The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Opening her eyes, Feige found herself lying in bed. On the cabinet next to her was a photo of a man and a woman. The woman was smiling brightly, while the man's smile looked sly. It was a wedding photo. The more Feige looked at the two in the photo, the more awkward it seemed, so she stopped looking at it altogether.

She got up, went to the window, and looked outside.

"Wu Tang, what's going on?"

"My lord, this is the story of a lucky wife."

"Say it"

“Master, the original owner was a girl from the countryside. The man in the photo is her husband, but she has never seen a man since their wedding day. This photo was taken on their wedding day.”

How long have they been married?

"3"

"And what about being a widow?"

"more or less"

What is she trying to do?

"Ever since I got married, I've been trapped in this villa, never going out, and I've become incredibly depressed."

"why"

"Because she couldn't go out, the security guard wouldn't let her out. There are nannies here who cook and clean. They are hourly workers who come to cook and clean when their time is up, and then leave after they finish their work."

What did the original owner want to do?

"She wanted to know what was going on. Married for three years, she had been imprisoned here, with no television, no cell phone, only a pendulum clock. She had almost forgotten how to tell time, relying on the colors outside to distinguish the seasons throughout the year."

"Something's fishy," Feige said with a smile.

"Wu Tang, how much energy do I have left?"

"Master, that's 440."

“So fast”

"Yeah, those two previous missions required a lot of stamina."

"Fine"

Feige walked from the window to the bed.

She had just lain down when she got hungry, so Feige got up and went downstairs to find something to eat.

Open the refrigerator; it's full of everything.

"I can't cook, what should I do?"

"Master, we have dumplings. Just boil some water, put the dumplings in, and once they're cooked, just scoop them out."

Okay, I'll give it a try.

Half an hour later, Feige returned with a bowl of fragrant dumplings. She had cooked all the dumplings and divided them into two bowls, one of which she put into her spatial storage.

I took a bite.

"Mmm, delicious!"

Feige quickly finished the whole bowl of dumplings.

After eating her fill, Feige felt comfortable.

The clock on the wall chimed. Feige glanced at it; it was 3 PM.

After taking the basin to the kitchen, Feige went back to her room.

After eating, Feige felt sleepy and fell asleep quickly.

When I woke up, it was already evening.

Feige found the dumplings she had for lunch delicious, so she got up and went downstairs to find something to eat.

I opened the refrigerator and found cooked food, packaged in food containers, with a note on each container: "Just heat the food in the microwave for a little while and it's ready to eat."

Feige took the food out, put it in the microwave next to her, and heated it for 5 minutes.

Ding! Time's up. Feige took out the food. Although it wasn't as delicious as the one she had just made, it was still alright. Feige quickly finished eating.

After finishing her meal, Feige left the hall and circled around the villa. Feige didn't go out, and the security guards didn't care, letting her wander around as she pleased.

Suddenly, it started raining, and Feige quickly ran inside.

"What's going on? It just happened like that, without any preparation at all."

Feige muttered to herself.

"Master, it's summer now, haven't you noticed you're wearing very little?"

"Yeah, the summer weather changes so fast, it's unbearable to look at. I need to take a shower, I'm all sweaty."

Feige returned to her room on the second floor and quickly washed herself clean. Instead of wearing the clothes from the original owner's closet, she randomly grabbed a set of clothes from her spatial storage and put them on.

"Yeah, it's more comfortable to wear my own clothes."

After drying her hair, Feige quickly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Feige woke up, and the rain outside had stopped.

Feige started singing.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Arrest one of those bodyguards down there and ask them what happened."

"Master, let's go!" Of course, Wu Tang was happy to cause trouble.

Feige instantly arrived outside the villa. While strolling around that evening, she counted 20 bodyguards.

Soon, Feige knocked out all 20 bodyguards and tied them all to a large tree outside.

"Master, um, the bald guy is their leader."

Feige dragged the bald man into the hall and tied him up again.

She brought out a basin of cold water from the kitchen and splashed it on the bald man.

The bald man woke up.

He looked at Fei Ge with disdain in his eyes.

Feige splashed another basin of water on him.

Finally, the bald man broke down.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!"

Feige pulled up a stool and sat down in front of the bald man.

"Tell me, why have you trapped me here? It's been three years, and I haven't even seen that man once. You've all been keeping me company every day. You've had a tough time."

The bald man looked at Fei Ge. At first, he wasn't used to it either, but he got used to it later.

"do not know"

"Still being stubborn, huh? Don't beg for mercy later."

Feige smiled.

She took out a shoehorn and started shooting at the bald man from both sides.

Slap, slap, slap, slap, the shoehorn was aimed at the bald man's face, the timing was perfect.

The bald man's face looked like a pig's head, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Talk or not, all I want to know is why I've been trapped here, and where he's been for the past three years."

"No comment"

The bald man's front tooth was missing, so he spoke with a lisp.

"Look at you, still so stubborn even in this state. Why bother? Wouldn't it have been better to just say it and avoid getting hurt?" Fei Ge looked at the bald man speechlessly.

"Fine, you won't tell, huh?"

Feige carried the bald man directly to the top floor of the villa.

It was only then that Feige realized that the scenery up there was quite nice, but she didn't know if the original owner had ever been here.

Feige pulled the bald man to the side, holding one end of a rope in her hand.

"You won't talk? Fine, as soon as I let go of the rope, you can go have tea with God."

The man stood there, a gust of wind blew by, which was refreshing but still quite unsettling. Suddenly the wind picked up, and his bald head was blown slightly outwards.

"I've let the rope down!"

I've let it go.

"Master, just release it! Scare him to death!"

Feige let go of the rope, and the man was about to fall.

"I said"

Feige instantly grabbed the rope again and pulled the man to the middle.

"Tell me, why are you trapping me here?"

The bald man looked at Fei Ge; his face was swollen like a pig's head, and air was coming out of his mouth when he spoke.

"The boss gave you money and said you can't leave,"

"why"

"I don't know either. I haven't seen the boss in the past three years; we've only communicated by phone."

How much money did he give?

"100"

Do you know how long you're going to keep me trapped?

"At least 20 years"

"The boss said it would be 100 million over 3 years, and the job was easy and stable, so I agreed,"

"Did you come with me from the day we got married?"

"Um"

"Same as me, but you guys have money, I don't."

"Those nannies and cleaning staff were also hired by the boss. They're there to keep an eye on you. There are cameras outside the villa, but not inside. The boss said it's to give you some privacy, as a way of making up for it."

Do you know where he is now?

"I don't know, but I do know that the boss owns a company with its office in the Sunshine Building, the most luxurious area in An County,"

"Is there any more?"

"Gone"

Feige untied the bald man, then knocked him unconscious. She took him to a big tree, untied the others, and threw them outside.

"Wu Tang, is there anything valuable in this villa?"

"Master, no,"

Feige took out kerosene and set the villa ablaze, burning it to the ground.

It wasn't until dawn that the bodyguards discovered the interior had been completely burned down.

However, they didn't live inside; they slept outside, so nothing was stolen.

The bald man woke up.

Everyone looked at him like this,

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"Don't even mention it, let's go. Since this place is gone anyway, what's the point of guarding it anymore?"

"It's the boss."

After those people left, Fei Ge came out. Wu Tang said that none of these people had made things difficult for the original owner, except for preventing her from leaving, so she let them go. Otherwise, they would have turned to ashes along with the villa.

After a while, Feige turned and left.

"Go, go."

"Master, where are we going?"

"Let's cause trouble!"