The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 647: 649: Mao Sui Volunteers to Cook for the Goddess

Chapter 647: Chapter 649: Mao Sui Volunteers to Cook for the Goddess

Nima, what the hell is going on?!

A trial meeting? Mistresses plotting? The official wife taking down the mistress?!

It must be a hallucination!

Compared to the three women Mu Shanshan, Lin Fei, who only wore boxers downstairs, seemed more puzzled and speechless. Suddenly seeing Ling Weiwei and Shen Peini, the two beautiful ministers, in his own home undoubtedly added to his agony and reluctance.

Even Lin Fei subconsciously thought it was his own hallucination!

Clearly, the unexpected appearance of Shen Peini and Ling Weiwei, the two beautiful ministers, gave Lin Fei quite a shock.

After all, it wasn’t at the company.

On a weekend, Ling Weiwei and Shen Peini suddenly showed up at his home, and they even seemed to be laughing and chatting with Mu Shanshan, the president wife.

If Lin Fei hadn’t had a private affair with Ling Weiwei and Shen Peini, the scene in the living room would have been very pleasing to his eyes.

Unfortunately, “if” could only be an “if.”

After pinching himself several times to confirm that this scene in the living room was not a hallucination, Lin Fei decisively turned around and went upstairs.

The world of women was just too complicated, and without a clear understanding of the situation, Lin Fei felt it was necessary to go back to his room to calm down.

Otherwise, if he misspoke after going downstairs, he could get himself into an irrecoverable predicament.

Normally at home, just dealing with Mu Shanshan, the CEO wife, was already enough to handle. Any slip-up was enough for Lin Fei to get into big trouble.

Now, with Shen Peini and Ling Weiwei added to the mix, who had intimate affairs with him, any misstep could be disastrous for Lin Fei.

Speak of which, if Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, really investigated his private affairs with Shen Peini and Ling Weiwei,

That alone would be enough to doom Lin Fei.

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“It’s my fault for not informing my son-in-law in advance that we had guests at home. Miss Ling, Miss Shen, please don’t take it to heart.”

Similarly, because Shen Peini stared intently with her captivating eyes, noticing Lin Fei only wearing boxers wanting to come downstairs, Aunty Lan spoke out after Lin Fei turned back upstairs, trying to defuse the awkward conversation atmosphere caused by Lin Fei’s unexpected appearance.

“Aunty Lan, it’s not your fault; it’s his own problem for not listening and loving to oversleep.” Unlike Aunty Lan’s earnest protection, Mu Shanshan, who felt quite embarrassed by her cheap husband’s sudden descent, didn’t try to defend Lin Fei. In front of Ling Weiwei and Shen Peini, she frankly scolded her cheap husband.

“Miss, you can’t speak like that. I suppose the son-in-law is overly tired these days since he’s been running between the hospital and company while I was hospitalized.”

Aunt Lan, unaware of the private relationships between Lin Fei, Shen Peini, and Ling Weiwei, intended to salvage Ssome of Lin Fei’s reputation in front of the two women. Alas, she was hindered by her displeasure with the inappropriate relationships Lin Fei, her cheap husband, had with Shen Peini and Ling Weiwei. Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, clearly had no intention of covering for Lin Fei.

“Aunt Lan, stop making excuses for him. Minister Ling and Minister Shen are not blind to what he’s like.”

“CEO Mu is joking, Vice Minister Lin—has quite a good reputation in the company.”

“CEO Shen is right, Vice Minister Lin acts a bit casually, but he is indeed well-liked in the company.”

Following the overly resentful tone of Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, Shen Peini, the breathtaking beauty, along with Ling Weiwei, the beautiful minister, successively mentioned Lin Fei’s popularity in the company as an excuse, symbolically glossing over the incident where Lin Fei had come downstairs wearing only boxers.

“If he could really gain popularity in the company based on his abilities, I wouldn’t merely place him in a nominal position at the Security Department. If only he could—”

“My dear wife Shanshan, speaking ill of your husband behind his back is not a good habit.”

While Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, thought about her cheap husband, Lin Fei, because of the conversation about his good reputation in the company initiated by Shen Peini and Ling Weiwei, and felt somewhat resentful, Lin Fei, who had initially come downstairs wearing only boxers, quickly dressed and returned to the living room.

“I wasn’t speaking ill of you; I was just stating an objective fact!”

Lin Fei’s reappearance did not surprise Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO. On the contrary, had Lin Fei not come downstairs promptly, it would have raised suspicions in her mind.

After all, they had been married for over half a year and living together for nearly as long. Lin Fei had thoroughly figured out the icy CEO, Mu Shanshan’s temperament, and vice versa, she was also very clear about the nature of this cheap husband, Lin Fei.

“Miss, the son-in-law, let’s not discuss work at home today. It’s rare for Miss Shen and Miss Ling to visit. Please chat among yourselves while I help prepare lunch.”

Seeing that Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, seemed about to argue, Aunt Lan hurriedly intervened and started to get up to prepare lunch for everyone.

“Aunt Lan, the injury on your arm hasn’t fully healed, and the doctor advised against prolonged arm activity.”

“Yes, Aunt Lan. Just rest, we can go out to eat if needed later.”

Seeing Aunt Lan set on preparing lunch and being reminded by the doctor’s advice, Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan quickly spoke up to dissuade her.

After Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, spoke, Shen Peini and Ling Weiwei, as guests, did not stay out of the matter and also jointly persuaded Aunt Lan.

“Aunt Lan, I had just eaten when I came, and I’m not hungry at all. Even if I get hungry later, like Vice Minister Lin said, we can just go out to eat.”

“Minister Ling is right. Aunt Lan, it’s the weekend and rare that we all have time, so let’s go out to eat later. I know of a new Liguorian restaurant that just opened; I tried it once by myself before, and the food is really good. We can go and try it together later.”

“It’s rare for Miss Ling and Miss Shen, especially Miss Shen since it’s your first visit, to come over. In my opinion, it’s better to eat at home. I’ve been injured for a long time, and it’s not bothering me at all.”

Hearing Aunt Lan insist on cooking for everyone and concerned about her injury, Mu Shanshan originally intended to continue persuading Aunt Lan. However, when she caught a glimpse of her cheap husband, Lin Fei, from the corner of her eye, the words of discouragement at the tip of her tongue immediately shifted, “Aunt Lan, you’re not the only one who can cook in this house. You’re injured; you rest today, and I’ll cook.”

As Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO, finished speaking, the atmosphere in the living room seemed to freeze…