My Sexy CEO Wife-Chapter 151 - 150 Airport Encounter

"Son, go and speak to your master, ask him to send someone to find out what exactly is going on," Dongfang Fengyun said, "Has your brother's body been found yet? Who is the murderer?"

"Okay, when I get the chance, I'll talk to him," Dongfang Jian nodded, "Dad, go rest. I'll call you when it's time for dinner." Dongfang Fengyun looked very unwell. He hadn't slept well for years, spending his days either sighing or shedding tears in secret, which had left him looking very haggard.

Dongfang Fengyun stood up, his steps staggering as he walked into the bedroom.

"Sigh..." Dongfang Jian let out a soft sigh, "We were living such a beautiful and happy life, and in the blink of an eye, everything changed. Heaven, you have been unfair to us."

After calming his restless emotions, Dongfang Jian pulled out a chair to sit down, then opened the 'Merciless Decision' and began to read it carefully.

All of it was written in traditional characters, which Dongfang Jian found somewhat challenging to read. When he encountered characters with particularly complex strokes, he would have to stop and study them for a long time before he could continue reading.

For just over twenty pages, Dongfang Jian read for several hours.

"Profound and vast!" Dongfang Jian put down the book, rubbing his eyes, "Truly profound and vast!"

"Master was right, to cultivate 'Merciless Decision' to the Great Achievement Realm, one must sever the seven emotions and six desires!"

"The heart must be as tough as steel, devoid of sorrow and joy!"

"From now on, there shall be no love in my heart!"

"Take it slow, one day I will succeed!" Dongfang Jian clenched his fist, murmuring to himself, "With enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground to a needle!"

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Yang Wei was very efficient in his work. In just three days, he had sourced hundreds of antiques for Gao Fei, mostly from the Tang Dynasty, including a wide variety, from porcelain to wood carvings, and even calligraphy and paintings—just about everything.

Of course, the price was also very high, with Gao Fei having paid a total of over ten billion.

After receiving the antiques, Gao Fei began his closed-door cultivation. Seven days later, he emerged with his cultivation advanced to the Third Layer of the Inedia Stage, and his Combat Power increased to 13,000 points.

His cultivation speed had increased, but the cost was also very high. To acquire the antiques, Gao Fei had spent tens of billions in total, an amount not just anyone could afford.

"To cultivate, one must earn more money," Gao Fei said with a self-deprecating smile. As long as he had enough money, he could continue to acquire antiques endlessly, which in turn would allow him to cultivate rapidly—it was a cycle.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The phone began ringing, it was Yang Wei calling.

"Mr. Yang, what do you need? Did you acquire more antiques?" Gao Fei answered the phone.

"Mr. Gao, would you be interested in attending an underground auction?" Yang Wei asked.

"An underground auction?"

"It's a private auction," Yang Wei explained.

"What about it? Are there any good items at the auction?"

"I've heard that antiques from the Qin Dynasty will appear at the auction, and not just a few."

"Antiques from the Qin Dynasty?" Gao Fei's eyes lit up, "Is the information reliable?" Over two thousand years have passed since the Qin Dynasty, a dynasty full of legend in Huaxia's history. Ying Zheng, the first emperor of Huaxia, known as the 'Once-in-Eternity Emperor', was revered immensely. It was unfortunate, however, that soon after his death, the Qin Dynasty collapsed...

During Ying Zheng's reign, the country was, at least on the surface, very strong.

Many collectors loved to collect items from the Qin Dynasty, but unfortunately, very few items from that period had survived to the present, making them extremely rare on the market.

The older the antiques, the more Gao Fei cherished them! This was because such antiques contained more spiritual energy!

"Absolutely reliable!" Yang Wei assured him, thumping his chest.

"Where will the auction be held?" Gao Fei inquired.

"In the capital."

"The capital? Those people are really daring to play such games right under the emperor's nose. That's incredibly bold," Gao Fei remarked.

The state had clearly laid out laws forbidding the private trade of Qin Dynasty antiques, especially bronzeware, which was strictly penalized. With someone daring to auction Qin Dynasty antiques in the capital, it was a fearless move indeed.

"They say the most dangerous place can be the safest," Yang Wei said with a laugh, "Mr. Gao, it's because I'm familiar with you that I'm sharing this information. I wouldn't say a word of it to anyone else." After a few transactions, Yang Wei had let down his guard around Gao Fei to the lowest point.

"I'll come to the capital to meet you now," said Gao Fei, ending the call and getting up to leave the villa.

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Several hours later.

Gao Fei appeared at the Capital City airport.

"Mr. Gao," Yang Wei strode over, "I've booked a room at the hotel, let me take you there now."

"Okay," nodded Gao Fei, following Yang Wei towards the airport exit.

"Mr. Gao?!" Just then, a woman's shout suddenly came from behind.

Gao Fei paused in his stride, then turned around: "Meng Xiaoyu?" A few meters away stood a woman with sunglasses, her long hair draped over her shoulders, slim figure, fair skin - if not Meng Xiaoyu, who else could it be?

"Mr. Gao, it really is you!" Meng Xiaoyu quickly walked over, followed by several men in black suits, looking like bodyguards. Meng Xiaoyu was now a top-tier celebrity, worth over a hundred million; of course, she could afford to hire bodyguards.

These days, celebrities generally hire bodyguards for their own safety and to fend off overenthusiastic reporters. Reporters nowadays are too formidable; they swarm you the moment they see you, almost eager to shove the microphone into a star's mouth. Without bodyguards, celebrities could easily become overwhelmed.

Meng Xiaoyu opened her arms to embrace Gao Fei, but to her surprise, he dodged.

"What a coincidence," Gao Fei stepped back, creating some distance between them, then said with a smile, "I didn't expect to run into you here."

Meng Xiaoyu retracted her arms, smiling like a blooming flower, "It really is! I was filming out of town a few days ago and just flew back to Capital City today. Didn't expect to bump into you. We really do have fate, Mr. Gao. What brings you to Capital City?

Sightseeing? Or here for business? Are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner!"

The bodyguards hired by Meng Xiaoyu all looked surprised. They had been with Meng Xiaoyu for a while and had some understanding of her temperament. Meng Xiaoyu was a conservative girl, never striking up conversations with strange men and always deliberately keeping her distance from men she knew.

But today… Meng Xiaoyu was unexpectedly throwing herself at a man, and even though it was unsuccessful, it amazed the bodyguards!

What was the story with this man who could make Meng Xiaoyu so eager to please? It truly was unbelievable!

"I'm in Capital City for business," Gao Fei said, "I might not be free tonight..."

"Then how about tomorrow," Meng Xiaoyu looked at Gao Fei expectantly, "you can't reject me this time."

"We'll see. If I'm free tomorrow, I'll call you."

"You have to keep your word! You must call me tomorrow!"

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At that moment, a bodyguard stepped forward and said, "Miss Meng, the time you arranged to meet the director is almost upon us."

"Mr. Gao, I have something urgent and must go now, but you have to contact me tomorrow," Meng Xiaoyu said, casting a reluctant glance at Gao Fei, then left the airport under the protection of her bodyguards.

As soon as Meng Xiaoyu left, Yang Wei came over with a hehe chuckle, "If I'm not mistaken, that was Meng Xiaoyu, the currently popular superstar, right? Mr. Gao, you're pretty lucky with ladies, even a big star like Meng Xiaoyu holds you in high regard."

"You're thinking too much," Gao Fei scoffed, "Meng Xiaoyu and I are just ordinary friends."

"Enough with the pretense, I saw everything clearly," laughed Yang Wei, "the way Meng Xiaoyu looked at you was full of love. I can guarantee she definitely likes you! And she's head over heels! As for you... I'm a bit puzzled because you're too good at hiding it..."

"Let's drop this useless talk and get going, I've been on a plane for hours and I'm tired," Gao Fei said and then walked towards the exit of the airport.

"Hey, wait for me…" Yang Wei quickly followed him.

A few minutes later.

A black Audi car slowly pulled away from the airport entrance, carrying two people: Gao Fei and Yang Wei.

"Mr. Gao, this isn't your first visit to Capital City, is it?" Yang Wei drove with caution while making conversation, a technique to liven up the atmosphere.

"No," Gao Fei shifted to find the most comfortable position, leaning back in his seat, "I've been here before."

"Capital City has really developed fast over the years," Yang Wei remarked, "It's not an exaggeration to describe it as changing with each passing day. Not to mention anything else, just look at the skyscrapers on both sides of the road, one after another, each more magnificent than the last..."

"Capital City is the capital, the face of Huaxia, so of course it has to be built up nicely," Gao Fei commented lightly.

"That makes sense," Yang Wei nodded, "Over a decade ago, I was just a poor kid carrying my luggage to Capital City to struggle for a living. I did a lot of work to survive, like bricklaying, carrying cement, delivering water, washing dishes… Those days were tough. Later on, with the support of a few benefactors, life gradually got better… Looking back now, it feels like a dream."

"I've had similar experiences," Gao Fei said, "I've also had my fair share of hardships for a living."

"You've done much better than me. At your age, I was still moving bricks on a construction site, and you've already become a billionaire. Compared to you, I'm just an ant," said Yang Wei.

Their conversation was filled with laughter and the journey was anything but lonely.

Capital City was indeed bustling, but who knew the bitterness hidden behind its glitz and glamour?

There's a term called "Beijing Drifter," describing those who come to Capital City to scramble for a living, with no fixed abode, leading a nomadic life. Sometimes there's uncertainty from meal to meal, and when treated unfairly, one can only endure. How difficult is it to rise above it all?

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