My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 753: Feel it back_1

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Chapter 753: Chapter 753: Feel it back_1

Third Young Master Jun showed a satisfied expression before wiping her mouth clean with a tissue.

"Those ’bad habits’ of mine that you pick on, I’ll ’correct’ them one by one for you. Now, go to sleep!"

Ye Lu’s eyes darkened and she humphed. She was indeed tired and couldn’t be bothered to quibble with him.

When Third Young Master Jun left the room, his mood was quite good. Feiyu, however, walked over with a serious expression, looking somewhat worried.

"Your godfather, Mr. Sufeman’s assistant, just called. He wants you to contact him!"

Third Young Master Jun was taken aback, frowning, "Father has found out about it so soon."

He turned on the computer, logged into a secret website, entered the password and fingerprint, and connected to the satellite phone.

From the other end of the line, he heard the sound of waves and the steady, penetrating voice of an old man, filled with spirit.

"King, long time no see."

"Father, long time no see. How’s your health?" Third Young Master Jun’s voice carried a deep respect.

There weren’t many people in this world whom he really respected, but Su Feiman was one of them.

Over thirty years ago, he was an illustrious figure, celebrated globally and one of the most influential people in Asia, once holding the highest office in a united country.

After his retirement, he covertly founded ’new’, a conglomerate of political and economic elites from Asia, Africa and South America, and quickly developed it into a leading player among global underground power organizations.

He was also his own godfather, who brought him into ’new’ and trained him to become a key figure in the upper echelons of ’new’.

"The results of the chemotherapy are not bad, they are enough to let me come out again. King, I want to see you." Su Feiman’s calm voice carried a hidden depth of meaning.

"I understand," Third Young Master Jun hung up the satellite phone, his eyes mysterious.

"Third Young Master, does godfather want to see you?" At the side, Feiyu’s face turned pale. Because of pancreatic cancer, Sufeman no longer manages affairs in ’new’ for the most part.

Most of the work is handed over to the three saints, one of whom is the Third Young Master.

Sufeman hasn’t met with anyone from the organization for a long time, and only appeared in a top-level meeting within the last two years.

Therefore, unless something major happens, he wouldn’t see anyone.

It seems that the Third Young Master’s recent use of the six-star authority has caught his attention. This is not a good thing, as according to the organization’s law, the use of any authority was based on creating greater benefits for the organization.

Apparently, the Third Young Master has violated that law twice.

The godfather is a very severe man, almost brutal.

"Feiyu, you go get ready, I’ll fly over the day after tomorrow."

...

Ye Lu slept until morning.

Opening her eyes to a strange room, it seemed dreamlike. After all the twists and turns, she ended up back here.

Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly felt something on her stomach. She looked down to find a large hand comfortably resting on her belly, as natural as a lion guarding its territory.

Ye Lu’s face darkened and she swatted away the intrusive hand in annoyance.

She then shot a murderous glare at the man lying beside her, who was fast asleep.

This bastard, how dare he be on her bed. After getting up to eat last night, she took a shower, returned to her room, and locked the door to prevent him from coming in.

She finally fell asleep peacefully.

Imagine her surprise when she woke up to find this bastard.

Her slap had removed the hand, but before long it had found its way back to her belly. After groping around for a bit as if confirming something, it then comfortably rested itself back onto her stomach.