Chapter 30: A Stirring Turmoil

"Shameless!" Li Jiuwei dodged his advances.

"Cooperate, and I'll be gentle. Otherwise—" he threatened, moving closer with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

He could smell the alluring fragrance on Li Jiuwei.

Retaining the last shred of reason, Li Jiuwei lowered her head and bit down on his arm until the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth.

Jiang Huaiting, stung by pain, flung her away and lifted his left arm to see the bloody imprint of her teeth.

Li Jiuwei ignored the fury blazing in his eyes. She found a pair of scissors and stabbed them hard into her own arm.

Ruthless, decisive!

She was truly merciless!

Jiang Huaiting was utterly stunned.

He stared deeply at her; realizing she would rather hurt herself than risk him, a surge of anger threatened to burst from his head.

In that moment, Jiang Huaiting stopped his outrageous behavior.

He tried to calm the fire burning in his chest. "You really don't want to be my woman that much?"

"I don't," Li Jiuwei replied, her voice unwavering. "Jiang Huaiting, if you still want to leave me with any good impression of you, let me go immediately."

She pressed her hand against her wounded arm, staring steadily at him.

The atmosphere in the room became taut and strange.

For the first time, Jiang Huaiting saw a cold indifference in her eyes.

He glanced at her bloodstained arm and let out a mocking laugh.

He walked to the door, took out the key, and unlocked it.

Li Jiuwei cast a deep glance at the key in the door, then walked out without looking back.

As she descended the stairs, her eyes met those of Jiang’s mother below.

"You—"

"Mrs. Jiang, I won't pursue what happened today. This repays you for all the kindness you've shown me over the years. But if there’s ever a next time, I won’t be so merciful."

Jiang’s mother steadied herself, watching Li Jiuwei’s departing figure, then turned and snapped, "That was such a good opportunity—are you an idiot? You'll never get another chance like that!"

"Mother... do you regret it? She’s the girl you cherished for so many years."

"I don’t regret it. What I regret most is not adding something extra. Between my son and an outsider, I choose my son. Everything I do is for the family’s interests. Huaiting, without the shares she holds, you’ll always be controlled by others. Everything I calculated has been ruined because of you!"

She blamed him—feminine compassion would only destroy him.

"I had a plan. You shouldn’t have acted on your own."

"Your plan isn’t as direct as mine. Huaiting, you’d better look after yourself." Still seething, she immediately called for a bodyguard to take her back to the old house.

Behind them, Jiang Huaiting stared at his mother’s retreating figure, his rage burning with nowhere to go.

Li Jiuwei, having escaped, drove straight to the hospital. Coincidentally, Feng Su called at that moment, immediately sensing something wrong in her tone.

Five minutes later.

Feng Su intercepted Li Jiuwei’s car. Seeing the wound on her arm, his face turned grim. "We’re going to the hospital first."

"I’m not going—Feng Su, take me back to the villa. I—I can’t hold on much longer."

Her cheeks were flushed, a feverish allure shimmering in her eyes. Her skin burned with heat.

Suppressing his concern, Feng Su drove back at breakneck speed. As soon as they entered, Li Jiuwei threw herself into his arms, kissing him with a passion that nearly unraveled him.

He held her as they sat, swiftly taking out medical supplies to dress her wound, but she clung to him like a mermaid.

"Be good, let me bandage you first."

"Hurry—" she pleaded, tormented by discomfort. Feng Su, rarely, let a smile curl on his lips.

When he finished bandaging her, Li Jiuwei’s last vestiges of rationality were already lost.

To have such a beauty in his arms was nothing short of torture.

Feng Su cradled her, gazing into her misty eyes, a smile playing at his lips. "Tonight, shall we try it on the table?"

"Yes, I’ll do whatever you say… Your clothes, why are they so hard to take off today—" Her impatient, chaotic movements made him love her all the more.

When her eyes reddened with frustration, Feng Su finally laid her on the table.

Li Jiuwei gripped his hand anxiously. "Are you… are you really up to it or not…?"

The corner of Feng Su’s mouth twitched; he let out a cold, dangerous laugh. "Sister… don’t cry…"

With that, he bent down and kissed her.

They lost themselves in each other, passion and tenderness unfolding.

When Li Jiuwei awoke the next morning, she blinked—he was already gone. The wildness of last night flashed before her eyes—her and Feng Su’s madness.

She climbed out of bed on shaky legs. Everywhere she looked, the traces of last night’s escapades lingered—he’d forced her to try all sorts of things in all sorts of places!

Downstairs, a meal awaited on the table. On her phone, a message from Feng Su:

[Had to leave for work. Get some rest.]

As she ate her breakfast, a message from Shen Tang popped up.

[Weiwei, go on Weibo right now. Does Jiang Huaiting have no shame… he actually announced your engagement!]

Li Jiuwei logged onto Weibo and found Jiang Huaiting’s post.

Jiang Huaiting V: I have long been engaged to the heiress of the Li Group, @Li Jiuwei. For certain reasons, we did not make it public before. Now that the time is right, we are preparing for marriage and wish to share this happy news. At the same time, I hope everyone will refrain from spreading rumors about Jiuwei. No matter what, my wife will always be Jiuwei!

After reading it, Li Jiuwei’s face turned ashen.

Jiang Huaiting knew perfectly well she wanted to break off the engagement, yet chose this moment to make it public.

Both of them were fairly well-known, and the news quickly drew a crowd of onlookers.

[Mr. Jiang is so domineering. I love it! There aren’t many men who dare declare their love like this on Weibo.]

[Crying, my favorite couple came true. I’m so touched (╥╯^╰╥)]

[Why wasn’t it announced earlier? I sense something fishy here.]

…

Li Jiuwei frowned. What madness had seized Jiang Huaiting? They couldn’t stand each other.

The post sparked a wave of debate.

When Feng Su saw the post, he dialed a number. "I want all cooperation with the Jiang Group terminated."

"Young master… I’m afraid that’s not possible. The vice president already agreed…"

Feng Huang was involved, making things tricky, but Feng Su had enough power to override even him and destroy the partnership with the Jiang Group.

Back then—

He hadn’t known the relationship between Li Jiuwei and Jiang Huaiting, and had been secretly helping Li Jiuwei all along.

Now, the Jiang Group was unworthy, and Jiang Huaiting even less so!

After hanging up, Feng Su still felt unsettled.

He sent Li Jiuwei a message.

[Sister, the family flag stands firm at home, and outside, the colorful flags flutter.]

[Are you being sarcastic with me?]

[Shouldn’t you give me an explanation, sister?]

Li Jiuwei stared at his last message but didn’t reply.

What mattered now was clearing things up.

She quickly drafted a Weibo post and published it at once. With that done, she grabbed her bag and set off to recruit new talent.

Little did she know, her post would spark an uproar.

Jiang Huaiting stared at Li Jiuwei’s post, his expression growing darker by the moment. His assistant nervously approached. "Mr. Jiang… this document needs your signature…"

"Get out!"

The assistant fled with the papers. Just then, Li Xinchun rushed in, panic-stricken. "Huaiting, what do we do? People have already dug up my background. I… I’ve really become a homewrecker in everyone’s eyes. Huaiting, you have to do something—I can’t let my reputation be ruined!"