Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 150: Miss, Your Parcel

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: Miss, Your Parcel

Jin City, the old residence of the Li Family.

Cui Miaoyu walked towards a medium-sized delivery truck parked not too far away.

"Ms. Cui Miaoyu, correct?"

"Mm, that’s me."

"Here’s your delivery. Could you please sign for it?"

"Auntie."

At that moment, a bright young girl in a white sweater ran over from the side of the road. Cui Miaoyu turned to look at the girl, "Xinyu, why are you here?"

"I came to see you, Auntie, and to look for my cousin, too. He’s playing disappearing act with me again, and today is my birthday."

Wang Xinyu gripped her arm, complaining through gritted teeth.

"You girl, bullying your cousin again."

"Auntie, it’s not me bullying him; he promised me himself. He said he’d buy me a car for my birthday."

"Auntie, you can’t cover for cousin. I want to see if he can escape from the palm of my hand this time."

After Cui Miaoyu finished signing, the delivery man put down a wooden crate about a meter cubed in size. Wang Xinyu glanced at the crate, "Auntie, you’re still shopping online?"

"What’s this? It’s quite heavy."

Cui Miaoyu was also confused, "How would I know? You know I don’t shop online. If I were to buy something, I’d go to a mall. Maybe your cousin bought it."

"My birthday present?"

Wang Xinyu blinked twice, "No way, how could cousin do this to me? Has my car turned into a model?"

Without a second thought, Wang Xinyu immediately took out her keys and sliced open the tape on the crate, secretly thinking that if this was truly a gift from her cousin, she definitely wouldn’t let him off the hook.

"Ah!"

Wang Xinyu opened the crate and took a big leap back in fright when she looked inside. Cui Miaoyu, standing beside her, also got startled, "What’s gotten into you, child?"

"Cousin, cousin!"

"Cousin is in the crate."

Wang Xinyu recovered and pointed to the crate as she spoke, while Cui Miaoyu looked at her, "Child, stop joking around."

"Auntie, I’m not kidding. Cousin really is inside the crate."

"Oooh, ooh."

At that moment, whimpering noises came from inside the crate. Hearing the sounds, Cui Miaoyu quickly lifted the crate’s cardboard, "Son?"

The two soldiers on guard at the alley entrance saw something was amiss and ran over swiftly, helping to extract Li Zidong from the crate.

"Son, have you been kidnapped?"

"Cousin, who have you offended to be treated so harshly?" Wang Xinyu was somewhat shocked as she looked at Li Zidong.

Her cousin was the biggest playboy in Jin City; her uncle was even more formidable, close to being the best of the best. Her cousin might as well have been strutting around, but here he was—trussed up and stuffed into a crate delivered to their doorstep.

This was a blatant provocation.

Who would dare to do such a thing?

How audacious.

"Hisss."

The duct tape was ripped from Li Zidong’s mouth, causing him to grimace in pain, "Li Feng, you bastard, I, Li Zidong, declare you my sworn enemy!"

Li Zidong was red-eyed and nearly mad with rage. To think that he had been packed into a crate by Li Feng and shipped like a parcel back home, the humiliation was unbearable for Li Zidong.

"Li Feng? Who is he, daring to treat cousin like this? Is he tired of living?" Wang Xinyu, sharing a common enemy, waved her little fists furiously.

Cui Miaoyu furrowed her brow, "That’s enough. Do you not find it shameful enough? Come home with me now."

"Mom, whose side are you on, anyway? How can you even take his side? Do you have any idea what he’s done to your son?"

"Whatever you have to say, we’ll do it at home."

Cui Miaoyu’s face was stony as Li Zidong saw his mother’s expression, heart thumping, he didn’t dare continue his wild behavior.

Once back in the yard, Cui Miaoyu sat in a chair, looking at Li Zidong.

"What exactly happened, and don’t try to fool me."

Li Zidong shivered, "What else could it be? That bastard Li Feng...!"

Cui Miaoyu rose abruptly, her hand striking Li Zidong’s face. Li Zidong looked up at his mother, "Mom, why did you hit me?"

"Bastard? If he’s a bastard, what does that make your father? Do you have any brains at all? Even if he’s no good, he’s still your half-brother from the same father. You owe him at least a minimum of respect."

"Also, wasn’t he in the Southern region? How could you have intersected with him?"

Li Zidong, seeing his mother’s raging anger, dared not act out again, "I made a trip to Huacheng."

"What exactly happened?"

Cui Miaoyu glared intensely at her son. In the Li Family, although the name Li Feng was not taboo, it was slightly untouchable. However, normally nobody in the family would even mention Li Feng, as if he didn’t exist.

Cui Miaoyu had always been trying to diminish Li Feng’s presence in the family, and now within the Li Family, Li Feng was almost invisible. The heir of the Li Family was also definitively set to be her son.

However, Cui Miaoyu was also aware that, in the end, Li Feng was her husband’s son. Despite the many years her husband had neglected to ask about him, deep down, he still cared for this son; otherwise, he wouldn’t have set up this marriage alliance between the Li and Wang families.

Privately, she might not regard Li Feng as her son, but publicly, Li Feng was indeed her stepson. If her own son called Li Feng a "dog bastard" and this reached her husband’s ears, what would be the consequences?

"It’s all because of that Li Feng. He became the chairman of that Sihai Group, and I did some digging with a few friends. He’s just a puppet placed at the front by others, that fool’s being used and he doesn’t even know it."

"Of course, I couldn’t stand by, he’s a Li after all, so I went to Huacheng to give him a hand. But imagine this, Li Feng was ungrateful, told me to mind my own business. We had a few words, and he got mad out of embarrassment and had me tied up."

"He even deliberately humiliated me by sending me back with a courier, it’s just outrageous. Mom, this Li Feng is like a ’biting the hand that feeds’ situation."

Cui Miaoyu glances at her son, "Enough. Don’t talk about what happened today to anyone, don’t even bring it up, act as though it never happened."

"Mom, are we just going to let Li Feng get away with humiliating me like this?"

Li Zidong couldn’t hide his frustration.

Cui Miaoyu gave Li Zidong a sidelong glare, "Do you have any idea of the timing right now? It’s a critical moment for your father. How big of a mess do you want to create?"

"Also, didn’t I tell you to not mess with that Li Feng? As long as he stays out of Li Family affairs and minds his own business, it doesn’t matter what he does. Did you just ignore my words?"

"You’re going to stay home and reflect on this for the next few days. Without my permission, you are not allowed to step outside."

"Ah, Mom, surely that’s too much."

"Second aunt, it’s his birthday party tonight. Maybe you could ground cousin tomorrow?"

Cui Miaoyu waved her hand, clearly irritated.

"Cousin, I owe you one for helping me out this time, or I would’ve been in real trouble."

"Cousin, you should listen to Second Aunt. Why are you bothering with that Li Feng?"

"How can you even scold me too? I wasn’t bothering him; I was trying to help him. Who knew that scoundrel would be so ungrateful?"

Li Zidong said through gritted teeth, "This matter, it’s not over yet."

After sending Li Zidong back home by mail, Li Feng didn’t put him in his thoughts again and told Wei Lan to hasten the dismantling of Sihai Group.

With Li Feng’s backing, Wei Lan immediately came up with a plan, and the bankruptcy restructuring of Sihai Group swiftly entered its final countdown.

Inside a villa in Huacheng.

Zhang Xue, looking at the news of Sihai Group’s bankruptcy restructuring, her gaze fixed on Li Feng on the television, she clenched her fists. With Sihai’s bankruptcy, Zhang Xue finally understood the role Li Feng had played.

She had thrown away a watermelon to pick up sesame seeds.

Zhang Xue turned her head to look at her daughter who was playing beside her, scheming arising in her mind.