This Woman Is Truly Terrifying

However, Xu Mu ultimately chose not to go because he had evidence—this recording.

As long as he had the recording, he could prove Chen Bei's innocence.

Thinking this, Xu Mu continued to observe the situation inside through his senses.

Zhou Wen had already begun her act. She sat beside Chen Bei, deliberately placing his hand on her shoulder.

Then, she guided his other hand inside her collar.

Feng Yue had already taken out her phone and started filming.

Her angle was perfect—it was impossible to tell that Chen Bei was unconscious at that moment, especially with Zhou Wen's convincing expressions.

From the photos, it looked like Chen Bei was squinting, leaning in to sniff Zhou Wen's neck, while his hands wandered improperly.

Next, Zhou Wen began striking another pose.

Qian Gang watched everything silently before finally speaking in a low voice, "Is this how you dealt with me back then too?"

"No, Chen Bei was forced. You, on the other hand, were very eager back then, which is why Xiao Zhang filmed the video," Feng Yue replied, glancing at Qian Gang.

"Ha, how nicely put. If it weren’t for your orders, would she have approached me?" Qian Gang sneered.

"At the end of the day, you were the one who took the initiative. I had people approach Chen Bei and the other senior members too—they all resisted the temptation. Only you didn’t."

Feng Yue continued snapping photos, her expression cold.

Qian Gang clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and asked, "What exactly is your relationship with that Lin Yang? He said you’re his woman."

"I’m his mother!"

Feng Yue’s charming face twisted into a dark scowl. "He has dirt on me. That man isn’t simple—he’s a hacker who once breached my home’s security cameras."

Hearing this, Qian Gang roughly guessed how Lin Yang had learned his secrets.

He’d probably hacked into his home cameras too.

"This time, I’m risking my reputation for you. I’m framing Chen Bei for your sake. If it were Lin Yang, I’d never stoop to something this shameless."

Qian Gang looked at Feng Yue, exhaled, and asked, "What do I have to do to have you?"

"Nothing you do will work."

Feng Yue shot him a sidelong glance. "But I can promise you this—once I secure the weight-loss drug, bring it to market, and become a renowned entrepreneur in Jiangbei, I’ll spend a few nights with you."

Qian Gang lowered his head and downed another glass of wine. "What about Lin Yang? How do we handle him?"

"We’ll just tweak a few ratios. It’s all fraud anyway. He’s no match for me—he’ll just have to swallow his anger. Does he even dare to move against me?"

A cold glint flashed in Feng Yue’s eyes.

Lin Yang’s intel was wrong.

Did he really think Feng Yue wanted to return to the Feng family?

Bullshit!

When the Xu family fell from the top five, she had eagerly gone back to the Fengs—only to be met with scorn. Even her own father refused to see her.

From that moment on, she had given up on the Feng family.

She had her own ambition—to become a prominent entrepreneur in Jiangbei and crush the Feng family beneath her feet.

To make them regret everything.

But in the past, this dream was just that—a dream.

She had no connections and was already past thirty. Achieving such a feat might have been impossible in her lifetime.

Until she heard about the weight-loss drug—a formula with no side effects.

She understood its terrifying potential.

Obesity rates weren’t just rising in the country—they were increasing worldwide, and the trend would only worsen.

This drug alone could bring her unimaginable wealth.

...

Xu Mu sat on the steps, listening to their conversation with growing shock.

He had assumed Feng Yue and Lin Yang were allies, but it turned out they weren’t even on the same page.

Feng Yue’s goal was to take the drug for herself.

This woman was truly terrifying.

A woman who knew how to use herself as a weapon was a monster.

Xu Mu waited patiently. About an hour later, Chen Bei finally stirred and opened his eyes.

"Qian Gang! You damn bastard!"

Still weak from the drugs, Chen Bei tried to swing at Qian Gang but couldn’t even lift his arm.

Qian Gang pulled out his phone and flipped through the photos in front of Chen Bei’s face.

The images showed a woman looking indignant and unwilling—Chen Bei knew he’d been set up.

But he also knew Xu Shou well. Even if he was ruined, he had done this for the Xu Corporation.

His future, and his son’s future, would be secure.

"Old Chen, I’m just trying to survive. I swear—if you give me the formula ratios and production process, I’ll delete everything right now. If these photos ever leak, may I die a horrible death!"

Qian Gang raised his fingers in a vow.

"Only I and Mr. Wang know these details. If they leak, the chairman will know it was me," Chen Bei said.

"Who says? What about Wang Weiliang’s research team? They could’ve leaked it too."

Seeing Chen Bei waver, Qian Gang pressed on, "Old Chen, help me out just this once. I’m desperate. Please."

"Delete the photos," Chen Bei said flatly.

"Done. I’ll delete them now."

Qian Gang erased all the photos from his phone.

Not that he was worried—Feng Yue still had copies on hers.

Chen Bei took out his phone and fiddled with it for five or six minutes before finally sending the data to Qian Gang.

Qian Gang immediately checked the file. Seeing the dense figures, he finally relaxed.

Feng Yue craned her neck to look at the document, her face alight with triumph.

Her grand vision had just taken its first step.

Feng family, just you wait!

...

Feng Yue, Qian Gang, and the others soon left.

Chen Bei staggered out of the private room, still feeling dizzy.

Shortly after he left, the male waiter from earlier entered to retrieve the listening devices.

Chen Bei was in no state to drive. He opened the car door and slumped into the passenger seat, pulling out his phone to call a driver.

Just then, the door opened again—Xu Mu slid into the driver’s seat.

"You—"

Chen Bei tensed before recognizing Xu Mu and relaxing slightly. "Oh, Young Master Xu. I was just about to book a driver. How convenient."

"Old Chen, don’t worry about what happened today."

Xu Mu took out his phone and played the downloaded recording.

Chen Bei was stunned. How had Xu Mu gotten a recording when they had arrived first?

"If they ever try to blackmail you with those photos, we have proof," Xu Mu said with a smile.

"That’s a relief," Chen Bei murmured.

"Get a driver and go home. You’ve had a long day. Just report everything truthfully to my father."

With that, Xu Mu opened the door and left.

Watching Xu Mu walk away, Chen Bei sighed inwardly. Maybe he had misjudged the young master.

...

With this matter settled, Xu Mu hurried home, not wanting to keep Ye Tong waiting.

As he approached the villa, he noticed someone lurking suspiciously outside his property.

Xu Mu immediately activated his perception. At this distance, even if the person had their back turned, he could still sense their face.