The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 644: 646: Mu Goddess Agrees to Lin Fei's Promotion to Family Head

Chapter 644: Chapter 646: Mu Goddess Agrees to Lin Fei’s Promotion to Family Head

A week flew by in the blink of an eye.

At the First Traditional Chinese Hospital of Zhonghai, Auntie Lan, who had been nursed in the senior recovery ward for a week, couldn’t stand the overly dull and silent atmosphere of the hospital.

She insisted on returning to the newly renovated Purple Garden Pavilion villa.

“It wasn’t a severe injury to begin with, and the doctors have said there’s nothing wrong now. Miss, son-in-law, please let me go home. Hospitals are depressing places, not suitable for us elderly.”

As soon as Auntie Lan finished speaking, Mu Shanshan, who had rushed to the hospital from the company with Lin Fei, her beauty ever so striking, rejected Auntie Lan’s request to be discharged with a cold voice, “No, you must wait until you are completely well before leaving!”

Although Auntie Lan had raised her from childhood, Mu Shanshan, burdened by her own exceptionally cold nature and the authority developed after taking control of the Mu Group,

remained the ice-queen CEO, even when dealing with Auntie Lan, a woman who could be called her absolute elder.

“I know my own body best. I am almost fully recovered and can leave the hospital. We can’t keep having the miss and son-in-law running between the company and the hospital just because of me. Since I am almost recovered and the house is also fixed, I can rest at home. That way you and son-in-law won’t have to visit the hospital every day, you can just go home after work.”

“No! You can’t leave the hospital until your wound is completely healed!”

“Miss, I really am recovered—”

“Auntie Lan, there’s no need to keep discussing this! I won’t let you leave the hospital until you are fully healed!”

Knowing full well the disposition of Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO, and after several unsuccessful attempts at persuasion, Auntie Lan could only cast a pleading look at Lin Fei, who stood beside Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO.

“Since Auntie Lan doesn’t want to stay in the hospital any longer, then—” Lin Fei, who originally intended to support Auntie Lan’s discharge, halted his words halfway, feeling the icy stare from Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO, filled with endless coldness and even traces of a murderous gaze.

Lin Fei, quite wisely, tried to mediate, “Auntie Lan, you’re thinking of us and wanting to go home soon, which is understandable. Shanshan wants you to be completely healed before going home, which is in your best interest, and that’s also understandable. Since you can’t agree, I propose we ask the doctor to come over. If the doctor thinks there’s no major issue with you leaving the hospital now, then there’s no need for us to stay. Of course, if the doctor thinks you should stay in the hospital, then Auntie Lan, you’ll just have to bear with it for a few more days. Anyway, Shanshan and I are quite used to staying at the hotel.”

That last sentence was clearly spoken for Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO, to hear.

Since the night they first checked into the Star Hotel near the hospital, which is part of the Red Valley Group, right after Su Qinglan, that stunning chairwoman, barged in and Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO, took the chance to escape,

Not once in seven days did Mu Shanshan, the ice-queen CEO, grant Lin Fei, her husband-in-name, any chance to be close to her. Clearly, what happened that first night, when Lin Fei nearly succeeded in overpowering her on the couch, left a profound impression and a note of caution in her.

“I’ll go ask the doctor.”

Lin Fei knew that his last words were an indirect reprimand for Mu Shanshan, and as ripples of unease appeared in her clear eyes, she took the initiative to stand up and go ask the doctor.

Madam, these past six months, you’ve been hard done by.”

After Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, left the sickroom, Aunt Lan suddenly spoke up to Lin Fei.

“Aunt Lan, why do you say that?”

Lin Fei, who had been quietly pondering over the fact that, although he stayed in the Star Hotel with his CEO wife Mu Shanshan, he had actually slept with Su Qinglan, the attractive Chairwoman of Red Valley Group. He was taken aback by Aunt Lan’s words.

“I didn’t know before, but after what happened that night, I could tell. Madam, you and the Chairwoman are both extraordinary people. If it weren’t for your men protecting me and Miss in secret, I’m afraid that night at the Purple Garden Pavilion, Miss and I might have met with disaster.”

“Aunt Lan, it’s what I should do.” Having thought Aunt Lan intended to bring up something else, Lin Fei let out a sigh of relief after her explanation and felt compelled to reassure her.

However, Aunt Lan did not seem to be looking for comfort and stopped Lin Fei with a wave of her hand, “Madam, you’ve misunderstood me. What I wanted to say wasn’t about you sending people to protect Miss and me in secret. It’s, rather, because Miss is quite cold by nature, and you often need to indulge her.”

“It’s certainly necessary to give and take in marriage. Before, not knowing that you, Madam, were a capable person yourself, I found it somewhat improper that Miss was so dominant at home. But since she’s not an ordinary person, I didn’t take it too seriously. However, now is different. I’ve realized that you, Madam, are also no ordinary person. Looking back now, over the six months since you married Miss, her dominance at home has indeed been somewhat unfair to you, Madam.”

Aunt Lan, like Mu Shanshan’s deceased mother, had a family mindset that leaned towards traditional. This was evident from Mu Shanshan’s mother who, after marrying Mu Hong, voluntarily stepped down from the management team of Mu Group and willingly became a housewife.

Influenced by this more traditional family view and realizing that Lin Fei was no ordinary man, Aunt Lan’s heart couldn’t help but be conscious of Mu Shanshan’s, the icy CEO’s, oftentimes excessively dominant behavior at home.

Thus, Aunt Lan unavoidably felt sympathy for Lin Fei’s situation.

“Since ancient times, men are responsible for external affairs, women for internal. I have nothing to say about the company matters that Miss manages, but regarding home matters, I think it would be better for you, Madam, to take charge more in the future.”

“Aunt Lan, I understand your point. However, you also know that I tend to be lazy. So much so that I’m just a placeholder at the company. If it weren’t for Shanshan turning a blind eye, I probably would’ve been fired long ago. As for what you mentioned about household matters, I think that’s even less necessary. There are only the three of us at home, and we can discuss and handle things together.”

As Lin Fei finished speaking, Mu Shanshan, who had left the sickroom earlier to speak with the doctor about whether Aunt Lan could be discharged, gracefully returned and stood firm in front of him.

“Aunt Lan is right, from now on, you take charge of our home matters, and I will try my best to accommodate you.”

The words of Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, dropped, and Lin Fei couldn’t help but be astonished. If he didn’t clearly know that his wife, CEO Mu Shanshan, possessed an exceptionally cool and detached demeanor that no one else could pretend, Lin Fei would have thought he was hallucinating…