CHAPTER 105: CHAPTER 105: SUPPRESSING THE HYPE 1

Leaving the fashion week venue, Su Lingzhi turned her head to look back and saw him following behind her. "Why are you following me?"

"What can I do to you? Fu Yinli asked me to protect you."

He looked like he was speaking reluctantly.

Su Lingzhi curled her lips, wondering what Xiaoxi saw in him.

She said in a calm voice, "Young master of the Shao Family, delicate and precious, you better not show off."

Shao Ming gritted his teeth, "If it weren’t for his sake, do you think I’d come all this way to ensure your safety?"

"I don’t need your protection. Don’t end up being a burden if something dangerous really happens."

With that, Su Lingzhi got into a bodyguard car and returned to the hotel.

Shao Ming watched the car with deep-set eyes, took a sharp drag from his cigarette, and immediately called Fu Yinli.

He answered while getting into a bodyguard car to follow her.

"Your woman is really something; she dismissed me with just a few words. Arranging bodyguards for her wasn’t enough, and now you called me over to treat her like an ancestor. You’re going overboard with the protection."

"Did you two have a fight?" Fu Yinli’s voice came through.

"At the Lyrae men’s wear show, you should check online to see what she did, and you’ll understand why we argued after you see it."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was a busy signal.

Shao Ming glared at the darkened screen, "Fine, you two are both something else."

Lyrae show live replay was trending, right at the top without needing to search.

However, Fu Yinli watched a two-minute live clip.

[I’m tired of saying envy. Don’t you think they look really good together standing side by side? Seeing them makes the whole world seem beautiful.]

[The couple we ship is on stage together, James really loves Lindie...]

[Be together! Be together!]

[Are you guys crazy? Lindie already has a boyfriend.]

[...]

Fu Yinli’s eyes darkened as he put down what he was holding onto the desk.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

He coldly said, "Come in."

As soon as Xiao Li entered, he sensed something was off. He calmly walked up to Fu Yinli and reported, "President Fu, the Yan City branch case has been filed. Fu Kuangzheng absconded with the money overnight."

"Which country?"

"Currently unknown."

Hearing this, Fu Yinli pondered calmly for a while and then spoke indifferently, "Send someone to watch the abandoned docks in England."

Xiao Li asked, "And how do we handle the branch?"

Family feuds inevitably affect the entire group, which is why the Fu Family has been declining over the years. Now, he’s the only one holding it up.

"If it falls, it falls. Just follow the standard procedures."

One sentence, as if it were nothing, with no hint of regret for the hard-earned network of industries from his ancestors.

In the hands of those in power, money is just a tool; the survival of a branch doesn’t mean much to him.

Moreover, Fu Kuangzheng has done all sorts of wrongs; if the heavens don’t punish him, it’s only fitting that he fell into the hands of one of their own. President Fu’s actions of "sacrificing family for the greater good" inevitably invite criticism.

At present, it seems he doesn’t care about these things.

Although he’s been with President Fu for years, he still can’t grasp the intricate and ever-changing thoughts of those in power.

Ultimately, Xiao Li just nodded in acknowledgment, "Understood," without saying much.

Before leaving, he was suddenly called back.

He saw the person in the massage chair slightly lift his eyelids and command in a deep voice, "Remove the hype on the Lyrae Paris fashion show online."

"This..." Xiao Li looked troubled and reminded him, "Rika is an English noble, offending her might not be in your favor."

"It doesn’t matter."

Xiao Li hesitated for a moment but didn’t dare disobey, "I’ll do it right away."

Removing the hype from someone’s show like that, isn’t that going against Lyrae?

Su Lingzhi is also part of Lyrae, isn’t she? Aren’t you afraid her future mother-in-law won’t let her marry you because of this?

Xiao Li couldn’t help but worry about that.

When he later got people to remove the hype, he realized President Fu’s intentions.

...

The hotel wasn’t far from the show, and it took Su Lingzhi only about five or six minutes to get there by car.

After getting out of the car, she looked at the four bodyguard cars that followed, feeling that this move was a bit too exaggerated.

She ignored them and went back to the hotel to rest.

In the middle of the night, she heard the sound of the doorbell.

Su Lingzhi was startled awake from her sleep.

At this time, the doorbell continued to ring incessantly, echoing eerily in the dark, silent night, causing her to shrink under the covers with her scalp tingling.

Perhaps because of Lili’s series of measures to protect her safety, it made her more anxious about this unexpected incident.

Eventually, she couldn’t stand it any longer, turned on the light, put on some clothes, and, suppressing her fear, walked out of the bedroom; the closer she got to the door, the more intensely her heart pounded.

Peering through the peephole, a familiar voice suddenly burst out.

"Middle of the night and you’re not sleeping, why come here to ring someone’s doorbell?"

In the corridor, Shao Ming leaned casually against the door frame, arms crossed, leisurely watching the man in a black baseball cap facing him from the opposite side.

At the same time, all the bodyguards on the floor rushed out, their defensive and oppressive aura sweeping over.

The man in the cap instantly panicked, slowly stepping back a little. Turning around to meet Shao Ming’s gaze, he nonchalantly said, "I went to the wrong floor."

He spoke in French, which no one there seemed to understand.

The cap obscured his face, and as he attempted to walk out with a hand in his pocket, bodyguards surrounded him in no time, restraining him with little effort.

A knife fell to the floor with a dull thud.

Shao Ming leisurely walked over, bent down to pick up the knife, and looked up at the vicious eyes, asking in English, "Who sent you here?"

The man in the cap glared fiercely at him, clenching his teeth without speaking.

Shao Ming took a deep breath, stood up, and instructed, "Take him to another place for questioning. Don’t disturb the little ancestor’s sleep."

The scene moved to a room, and as the door closed, the corridor quickly became quiet.

Outside the door, Su Lingzhi listened with lingering fear. Luckily, someone was there to protect her; otherwise, she truly had no idea what that person with a knife wanted in the middle of the night.

On her first day in Paris, she had already encountered such an incident—what about the next two days...

After hesitating for a while, she eventually chose to open the door and look at Shao Ming, who was standing at her doorstep.

"You really woke the little ancestor," he said with the same casual, flippant tone as before.

Su Lingzhi didn’t bother to argue with him about it and gratefully said, "Thanks for the rescue just now."

"No need to thank me; if you want to thank someone, thank your Lili." Shao Ming shifted his gaze away, reassuring in a monotonous voice, "Rest easy and sleep."

After speaking, he walked towards that room.

Honestly, Fu Yinli, having mingled in the business world for years, had seen all kinds of things. Yet, he still couldn’t understand why Fu Yinli fancied her.

Was it because she’s young and easy to manipulate?

She didn’t seem that easy to manipulate.