Chapter 51

Féilún's expression turned to one of astonishment upon hearing Béiyǐngqīng's words. He felt that this woman's self-esteem was truly over the top.

"Ms. Béi, it's not that I was following you, but your car was blocking the way," Féilún said.

Béiyǐngqīng was taken aback, then quickly regained her composure, almost losing her temper. She managed to hold back and said, "OK, I'll let you go first. Let's see where you can go." With that, she returned to the S600 and instructed the driver to move the car slightly to the side.

Xiǎo Fēinǚ seized the opportunity to remind her, "Mom, the car Féi Dàgē is driving is the Ferrari I mentioned to you the other night. He might really live in this area."

"Nonsense! Your mother isn't blind; I saw it long ago," Béiyǐngqīng scolded Xiǎo Fēinǚ. In fact, she had more to say, but if she hadn't seen Féilún driving the limited edition 550, she wouldn't have been so accommodating and would have instructed the driver to block the way until the end.

Seeing that the other car had moved, Féilún was about to drive off when Xiǎo Lǐzi's call came in. This interruption made him less eager to leave, and he decided to play a trick on Béiyǐngqīng, making her wait. If she couldn't wait, she could go first, as he was only a few hundred meters from the Lǐ residence.

"Hello, Xiǎo Lǐzi, what's up? I'm driving right now!"

"You said you'd come early, but it's already past ten, and you haven't arrived yet."

"I'm already here, just outside your house, but I got blocked."

Féilún was telling the truth, but as he hadn't driven for a while, Béiyǐngqīng, who had just walked back to the Ferrari, heard this and was furious. "Sir Féi, who are you talking to? What nonsense are you spouting?"

Féilún was also angry and blurted out, "What's it got to do with you... dia..." Before he could finish, he suddenly remembered that police officers shouldn't use foul language, "...dǐng shì a!"

Dǐng?!

Béiyǐngqīng was stunned for a moment before realizing that this word meant "butt." Just as she was about to scold Féilún for his inappropriate language, he waved his hand and suddenly drove off, nearly knocking her over.

Béiyǐngqīng, startled, patted her chest to calm down. She was so angry that she was about to curse at Féilún's car, but then she saw Lǐ Zhékǎi standing at the entrance of the Lǐ residence, waving at her.

Although Béiyǐngqīng had met Lǐ Zhékǎi a few times, they were of different generations and didn't get along well. Moreover, the Lǐ family rarely interacted with the Liú and Béi families, so they were only acquaintances. There were no other cars on the road except for Féilún's 550 and her S600. She quickly realized that Lǐ Zhékǎi was waving at Féilún, and her face turned sour.

The distance of a few hundred meters was nothing for a Ferrari. Féilún stopped next to Lǐ Zhékǎi, shook his hand, and said with a smile, "Xiǎo Lǐzi, I'm here!"

Lǐ Zhékǎi also smiled and asked casually, "You said you were blocked. What happened?"

Féilún glanced back at Béiyǐngqīng and said with a frown, "Nothing much, women in menopause are just troublesome!"

"You mean Béiyǐngqīng?"

"Who else? She complained about me this morning, so I had to go to the police station first. Otherwise, I would have been here earlier."

Xiǎo Lǐzi understood Féilún's influence and advised, "Forget it, her family isn't easy..."

Féilún interrupted, "I don't want to argue with her, but if she keeps bothering me, she's asking for it!"

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this." Lǐ Zhékǎi had only mentioned it in passing and didn't intend to plead for Béiyǐngqīng. "By the way, did you bring a gift?"

Féilún was taken aback, "Damn, I forgot. I'll go back and get it."

"Absolutely not!" Xiǎo Lǐzi stopped him, "It's better if you didn't bring one."

Féilún frowned, "You want to see me embarrassed?"

"That's not what I mean," Xiǎo Lǐzi waved his hands, "It's complicated, but it's better that you didn't bring a gift!"

Féilún shook his head, "I don't understand."

Lǐ Zhékǎi walked around to the other side of the car and sat in the passenger seat, "Drive in, I'll explain later."

Féilún immediately started the car and slowly drove into the Lǐ residence. Inside the courtyard, the winding cobblestone path gave a sense of seclusion. Sitting in the car, it felt like they were driving through a small forest. However, today was special, and there were young men in waiter uniforms directing traffic at the corners.

In no time, the car arrived at a flat area in front of a three-story villa. Seeing that there were already over ten luxury cars parked, Féilún snorted, "Xiǎo Lǐzi, how many relatives are at your mother's family dinner today?"

Lǐ Zhékǎi knew what Féilún was upset about and quickly explained, "All of my mother's relatives are here, plus my father's relatives and their families. There are dozens of people."

Hearing this, Féilún was speechless. In fact, it was fortunate that it was just a family dinner; otherwise, with Lǐ's connections, the Lǐ residence might not have been able to accommodate all the guests.

After parking the car, Lǐ Zhékǎi accompanied Féilún into the villa. What puzzled Féilún was that the once simple interior of the Lǐ villa now seemed even more solemn, with no festive atmosphere for a birthday party.

The living room was already filled with young people, mostly the children of Lǐ's and his wife's relatives. Some were sitting on the sofa with glasses of wine, while others were gathered in groups, chatting and laughing.

However, when Lǐ Zhékǎi and Féilún entered, the room seemed to quiet down, and many eyes turned to them, clearly curious about who this person was that could be accompanied by Xiǎo Lǐzi.

Féilún paid no attention to the gazes but was puzzled by the atmosphere of the birthday party. He couldn't ask Xiǎo Lǐzi immediately because of the crowd.

At this moment, the butler came down from upstairs and quickly walked to Lǐ Zhékǎi, whispering, "Young Master, your father instructed that when Mr. Féi arrives, to bring him upstairs."

Lǐ Zhékǎi nodded and said to Féilún, "My dad is waiting, let's go!"

Féilún stopped and said, "You know what I want to know. Explain first, then I'll go."

Lǐ Zhékǎi understood Féilún's temperament and didn't force him, instead asking, "You just want an explanation?"

"Yes!"

"Will you really leave after the explanation?"

"Of course!"

"Alright, I'll tell you..." Xiǎo Lǐzi leaned in and whispered, "Actually, tomorrow is my aunt's anniversary, so my mother's birthday is always this simple." However, their close interaction drew the envy of the surrounding young people, as Xiǎo Lǐzi had never been so intimate with even his older brother, Lǐ Zhéjù. Some even maliciously speculated whether Xiǎo Lǐzi and Féilún were gay.

Féilún, who never cared about others' opinions, asked curiously, "Your aunt!?"

Lǐ Zhékǎi didn't answer this question but said, "I've explained the reason." With that, he walked away. Féilún had no choice but to follow Lǐ Zhékǎi and the butler upstairs.

In the large study, Féilún found Lǐ Chāorén and Zhuāng Yuèhuá.

"Ha, Féilún is here, come in, come in!" Lǐ Chāorén waved the butler away and personally poured a cup of tea for Féilún.

"Uncle Lǐ, to be honest, I came in a hurry today and forgot to bring a gift for Aunt Zhuāng," Féilún said, even though Xiǎo Lǐzi had already told him it wasn't necessary.

The Lǐs exchanged glances and smiled. Zhuāng Yuèhuá said, "Féilún, no one brought a gift today, so don't worry about it. But Uncle Lǐ says you're a business genius, and I have a question I'd like to ask you."

Féilún was taken aback and humbly replied, "Aunt Zhuāng, I just got lucky, I'm not a genius."

"Féilún, don't be modest, I know you well," Lǐ Chāorén said, pointing between himself and Zhuāng Yuèhuá.

Féilún instantly realized that Lǐ Chāorén must have told Zhuāng Yuèhuá about their collaboration in the American stock market. He smiled helplessly, "Uncle Lǐ, you really..."

"I didn't say anything," Lǐ Chāorén quickly waved his hands, "Aunt Zhuāng just happened to discover those stocks, and Xiǎo Lǐzi mentioned Nasdaq, so she guessed it."

Féilún was taken aback and glared at Xiǎo Lǐzi.

Lǐ Zhékǎi smiled awkwardly, "It's not my fault, it just happened."

Féilún was somewhat annoyed but had used the Lǐ family as a cover a few times, so he waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it!" He knew that keeping the secret of the American stock market was like holding in a silent fart; he could keep it alone, and he and Lǐ Chāorén could keep it together, but once Xiǎo Lǐzi knew, it would eventually leak.

Lǐ Zhékǎi sighed in relief, "Féilún, rest assured, no one else will know besides my parents and me."

Lǐ Chāorén echoed, "I agree with Zhékǎi."

Féilún's expression eased, and he changed the subject, "Aunt Zhuāng, what's your question that even Uncle Lǐ can't solve?"

"It's not a big problem, but it's a bit tricky," Zhuāng Yuèhuá said, "Féilún, as you know, our Zhuāng family started with watches, and my sister's greatest wish was to make our Zhuāng watches famous..."

"Your sister? Your biological sister?" Féilún, who had not paid much attention when Xiǎo Lǐzi mentioned his aunt's anniversary, was now shocked. According to his knowledge, Lǐ Chāorén's first wife, Mrs. Zhuāng, had no sister.

Féilún's question was somewhat impolite, but Zhuāng Yuèhuá, considering his relationship with Lǐ Chāorén, answered solemnly, "Yes, my biological sister, her name is Zhuāng Yuèmíng."

Hearing this, Féilún was stunned and asked urgently, "Aunt Zhuāng, what about your brother? I heard you have a brother."

Faced with such a direct question, Zhuāng Yuèhuá and Lǐ Chāorén were embarrassed and remained silent. Xiǎo Lǐzi was taken aback, "Féilún, who told you that? I don't have an uncle!"

Féilún stood up, lost in thought, muttering, "You don't have an uncle? How is that possible? How is that possible?!" At the same time, he remembered that Lǐ Chāorén's first wife was surnamed Zhuāng, but her name was not Yuèhuá, but Yuèmíng.

Lǐ Chāorén, seeing Féilún's distress, asked concernedly, "Féilún, what's wrong with you?"

Fortunately, Féilún had a strong mind and quickly regained his composure, rubbing his face, "I'm fine, I was just distracted. Sorry!"

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