Chapter 599: The young master can hear inner voices again! 15

Jin Chen was unable to see the young master's figure at the window as he wished.

But he suddenly noticed something.

Apart from seeing the young master briefly at the window that morning, over these days of interaction he seemed to be avoiding appearing near the window.

Jin Chen pondered silently, then looked again at the lawn mower.

He walked a few steps closer and examined it carefully.

But now the sky isn't dark yet, obviously not a good time to check it.

However, after a few glances, he drove away.

Moreover, he planned to sneak into the Fu Family residence tonight.

"Young master, he has left."

In a corner of the Fu Family garden, the person seeing the car off spoke into the phone, his voice hoarse to the point of being eerie.

He soon received a reply.

"Put the things away properly, don't let others discover them."

The voice on the other end of the phone was indeed Fei Yao's.

"Okay."

That person hung up the phone and limped toward the Fu Family courtyard.

Fei Yao put down his phone and glanced at the time.

He actually only left in the evening; this Jin Chen is quite capable.

"A Yao… are you listening to what I'm saying?"

Ren Jia Ming's expression showed some frustrated embarrassment, his hand resting on his thigh rubbing repeatedly.

"I'm listening."

Fei Yao came back to himself, frowning slightly with impatience.

"Don't beat around the bush; did you ask me out just for coffee?"

Ren Jia Ming stared, eyes flickering, controlling his breath, "But… we are on a date."

Why must there be a reason for him to come out?

Fei Yao propped one hand on the table, rubbed his forehead, shifted to a more casual sitting posture, and looked the man up and down.

"Ren Jia Ming, what is your purpose in asking me out today? You don't need me to remind you, do you?"

"If it's just a date, would you book a place you can't even afford?"

Two sharp questions in succession made Ren Jia Ming even more uneasy.

Although he himself is also a psychologist, when facing Fei Yao he always feels a sense of inferiority rising from within.

Perhaps it's because of their vastly different statuses and their intimate relationship.

Perhaps it's because Ren Jia Ming also knows deep down that, if he weren't still useful to Fei Yao, their relationship could not possibly be maintained.

"Just say what you want today; don't waste my time."

Fei Yao issued an ultimatum, obviously no longer interested in continuing to sit there.

Ren Jia Ming pressed his lips together and still spoke his request.

"I happened to see the project you're preparing for Jin Chen… I can't currently access the Fu Family, and Fu Muci also rejects me, so perhaps I can no longer continue as his psychologist."

"So…"

"So you want to get that project?"

Fei Yao revealed a hint of mocking smile and mercilessly interrupted him.

"Yes, I can also handle the project well." Ren Jia Ming nodded twice.

Fei Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned back, placed his hands on the chair arms, and tilted his head slightly to look at the nervous man opposite.

"On what basis do you think, as someone who can't continue this plan, you could still receive the project leader's reward?"

Ren Jia Ming's thigh-rubbing motion suddenly stopped, and he instinctively avoided Fei Yao's overly frank gaze.

"But Mu Ci, I know your plan; you can't let me lose my job."

"Tsk."

Fei Yao let out a low laugh, stood up, walked to Ren Jia Ming, lowered his head to touch his face, then gripped it tightly, forcing him to meet his eyes.

"Are you threatening me?"

He had already suffered unjustly at the Fu Family residence that afternoon, and now facing Ren Jia Ming's threat made Fei Yao even more dissatisfied.

"No…"

The hand that slapped his cheek interrupted Ren Jia Ming's explanation; Fei Yao slapped several times before slowly speaking.

"You're a psychologist and yet you don't know how to be firm when threatening people."

"Trash."

Fei Yao suddenly thought Ren Jia Ming was truly boring; even if he were useless, it would be fine, but he inexplicably brought Fei Yao the biggest threat.

Thinking of this person Jin Chen, Fei Yao narrowed his eyes, released Ren Jia Ming's face, gently patted his shoulder, and his tone also became affectionate.

"Organize what you know about Jin Chen's secrets and send them to my email."

"If I'm satisfied, you might still have a chance to get the project."

Having said that, Fei Yao left the private room straight away, without a hint of reluctance.

Ren Jia Ming sat on the sofa for a long time, the resentment and humiliation lingering without fading.

His slapped-red face remained numb.

"Sir, today's consumption totals 100,000."

Ren Jia Ming looked at the bottle of wine that Fei Yao had barely sipped, his expression becoming even more distressed.

He took out the card Fei Yao gave him and handed it to the waiter.

【Host hey, the protagonist seems to have taken a liking to you.】

0731 watched a good show, yawned, and told Jin Chen.

Jin Chen didn't care at all about their antics.

【First go rest, there's still action tonight.】

【Okay!】0731 immediately fell asleep.

Jin Chen relaxed, leaning against the bathtub; his original body's myopia wasn't severe, but when he took off his glasses and didn't wear contacts, his gaze would appear dazed.

Through the steaming mist of the bathroom, he took a sip of red wine, inopportunely recalling that kiss from the young master earlier today, his gaze becoming even softer.

After soaking for a long time, Jin Chen finally got up, casually threw on a towel, and went to rest.

——

Late night.

Outside the Fu Family residence, which had already quieted down, a swift figure flashed by.

Jin Chen wore all-black clothing for ease of movement, nimbly jumped onto the lawn, and, familiar with the route, came to the lawn mower.

Tonight, the darkness was deep, with no starlight or moonlight; you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

0731 was a bit scared.

【I wonder why the Host insists on coming alone at night; why not tell Fu Zhenhua and, as a psychologist, conduct an open-and-above-board check?】

【To avoid alerting the enemy.】

The darkness had no effect on Jin Chen; he stared at the lawn mower, imitating the actions Fu Muci had done in the dream, and crouched beside the grid.

Then, from that vantage point looking outward, the spot where the bloodstained clothes lay was just five steps away from the lawn mower.

Jin Chen's expression paused, and he reached out to touch that patch of grass.

Indeed, it was a bit more prominent than the surrounding area.

He was hesitating whether to just dig it up when a thunderclap interrupted his train of thought.

【Oh wow! A downpour!】0731 was also startled.

As soon as its words fell, large raindrops poured down, accompanied by one muffled thunder after another and flashes of lightning.

"Quick, quick, quick! Come move the flowerpots!"

Several servants lowered their voices and ran out.

In the instant the lightning flashed, Jin Chen hastily cast an invisibility spell.

Just then, the lights that had just been turned on outside the residence all went out.

"The power's out? How could this happen?"

"Good heavens, I can't see anything!"

The servants' soft exclamations rose and fell, scattered by the rain curtain.

The butler also came out, waving a flashlight and telling them to hurry inside.

"Really spooky; the last time the power went out like this was two years ago."

A servant carrying a flowerpot running inward sighed.

Jin Chen's gaze shifted slightly, and he followed after.