This Woman, Damn It

"What’s going on?"

Xu Ningbing listened to the voice on the phone.

"A bug, I installed a bug in Feng Yue's room."

Xu Mu said with a smile.

Xu Ningbing didn't leave; she was also listening to the sounds inside.

...

Lin Yang was sitting on the black leather sofa at this moment, and he immediately noticed the pinhole camera in the socket across from him.

"How did you remove the camera?"

Lin Yang laughed, crossing his legs.

"This camera was originally installed to monitor my room, in case someone sneaked in. But I didn't expect that the camera I installed would actually become someone else's eyes to watch me."

Feng Yue revealed a charming smile, "At first, I thought something was installed elsewhere in the room. I specifically had someone turn the place upside down, but it turned out to be my own device monitoring me."

Xu Mu listened to the sound and nodded secretly.

Meng Wanyue had mentioned this to him when she returned.

Xu Mu had guessed at the time that someone might have secretly installed a pinhole camera, but he didn't expect that the camera was actually installed by Feng Yue herself.

Just like in his own house, it now became more certain that Lin Yang was the one currently monitoring him.

Xu Mu also marveled at his good luck.

Feng Yue had just checked the entire room, so the bug installed by Meng Wanyue should not be found for a short while.

Xu Mu continued to listen.

...

"I wonder who is so uncivilized." Lin Yang chuckled awkwardly.

"Probably a beast." Feng Yue covered her mouth and laughed.

"Alright, let's get to the point. Hand over the real proportion and production process to me."

Lin Yang put away his smile, "I am patient with beautiful women. If you give it to me now, we can still be friends."

"What do you mean? Didn't Qian Gang give it to you?"

Feng Yue asked with a puzzled look.

"He did, but what he gave was fake. Qian Gang works for you; if he dared to do this, it must be with your authorization."

Lin Yang reached out his hand, his face growing colder, "I'll say it again: give me the real one, and we can still be friends."

"Impossible! What good does it do me to deceive you? I know, it must be the Xu family's conspiracy. No wonder Qian Gang got the information so easily."

Feng Yue thought for a moment and said.

Lin Yang nodded slightly, which was also what he had in mind.

Compared to Feng Yue and the Xu Group, he was more suspicious of the Xu Group.

Because Qian Gang got the thing too easily; he accomplished it in a day when given a week.

"Hahaha! Miss Feng, we are on the same page. I also think it's the Xu Group's doing."

Lin Yang's originally cold face immediately changed to a smile.

"I thought you were planning to make a move against me." Feng Yue snorted coldly.

"No, no, as I said earlier, I have a high tolerance for beautiful women."

Lin Yang stood up with a grin, "This Qian Gang really doesn't know how to handle things; it seems he needs a good lesson."

After saying that, Lin Yang left the bar.

...

Xu Ningbing had also heard Xu Mu's recording before. This Feng Yue clearly wanted to keep it for herself and deliberately gave Lin Yang incorrect information.

Unfortunately, what she believed to be the correct information was also fake.

Thinking of this, Xu Ningbing looked at Xu Mu. It was Xu Mu who came up with this idea.

Xu Ningbing didn't know why, but suddenly felt that Xu Mu wasn't as annoying as before.

"I'm leaving." Xu Ningbing turned and left.

Xu Mu was resting his cheek on his hand. Now Lin Yang believed the information obtained was fake, so he should be free.

Tonight, Xu Mu would put on a show for him, hoping he could catch it live.

...

After work, Xu Mu drove home. He parked the car in the underground garage and took out his phone to message Ye Tong.

He sent her the rough plan for the evening.

She could observe the living room through the camera and also hear the sounds via it.

But they wouldn't be able to detect the text on the phone.

After seeing Ye Tong's reply, Xu Mu got out of the car and walked towards the villa.

"You're back."

Ye Tong greeted him with a smile as usual.

"Yeah, something big happened at the company today. Do you want to hear about it?"

Xu Mu sat on the sofa and looked at Ye Tong, asking.

"What big thing?"

Ye Tong pretended to be puzzled.

"One of the veterans of our Xu Group, Qian Gang, is a traitor to our company! The materials I told you about earlier were leaked by him."

Xu Mu said to Ye Tong.

"What? There's such a thing."

Ye Tong looked surprised, "It must be fake, right? After all, he's a company veteran."

"Fake? There's evidence. Last night, Qian Gang invited another veteran of ours to dinner and even drugged him during the meal."

Xu Mu told Ye Tong the general outline of the matter.

However, he slightly modified some parts to make the story flow better.

Xu Mu was telling Ye Tong, but more accurately, he was informing Lin Yang behind the camera.

Chen Bei was coerced and threatened, having no choice but to hand over the real information.

But all of this was within Xu Shou's control.

Company secrets were leaked, and two people who held core secrets had dinner together—what good could come of it?

So Xu Shou had installed a listening device on Chen Bei in advance.

He heard their conversation during the meal.

Lin Bei didn't know about the listening device. He agonized over it all night, and at noon today, he confessed to Xu Shou, exposing Qian Gang.

He also admitted to betraying the company and expressed willingness to accept legal punishment.

But Xu Shou forgave him because he dared to speak the truth.

"Do you have a recording?"

Ye Tong asked proactively, which was something Xu Mu had specifically instructed earlier.

Lin Yang was a smart person; without evidence, he was unlikely to believe Xu Mu's words alone.

"Of course I do."

Xu Mu took out his phone, turned the volume up to the maximum, and played only the conversation between Feng Yue and Qian Gang, especially the part where they planned to set up Lin Yang.

After everything ended, Xu Mu didn't forget to add, "Due to the secret leak, my dad plans to launch the weight loss drug as quickly as possible; we absolutely can't let others get ahead."

...

Xu Mu's guess wasn't accurate; Lin Yang wasn't watching from behind the camera.

He was usually very busy and certainly wouldn't be staring at Xu Mu all the time.

But he had his subordinates keep an eye on it.

His subordinate heard the news and immediately sent the recording and video to Lin Yang.

Lin Yang was still pondering how to obtain the correct proportions and techniques when he saw the message from Xu Mu. His face instantly filled with murderous intent.

He hated being betrayed and deceived.

His best brother abroad had been killed, precisely due to betrayal.

Feng Yue's scheming was truly deep; it turned out what she had was genuine.

But she wanted to keep it for herself, deliberately telling him the wrong information and shifting the blame onto the Xu Group.

"This woman deserves to die!"

Lin Yang immediately took action; he wanted to make Feng Yue pay the price.

To offend him, the king of mercenaries, how many lives do you have?

...

Moonlight Bar.

Nighttime was the golden hour here. Passionate music, coupled with the DJ on stage, made many people sway as if in a trance.

Feng Yue was in a room on the second floor, sitting on the sofa.

In the dim light, she held a glass of red wine, celebrating her victory alone.

She had already begun to imagine the future.

Becoming a renowned entrepreneur in the country, trampling the Feng family underfoot.

Her so-called father and his aggressive sons and daughters.

She certainly wouldn't let them go.

Crack!

At that moment, Feng Yue suddenly heard a sound coming from the window.

Just as she stood up, there was a loud bang, and the window glass shattered instantly.

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