Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 1604: Wu Di of the Anti-Fans (35)

An Ji is starting a new book, keeping himself locked in the room most of the day every day.

Chuzheng didn’t want to disturb him, so she subtly encouraged An Ji to ask Fei Xiu about borrowing Little Red Flower.

"We can adopt it ourselves..."

"No need!!"

Her love for petting has nothing to do with adopting!

An Ji had no choice but to ask Fei Xiu if he could borrow Little Red Flower for a while.

[Jiu Jiu Ling: What, you have a girlfriend now, and you’re still fighting with me over a dog?]

[Ji: My girlfriend wants to keep it for a bit.]

[Jiu Jiu Ling: ...]

Showing off!

Barefaced show off!!

[Jiu Jiu Ling: Can’t you guys just buy your own?]

It’s bad enough for a middle-aged man to be single, but now he’s even losing his dog?

[Ji: She doesn’t want to adopt. We’ll return it to you after a while.]

[Jiu Jiu Ling: Do you think my dog-son is just a thing!]

[Ji: So, will you lend it or not?]

[Jiu Jiu Ling: I’ll lend it for imported dog food!]

[Ji: Okay.]

Fei Xiu drove over the next day with Little Red Flower and brought a small box full of essentials.

Fei Xiu and Chuzheng are not part of the same circle, so he doesn’t pay much attention to the news and was not surprised to see Chuzheng.

Moreover, the news didn’t mention her name, only called her Ms. Chi. Without someone familiar, who would know that Ms. Chi refers to Chuzheng?

Fei Xiu glanced towards the kitchen and saw An Ji busy with something, then moved closer to Chuzheng.

"Little girl, when you previously asked me about An Ji, were you interested in him?"

"He’s originally mine."

Two question marks appeared on Fei Xiu’s forehead.

A few seconds later, Fei Xiu clapped his leg, "So you had an eye on him from the start?"

Chuzheng: "..."

You are an elder, whatever makes you happy.

But Fei Xiu wasn’t wrong, she did have her eyes on An Ji from the start.

After all, he’s her Good Person Card!

Fei Xiu mumbled for a while, finally, in the spirit of a father protecting his child, "An Ji is not a casual person. If you’re just playing, I advise you to stop now."

"I’m not playing." How could a Good Person Card be a plaything! It’s clearly for pampering!

"That’s good." Fei Xiu snorted, "If I find out you’re being unkind to him, little girl, don’t blame Uncle for being ruthless."

Chuzheng: "..."

Good Person Cards are the ones who have hurt me, when have I ever hurt one?

I’m such a dedicated little soul; you won’t find another one like me if you search high and low!

"What are you talking about?"

An Ji emerged from the kitchen, looking suspiciously at the two sitting closely together.

Both moved apart at the same time, as if avoiding each other.

"Nothing, just chatting." Fei Xiu said, "What are you making that smells so good?"

"Sweet and sour ribs, Chuzheng said she wanted to eat them."

Fei Xiu’s mouth twitched. At his age, he can’t stand such displays of affection, wants to break them up.

Ultimately, the middle-aged man suppressed his urge and ended up joining them for a meal, wisely leaving early to avoid being fed more dog food.

-

With Little Red Flower around, Chuzheng didn’t pay much attention to An Ji.

Of course, since An Ji spent every day locked in the room writing, he only had specific times anyway.

Previously, An Ji might just have settled for instant noodles, but with Chuzheng here, food was delivered every day and An Ji had to come out to eat.

An Ji also noticed that Chuzheng didn’t like feeding Little Red Flower, always needed reminding.

"Baby, you can’t just pet him and not feed him."

An Ji came out to find Little Red Flower hungry and pawing the carpet, quickly preparing food while helplessly reminding Chuzheng.

"Oh."

Chuzheng responded nonchalantly, whether she remembered or not, only she knew.

The next day, An Ji came out to find that Chuzheng had bought an automatic feeding machine, filled with dog food.

If Little Red Flower got hungry, it could press twice, and the dog food would dispense automatically.

Chuzheng taught it somehow, and now Little Red Flower had learned...

An Ji: "..."

-

A month later.

"Miss Chi?"

Chuzheng received a call late at night, carefully moved An Ji’s hand aside to take the call outside.

"I have the latest update here, don’t know if Miss Chi wants to see it now?"

Chuzheng glanced at the room, gave an address.

Chuzheng returned to the room to change clothes, uncertain of her return time, left a note for An Ji, kissed him, and then left.

When Chuzheng arrived, the other party was already there.

She’d hired several people to monitor Wan Ying and Luo Xing, this was just one of them.

"Miss Chi..."

The man was smoking, saw Chuzheng’s car approaching, immediately extinguished the cigarette, got in.

"What’s the news?"

The man tapped his phone a couple of times; soon, a conversation was playing inside the car.

Chuzheng had been missing for so long, neither seen alive nor dead, Luo Xing and Wan Ying probably assumed she’d died, wouldn’t return, hence were quickly getting restless.

This was their conversation.

The content surprised Chuzheng; they were planning to harm Mr. Chi.

Mr. Chi not only got cuckolded, was raising someone else’s son, now they didn’t spare his life either.

Too pitiful.

After listening, and her internal dialogues ended, Chuzheng maintained a stern face asking the other side, "Is this all there is, just the recording?"

"Just the recording."

"Send it to me."

"Miss Chi...what about the payment?"

Chuzheng turned around, took out a bag, tossed it to him, he opened it, found no issues, immediately transferred the recording to Chuzheng.

"Miss Chi, need me to continue monitoring?"

"No need."

That should be enough.

The other party was visibly disappointed; after all, Chuzheng paid well and this business was as good as completing several regular jobs.

-

"This meeting, be extra careful, ensure no mistakes..."

Mr. Chi was walking out of the elevator with his entourage, instructing his assistant.

Someone opened the car door for Mr. Chi, he got in, only to find someone inside.

Mr. Chi’s pupils slightly contracted: "You..."

Chuzheng turned to reveal her face: "Mr. Chi, it’s me."

Mr. Chi: "..."

Mr. Chi: "!!!"

Mr. Chi’s breath quickened, suspicious he was encountering a ghost.

If not for his years of experience in business strengthening his nerves, Mr. Chi wouldn’t remain calm now, swallowed: "You...weren’t you dead?! Are you human or ghost?"

Chuzheng: "Does Mr. Chi wish I was dead?"

Mr. Chi: "..."

The driver’s side door in front opened; the driver was about to get in. Mr. Chi snapped back, lowly huffed. The driver, confused, innocently closed the door.

Mr. Chi scrutinized Chuzheng; everything seemed like a living person.

Confirming she was alive, anger surged: "You are alive, why didn’t you return? Where have you been for more than a month? Do you know your grandmother is still in the hospital?"

Chuzheng: "I went to gather evidence for Mr. Chi." I’m such a good person.

Mr. Chi: "??"