Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 987: You Can’t Fool Me

Everyone’s hair stood on end, alarms blared.

Su Li welcomed him with a smile, her beautiful eyes sizing up Feng Huaijin’s clothes, her slender fingers gently smoothing his shirt, saying, ”Seems to fit just right.”

Feng Huaijin responded indifferently, ”If he can’t buy a proper fit, he doesn’t need to come tomorrow.”

Su Li chuckled quietly.

A group of reporters watched their intimate gestures, increasingly amazed at their own misjudgment — how could Su Li have called for a gigolo? They clearly have a good relationship!

Then Mr. Feng’s next sentence that the bodyguard doesn’t need to come tomorrow almost had the reporters’ legs turn to jelly on the spot.

That wasn’t said for the bodyguard buying clothes, right? Did you see the change in the bodyguard’s face?

That was said for them, warning them!

The downfall of a small bodyguard doing a poor job is immediate dismissal. These reporters came with cameras to talk nonsense and snap pictures, and their fate is easily imagined...

Su Li and Feng Huaijin seemed unaware that a group of reporters were almost too frightened to hold on, continuing to whisper intimately and laughing softly.

The reporters were stiff at the door, unable to leave yet unable to stay.

Every sweet word they whispered felt like torment to the reporters, as if frying on a hot pan.

A group of reporters nearly cried, looking pitifully at the pair inside.

They talked for what seemed forever, finally bestowing them a glance.

A seasoned entertainment reporter bravely cried, ”Mr. Feng, President Su, we’re sorry for today’s mistake. We got it wrong.”

Feng Huaijin’s expression remained cold, he chuckled lightly, questioning, ”Got it wrong? So the cost of crime is this low now?”

If he weren’t there, even with only Su Li, she couldn’t fully defend herself.

Articles like ”President Su of Star Sky Entertainment alone in a luxurious five-star hotel suite,” once posted online with a suggestive tone, could lead to rumors fueled by netizens’ imaginations. Like calling for a gigolo, and the gigolo just left, etc.

Thanks to these reporters’ handiwork, that’s exactly what happened.

A female reporter was already in tears, crying out, ”Mr. Feng, we were wrong. We will instantly destroy the photos and videos, swear not to expose them online, please give us a chance.”

All the reporters suddenly felt a bit lucky.

Thank goodness... Thank goodness it wasn’t live... Otherwise, they’d be finished!

Mr. Feng has appeared publicly only a handful of times, each time related to Su Li, showing how much he values her.

Feng Huaijin propped his chin with one hand, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said blandly, ”No need, just release it.”

Release, release it?

The reporters exchanged looks, nodding like pecking chicks, calling out, ”Understood, Mr. Feng, rest assured, we’ll release it right away, not embellish anything.”

After all, they are reporters mixing in the entertainment industry; this seemed like a setup for President Su, it’s likely a signal of counterattack from Mr. Feng, right?

These corporate battles hold little interest for the reporters, nor do they dare show interest.

Sorting out the reporters isn’t urgent, not one will escape.

Once the reporters were grudgingly sent away, Su Li suspiciously leaned in front of Feng Huaijin, ”What do you mean by letting them release it?”

Feng Huaijin pretended to lightly hug Su Li’s slender waist, raised an eyebrow and said, ”What do you mean? I’m helping you deal with IMC Entertainment.”

Su Li poked at his firm shoulder muscles and said coquettishly, ”It’s one thing to fool the reporters, but don’t think you can fool me.”