"I still have so work to deal with at the company, Auntie. I’ll see you another ti."
Jian’s Mother imdiately invited, "In a few days, it’s my birthday party. You must co."
"Sure! I would love to."
"I’ll have Xixi personally deliver the invitation to you." Jian’s Mother liked him more and more as she watched him.
As his sports car smoothly drove away, the driver, Xiaowang, couldn’t help but remark, "This Mr. Fu seems very good at making people happy."
"Yes, I hope Xixi can choose a good one! He really is decent!"
Jian Xi received a WeChat ssage from her mother along with a picture of a box of high-end supplents, the kind that were practically priceless. They were pure wild delicacies, rare and sought-after. Previously, a box like this had fetched at least several hundred thousand at auction, making it a truly perfect gift. Along with the picture was a ssage from Jian’s Mother: "Xiaofu is really quite nice. He’s sincere about you, so grab the opportunity."
Seriously? Jian Xi thought, not in the mood to deal with her mother. She tossed her phone aside and lay on the bed, her mind going blank. So many things had happened recently; she was finding it hard to cope. Reflecting on her life since her rebirth, she realized she had grown a lot and learned a lot. Suddenly, life seed clear. It’s just this Jiang Qing. She’s like a centipede that won’t die even when crushed—so annoying!
With a sigh of annoyance, she drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, in the middle of the night, her phone began to ring incessantly.
Jian Xi answered in a muffled, irritable tone, "Who is it?"
"Co over here," Si Yuhuan ordered through gritted teeth.
He’s crazy, Jian Xi thought, throwing her phone aside again.
The phone kept ringing, one call after another.
She got annoyed, her drowsiness completely chased away. She answered angrily, "Si Yuhuan, if you’re sick, go get your head checked! If you’re bored and have nothing better to do, go find Jiang Qing! She’d probably love for you to call and harass her a dozen tis every night!"
After Jian Xi finished venting, Yan Qing’s slightly awkward voice finally ca through. "Madam, your older brother seems to be entangled with a woman. The Boss is asking if you need help."
"Huh? Sothing happened to my older brother?"
"What happened?" she asked.
The phone was snatched by Si Yuhuan. "Weren’t you shouting quite a bit just now?"
The background on his end was noisy, sounding like a club or a bar—places her brother, Jian Mingcheng, who always maintained a clean reputation, rarely visited for work.
Jian Xi clenched her back teeth, resisting the urge to curse. "Hurry up and spit it out! Don’t play coy."
"Your brother has probably run into a honey trap. A woman is clinging to him, claiming he slept with her and demanding he take responsibility. Otherwise, she’ll slander him online."
Si Yuhuan seed to be relishing the situation.
For Jian Mingcheng, always so upright and proper, to encounter sothing like this... he must be speechless right now.
"Give the address," Jian Xi demanded.
Jian Xi decided to go and see for herself. How audacious, daring to provoke .
As a lawyer, her keen professional instincts told her this incident wasn’t simple. Her own Yaowang had just faced an incident, and now her older brother was caught in a honey trap. The Jian Family was suffering one blow after another; she refused to believe there wasn’t a connection.
Looking at the address Si Yuhuan had given her, Jian Xi drove towards the Xinyue Club without another word.
It was a well-known entertainnt venue in Beijing. The first floor housed a disco, the second floor KTVs, the third floor and above were private clubs, and the eighth floor upwards was a hotel. Many scions of wealthy families frequented the place, where spending a million in a single night was commonplace. My older brother always looked down on places like this. Why on earth would he suddenly co here?
Before entering, she sent a text ssage to Wan Yu, asking for a few small favors. There are so things only Wan Yu can handle!
At that mont, Jian Mingcheng was being dragged into the hallway by a stunningly beautiful woman with an excellent figure. His suit jacket and shirt were completely torn.
The woman was pounding on his chest, creating a scene. "BOO HOO HOO! You took advantage of my body and still refuse to admit it! I have your... your *fluids* inside ! How else do you plan to squirm out of this?"
She was hopping mad, crying and making a relentless fuss. A crowd had already gathered.
The woman was a minor celebrity nad Bing Xin. Those who recognized her began to whisper, "She’s a real beauty! I heard she was a top student from Nan City too! Word is she’s very professional and incredibly self-respecting. Our boss once fancied her and offered ten million to sponsor her, but she just slapped him and walked off."
"That Jian Mingcheng usually looks so respectable. Who knew he was so sleazy behind closed doors? No wonder Bing Xin won’t let him off the hook and is demanding an explanation. With her high standards, she’s definitely not going to let this go."
"Well, as they say, ’if the main beam is crooked, the rafters will be too.’ Jian Xi is such a flirt; how could her brother be any better?" a woman sneered sarcastically.
The woman cried out as a sharp slap landed on her face the mont she finished speaking.
Yan Qing coolly shook her hand.
Si Yuhuan stepped out. His tall, slender figure was like an imposing, invisible mountain, instantly quelling the crowd’s voyeuristic excitent.
The gossiping woman clutched her stinging face, on the verge of cursing loudly, but now she shrank back in fear, not daring to utter a sound.
Si Yuhuan walked up to her and raised an eyebrow. "You’re quite talkative, aren’t you?"
The woman was terrified. Biting her lip, she fiercely slapped herself several tis. "Director Si, I was wrong! I have a vile mouth, I was talking nonsense! Please, don’t hold it against !"
Si Yuhuan rely gazed at her. Steeling herself, the woman slapped herself again, this ti with all her might. Her chubby face instantly swelled, and her mouth began to bleed.
"Director Si, I know I was wrong."
"Get lost. I don’t want to see you in Beijing again."
"Yes, yes! I’ll get out of Beijing right now!"
The surrounding crowd dared not even breathe too loudly. Even Bing Xin, the instigator of the whole commotion, felt her heart leap into her throat. They knew perfectly well that Si Yuhuan was angry because that woman had spoken ill of Jian Xi. But hadn’t Jian Xi and Director Si divorced? Why did he still care so much about her?
Could it be that Director Si was the one who got dumped? Whoa! At this thought, everyone gasped.
The group of won who had secretly looked down on Jian Xi felt alarm bells ringing in their minds. They’d have to be careful and absolutely not provoke her in the future! Otherwise, what happened to that woman would be their fate!
Si Yuhuan’s gaze fell on the disheveled Jian Mingcheng. "Big Brother, what are you doing here?"
He feigned complete ignorance.
Jian Mingcheng was both furious and exasperated. His usually stern face flushed red as he glowered at Si Yuhuan, wanting to speak but holding back.
Bing Xin bit her red lip and spoke first, "Jian Mingcheng drugged and violated ! Now he’s trying to just walk away! Director Si, are you going to help him get away with this?"
She argued forcefully, her tone dripping with sarcasm from her self-proclaid moral high ground. The onlookers secretly admired her audacity. There were few in Beijing who dared to confront Si Yuhuan so directly.
Tears welled up in Bing Xin’s eyes instantly, making her look utterly pitiable. Her natural talent for drama made her sob, and large teardrops stread down her face. "If you all want to drive to my death, then go ahead! I won’t give in, no matter what!"
Si Yuhuan, far from angry, actually smiled and tucked one hand into his pocket. "Quite the sharp tongue. Don’t worry, I won’t use my position to bully you. I’m just curious. You’ve been making such a racket, why haven’t you called the police? Don’t you have a phone?"
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