Chapter 162: Imitating His Ex-wife

“You don’t have to tell me what kind of person Wu Mei is.”

“I reluctantly agreed to let you stay in the Li family on account of the higher-ups of the Ministry of Defense.”

“If my memory serves me right, your mission should be to observe if there are any suspicious people around the villa, not to sit around in the villa and gossip about Wu Mei and slander your companions. If you don’t remember the rules and regulations in the Special Agent manual, I can inform the Senior Officers to have you go back and retrain,” Li Nanchen retorted sharply. Feng Yue’s face turned so red from his mocking that it seemed like blood was going to drip out from her face. She could only quickly get up and leave.

Looks like slandering Wu Mei and sowing discord between Li Nanchen and Wu Mei isn’t going to work…

Feng Yue had another plan in mind. She took the initiative to look for the maids who had been working in the villa for the longest time. She put on a friendly expression and asked, “Do you know President Li’s ex-wife? Did she also live in this villa in the past? Do you know her?”

The maids looked at her warily but did not respond.

Seeing this, Feng Yue took out a wad of pink cash and secretly stuffed it into the maids’ hands. She said with a smile, “I just want to know what kind of person she is.”

The maids quietly put away the money and looked strangely at Wu Mei, who was sitting in the living room. She is clearly in the villa, so why is Feng Yue asking them about her?

Although they did not understand Feng Yue’s motive, they still counted their fingers as they said, “Madam is very gentle.”

“She takes good care of President Li and Old Master Li and has a good attitude towards us. She doesn’t treat us as servants.”

“Moreover, the ex-Madam is very filial to the Old Master. Every time she’s at home, the Old Master will always have a smile on his face and his mental state will be better than usual. She knows how to make the Old Master happy, and President Li often goes with her to accompany the Old Master…”

The maids listed Wu Mei’s merits in detail, but Feng Yue saw the key to a breakthrough!

Filial? Feng Yue saw Wu Mei pushing Old Master Li to the outdoor courtyard to relax. She then squatted in front of Old Master Li and massaged his legs.

Without hesitation, Feng Yue ran straight to their side and deliberately squeezed Wu Mei away. With a smile on her face, she said, “Old Master, I’ve learned massaging and tui na in the past. My pressure will definitely be better than Wu Mei’s! What do you think?”

“Let me massage you in the future.”

“Wu Mei is so busy, so she definitely won’t have much time to take care of you. I’m more suitable than her…”

“If you need anything else, just tell me! I can do it for you!”

Feng Yue took the initiative to be attentive. Old Master Li frowned as he looked at her without saying anything. On the other hand, Wu Mei crossed her arms and leaned against the glass door. Seeing how obsequious and ingratiating Feng Yue was, Wu Mei knew that she was definitely planning something fishy, but she did not step in to stop Feng Yue.

Since Feng Yue wanted to be a free labor and a servant, she naturally had to fulfill her wish.

“You like to drink osmanthus soup, don’t you? I heard that President Li’s ex-wife will frequently make it for you. I’ve been learning to cook recently. Why don’t I make it for you to taste someday?”

Sensing that the atmosphere was pretty good, Feng Yue took the opportunity to say that to try and get the Old Master on her side.

Old Master Li looked up at Wu Mei. Wu Mei put her index finger to her lips and gently shook her head to signal to him to let Feng Yue do whatever she wanted.

Looks like Feng Yue has found out about Li Nanchen’s ex-wife.

Looking at Feng Yue, who was trying her best to imitate her, Wu Mei raised her eyebrows in sympathy. It really wasn’t easy for Feng Yue to rely on her IQ to get into the Special Agent camp.

Wu Mei walked out of the garden courtyard. Just as she was about to look for Li Nanchen, she saw a servant come out of the kitchen with some medicine and about to send it to Bi Fang’s room. As the servant walked past her, Wu Mei smelled the medicinal scent that wafted over. She instantly felt that something was amiss and frowned, stopping the servant.

“Let me take a look.”

Wu Mei held the medicinal soup in her hand and looked at the color and the medicinal dregs in it. She lightly dipped her finger in it and tasted it on the tip of her tongue. She asked, “Did the medicine change?”

This bowl of medicine was completely different from the one she had prescribed. The maid nodded. She could feel Wu Mei’s body emitting a furious aura. She did not dare to hide anything and said, “We followed the prescription Mr Bi Fang gave us and got the medicine again and brewed it. When it was boiling, we were watching from the side the entire time. We did everything according to his instructions…”

Bi Fang?!

Wu Mei stared at the closed door. Recalling Bi Fang’s condition in the past few days, she clenched her fists in displeasure.