lin stared at the last one, and his heart suddenly tightened.
He remembered Su Xianyu's rabbit costume just now. Her eyes had sparkled like stars when she put it on.
Xiaoyu was so beautiful and dazzling. There must be many men out there coveting her.
Could it be that she... had met someone more suitable?
"Impossible. Xiaoyu isn't that kind of person..." Feng Lin murmured to himself, as if trying hard to convince himself.
The glass of wine was empty. He simply picked up the bottle and took a sip. The spiciness made his throat constrict.
"Sir?" The voice of his special assistant sounded at the entrance, hoarse from staying up late.
Recently, since Butler Chen was hospitalized, the special assistant had taken over all the affairs in Feng Mansion.
After dealing with all those miscellaneous things, he had just dozed off when he was called up. He had never seen Feng Lin so enthusiastic about work before.
"Sir, what are your instructions?"
"Go and find out where Xiaoyu went this afternoon and who she met. I need the results as soon as possible."
Ah! This damn lovesick fool!
"Okay, sir." The special assistant forced a stiff smile on his face and nodded in agreement.
Although he was complaining in his heart, his working ability was beyond doubt.
By the time dawn was approaching, he had already obtained the preliminary results.
When the knock on the door sounded again, Feng Lin moved his stiff shoulders and slowly turned around.
"How's the investigation on Xiaoyu's whereabouts this afternoon?"
The special assistant handed over the tablet. The screen showed the trajectory from the driving recorder.
"Madam left the flower shop at two o'clock and took the suburban highway. After that, she drove on a country road where there was no surveillance coverage."
"We can only confirm that she entered the suburbs in the west of the city and drove out around 4:50 pm."
"The suburbs?" So she really didn't go straight home after finishing her business at the flower shop.
Feng Lin tapped his finger on the edge of the tablet. "Where exactly did she go?"
"That area is too remote. There are only a few abandoned factories and wastelands. There are no cameras..."
Feng Lin stared at the trajectory on the screen that disappeared at the end of the country road. Dark emotions welled up in his eyes.
"If there's no surveillance, then find eyewitnesses. There must be some farmers by the roadside or passing drivers who saw her."
"Sir, hardly anyone goes to that desolate area..."
"Then look for clues. Did her car tires pick up any special soil? Are there any things left in the car? Even a piece of broken glass, I want to find out where it came from!"
The special assistant felt a chill run down his spine. The sir was really serious this time.
He had been with Feng Lin for so many years and knew that he was inherently aloof and rarely lost his temper, except when it came to this madam.
But judging from her driving trajectory, it was obvious that she didn't want anyone to know about that experience. If they really dug it out...
"What are you standing there for?" Feng Lin's gaze swept over, carrying a strong sense of oppression.
"Yes." The special assistant replied and backed out. When he reached the door, he heard the crisp sound of a wine glass shattering behind him.
He didn't look back but quickened his pace.
He hoped that they wouldn't really find out anything, otherwise, this newly warmed-up Feng Mansion might fall apart...
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Seeing that dawn was approaching and estimating that Xiaoyu would wake up soon, Feng Lin returned to the bedroom pretending nothing had happened.
He gently lay back on the bed, stretched out his arm, and pulled his lover into his embrace.
Su Xianyu's eyelashes fluttered. She moved her body sleepily with a dazed look in her eyes.
"Awake?" Feng Lin's voice was deep and gentle, sounding no different from usual.
He closed his eyes and tightened his arm around Xiaoyu's waist, pulling her closer to him.
A tiny electric current seemed to pass through the places where their skin touched. Su Xianyu's cheeks flushed, and she shrank deeper into the quilt.
"Good morning..."
Feng Lin lowered his head and rubbed against the top of her head. His voice was lazy, as if he had just woken up. "Stay in bed a little longer?"
The curtain wasn't drawn tightly, and a beam of light shone in obliquely, falling on Su Xianyu's back.
Her originally fair skin was covered with several red marks and numerous hickeys.
Feng Lin's gaze passed over that area of skin. His Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he reached out to pull the quilt up a bit.
"Stop fooling around." Su Xianyu pressed down on his mischievous hand, and her earlobes started to turn red again.
"Who's fooling around?" Feng Lin raised his eyebrows, rolled over and pinned her down, and slowly lowered his head. "Xiaoyu, have you been hiding anything from me?"
His warm breath fanned against Su Xianyu's neck. It tickled her so much that she didn't even hear what the man was saying.
"It tickles..." Su Xianyu giggled and dodged, pushing his shoulders. "Get up quickly. The sun is shining on your butt."
Seeing that she didn't answer, Feng Lin didn't press further and let the topic pass.
"I'm not getting up." He buried his head like a naughty child. "Let me hug you for a while longer."
Su Xianyu looked at his fluffy head and couldn't help but reach out and stroke it.
The atmosphere in the bedroom seemed warm and harmonious.
Until the vibration of the phone sounded. It was a message from the special assistant.
"I have some things to take care of."
"Okay."
Feng Lin got up and left the bedroom. He looked at the text on the screen.
[Sir, we found an old shepherd who said he did see a white sedan parked in front of the abandoned factory around 3 pm, but he didn't see the people clearly.]
The knuckles of Feng Lin's hand holding the phone gradually tightened.
The time and the car model matched. That place was very remote. It seemed almost certain that it was Xiaoyu.
He closed his eyes and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.
Why did Xiaoyu go there? What did she do during those few hours? Was it...
[Keep investigating. Find out if there were any other people who went to that place besides that car.]
As long as he could get rid of that person secretly, even if Xiaoyu found out later, it would be too late.
He would never let Xiaoyu leave him!
"Sir, we've found out."
"Is it a man?"
"Yes..."