The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 163 - 163 163 Throwing Oneself into One's Arms

163: Chapter 163: Throwing Oneself into One’s Arms 163: Chapter 163: Throwing Oneself into One’s Arms It was still early to leave work when Mu Shanshan sent Lin Fei packing out of the president’s office.

With nothing else to do, Lin Fei thought it had been a while since he’d paid a visit to that captivating Shen Peini.

Without hesitation, he made a beeline for the seventeenth floor where Shen Peini’s office was located.

Speaking of which, ever since Shen Peini was promoted to head of the marketing department, Lin Fei hadn’t really seen her at the company.

To be specific, it seemed like, since their last encounter at the Red Valley International Hotel, Shen Peini was worried about Lin Fei seeking revenge, and she had apparently been intentionally avoiding him all this time.

With this thought in mind, Lin Fei couldn’t help but quicken his pace and soon arrived at the seventeenth floor where Shen Peini’s office was located.

Knocking on doors wasn’t exactly in line with Mr.

Lin’s style.

So when he got to Shen Peini’s office, Lin Fei pushed the door open and entered directly.

As Lin Fei pushed open the door and saw the full view inside Shen Peini’s office, the quips he had prepared for her suddenly stopped short!

The scene before him completely matched his memory of Shen Peini.

However, the additional person beside Shen Peini was entirely beyond Lin Fei’s expectations.

Even if there had been an unfamiliar man in Shen Peini’s office, Lin Fei wouldn’t have stumbled over his words halfway through.

Even if the one sitting next to Shen Peini had been his own president wife Mu Shanshan, Lin Fei could have brazenly finished his sentence.

Unfortunately, God had played a big joke on Lin Fei.

The person sitting next to Shen Peini was none other than her aunt, Shen Fanghua—the executive director of Mu Group, who had staunchly supported Mu Shanshan’s employee shareholding plan during the last high-level meeting with the firm.

The still-charming Shen Fanghua clearly recognized Mr.

Lin, who had made a scene in the boardroom not long before.

However, she didn’t make any move to speak, her meaningful gaze sizing up Lin Fei, who had barged in unexpectedly—it was clear she wanted to see how he would extricate himself from this situation.

“Vice Minister Shen, you’ve really disappointed me.

You said you would repay me for the clothes I bought you within three days.

It’s been several days now, almost two weeks, and you still haven’t repaid me.” If it were anyone else in this situation, they would likely flee in panic, but Lin Fei could not be judged by ordinary standards.

Being thick-faced had its advantages.

“Ma’am, at first glance, I can tell that you’re a reasonable person.

Please judge this for me.” After loudly accusing Shen Peini of not repaying her debt, Lin Fei turned his mournful face to Shen Fanghua.

“We’re all from the same company, bound to run into each other.

If I weren’t really out of money for food, why would I come here personally to ask for it?”

It was bad enough that she had run in so rashly, but before anyone knew it, the conversation shifted to imply that she, Vice Minister Shen, was defaulting on a debt.

What a joke.

In Shen Peini’s memory,

If Lin Fei kept on talking, who knew to what extent he would smear her name.

Just as Shen Peini was about to speak up to expose and refute Lin Fei, Shen Fanghua beat her to it.

“Oh, really?

I wonder how much my niece, Shen Peini, owes Vice Minister Lin?” Although she was well aware that Lin Fei was most likely putting on an act, his exaggerated yet fitting expressions and words somewhat pleased Shen Fanghua.

Being a woman, especially at a time when her prime was fading, she tended to take these matters more seriously.

Clearly, Lin Fei’s intentional or unintentional reference to “ma’am” had somewhat won over Shen Fanghua.

Seeing Shen Fanghua taking the bait and not immediately throwing him out on his ear, Lin Fei’s lax and lazy demeanor slowly receded.

“Shen Peini doesn’t owe me much, just the latter half of her life.”

Lin Fei’s words left the two women of the Shen family stunned.

Shen Fanghua was taken aback at how quickly Lin Fei turned the conversation, finding herself somewhat unable to gauge the situation.

Shen Peini, on the other hand, was utterly moved by Lin Fei’s affectionate words.

A woman’s feelings are very delicate, and the mature and knowledgeable Shen Peini was no exception.

At first listen, Lin Fei’s words seemed nonsensical, even disjointed.

However, Shen Peini discerned a continuous thread of affection in his seemingly random speech.

“You owe me not much, just the latter half of your life.” The only kind of debt that requires a person’s latter life to repay is a debt of emotion—an emotional bond!

To owe an emotional bond means there must be affections!

Why else would she repeatedly gravitate towards Lin Fei if not for this single word—love?

Shen Peini liked Lin Fei, and one could even say she was set on him.

Now, Lin Fei’s words, in Shen Peini’s eyes, were an acknowledgment of her, even tantamount to a confession!

Because of what Lin Fei said, Shen Peini’s heart stirred, her slender and enchanting phoenix eyes misty with emotion.

At this moment, within Shen Peini’s beautiful eyes, there was nothing else—only the seemingly frail figure of Lin Fei solidly etched in her heart.

At this moment, in Shen Peini’s personal world of feelings, Lin Fei was absolutely the only one!

Even her blood-related aunt, momentarily neglected by the woman.

Sitting next to her aunt, Shen Peini’s slender and enchanting phoenix eyes fixed straight on Lin Fei, brimming with tender affection.

When feelings reach an extreme, the mind moves.

When the mind reaches an extreme, hearts connect.

This is the epitome of telepathy between kindred spirits!