Chapter 57: The Scavenger

"Afraid I'd act on impulse and get into a fistfight with Zhang Fuqiang?" Chu Feng sat down opposite him and quite naturally picked up one of Ma Long's cigarettes.

"It seems you are much more steady than I imagined."

"Is it about Qian Kai? He's not dead." Chu Feng said.

As soon as these words were spoken, Ma Long's expression darkened instantly: "That brat covered himself with Cui Wengen's corpse, too cunning! Now the whole city can't find him!"

Chu Feng's heart sank.

If Qian Kai was not dead, then he was essentially a ticking time bomb.

It would be fine if he found him himself, but if Zhang Fuqiang discovered him first, Chu Feng's entire plan would collapse!

"So, Qian Kai is the most crucial person right now." Chu Feng picked up a dart from the table and gave it a casual toss; the dart flew straight into the target on the wall.

Ma Long stood up: "Ever since I founded this House of Treasures, I also created an organization called the Scavengers."

"Specially helping people clean up loose ends?"

"That's right." Ma Long sighed. "The last place Qian Kai was seen is right here..."

Ma Long tossed out a map of Jiangcheng with a red circle on it, marking the location as Crescent Bar!

Chu Feng took the map and tucked it into his pocket. "I understand. How is the old man doing?"

"Rest assured, I've assigned a private doctor to look after him around the clock, and his condition is steadily improving," Ma Long said.

Chu Feng nodded and left the House of Treasures.

Basically, Chu Feng had figured out the pattern of Zhang Fuqiang's plans.

Zhang Fuqiang should also be aware of Old Man Sun's disappearance and know that someone was targeting him in secret.

Clearly, he had connected Li Xueli, the mechanical hard drive, and Old Man Sun together, concluding that someone was targeting Dingsheng Group.

Of course, Zhang Fuqiang probably couldn't even imagine in his wildest dreams that it was a whole group of people targeting him.

Returning home.

Li Xueli had prepared a table full of dishes as usual.

Without a word, seeing Chu Feng open the door and enter, she offered him a tender embrace.

"Come, I made today..."

Li Xueli was about to speak, but she sensed that Chu Feng was a bit different from usual.

"Chu Feng?" Li Xueli paused, standing on tiptoe to kiss Chu Feng, but this time Chu Feng refused.

"Sister Xueli, sit down, let's talk." Chu Feng sat down at the dining table.

Li Xueli bit her lip, but still sat opposite Chu Feng.

She lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong.

Chu Feng looked at the dishes on the table.

Three dishes and one soup, all of them highly nourishing.

Oyster omelet, stir-fried pork kidneys, braised mutton, and a bowl of sea cucumber and radish soup.

Chu Feng picked up a piece of the oyster omelet. It tasted good; it seemed Li Xueli's culinary skills had improved a lot.

Suddenly, Chu Feng grabbed Li Xueli's wrist and saw a band-aid on her injured finger.

"What happened?" Chu Feng asked.

"I always prick myself when shucking oysters." Li Xueli pulled her hand back.

Chu Feng was silent for a moment, gazing at Li Xueli's pretty face. "Sister, you know what I'm going to say."

Li Xueli was not stupid; on the contrary, she was quite smart.

After all, in the past, she had been an internet celebrity model, and anyone who could make a successful career in the modeling industry was far from simple.

Li Xueli bit her lip, walked to the bedroom, and took a hard drive out of the wardrobe.

When Chu Feng saw this hard drive, which had a capacity of a full 300 gigabytes, he felt that this hard drive was probably not simple.

Even the best graphics cards at present were only the 2080 Ti, so a 300GB hard drive was neither exceptionally good nor particularly bad.

What concerned Chu Feng more was the contents inside the hard drive.

"I've looked at it. It's all some videos and bills that Zhang Fuqiang put in there," Li Xueli said.

"Videos and bills?" Chu Feng frowned.

Li Xueli nodded. "He used threats and coercion, recording videos to force others to do business with him. These are all videos."

"And the bills?" Chu Feng asked.

"The bills are on his company's computer. I didn't have time back then..." Li Xueli said. "I lied to you, I'm sorry, but I just wanted to secure some insurance for myself. If I were caught by Zhang Fuqiang, the contents of this hard drive might buy me a way out."

Chu Feng took a deep breath. He didn't blame Li Xueli.

Put in her position, without any means of self-preservation, Chu Feng would also keep some trump cards hidden away.

After all, in today's society, even brothers could turn against each other, and husbands and wives constantly schemed against one another for property; trust had become a very rare commodity.

Chu Feng handed the hard drive back to Li Xueli. "Take it and make a copy..."

"You don't blame me?" Li Xueli was very surprised; she had already prepared herself to be driven away by Chu Feng.

Chu Feng smiled. "It's my fault for not giving you enough sense of security. The mistake is mine as well."

Hearing this, Li Xueli's body trembled slightly. She never expected Chu Feng to say such words.

She threw herself emotionally at Chu Feng: "Chu Feng!"

"Aah, the hard drive is almost going to drop!" Chu Feng said helplessly.

Yet as he held Li Xueli, the intense heat in his gaze quickly faded away.

By now, Li Xueli's defenses against him should probably be zero.

He gently stroked Li Xueli's back; her back remained smooth and well-proportioned.

Chu Feng vaguely touched her waist; the skin was delicate and as tender as if it could be broken by a mere touch.

"If anything happens in the future, just tell me directly." Chu Feng inhaled the charming, mature scent of Li Xueli.

"This hard drive, plus the evidence you collected earlier, and Old Man Sun—is that still not enough?" Li Xueli said. She longed so much for Zhang Fuqiang to fall right now.

Only when he fell could Li Xueli walk under the sunlight once more and live as a true person.

"Still not enough. Zhang Fuqiang's subordinates have a mature legal team. We need at least his transfer records to thoroughly expose all his hidden accounts." Chu Feng patted Li Xueli's shoulder.

Li Xueli obediently sat down on a chair beside Chu Feng.

She wiped away her tears and looked at Chu Feng with slightly hazy eyes. "Then can I ask you a small favor?"

"Hmm?" Chu Feng took a sip of the soup.

Li Xueli smiled playfully. "It's almost October. After the Chinese New Year, I'll be thirty-two... I want to have a child when I'm thirty-two..."

Li Xueli's gaze was so tender it seemed as if it could melt Chu Feng away.

Chu Feng nearly spat out his soup. He coughed and said, "Well, Sister... it's still too early for that."

From Chu Feng's perspective, however, ever since he rescued Li Xueli from the old warehouse, this woman had probably started taking him seriously for real.

"Early?" The smile on Li Xueli's face gradually faded.

"Let's talk about it after your engagement to Zhang Fuqiang is annulled." To avoid disappointing Li Xueli, Chu Feng added.

"Okay, I'll go to the bathroom and run a bath for you. By the way... I've prepared one or two movies on the projector, tonight we can watch them while we..." Li Xueli bit her lip.

Chu Feng glanced at Li Xueli's slender figure. "No wonder you made me such a lavish dinner, you had other motives all along!"

Li Xueli scampered straight to the bedroom, quietly took out a needle, and pierced a few blue packaging bags.