As Feng Yue was strolling around the villa, she happened to hear Wu Mei and Bi Fang bickering in the room. By accident, she found out that they were very close.

Perhaps she can use this to drive a wedge between Li Nanchen and Wu Mei!

As long as Li Nanchen misunderstands that Bi Fang and Wu Mei are having an affair, he will definitely distance himself from Wu Mei. At that time, she will stand a chance!

Feng Yue was secretly delighted and ran to the study room with a cup of hot tea. Looking at Li Nanchen, who was busy with work, she pretended to be sincere as she said, "President Li, I accidentally said the wrong thing yesterday. I let Old Master Li know that you were hospitalized and nearly affected Wu Mei..."

"I'm here specially to apologize to you."

Li Nanchen did not look up at her. Feng Yue dug her nails into her palms and suppressed the indignation in her heart as she continued, "I wanted to apologize to Wu Mei initially, but she seemed to be in the room with Dr Bi Fang... It's not convenient for me to go in."

When Li Nanchen heard this, his expression finally changed. He stared at her and asked unhappily, "What are you trying to say?"

Feng Yue frantically waved her hands and explained hurriedly, "Nothing!"

"I just saw that Wu Mei and Dr Bi Fang are very close and thought that you knew about this..."

"Wu Mei and I are both carrying out protection missions in the Li family. She and Dr Bi Fang are often together nowadays and she has completely overlooked her mission to protect you. If the Ministry of Defense finds out, she will definitely not be able to escape punishment. I was just being nice."

Feng Yue watched as Li Nanchen's expression gradually darkened. She lowered her head to hide the smugness and joy in her eyes.

Li Nanchen casually closed the computer and turned to walk to the glass window. In a low voice, he said, "I was the one who asked Wu Mei to help treat Bi Fang's illness."

"I don't want to hear any rumors or discussions about Bi Fang and her in the villa in the future, understand?"

Although Li Nanchen pretended to be unbothered, the worry and frustration between his brows could not be concealed. He walked around Feng Yue and headed towards the garden, wanting to take a breather.

An ulterior motive popped into Feng Yue's mind as she stared at his back. She stopped a maid who was passing by outside and asked, "Is there still anything left behind by President Li's ex-wife in the villa?"

She stuffed a wad of cash into the maid's hand. The maid hesitated for a moment before bringing Feng Yue to the storage room on the second floor.

"These are all Madam's belongings."

The maid pointed at the few sets of clothes and accessories that Wu Mei had left on the clothes rack, not understanding why Feng Yue was looking for these.

"Which one is her favorite?" Feng Yue asked the maid as she happily picked out the clothes.

Pointing at the blue dress that Wu Mei always wore, the maid said, "Madam likes this dress very much."

Feng Yue immediately changed into it and quietly walked to the bench in the villa's garden. She sat down and adjusted her posture as she waited for Li Nanchen to pass by.

Feng Yue imitated the image of "President Li's ex-wife". Her loose black hair covered her side profile, and her back looked 80% like Wu Mei's.

Frustrated, Li Nanchen returned from the garden. When he saw her back, he mistakenly thought that it was Wu Mei. He took the initiative to step forward and gently placed his hand on her shoulder. In an intimate and even somewhat gentle tone, he grumbled, "Why are you sitting here?"

"I've been suffering from insomnia every night because I miss you..."

Li Nanchen said these sweet and moving words without any warning. Feng Yue took the opportunity to gently hold his hand, intending to seduce him into doing something to her in the garden.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you still angry?"

Li Nanchen felt that something was amiss. Just as he was about to put his fingers through her hair and kiss her earlobe, he suddenly smelled the perfume on her body that was completely different from Wu Mei's. He instantly grabbed Feng Yue's shoulder warily and hurled her onto the ground.

Feng Yue crawled up from the ground in pain. Li Nanchen's gaze was cold and even disdainful as he wiped his fingertips that had touched her.

"Where did you find this dress?"

Feng Yue staggered two steps before steadying herself. Indignant, she wanted to throw herself into Li Nanchen's arms, but he pushed her away forcefully.

Feng Yue held onto the bench in the garden. Her lips curled up into a mocking smile as she practically interrogated him, "President Li! Since you like your ex-wife so much, why are you with Wu Mei? What's the difference between me and your ex-wife?"

"This dress is hers. This is her hairstyle..."

Feng Yue tugged at her belt and said with eyes that were ablaze, "Since you want to find a substitute, I'm willing to imitate her!"

"Why can't you give me a chance?"