Only a warm yellow wall lamp was on in the bedroom, and its soft light spilled over the bedsheet.
Su Xianyu was lying on her side, her fingertips unconsciously tracing across Feng Lin's chest.
"I watched the financial news this afternoon. It said that the stock price of Hongyu Group has dropped again. That General Manager Li must be going crazy with anxiety, right?"
Feng Lin was looking down at her. Hearing this, he let out a soft chuckle and pulled his lover closer into his arms.
"Being anxious won't help. His management style is outdated. It won't hold up for long."
"You're right," Su Xianyu rubbed against his collar. "Compared with our A Lin, he's far behind."
Her straightforward compliment made Feng Lin laugh softly. "You're the only one who can talk like this."
The two chatted idly about going to the suburban horse ranch next week. Su Xianyu said she wanted to try the newly arrived little white horse.
Just then, the phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated twice with a "buzz", and the screen lit up, showing a MMS message from an unknown number.
"Hmm? An unknown number," Su Xianyu reached out and picked up the phone. Her fingertips paused on the screen. "There are still people sending MMS these days."
Feng Lin shifted his gaze from the top of her hair to the phone screen and slightly raised his eyebrows. "Junk message?"
"Doesn't seem like it," Su Xianyu clicked on the message, her tone tinged with doubt. "They're a few photos... seems to be some documents."
She quickly glanced through them and frowned slightly.
After seeing the content clearly and catching a glimpse of the scrolling subtitles in the air, she handed the phone to Feng Lin. "It seems someone is trying to cause trouble."
Feng Lin took the phone and swiped his thumb to flip through the photos. His eyes darkened.
The forgeries were quite convincing, but he always personally reviewed the company's major projects, so there would never be such a flaw.
"Maybe someone is trying to sow discord," Feng Lin tossed the phone back onto the bedside table, his tone showing no sign of emotion.
"Li Hongyu has been making a lot of moves recently. It's quite possible that someone on his side is trying to pull some small stunts but doesn't dare to do it openly."
Su Xianyu nodded. "It doesn't matter. We also have helpers."
"Helpers?" Feng Lin was a bit puzzled.
Su Xianyu looked at the subtitles above her head that said they would help her get even and curled her lips into a smile.
The information they provided, albeit of poor quality, was already the greatest help.
"By the way, should we ask the technical department to check this number?"
"No need," Feng Lin pulled her back into his arms again, his voice nonchalant.
"It'll turn out to be a dead number. These people are very shrewd and won't leave any traces." He paused.
"But it does remind me. I should ask the finance department to go through the accounts of the past few years again to prevent anyone from taking advantage of loopholes."
Su Xianyu let out a soft "hmm". She felt much more at ease because of the warning from the subtitles.
"Don't think about it," Feng Lin noticed her distraction and kissed her forehead.
"Anyway, they won't be able to stir up much trouble. As for you, you just said you wanted to ride that white horse? I'll ask the horse trainer to reserve it for you."
The topic was smoothly diverted, and Su Xianyu was quickly attracted by the things about the horse ranch.
Feng Lin was discussing with her what color riding suit to wear. A faint coldness flashed in his eyes as he looked at the bedside table.
[Sure enough, Feng Lin is amazing! Such a quick reaction! He may seem nonchalant on the surface, but he must have already made arrangements in his mind!]
[Li Hongyu's minion is still adjusting the whistle - blowing email box, not knowing that the other side has already taken precautions!]
[The "inside man" he arranged went out to buy coffee and got his phone hit by bird poop. That's how the evidence photos ended up with Xiaoyu. Hahaha.]
[His phone accidentally broke, and he still doesn't know that his photos have been sent out!]
[When the male and female protagonists are together, it's even more powerful than the individual protagonist aura. They're so lucky...]
Early the next morning, as soon as Feng Lin arrived at the company, he summoned the financial director.
"Sort out all the tax reports and bank statements of the past five years and re - examine them according to the strictest standards. Give them to me before getting off work this afternoon."
His tone was calm but carried an undeniable seriousness. "Also, ask the security department to keep a close eye. Don't let any irrelevant people enter the finance office recently."
Although the financial director was puzzled, he immediately agreed.
He had been with Feng Lin for many years and knew that the boss never said anything unnecessary. The sudden decision to re - examine the accounts must have a reason.
While Su Xianyu was arranging flowers in the store, the subtitles above her head started to broadcast in real - time again.
[Li Hongyu is getting impatient! He's asking the inside man why he hasn't stuffed the fake evidence in yet. He's pacing around his office anxiously!]
[The inside man said that there were suddenly two more security guards in the finance office today and he couldn't get in. He's almost crying. Hahaha.]
[The whistle - blowing letter was written, and just as he was about to click send, the computer suddenly had a blue screen, and the file wasn't saved!]
[I can't stop laughing. The will of the world is holding him back from causing trouble...]
Su Xianyu saw these subtitles in the mirror and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.
She picked up her phone and sent a message to Feng Lin.
[Are you coming home for lunch? I'm going to make Coke chicken wings today～]
She quickly received a reply, which was only two words.
[Be back.]
The sunlight shone through the window into the store and landed on the colorful flower bouquets. Everything seemed so bright and smooth.
This conspiracy that hadn't even started yet seemed to have turned into a doomed farce under the intervention of an invisible force.
In the following days, everything seemed normal on the surface in Feng's Group.
Feng Lin went to and from work on time. He was still sharp - tongued in meetings and meticulous when dealing with documents. He even took the time to accompany Su Xianyu to watch a newly released movie.
The light was dim in the cinema. Su Xianyu leaned on Feng Lin's shoulder. Watching the joys and sorrows on the screen, she suddenly asked in a soft voice, "Are you really not worried at all?"
Feng Lin held her hand and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. His voice was very low and tinged with a bit of a smile.
"Worried about what? Worried that Li Hongyu's acting skills are too bad, or worried that our people are too capable?"
He paused, turned his head, and his warm breath brushed past her ear. "Besides, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything."
Su Xianyu's cheeks flushed slightly. She gave him a reproachful look but couldn't help but snuggle deeper into his arms.
She knew that Feng Lin wasn't blindly confident. Although he seemed relaxed, he must have made full preparations secretly.
This feeling of being protected by him while clearly feeling his control over the overall situation made her feel at ease.
On Friday afternoon, the people from the tax inspection department finally came.
The leader looked serious. After showing his ID, he directly stated his purpose.
"General Manager Feng, we've received a tip - off and suspect that Feng's Group has been evading taxes. Please cooperate with our investigation."
Feng Lin was sitting behind his large desk, looking calm. He even motioned for his assistant to pour tea for the guests. "Of course. It's our duty to cooperate with the investigation."
"Whatever information you need, just tell my financial director. He'll fully cooperate."
His calmness surprised the inspection officers, but they still followed the procedure and began to check Feng's financial reports, tax vouchers, and bank statements of the past three years.
The financial director was an old employee who had been with Feng Lin for many years. Facing the questions from the inspection officers, he was clear - headed and neither overbearing nor humble.
All the materials were neatly prepared and could be retrieved at any time.
The "inside man" sent by Li Hongyu mingled among the staff. He tried several times to secretly stuff the forged vouchers into the pile of documents.
The first two times, he was quietly stopped by the people Feng Lin had arranged in advance. He finally succeeded on the third try and secretly let out a sigh of relief.
"There seems to be something wrong with these accounts..."