After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 18 Too Clingy

Donnie looked at the two men, both of whom were so handsome they could bring ruin to a country, and his head began to ache.

He waited silently for a while, then finally couldn't help but remind him:

“Mr. Li, isn’t your wife urging you to come home? This kind of negotiation tactic might make her wait a long time.”

With just a simple sentence, Li Yubai's mood instantly became agitated.

If we don't go back now, are we supposed to wait for the whole family of six to come back together?
His gaze turned deep as he looked at his still nonchalant and unserious nemesis, finally breaking the silence:

"I wonder what grudge I have against you?"

"No enmity, no grudge," the other person replied lazily, "It's just that I can't stand the sight of them."

Assistant Yang, who had been invisible all night, sneered: "No grudges? You bomb cruise ships, planes, mines, and even steal medicinal herb businesses. Are you a mad dog, biting everyone you see?"

The petty-minded young master clicked his tongue softly:
“The last person who insulted me had his entire family wiped out by me. As for a nobody like you, go back and dig your own grave—make it big enough to bury your whole family.”

"You!" Assistant Yang was so angry his heart ached!
Li Yubai gestured to his assistant Yang to calm down, but then said to him, "You should save your energy to recuperate; perhaps you can accumulate some good fortune and live a few more days."

Doni felt a sharp pain in his internal organs! So, how did these two seasoned business tycoons manage to veer off-topic after just a few words, just like a child?
"Negotiations!" Donnie emphasized loudly, "not to let you keep arguing! — Mr. Li, please have your assistant shut up. You know that if this continues, it won't just be the Li family and FY that suffer the most damage..."

Looking out at the deep night, Li Yubai felt a surge of longing, like a tidal wave.

He stroked the ring on his ring finger, his voice deep and resonant: "Since we can't reach an agreement, let's call a truce for now. Once I've appeased my wife, we'll have another round."

“Alright!” The young master of FY raised an eyebrow and slowly added, “It’s a fight to the death.”

Without saying a word, Donnie pressed his advantage and threw a printed copy of the terms in front of the two of them:

"Article 1 of the truce agreement stipulates that both sides must abide by the international financial peace treaty for one year and refrain from using firearms..."

"Article Two of the Truce Agreement concerns reparations..."

A meeting, a truce agreement, was revised and edited all night long.

Just as dawn broke, the international arbitration team, exhausted from a night of intensive mediation, left the conference hall with dark circles under their eyes.

"Next time something like this happens, don't call me. Have someone else come instead," Donnie said wearily after getting into the car.

Inside the hotel, the sickly young master, known for his short lifespan, looked visibly paler after a night of turmoil.

Li Yubai didn't look at the other person again and hurriedly led his team to the private airport.

The yandere prince watched the group of people walk away with a detached expression.
"We can slowly gnaw on Li Yubai, but what about that guy next to him who's cursing me? You understand?"

The bodyguard behind him immediately understood: "I'll arrange for someone to cripple his entire family right away."

"Wait a few days." The man slowly rolled up his sleeve, revealing a string of cheap wooden beads on his wrist. He gently stroked the beads, his casual voice tinged with a hint of indulgence, "My wife's live-stream debut is imminent, and for good luck, it's not advisable to see any blood."

China.

on Monday.

After two days of agonizing waiting, investors eagerly awaited the market opening to sell and cut their losses.

However, as soon as the stock market opened, the Li Group's densely packed red stock charts instantly stunned everyone!

"Am I seeing things? Those stocks that hit their daily limit down are actually rising against the trend?"

"So, my stock price plummeting these past two days was just a dream?" someone asked, bewildered.

Some people were so happy they cried: "It has to be Li Yubai! No one else could have turned the company around so quickly..."

"So, should we still throw it?" Countless people looked at each other in bewilderment.

The bolder ones had already gone wild: "Keep buying! If even the Li Group's stock is unreliable, then everything else is even less reliable..."

On a private plane bound for China.

Li Yubai was sitting in a luxurious recliner, resting with his eyes closed. Beside him, his assistant, Gao, was constantly monitoring the reports sent from within the group, a hint of smugness in his expression.

“Boss, all of the Li Group’s affected businesses have returned to normal.”

Li Yubai remained silent.

The intense battles of the past few days have left him looking exhausted.

Assistant Gao was quite enthusiastic: "FY Group suffered even greater losses than us, especially those three medicinal herb bases. It is said that the losses were so great that FY's chairman, who was on his deathbed, was so shocked that he has now locked up his good-for-nothing grandson."

The arrogant yet refined face of that young master flashed through Li Yubai's mind.

With such a face that could bring ruin to the country, and being the lifeblood of the FY chairman, how long could he be willing to be confined even if he were put in solitary confinement?

"Speaking of which, his medicinal herb business was initially taken from you, Boss. In just three or four years, it's become a global monopoly!" Assistant Gao exclaimed. "Boss, you're strong and healthy; you'll outlive that short-lived guy sooner or later, and then we'll take this business back!"

Li Yubai: "..."

He was speechless.

Beside him, Assistant Yang, who is always talkative and gossipy, had been silent since boarding the plane.

Li Yubai didn't want to deal with Gao Jing, so he turned his attention to Assistant Yang:

"Yang Peishen, contact the stylist and therapist at the hotel in advance."

Assistant Yang exclaimed, "Boss, aren't you going straight back to the villa in Xinghua Lane?"

Li Yubai said softly, "I am covered in dust from my journey and dare not be disrespectful to such a beautiful lady."

Assistant Yang glanced up and down at the slightly haggard but still radiant and handsome boss, and then went through the image of that ordinary little girl from Xinghua Lane in his mind again.

Then, disagreeing, I looked away.

Li Yubai, however, keenly noticed that Assistant Yang was distracted: "Are you preoccupied?"

Assistant Yang hesitated for a moment: "Well... I'm uneasy about that short-lived bastard saying he was going to harm my family."

“Old Yang, I would feel uneasy too!” Assistant Gao chimed in. “That heartless scoundrel is really capable of such a thing! Give me an hour, and I could compile a whole page of information about the families he destroyed.”

Assistant Yang's expression turned even more unpleasant.

Li Yubai stroked the ring: "Just in case, you should arrange for your family to stay at the Li family's secret base to avoid trouble."

Assistant Yang's tense expression relaxed immediately: "Thank you, Boss!"

"As for you..." Li Yubai hesitated for a few seconds, "Put your work aside for now and help my boss Jiang with the initial transition for the live stream these next few days."

Tuesday at 6 PM.

Xinghua Lane.

Jiang Shu saw Li Yubai again in her own courtyard after school.

The man remained as ethereal as the moon in the sky and as pure as snow on a mountain peak, exuding an air of unapproachable nobility. Yet, that sense of aloofness transformed into a gentle spring breeze and drizzle the moment he looked at Jiang Shu, as tender and enduring as could be.

"You're back?" Jiang Shu greeted.

Li Yubai looked at her for a long time: "Long time no see."

Jiang Shu raised an eyebrow: "All told, it's only been four days since we last met."

Li Yubai laughed: "Yes, a day feels like three autumns, so it's been four three-autumn periods already."

"You can't do this." Jiang Shu stood on tiptoe and brushed away the fallen apricot petals from his clothes. "You're too clingy. I'll get tired of you soon."

(End of this chapter)