Transmigration: Lady Chi Woos The Ice cold Professor Jun
Chapter 668: A party to die for

Chapter 668: A party to die for

When the car arrived at their home, myrtle house, she roused Muyang and they went inside together. Within their home, he did not require a wheel chair to move around, so he walked on his two legs.

Inside, they found his brothers already waiting in the living room, helping themselves to the peach wine from Chi Lian’s drums and enjoying some grilled beef whose smell had drawn in all the carnivorous pets that were roaming around inside the house.

"Don’t you have homes?" Muyang asked with a slight annoyance in his voice. "We are too tired to play host." he added.

"We can host ourselves, little brother." Ringo raised his glass when he said to Muyang.

"How did everything go sister-in-law?" one of the triplets asked.

"Yes, we are absolutely curious and itching to know. We have been keeping an eye on the peep star’s page but all we have seen so far is a post about city bank and the Ai’s." Ringo adjoined on to his cousin’s words. "I am anxious, if the plan does not go according to the design then we will have made a few big enemies for ourselves."

"Did you all remember to wear the masks bear distributed?" she asked them.

"Yes."

"Of course."

"It would have been foolish not to do so."

Their replies were instant, but all similar, and confirming that they did as was required.

"Then we don’t have anything to worry about. But, I already shared some pictures and a video with the peep star. No paparazzo would resist a scoop like this. A party of powerful people with expensive booze and women!!, these are the sort of things they like." she assured them.

"Won’t that paparazzo see through the deep fake video?" one of the triplets asked.

"No way, don’t doubt my skills brother-in-law." she fired a finger at him and then yawned.

Muyang noticed and he turned her around by the shoulders, indicating that they should leave. "We are going to bed, you guys can do what you want."

"Wait," Ringo called out, "Won’t you eat with us?"

"We have already eaten." Muyang answered.

He pushed Chi Lian forcefully up the stairs because his wife was the type whose mouth would still chew unnecessarily even though the stomach was stuffed. This was probably how Mei-Mei had picked up the habit of eating indiscriminately. It was very possible for her to be seduced by that smell of grilled beef.

As they went up the stairs, he saw her look back more than once and he smiled slyly.

"No more food for you." he said sternly.

Then, he felt guilty guilty for using that stern voice because she was looking at him with aggrieved eyes and pouting as well.

"Sorry, I hope I didn’t scare you."

"You bought that!" she exclaimed in surprise and happiness.

He smirked, and continued to push her all the way into their bedroom. She was not fooling anyone with this pitiful look, he was simply used to spoiling her and always allowing her have his way. How could his weak heart take it when she looked at him with those eyes?

Like had been the habit lately, they found their twins already asleep, in their bed.

"Nanny Fang," Muyang groaned, in frustration.

Chi Lian turned away and a smile flickered across her lips, it was easy to tell what was frustrating him.

"What, don’t you enjoy sleeping together as a family?" she asked him.

He grumbled with a frown and said, "Once or twice a week sure, but not everyday. We are husband and wife, this bedroom is our private sanctity. Now we have to hide our handcuffs and our desire.."

"Shhhh!" she looked around wildly and urged him to keep his voice down. Would he dare to say something so outrageous in the presence of their children?

"Desire to cuddle and laugh out loud." he completed his intended words despite her aggressive shushing.

He looked at his phone briefly, frowned and said, "It’s still not up."

What?" she asked.

"A post about the fake party." he answered.

"Maybe I should contact the peep star again," she told him and she got her own phone.

"Oh, looks like the peep star has come through for us. I guess that paparazzo can be counted on after all." he came closer and showed her the post on his phone.

The mighty little peep star: [A party to die for, the caliber of guests at this yacht party is very astonishing. Some ministers, high level police officers, aristocrats, a mayor, notable business men, to mention but a few. But does my camera deceive me or is that one of the emperor’s nephews? If you were not invited, perhaps you are moving in the wrong social circles.]

The short thirty second video T4 had put together showed a few faces with drinks in their hands and smiles on their faces. The laughter was loud and toasting of wine glasses was unending.

In the pictures, it looked like a few working girls had been invited as well as, but their faces were deliberately blurred. The expensive drinks, fruits and food was available in colossal quantities.

[Wow, is that Cheval Blanc wine? Who threw this party?]

[Ministers and police officials on a private cruise at night... so suspicious.]

[I know a working girl when I see one, my dear peep star, you did not need to cover their faces.]

[I was wondering why a secret party with a few recognizable officials in our empire matters but half of those men and women are married.]

[This needs investigation, why are officers of the empire spending so much money on lavish parties. This is our tax payer’s money.]

[I must be one of those moving in the wrong circles because I was not invited.]

"The video certainly looks authentic, and it only shows that which we want seen and the people are buying it. The news will be picking the story up soon. You have outdone yourself my wife." he commented.

"Of course, otherwise do you doubt the quality of my work?" she bragged.

"I think you mean my work." T4 interjected.

"I have never doubted you for a single second my dear." he answered. "Has the emperor paid us yet? I am owed six million."

"Only!" she said, impishly, acting surprised.

He pushed her in the direction of the bathroom, with a grin on his face. Then, he helped her take off her clothes and he did the same for himself because they had to shower before bed.

"You know, I am getting only six million because someone went overboard and she captured most of the targets as if her life depended on it. In my old age, I might have to depend on you for survival."

"Waah, my aged ginger, aren’t you already old?" she answered playfully.

Muyang grinned devilishly and said, "I should prove my youth then, I will make sure that this is the last time you ever call me old."