The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

"Liu Yan? It's the Liu family again! Sikong Ming? When did they become so close? How dare they hurt my people? They're incredibly audacious!" Sikong Jin's brows furrowed tightly, her gaze shifting to Lin Fei. "Are all those maintenance crews Hilton employs just sitting around doing nothing? They don't do any work? From now on, if anyone dares to cause trouble at Hilton or damage Hilton's interests, no matter who they are, beat them to death. As for the cleanup, if I'm not around, go find Tang Jingyao. Does he really think he can just take all that money from me for nothing?"

"But, young master, that's the Fourth Young Master Sikong, your..."

Lin Fei looked at Sikong Jin with some hesitation, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

“Sister Fei, my brother Sikong Jin only has one brother, Sikong Mo. No, I should tell you that in the entire Sikong family, the people I recognize are my mother Su Yue, my own brother Sikong Mo, and my third uncle’s daughter, the fourth young lady of the Sikong family, Sikong Ya, who is barely passable. The others are no different from those bandits and lowly people.”

Sikong Jin smiled faintly, her tone as indifferent as the light mist lingering under the moon, a hint of disdain flashing in her usually clear and calm eyes.

"Son..."

Lin Fei was taken aback.

“I’m not close to those people, and I don’t know them. You don’t need to worry about them. If you swallow your anger and offend these people, they will only plunder you more and more. I absolutely cannot tolerate such a thing happening. So, if you don’t want to cause endless trouble, you’d better cut your losses quickly.”

"Sir, what should we do now?"

Lin Fei took a deep breath, suppressing the wild beating in her heart, and asked in a low voice.

Sikong Jin was silent for a moment, then replied, "Immediately write an anonymous letter to the Judicial Department of the Central State Society, detailing the events in detail, and send it to the Judicial Department's mailbox."

"Yes, son!"

"By the way, be careful when you encounter someone with a Hilton supplementary card in the future, and make sure they enjoy the rights that a supplementary card should have."

Sikong Jin suddenly remembered the supplementary card that Di Beizun had left in his hands. It seemed that the guy had no intention of returning it to her. If he were to use that supplementary card to exchange for his jade pendant, then it wouldn't be impossible to negotiate.

"Secondary card?"

Lin Fei frowned in confusion, staring at Sikong Jin for a while. "Is it a black secondary card?"

Sikong Jin nodded and said softly, "I gave it away. I told all the managers to be mindful of our bottom line, not to say what shouldn't be said, and to grant what should be granted."

"Yes, young master! I understand!"

"Go back first. Don't come to the manor unless it's absolutely necessary. Just have your servants deliver the things. As for the things I'm about to tell you, do them as soon as possible. I'll figure out the rest. You get ready right away. That horse will arrive in the capital in less than three days."

Sikong Jin stood up somewhat listlessly.

"Yes, young master, then I'll take my leave!"

"Ah."

……

"Ah, now I finally understand that being a CEO or chairman isn't so easy. Who says being a boss behind the scenes is easy? TV shows and novels are all lies!"

Lord Sikong threw himself heavily onto the bed and sighed.

After the conversation, she was now wide awake. Tossing and turning, she couldn't fall asleep. Her right hand instinctively reached under the bed, and a book immediately appeared in her hand. She casually flipped through it, glanced at it, and then froze, sitting bolt upright with wide eyes…

The images above came into view, and Lord Sikong was stunned into silence...

After a while, Lord Sikong finally came to his senses. He quickly sat up, jumped off the bed, and hurriedly dragged out the low stool from under the bed.

However, as expected, the medical books that were originally neatly arranged were gone, replaced by hardcover erotic books with very realistic illustrations...

Lord Sikong was stunned...

Can anyone tell her what's going on?

Since returning from Prince Duan's residence, Lord Sikong has been living a life of leaving early and returning late.

The Ministry of War was busy with official duties, and the Minister of War had a mountain of documents on his desk. She suspected that her superior, Fang Huixue, was deliberately making things difficult for her to settle personal scores.

The Minister of Works' daily work consisted of compiling statistics on the personnel adjustments of various armies, checking the military equipment reserves of various departments, or drafting and conveying imperial orders, which were then dispatched by couriers to various places or delivered to a certain official.

For several days in a row, Lord Sikong worked diligently and conscientiously, wishing he could seize every second. He didn't even have time to visit the Crown Prince of Dibei's residence to see the beautiful women, let alone when Ji Wuge came to invite him to drink with the ladies.

That day, having finally managed to steal a moment of leisure from her busy schedule, she brewed a cup of tea and quietly took out a teasing book that someone had given her from her drawer. Taking advantage of the fact that the fat man by the couch wasn't paying attention, she secretly flipped through it, intending to take a look.

However, at that moment, there was a knock on the door, and before she could answer, the door opened...

A small, pale blue figure darted in like a gentle breeze. When Lord Sikong looked up and saw the figure entering through the doorway, he was immediately taken aback, and the book in his hand fell to the ground with a 'thud'.

"Ninth Princess...you...how did you get here?"

A bead of sweat appeared on Lord Sikong's forehead as he secretly wondered, "Is this little girl coming to check up on me?"

No……

Fatty Zhu Si stared intently at Ninth Princess Xing Fuhua with his tiny green beady eyes, his face blank. Several drops of thick ink had already dripped onto the memorial he had just half-written, and his mouth was agape in an 'O' shape.

Xing Fuhua smiled slightly and waved the paper package in her hand. "The crystal cake is fresh out of the oven. I think it tastes pretty good. I just happened to be here to pick up some documents from Lord Fang, and I thought I'd drop by to see you."

As she spoke, she walked towards Sikong Jin. In Sikong Jin's dazed gaze, she held up the crystal cake in front of her, bent down, and picked up the book that had fallen at Sikong Jin's feet. "What book?"

She casually opened the book and glanced at it. Xing Fuhua's stunningly beautiful face instantly flushed red, a flash of embarrassment and annoyance crossing her clear, captivating eyes. She glared fiercely at Sikong Jin, who quickly snatched the book back, awkwardly explaining—

"This... this was given to me by a friend who went to a brothel last time. I don't know how it ended up here. I was just about to take it out and throw it away. It's not a good thing, too open, too uncivilized. Ninth Princess, please don't misunderstand. I am completely pure, both in body and soul. I have never even touched a girl's finger..."

"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this brazen. A few days ago, someone went to Manfanglou to find prostitutes. Back in Malan City, they did it almost every night... oh dear!"