"Damn, you’re revolting, Ping, by calling her ’Miss Ai’, you make want to throw up all the als I’ve had for the past twenty-three years!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Zhijin, you can call repulsive, utterly disgusting, I don’t care, but you have to believe , I didn’t drug you."
Although Jiang Ping is indeed a playboy, he is not the type that only sleeps with won... If he says such a thing, then it certainly has nothing to do with him.
The bottle, only he, Jiang Ping and Ai Jiang had touched it... So... was it Ai Jiang who drugged ?!
As he thought, Han Zhijin’s heart pounded, he asked: "Last night, do you know where Ai Jiang went afterward?"
"Her? ... She was with . I almost had her, so close, but then she got her period, what a killjoy... Zhijin, I’m not blaming you, but you forbade from going after her, said she was a good girl, bullshit, she’s just a whore... but, Zhijin, I’m telling you, she threw herself at , if it happens again, I’m sleeping with her, don’t bla ..."
"Sleep with her if you want, what’s it to !" Han Zhijin replied to Jiang Ping with a bad attitude, then angrily hung up the phone.
He completely understood now, Ai Jiang had set him up last night!
She drugged him in an attempt to get into his bed, hoping he would take responsibility for her? She can dream on, even if she climbed into his bed, he wouldn’t take responsibility for her!
Additionally, this bracelet... If she was with Jiang Ping, how could it possibly be in his room?
Could it be... that the waitress from the Golden Splendor is in on her act?
With this thought crossing Han Zhijin’s mind, he imdiately rushed back to the Golden Splendor. With the help of the manager, he easily found the waitress. He dismissed everyone else, leaving just himself and the waitress.
Without beating around the bush, he threw a stack of money on the table and demanded: "Tell , did you really find this bracelet in my room? Tell the truth and this money is yours. Lie and you’ll lose your job today!"
Looking at the indecisive waitress, Han Zhijin impatiently tapped on the table: "I don’t have ti to waste with you. I want an answer in thirty seconds. If you can’t give an answer, then..."
Before he could finish his threat, the waitress confessed, "Mr. Han, I’m sorry, I didn’t an to deceive you, a lady gave a fee to do this..."
The waitress, as if afraid Mr. Han wouldn’t believe her, took out a thick stack of money from her pocket: "Look, Mr. Han, this is the money she gave , everything I said is true, Mr. Han, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have..."
"What about the bloodstain on my sheet? Did she tell you to do that too?!"
Caught off guard by the question, the waitress faltered: "What bloodstain?"
Upon hearing this, Han Zhijin slapped the table: "What bloodstain?! Tell , did that woman tell you to do that?!"
The waitress, trembling with fear at Han Zhijin’s outburst, had no idea what he was talking about, but in order to survive, she could only nod her head and blindly respond: "Yes, yes, she told to do it..."
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