Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 113

Yun Muqing was still bothered by the strange thoughts after she sent the two carefree kids away.

She sat down on the lawn and placed her fair wrists under her chin. She sighed quietly. “I should have left Duo Duo there with them so she can help me by spying on them.” Then, Yun Muqing snorted angrily. “Duo Duo, that silly girl! How can she be so insensitive? She called Heather so dearly by ‘Miss Heather’ when she’s not even that close to me, her own mother! Heather is just a few years younger than me, but Duo Duo called her ‘Miss’! And Chu Feng, that moron, actually looked at Heather 26 times, whereas he just looked at me and Duo Duo for a total of 17 times only!”

Out of jealousy, Yun Muqing mumbled endlessly on her own. While touching her fair and soft face, suddenly, she was startled by an idea. For the first time in her life, she felt threatened by a young lady like Heather. Perhaps, I’ve grown old and lost my charm?

At the same time, in the president’s office at the top of a business commercial center in Happy Valley, Chu Feng and Heather were sitting on an authentic leather couch which was air-freighted from Italy. They looked out through the windows; outside the windows, there were tall and magnificent buildings and beyond the buildings, mountain ranges surrounded the city. Almost the entire scenery of Jiangling could be seen from the office.

An old gentleman, who was dressed like a butler serving a Western noble family, was standing straight and obediently at a corner in the office. He wore a tuxedo and his silver hair was combed meticulously. The elderly man looked at Chu Feng in arrogance and disdain—he disliked Chu Feng. The man was Old Henry, Heather’s family butler. He was the Senior Vice President of Happy Valley Group, a powerful man indeed. He usually acquainted himself with prominent billionaires, but now, he was ordered to serve tea to Chu Feng, a young lad in his twenties. He wondered what his mistress, Heather, was thinking about when she told him to serve Chu Feng.

“There’s an old saying that goes, ‘Try to ascend the mountain’s crest; it dwarfs all peaks under our feet’. [1] It means the higher you stand, the wider your horizon will be,” Chu Feng said while looking at the view outside. “Almost the entire Jiangling can be seen from your office here. If you stay here all day with a view like this, I’m not surprised that you can build the Happy Valley business empire worth a market price of two hundred billion USD within such a short period of time.”

Arrogance crossed Old Henry’s face when he heard Chu Feng’s words. He was very proud of his mistress. Miss Heather was the most talented lady, who has achieved an extraordinary success incomparable in the whole Western world.

Chu Feng was just joking around with Heather when he said those words. But Heather’s expression changed abruptly when she heard him. She quickly straightened her posture and clarified seriously, “My Lord, I’ve always admired you as a great man. I do not have any inappropriate thoughts about you and I certainly do not have any intentions to ruin your family. I hope you’ll understand my loyalty, my Lord.” Heather’s blue eyes flickered with tenderness. “I just want to look at you from afar. That’s all I’ve wished to do.”

Old Henry, who stood at the corner, stared at Heather in disbelief with his bulging eyes and his jaws almost dropped to the ground. Oh my god, is she still the cold, proud and demanding Miss Heather that I know? Miss Heather is such an exceptional lady. With just a simple wave of her hand, she can have anyone she likes—anyone ranging from nobles, millionaires or even young and talented men will fall head over heels for her. Yet, the young and demanding mistress was unimpressed by any of those pursuers. But now, she is willing to degrade herself and become a ‘backup’ for this young man—a ‘backup’ that will just look at him from a distance and support him in silence? Suddenly, Old Henry felt his head was spinning with confusion and that his mistress had gone completely mad. What has the young man done to my mistress?

[1] The verse is an adaptation from a poem titled ‘Gazing on Mount Tai’ written by the famous Tang Dynasty poet named Du Fu. The poem portrays the magnificence view of Mount Tai as a metaphor for the determination of Chinese people to achieve success in life.