Wealthy Beauty in the 60s-Chapter 140 - 139 Trouble Ahead (The Innocent Demon and the He’s Bi +)

Chapter 140: Chapter 139 Trouble Ahead (The Innocent Demon and the He’s Bi +)

Feng Ying finally nodded, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face. Li Shengmei watched Feng Ying behaving like this and suddenly felt confused. She wondered if there was something wrong with Feng Ying’s head, knowing that Li Zhenchuan had a partner but still able to smile.

But Li Shengmei didn’t know that the reason Feng Ying could smile was all because of Yang Xuehua.

"Liu Haiguo is simple-minded, easy to control as a man, and he’s also the leader of the Red Star Production Team. If you marry him, you’ll practically have the final say in the Red Star Production Team," said Li Shengmei.

Feng Ying’s heart stirred at the thought, but she still looked down on Liu Haiguo, so she shook her head.

Li Shengmei felt a bit displeased inside. She used to think that Feng Ying was obedient and easy to control, but now it seemed that wasn’t quite the case.

Privately, Li Shengmei still hoped Feng Ying would marry Liu Haiguo; it would mean another connection for her.

However, Feng Ying wasn’t about to listen to Li Shengmei. After all, it was a matter of her whole life. If Liu Haiguo had been a bit better-looking, maybe, but as it stood, Feng Ying couldn’t stand him.

Not to mention, compared to Secretary Li, Liu Haiguo was like nothing.

Li Shengmei didn’t try to persuade further, nor did she remind Feng Ying that her reputation wasn’t great in the production team. Getting married wouldn’t be easy, and the time might come when Feng Ying would come begging to her.

"Anyway, if you change your mind, just let me know. But you’d better hurry up. Liu Haiguo, being the team leader, is quite sought after."

After leaving those words, Li Shengmei walked away. Feng Ying stood there for a long time until Dong Meihua approached and asked, "Sister Feng Ying, what did Director Li want with you?"

Feng Ying shook her head silently, and Dong Meihua added, "Sister Feng Ying, you’re growing more and more distant from me."

Feng Ying then spoke up, "Director Li wants to matchmake me with Liu Haiguo."

"Ha, Liu Haiguo?" Dong Meihua’s eyes widened in surprise. "Why? I thought Director Li wanted you to be her daughter-in-law."

A trace of discomfort flashed in Feng Ying’s eyes. Before Secretary Li arrived, she indeed considered He Xuexiang a good choice, but now her eyes were set only on Secretary Li. And Li Shengmei must be aware of her eager pursuit of the Secretary; she couldn’t possibly still be interested in Feng Ying.

If you asked whether Feng Ying regretted it, of course, she did. Liu Haiguo might be the leader of a production team, but he couldn’t compare to He Xuexiang.

"But Liu Haiguo isn’t bad either; he’s the leader of a production team, after all. Marrying him means you won’t have to worry," said Dong Meihua.

Feng Ying replied, "Where is he good? He’s hideous." And besides, he was Xia Xiao’s castoff.

"Sister Feng Ying, think about it from a different angle. If Liu Haiguo isn’t interested in Xia Xiao anymore and instead pursues you and wants to marry you, doesn’t that prove you’re more suited to be a wife than Xia Xiao? Some women are just for others to play with; they might not make good wives. Xia Xiao is restless; even Zheng Xianghong probably wouldn’t want her as a daughter-in-law."

Feng Ying nodded and then said to Dong Meihua, "She just saw off He Xuebing today."

Dong Meihua’s face flashed with hidden resentment. Today’s events had become a thorn in her side, and she was growing increasingly resentful of Xia Xiao, even feeling an envy akin to ’why does Yu get to live while Liang should die?’

If it weren’t for Xia Xiao’s popularity in the production team, the one living a carefree life would’ve been her.

"If He Xuebing becomes involved with Xia Xiao, you’ll have no chance," Feng Ying added.

Dong Meihua replied irritably, "Sister Feng Ying, I know all this already. You don’t need to rub it in."

Realizing Dong Meihua’s mood wasn’t good, Feng Ying said, "Well, it’s your business, not mine. You handle it." fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Dong Meihua deflated and murmured dejectedly, "If only we could go back to the city. Who would want to stay in such a poor backwater place where you have to pick the tallest dwarf...?"

And these country men, what are they? Even the most outstanding ones, without family backgrounds, can hardly make something of themselves; they’re just farmers in the end.

"It’s not necessarily true. Secretary Li isn’t like that. He came from the Capital and is an official. It’s just a shame he’s engaged." Feng Ying said, laughing mockingly, "Hmmph, let’s see what Yang Xuehua does. Don’t think I don’t see it; she has her sights set on Secretary Li. Otherwise, why would she always go to Secretary Li’s place?"

"She hasn’t been going there often lately," Dong Meihua mentioned, pausing. "Could it be that Yang Xuehua also found out? Otherwise, why would she stop helping at Secretary Li’s place?"

Feng Ying paused, and her expression suddenly turned ugly. She had been looking forward to seeing Yang Xuehua’s embarrassment, but it was clear that Yang Xuehua might know something too. "Her family is from the Capital too, and her parents are college professors. They used to be Secretary Li’s mentors; she must have got some news."

Her anger rising again, she fumed, "She’s too cunning. She knew and didn’t tell me, clearly wanting to make a fool of me."

The more Feng Ying thought, the angrier she got. She marched toward the dorm, appearing ready to confront Yang Xuehua.

Dong Meihua hurriedly tried to stop her, "Sister Feng Ying, don’t be rash. Xia Xiao’s issue just blew over, and Yang Xuehua is not someone to be trifled with."

"Now that Xia Xiao isn’t here, I’m not afraid of what Yang Xuehua might do." Feng Ying, disregarding Dong Meihua’s advice, headed for the dorm.

Dong Meihua quickly followed suit.

"Yang Xuehua, do you know that Secretary Li has a fiancée?" Feng Ying demanded as soon as she arrived at the door, not waiting for Yang Xuehua to reply before accusing, "You’re really cunning. You knew Secretary Li had a fiancée but said nothing to me, watching me make a fool of myself. You find that funny, don’t you?"

Wang Aihua and Sun Yuhua both turned to look over. Yang Xuehua was mentally prepared, but she hadn’t expected Feng Ying to find out so soon. Pretending ignorance, she replied, "What do you mean? Secretary Li has a fiancée?"

"You knew it all along, that’s why I haven’t seen you at Secretary Li’s place these days," Feng Ying said, appearing to have caught Yang Xuehua in a lie.

By then, several people had gathered in the dorm, both men and women.

Yang Xuehua laughed and said, "Without you saying it, I wouldn’t have known. Even if I did, why should I tell you? Are we that close? Moreover, it’s Secretary Li’s private matter. It’s not good for you to spread his private affairs with such a big mouth."

Now Wang Aihua spoke up, "Feng Ying, where did you hear that Secretary Li has a fiancée? Have you seen her?"

Feng Ying hesitated—she couldn’t reveal Li Shengmei’s role—but by then Sun Yuhua was already speaking, "Who else but Director Li? It was Director Li who called Feng Ying aside just now. Surely it was Director Li who told her."

Feng Ying didn’t speak but instead pressed Yang Xuehua, "Did you know about it earlier?"

"I said I didn’t, believe it or not," Yang Xuehua retorted.

Feng Ying scoffed, "I don’t believe it."

"Then that’s that. Why should I waste words on you?" Yang Xuehua had no desire to engage with Feng Ying.

Feng Ying continued, "Who doesn’t know you used to run to Secretary Li’s place every day? Recently, you haven’t been; you definitely know."

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