My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 44 Never Lack_1

"Could Zhang Jiacheng have provoked that man from earlier?" she ventured curiously, "Do you know who did it?"

"It doesn’t matter who did it." Shang Jingchen replied with an indifferent look, "This event could only benefit the Shang Family. His fall promotes my people. I should thank that person."

Suddenly, the sound of police sirens echoed outside, causing a flurry of changes in the faces of the banquet attendees. Zhang Jiacheng’s face turned pale.

Soon, a horde of police officers rushed in, presenting a search warrant.

"We received a tip-off that your property contains marijuana and evidence of corruption."

"Interesting, such rapid and decisive action, leaving no room for counteraction. Even those seeking to protect Zhang Jiacheng from the top, have no opportunity to act!" Shang Jingchen narrowed his eyes, his interest piqued by the person carefully orchestrating the event behind the scenes.

Of the big enterprises active in the city, none seemed to have conflicts with Zhang Jiacheng.

But such dexterity, could never be expected from a small enterprise.

What could be the aim?

***

At this moment, on the avenue among the trees outside the villa, a low-key black Lincoln limousine slowly drove away.

Inside the car, a devilishly charming man reclined on the leather sofa, his long legs crossed nonchalantly, holding a tall wine glass in his hand.

The man serving him on both sides poured him the wine respectfully, "Third Young Master, for such minor matters, you can leave it to us. There’s no need for you to handle it personally."

Just a simple infiltration, leaving some files to be discovered by the police, additionally tripping up Zhang Xinyue to cause a scene at the banquet.

Such elementary tasks, why would they need the Third Young Master to get his hands dirty? His subordinates could easily handle it.

The man closed his deep-set eyes, uttering four words, "Because I am bored!"

Feiyu was taken aback.

Others are doomed when you are bored!

But it indeed seemed unfair to the Third Young Master, who had been whooping it up abroad for so many years, leading such a thrilling and free life.

All of a sudden, he was summoned back to the country by a phone call from the old master to engage in the group’s operations.

What on earth was the old master thinking? The Third Young Master had already declared that he isn’t interested in the heir’s position.

Moreover, in the eyes of the entire Jun Family, the Third Young Master is considered a prodigal son living a decadent life abroad, looked down upon. Isn’t the old master afraid that he could bring ruin to the family fortunes?

However...

Recalling the austere and in-depth countenance of the old master, whom Feiyu had a brief encounter with, he felt a shiver, followed by a surge of respect.

The old master, who had gone through the ups and downs of the commercial and political fields, possessed sharp and profound eyes, akin to the Third Young Master. He’s not someone to be trifled with!

As the head of the Jun Family who rules over hundreds, his finesse, boldness, vision, and knowledge are beyond extraordinary.

Could he have seen through the Third Young Master’s motives?

Feiyu felt that the Third Young Master couldn’t easily wash his hands off this time upon his return.

"Feiyu, today, I saw a woman that really piqued my interest." Third Young Master Jun’s deceptive eyes flickered.

Recalling the woman who resembled a scared fawn, who, despite clearly being scared to death, dared to look him in the eyes.

His low sinister laugh echoed as his thin lips touched the rim of the crystal glass, exuding a dangerous charm.

No one has ever shown him such an expression at their first encounter - truly fascinating.

"Are you sure it’s interest and not lust?" Feiyu teased.

"Although I usually find myself lusting after women’s bodies, I occasionally become interested in their minds. Feiyu, do not think of me as vulgar, even I can be refined at times."

Feiyu was now genuinely curious.

Frankly speaking, the Third Young Master was never short of women – women of all shapes and beauty, but he was always aloof, uninvolved.

He never took women seriously, and it was unusual for him to show interest in a woman beyond the physical.