My Sexy CEO Wife-Chapter 125 - 124: Chatting With You

"What did you say!" Gao Fei glared with his eyes wide open, "The recorder was destroyed, the three assassins are dead, and Dongfang Jian was released without charges! Are you sure you're not joking with me?"

"No joke, it's true," Lu Hao said indignantly, "It was an inside job. Someone destroyed the recorder, poisoned the three assassins, then fled out of fear of the crime." As he spoke, Lu Hao couldn't help cursing, "I'm so pissed off! I'm so pissed off! I thought it was a done deal, but then this accident happened... it's so frustrating, what is this nonsense."

"Quite a move," Gao Fei sneered, "What a move! To save his son, Dongfang Fengyun wouldn't hesitate to destroy evidence, impressive, indeed."

"Brother Fei, what should we do next?" Lu Hao asked.

"Hmph!" Gao Fei snorted, "Do they think that by destroying evidence, they've got me beat?" He continued with a flash of fierceness in his eyes, "I wanted to use milder methods for my revenge, but they had to pull this stunt on me. Now that they've broken the rules of the game, they can't blame me for being ruthless."

"Brother Fei, what are you planning to do?" Lu Hao felt a chill exuding from Gao Fei, a bone-piercing coldness.

"Go find out where Dongfang Jian is hiding," Gao Fei instructed.

"Oh... alright, I'm on it," Lu Hao responded and quickly turned to leave with long strides.

...

In the dead of night.

Dongfang Jian sat on a sofa enjoying the sight of two women dancing, "Come closer, not so far apart... dance harder, yes, just like that, dance harder. If I'm pleased, you'll be rewarded handsomely."

The two young women danced vigorously, doing their utmost to please Dongfang Jian.

"Slurp!" Dongfang Jian picked up his glass and took a swig, then lit up a cigar and started smoking. It must be said that he really knew how to enjoy life – wine, cigarettes, beautiful women, and a luxurious villa, not things just anyone could have.

"Young Master Dongfang, we're tired, may we take a rest?" The two young women wiped the sweat off their faces, truly exhausted and longing for a break.

"Want to rest, huh? You can, but kneel and bark like a dog first. Do it well, and I'll let you rest and reward you handsomely," Dongfang Jian said with a sly laugh.

"Oh, Young Master Dongfang, you're so bad..." The two young women slowly knelt and started barking like dogs, shedding their dignity only to please Dongfang Jian in hopes of a generous tip.

"Good, good! That's the way! Now meow like a cat. As long as I'm pleased, I will reward you handsomely," Dongfang Jian laughed heartily.

"Thud! Thud!"

The two women suddenly collapsed on the floor, motionless.

"Oh? Playing dead now!" Dongfang Jian laughed, "Get up! Stop faking! Hurry up!" As the two women remained motionless on the ground, Dongfang Jian grew impatient, "I told you to get up, did you hear me! If you don't, I'll get angry!"

"Stop shouting, they can't hear you," a man's voice suddenly echoed in the living room.

"Who!" Dongfang Jian turned abruptly to find a man standing by the window – a man, the man he least wanted to see, Gao Fei: "It's you! How did you get in here? Guards! Guards!"

"Stop shouting," Gao Fei said calmly, "I've knocked out all those guards. They won't wake up before dawn."

"You... you... what do you want..." Dongfang Jian said fearfully, "I warn you, if you dare touch me, my father will never let you off!"

Gao Fei walked toward Dongfang Jian, "Don't be scared, I'm just here to have a chat with you."

"I don't want to talk to you! Get out, leave now!!!" Dongfang Jian said while stretching his hand behind him, then felt for his phone. Just as he prepared to make a call for help, Gao Fei saw through his attempt.

"If you dare to make a call, I'll chop off your hand," Gao Fei said menacingly, "If you don't believe me, go ahead and try."

Dongfang Jian stiffened and dared not move, unwilling to bet his hand on it, knowing he could become handicapped if he lost the bet.

"Right, just like that, behave and listen, and I won't make it hard for you." Gao Fei walked over with measured steps, took the phone hidden behind Dongfang Jian's back, removed the battery, and tossed it aside, "Let's talk, shall we?" Gao Fei sat down on the sofa, facing Dongfang Jian.

"What... what did you do to them..." Dongfang Jian stammered.

"You seem quite concerned about them," Gao Fei glanced at the two women lying on the floor, "Relax, they're just temporarily unconscious, they will come to before long." Before entering the living room, Gao Fei had flicked two coins, knocking out the women unnoticed by Dongfang Jian due to his speedy action.

"What... what exactly do you want..." Dongfang Jian recoiled, trying to put as much distance between them as possible.

"Let's talk about the recorder and the three assassins," Gao Fei said smilingly to Dongfang Jian.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Dongfang Jian shook his head.

"Don't know?" Gao Fei raised an eyebrow.

"Right, I don't know, you might be asking the wrong person," Dongfang Jian still shook his head.

"Looks like you've got amnesia. Let me heal you a bit," Gao Fei drawled as he reached out and grabbed Dongfang Jian's hair, then forcefully yanked and pressed down, smashing Dongfang Jian's head onto the coffee table with a deafening thud.

"Ah! It hurts so bad!" Dongfang Jian wailed, blood slowly trickling down his forehead, his body trembling nonstop.

"Remember anything now?" Gao Fei asked indifferently.

"I don't know, I really don't know..."

"Oh, still haven't remembered, huh? Then let me 'treat' you again."

"Bang!"

Dongfang Jian's forehead struck the coffee table once more, blood splattering everywhere, the pain causing him to convulse violently: "I remember now, I remember, please don't hit me anymore, I'm begging you, please..." After two strikes, Dongfang Jian's mental defenses completely crumbled; after all, he was nothing but an uneducated playboy, totally unaccustomed to such torture.

"Then start talking," Gao Fei released Dongfang Jian, then picked up a tissue to wipe the blood from his hands: "I'll say it again, as long as you cooperate, I won't make things difficult for you."

Dongfang Jian slumped on the carpet, covering his wound, looking utterly disheveled: "It was my dad, he got some friends to help, destroy the recording pen, and kill the three assassins, then arranged for his friends to escape..."

"Move on to the part where you hired people to assassinate me," Gao Fei said flatly.

"You already know all about it, why are you still asking me to speak?" Dongfang Jian looked puzzled.

"Quit the nonsense, just talk! Hurry up!" Gao Fei glared at him.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk!" Dongfang Jian nodded hastily: "You humiliated me at the charity gala, and I harbored a grudge, so I paid some people to kill you, but it ended in failure. As for the recording pen... it was one of the assassins who made the recording. I never expected him to pull such a move; it nearly got me killed..." Under Gao Fei's interrogation, Dongfang Jian confessed truthfully.

"Did your old man know about you hiring a hitman?" Gao Fei continued to inquire.

"He found out afterwards, really, I'm not lying to you, if he had known I was paying to have you killed, he would've definitely stopped me."

"Dongfang Jian, you've done quite a few bad things over the years, haven't you?"

"Bad things? No, I haven't done anything bad! Really, I'm just a guy who loves to play and spend money, I never do anything bad."

"You're not being honest," Gao Fei reached out and grabbed Dongfang Jian's hair again: "Dishonesty needs to be punished." As he spoke, Gao Fei yanked hard and then forcefully pressed down another time, "Bang!" Dongfang Jian's forehead had another intimate encounter with the coffee table.

I have to say, the table was exceptionally sturdy; it remained unscathed even after such violent impacts, which was truly remarkable.

The blood that had just stopped started flowing once again, and the intense pain almost suffocated Dongfang Jian.

"Not talking yet?" Gao Fei kept Dongfang Jian's head in his grip and continued to slam it into the coffee table, once, twice, three times...

"I'll talk... Is talking not enough for you..." Ultimately, Dongfang Jian caved in. It wasn't that he lacked guts, but the pain was just too much. He really couldn't take it anymore; if it continued, he thought he might die from the pain.

"Would've been better to start like this; could've spared yourself a lot of agony," Gao Fei released Dongfang Jian: "Go on, let's hear it, what have you contributed all these years?" Given Dongfang Jian's boorish and haughty behavior, he surely had committed his share of misdeeds, it's just that no one dared to confront him usually.

Today, Gao Fei was going to sort out Dongfang Jian properly.

"I've run several red lights..."

"Often street raced..."

"And drove under the influence..."

"Slap!"

Gao Fei slapped Dongfang Jian: "Focus on the main point, skip this useless stuff."

"Back when I was in school, I exploited the fact that I came from a rich family, often bullied classmates from lesser backgrounds, made them wash my clothes, massage my back, imitate dogs barking..."

"Last year, I spent money to build a few buildings that I eventually sold. During construction, to save money, I deliberately bought some substandard cement and steel bars... The buildings look neat and of good quality from the outside, but inside they are full of dangers and could collapse at any moment..."

"I've kept many mistresses, some of whom were married women..."

"I embezzled money from the company behind my father's back to pay off gambling debts, and to this day, he's still in the dark about it."

...

"That's it, that's all the wrongs I've done," Dongfang Jian looked pleadingly at Gao Fei: "Really, I'm not lying to you."