On the day she resigned from the Han Corporation, Ai Jiang tried to send a WeChat ssage to Han Zhijin, but did not receive a reply.
Ai Jiang knew, probably because she had fallen out with Xia Wan’an and Song Youman, that was why Han Zhijin... refused to acknowledge her.
Despite being ignored by Han Zhijin, she didn’t mind, instead she kept an eye on their social dia updates.
Until Saturday night, she spotted a social dia post from Jiang Ping.
At a glance, Ai Jiang recognized the picture Jiang Ping posted. It was from Golden Splendor.
In the past, she seldom paid attention to Jiang Ping, but this ti, she deliberately replied to his post: "Brother Jiang Ping, where is this?"
Jiang Ping instantly replied to her comnt: "Golden Splendor.".
Ai Jiang didn’t rush to reply to Jiang Ping’s comnt. Because she knew, according to Jiang Ping’s flirtatious nature, if she initiated a conversation with him, he would undoubtedly co to find her....
As she expected, half a minute later, she received a WeChat ssage from Jiang Ping: "Sister Ai, would you like to co and have a drink?"
Ai Jiang didn’t say yes or no, but asked: "Brother Jiang Ping, who’s all there?"
Jiang Ping sent a voice ssage: "Just us guys, Zhijin, Xiaosong, Neurotia..."
Zhijin...
When she heard this na, Ai Jiang asked: "If Han Zhijin’s there, then surely Wan’an and Youman are too, right?"
Jiang Ping: "Nah, they didn’t co tonight."
Seeing this ssage, Ai Jiang’s eyes lit up.
As the saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining.
She was just wondering how to approach Han Zhijin yesterday, and today the opportunity has arrived!
Jiang Ping: "Sister Ai, are you coming or not?"
Ai Jiang hurriedly replied: "Brother Jiang Ping, Can I really co?"
Jiang Ping: "Of course."
Ai Jiang: "Alright then, see you soon."
When Ai Jiang arrived at the Golden Splendor, it was almost ten o’clock at night.
She dressed up ticulously before riding the elevator upstairs. Looking at her reflection, wearing a low-cut, body-hugging dress, showing off her figure, she gave a satisfied smirk.
As she pushed open the private room’s door, Ai Jiang spotted Han Zhijin sitting near the entrance right away.
Upon seeing her, Han Zhijin’s eyes clearly flickered with displeasure: "Why did you co?"
Ai Jiang feigned confusion and looked timidly towards Jiang Ping.
Jiang Ping, catching her gaze, softened instantly. He stood up and helped her: "I invited her."
"Oh." Han Zhijin responded and stopped looking at Ai Jiang.
Jiang Ping beckoned to Ai Jiang, indicating her to sit next to him.
Ai Jiang glanced at Jiang Ping’s acne-ridden face and felt a wave of disgust, but she gathered herself and moved reluctantly to sit next to Jiang Ping.
Jiang Ping was naturally lecherous and when combined with alcohol, he beca even more excessive. Not long after Ai Jiang sat down, his hand was already around her waist. He kept rubbing up against her and even moved his acne-ridden face close to hers: "Sister Ai, let’s have a drink..."
Although Ai Jiang was disgusted, she had no choice. Before, she had the chance to attend such gatherings thanks to Xia Wan’an and Song Youman. Now that Han Zhijin was ignoring her, she had to cling on to Jiang Ping.
In no ti, she was made to drink several rounds by Jiang Ping.
At the sa ti, she was taken advantage of by Jiang Ping. Not only did he grope her breasts, but he even snuck his hand under her dress several tis when he was pouring drinks. Once, his hand even lingered there for a while.
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