Chapter 055: The Ambition of Ximen Lu

Chapter 055: Ximen Lu’s Ambition

The sun was already high in the sky.

Chu Fei opened his eyes, only to meet a pair of large, blinking eyes fixed intently upon him.

Caught in the act, Xu Shiqi’s cheeks flushed scarlet. She wanted to turn away, but it was already too late…

At that moment, the class monitor was wrapped in nothing but a blanket, her delicate chest half-exposed…

Morning is when a man’s vigor is at its peak, and Chu Fei was no exception. Last night, because it was her first time, he hadn’t dared to go wild and was hardly satisfied. Now, seeing Xu Shiqi’s alluring posture, he was instantly aroused, reaching out to pull her into his arms…

“Chu Fei, what are you doing? How can you—”

Her exclamation was cut short, turning into uncontrollable cries…

A battle between man and woman flared up once again…

—

By the time Chu Fei left the hotel, it was nearly noon.

Before departing, he grinned and gave the class monitor’s proud, round hips a firm squeeze. Finally, amid Xu Shiqi’s coquettish protests, he left, laughing triumphantly, his steps light as air.

In contrast, the class monitor in the room was left utterly exhausted. Having just experienced the ways of the world, she had been worked over by Chu Fei once more—far more intensely than the night before—leaving her completely overwhelmed…

Chu Fei was simply inhuman.

Xu Shiqi muttered angrily under her breath, but her eyes and brows showed no real displeasure. Instead, her gaze was dreamy, a classic look of someone who now knew the pleasures of intimacy and wished Chu Fei would return.

—

After grabbing a quick lunch, Chu Fei arrived at the company and, as expected, was immediately summoned to the boss’s office.

“Explain yourself. Why didn’t you come to work this morning?” Ximen Lu glared at Chu Fei with predatory eyes, as if she were about to devour him.

The ferocity startled Chu Fei. Wasn’t Ximen Lu’s reaction a bit too intense? She didn’t seem like an angry boss—more like a jealous wife who’d caught her husband having an affair.

Chu Fei gave an awkward laugh. “I woke up this morning with a sudden bout of diarrhea, so I stayed home to rest a bit.”

“Don’t lie. You didn’t go home last night,” Ximen Lu exposed his excuse without hesitation.

Chu Fei broke out in cold sweat. He suddenly remembered that this boss had shamelessly moved into his place, even occupying the only spacious bedroom.

Ximen Lu seemed to realize her attitude was a bit excessive. She snorted lightly, “I’m not angry about you not coming home. I’m disappointed in you. At your age, you should be working hard. How will you ever make something of yourself otherwise?”

Chu Fei’s expression became odd. If Ximen Lu hadn’t explained, he wouldn’t have thought much of it—but her explanation only made it more suspicious, like protesting too much.

Isn’t Ximen Lu a bit too invested in his affairs? She’s stricter than a wife managing her husband.

Chu Fei was inwardly frustrated but kept his composure, grinning. “Honestly, I didn’t dare come home. With you being so beautiful, I feel inferior beside you.”

“Nonsense! I don’t see any sign of inferiority in you!” Ximen Lu scolded. If it had been their first meeting, she might have believed him, but after several days’ acquaintance, she had a good grasp of Chu Fei’s character and wasn’t fooled.

“Old classmate, show some professionalism—you’re the boss,” Chu Fei reminded her kindly.

“Get out.”

Ximen Lu was even angrier, her crescent-shaped eyes unconsciously drifting to Chu Fei’s still-scarred lips. The sight made her angrier still, and she blurted out, “Chu Fei, I’m telling you, if you’re going to see women, do you have to be so obvious? You’re carrying the evidence on your face. Are you hoping everyone knows you’ve been fooling around?”

“Huh?” Chu Fei was stunned, staring at Ximen Lu in disbelief. Could she really deduce he’d been with a woman from a single scar?

“Huh what? Did you think I didn’t know you were out fooling around last night?” The more Ximen Lu spoke, the angrier she became, nearly losing control. “Chu Fei, as an old classmate, let me give you some advice: if you’re seeing women, at least make sure they’re adults. To harm underage girls—not just a matter of morality, but it’s illegal. If the police catch you, you’ll spend the rest of your life in prison.”

“What underage girls?”

Chu Fei was initially impressed by Ximen Lu’s perceptiveness, but now he was baffled. He’d been with Xu Shiqi all night, and just before coming had been with her again. Where were these underage girls?

“Don’t play dumb with me. You were flirting with two girls in the building yesterday, and I wasn’t the only one who saw you.” Ximen Lu became even angrier at Chu Fei’s feigned ignorance. “You’d better rein yourself in, or you’ll regret it if the police catch you,” she said, her face filled with distress.

Chu Fei broke out in cold sweat, finally understanding whom Ximen Lu meant: Lan Youyou and Xiao Mimi. He was thoroughly exasperated. So Ximen Lu’s intense reaction was because she thought he’d spent last night with two girls at once…

Heaven knows! Ximen Lu’s imagination was truly extraordinary.

“What? Still trying to deny it? I saw everything clearly, and so did plenty of others…” Seeing Chu Fei’s evasive gaze, Ximen Lu snorted coldly.

“Ximen Lu, you’ve really misunderstood. There’s nothing between me and those two girls,” Chu Fei explained with a wry smile.

“Nothing? Then where did you go last night, and how do you explain the injury on your lips?” Ximen Lu sneered.

“If I said I bit my lip accidentally while eating spicy skewers at lunch, would you believe me?” Chu Fei continued to smile wryly, of course unwilling to admit it was Xu Shiqi who’d bitten him.

“Get out!” Ximen Lu responded directly.

“Fine, I won’t explain the injury. Anyway, there’s nothing between me and those girls, and it’s not what you think. Believe it or not,” Chu Fei shrugged, giving up on explaining.

Seeing Chu Fei’s indifferent attitude only made Ximen Lu more furious, but she had no recourse. She wasn’t Chu Fei’s wife, after all, and really had no right to meddle so much. Even she wondered why she was so upset.

Grinding her teeth, Ximen Lu changed the subject. “Alright, let’s not talk about your overnight escapades. Let’s discuss your work. You’re a team leader now. If you don’t show up and don’t even notify anyone, what happens to the business team’s work?”

“Isn’t Zhang Qing in charge of Team Seven?” Chu Fei replied with a smile.

“You—”

Ximen Lu was left speechless, unable to retort for a moment.

“By the way, did anyone from Qingyan Studio come by today?” Chu Fei suddenly remembered the main business and asked.

“So you do remember Qingyan Studio.” Hearing his question, Ximen Lu became even more irritated. “Chu Fei, you’re quite the VIP. Today, Director Wu of Qingyan Studio personally came to Feilu, and you, the team leader responsible for business, weren’t even here. What kind of impression does that give Director Wu about our company?”

“What, did Wu Gang show off again?” Chu Fei’s brows furrowed.

“I’m talking about you showing off!” Ximen Lu felt powerless, gritting her teeth as she glared at Chu Fei.

Chu Fei grinned sheepishly, finally relaxing. “So, how did the negotiations with Qingyan Studio go? There should be good prospects, right?”

“Of course there are prospects. This time, Qingyan Studio made a killing.” Speaking of the collaboration, Ximen Lu’s mood lifted noticeably. She shot Chu Fei a playful look, striving not to argue with him, and spoke earnestly, “Director Wu came this morning to apologize for previous issues, and besides the cooperation with the young model, we signed several other projects. Wu Yong also made it clear: in the future, Qingyan Studio and Feilu may enter into long-term cooperation, with details to be decided later.” As she spoke, Ximen Lu’s lips curled into a smile. Achieving this partnership was exhilarating for her.

“Is that so?” Chu Fei nodded. The outcome matched his expectations.

“‘Is that so?’ Chu Fei, let me warn you: from now on, work seriously. You’re the leader of Team Seven, responsible for liaising with Qingyan Studio. This will be our company’s main project for some time. If you mess this up—”

Ximen Lu’s words were cut off by Chu Fei.

“My abilities are limited. Such an important position should go to someone more capable. I’d rather just be an ordinary employee.”

“Chu Fei, if you keep talking nonsense, I’ll smash your face in!” Ximen Lu suddenly stood up and grabbed the teacup on her desk.

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it, isn’t that enough?” Even Chu Fei was startled by her sudden movement, retreating two steps in surrender.

“Hmph, that’s more like it.”

Ximen Lu finally calmed down, glancing at Chu Fei with a hint of satisfaction. She lifted her teacup to her lips and took a delicate sip, almost provocatively, then said, “With Qingyan Studio’s support, Feilu will definitely rise to a new level.”

“Of course,” Chu Fei nodded. Ximen Lu wasn’t exaggerating. With Qingyan Studio’s reputation, Feilu’s development was inevitable. If used wisely, it could mean more than just a step up—it could soar to new heights. But it all depended on Ximen Lu’s business acumen and ambition…

“Looks like Feilu is going to expand,” Ximen Lu said, sitting down again and looking at Chu Fei with a solemn gaze. Her beautiful eyes burned with ambition and the fire of battle.

This woman’s ambition was greater than he’d imagined.

Chu Fei pursed his lips. He had worried that Ximen Lu’s ambition might be insufficient to seize this opportunity, but now he saw he’d been overly concerned. Her ambition was written all over her face. If she’d lived in ancient times, even if she didn’t become Empress Wu, she’d surely be an ambitious princess like Princess Taiping.

From then on, Ximen Lu no longer questioned Chu Fei about his overnight escapades or who he was seeing, but instead began discussing Feilu’s future development with him.

Chu Fei wasn’t surprised. Feilu was still a small company, always propped up by Ximen Lu alone. Though she had a few helpful assistants, they were merely minor characters. At this moment, she truly had no one she could fully trust or consult. Because of this, Chu Fei felt a surge of excitement—Ximen Lu’s actions treated him as one of her own.

“The biggest challenge now is funding. Feilu’s foundation is weak. Even with Qingyan Studio’s support, it’s difficult to hold on…” Ximen Lu looked at Chu Fei with genuine worry.

“That’s not hard. You can use creative financing. With Qingyan Studio’s brand as leverage, plenty of people will come knocking. Funding shouldn’t be a problem,” Chu Fei replied earnestly.

Ximen Lu’s eyes lit up, but she quickly shook her head. “You make it sound easy. I know what you mean, but pure creative financing isn’t realistic. No one’s a fool in this society.”

“Then take out a loan,” Chu Fei suggested. He could help Ximen Lu out with money himself—once this expansion crisis was passed, Feilu would soar. But that would certainly raise her suspicions: why would a mere employee have so much money?

Ximen Lu stared hard at Chu Fei, as if weighing his suggestion. After five minutes, she clenched her teeth, resolve flashing in her eyes. “Fine, I’ll mortgage Feilu. At least I can get a five-million loan. This time, I’ll go all in. Just once!”

Her determined expression sent a chill through Chu Fei.

This woman’s ambition was truly extraordinary.

ps:

Three things to mention:

1. Today there are only two chapters, no extra updates. It’s the new book period and the New Year, so I’m adjusting my pace, not daring to write too fast. These two chapters, including the unabridged content, total nearly nine thousand words—not too little, haha.

2. Just now, Xing’er calculated that nine chapters are owed from before, to be made up in three batches. Each time I have three chapters in reserve, I’ll upload five at once. That way, three times will cover all owed chapters. I’ll make up the updates as soon as possible, but the timing is uncertain. As always, it depends on my condition—can’t rush during the new book period, right? Quality comes first…

3. Today is Sunday, the last day of the week, with just two hours left. I checked, and the competition’s recommended votes have hardly increased, probably due to the owed chapters. Now the updates are here, so if you haven’t voted yet, hurry up; tomorrow’s Monday and the voting resumes. Don’t let your votes go to waste. There’s an entry point on the book’s homepage. I’m asking all brothers and sisters—Xing’er has already been scolded in the author group—now it’s up to you. I write, you vote, deal?