The hotel room was still and silent.
The curtains, which werenât fully closed, emitted a faint ray of light. It was weak, and they could only vaguely see the outline of the roomâs furnishings.
âThird⦠Third Brother?â Song Fengwan took a deep breath. There was a smell hovering around her nose that didnât belong to her.
Her back was against the slightly cold wall, and his whole body was pressed against hers, imprisoning her body. The heat close to her landed on her face gently and passionately.
He moved closer, his slightly cold nose brushing against her face.
âWanwan.â
âHuh?â Song Fengwan leaned her whole body backward, not daring to move rashly.
âYour face is so hot. You look like you have a fever.â
Song Fengwan bit her lip. âYouâre too close.â
She reached out and tried to push him away. Her hands landed on his chest, and he pinned them down.
Even through the down jacket, she could feel his heart pounding.
Her palms gradually heated up.
âDid you miss me?â His nose rubbed against hers, and his skin touched hers gently, making her heart palpitate. âSo? Did you miss me?â
âLet go of me first.â Song Fengwanâs voice became increasingly soft and delicate. The twoâs bodies were pressed close against each other, dispelling the chilliness and inexplicably adding some warmth and ambiguity.
Under the dim light, Fu Chen looked at the lips within reach, and he gulped.
It was a little dry and hot.
âMove away a little first. Youâre making me uncomfortable by pressing onto meâ¦â Song Fengwan pushed him away in a hurry, and his body moved half an inch awayâ¦
Her heart relaxed as the pressure was removed. Just as she felt more comfortable, someone suddenly grabbed her hand, pinned it above her head, and pressed his body down on herâ¦
âThird⦠Mmâ¦â
There was silence as the sound was drowned out.
He pressed his lips against hers but did not go deeper. Just being pressed against like this was enough to make her heart hammer.
Fu Chen pecked the corner of her lips.?Muack!?Song Fengwanâs heart raced wildly, and her face was flushed.
Fu Chen turned his head, stuck it close to her ear, and whispered, âWanwan, Iâm sorry.â
An apology?
What is he up to now?
âI really couldnât resist.â
Song Fenwanâs blood surged. She was fuming.
Meanwhile, a certain someone had already backed away from her. He picked up the room card on the ground and inserted it into the indentation. Accompanied by the beeping sound of the electrical power connecting, the whole room was as bright as day.
âDonât stand at the door. Come in and sit.â Fu Chen sized up the room. It was a simple two-bedroom apartment.
He took Song Fengwanâs examination tools and placed them on the table smoothly.
Song Fengwan was exasperated.?Exactly whose room is this?
âWhereâs your phone?â Fu Chen suddenly reached out to her.
âHuh?â
âDidnât you say that the battery was low? Iâll charge it for you. Go change your clothes first. Iâll take you out to dinner.â
Song Fengwan had been painting for the whole day, so she had inevitably gotten some paint on her.
Just as she took out her phone, she saw a WeChat message.
Little White Dragon in the Waves: [Little Sister, I saw the news! Donât be afraid. You can find me if you need anything. Iâll help you!]
âGive me your phone?â Fu Chen raised an eyebrow.
Song Fengwan felt that something was amiss since last night. They had initially agreed that she would have barbeque with Qiao Aiyun after the examination ended today. It was fine if she had to skip their appointment, but even Fu Chen had come to Yuncheng, and there was this message from Duan Linbai.
She immediately turned on her phone. Although she had turned off all kinds of app notifications, there were still various headlines on them.
The news of Qiao Aiyunâs imminent press conference immediately popped up. There were endless links to all kinds of storiesâ¦
âWanwan.â Seeing her expression, Fu Chen knew that he couldnât hide it anymore.
Song Fengwan held her phone and looked at it for around five minutes before she understood the situation.
âHe did it?â She looked at Fu Chen for an answer.
âAunt Yun doesnât want you to get involved. Sheâs already handling it. Someone will help her. Donât worry about it.â
âI just want to go over and take a look. You want me to wait here?â?I would go crazy.
Seeing her anxious appearance, Fu Chen reached out to touch her hair. âThe press conference hasnât started yet. Go get changed. Iâll take you there.â
Song Fengwan ran to the bedroom and changed into a coat. She didnât even zip it up before dashing out in a hurry. âIâm done! Letâs go.â
âIt hasnât even started yet. Thereâs no need to be in such a hurry.â Fu Chen bent over and helped her pull up the zipper. He helped her put on the scarf considerately and reminded in a low voice, âThis is an adultâs matter. No matter what happens later, donât act rashly.â
âOkay.â Song Fengwan nodded seriously and dragged Fu Chen out.?This person can really dawdle.
***
Huamao Hotelâ¦
The press conference had yet to start, but the venue was already packed full of people. The various media outlets occupied their positions, set up their equipment, and adjusted the cameras while waiting for Qiao Aiyun to appear.
Around 7:50 p.m., Qiao Aiyun and Geng Ying walked onto the stage of the press conference under the escort of two security guards.
The cameras focused, and the flashing lights lasted for about five minutes.
âDoes the Jade Hall of Spring sell fake goods or not? Youâve ruined Old Master Qiaoâs reputation. Donât you have any shame?â
âThat photo is real, right? You are currently divorcing your husband while living with another man. Donât you have any shame?â Reporters were always pervasive. Somehow, they had found photos of Yan Wangchuan entering her apartment building.
âCan you keep your mouth clean? She hasnât said anything yet. If you want to cause trouble, get out.â
There were also reporters and masses who had come to watch. They couldnât stand hearing such vulgar words and stopped them.
âDid she invite you to help her?â
âThe press conference hasnât even started, yet youâre already stirring up trouble. I think youâre the one harboring evil intentions.â
â¦
At this moment, Song Jingren was on the scene, hiding in a corner.
âPresident Song, we should probably go.â Secretary Zhang was extremely nervous. If they were discovered, it would be over.
Even thieves felt guilty. Besides Song Jingren, he knew best what had happened.
âWhatâs the hurry? I want to see what else she can do now that things have gotten to this point.â Song Jingren was wearing a mask, and his eyes were sinister and ruthless. The bruises at the corners of his eyes had yet to disappear.
âButâ¦â Secretary Zhang covered his face, afraid that he would be recognized.
âI want to see her reputation fall apart. She wanted to snatch my things and even got Yan Wangchuan to deal with me. Does she think Iâm easy to bully?â
Meanwhileâ¦
Fu Chen and Song Fengwan had already reached the second floor of the hotel. There was a main control room here that was in charge of the stage lighting for the press conference. They could clearly see everything happening below the stage.
***
At 8:00 p.m. sharpâ¦
Geng Ying tapped the microphone. âAll right, please be quiet, everyone. Our press conference is about to start.â
Everyone was silent, waiting for Qiao Aiyun to speak.
She tested the microphone. âFirst of all, I would like to thank everyone for coming out on such a cold day for me. The main purpose of this press conference is to clarify one matter.â
âOne matter? Ms. Qiao, shouldnât there be two? Fake goods? Adultery?â The reporter couldnât wait.
âIsnât it rude of you to interrupt others like this?â Qiao Aiyun narrowed her eyes. She was wearing a black outfit today with a white shirt underneath, and her hair was tied up neatly, making her look smart and capable, giving off a sharp vibe.
âIf this happens again, Iâll get someone to invite you out immediately.
âSince Iâve appeared in public, Iâll definitely give everyone an explanation. I respect the public. Thatâs why Iâm holding the press conference. During this period of time, Iâll have to trouble everyone to show me some respect as well.â
Qiao Aiyun was calm and poised, and she took her time speaking.
Even the few people who had just acted like cornered dogs jumping over the wall were too embarrassed to argue with her.
âFirst, letâs talk about the emergence of fake goods from the Jade Hall of Spring last night. I know that no one believes whatever I say, so I invited one of the people who smashed the store.â
Everyone had thought that Qiao Aiyun would give an explanation in a tearful voice. But they had not expected her to make such a big move as soon as she arrived.
She directly jumped to the part about the people involved.
A woman in her forties walked onto the stage under the escort of two security guards. She was dressed unusually plainly. When she faced the cameras, she looked nervous and stiff. Her hands were hanging by her sides as she kept tugging at her clothes, and her eyes were flustered.
âI believe everyone recognizes this person.â Qiao Aiyun invited her to her side. âSheâs one of the people who vandalized the Jade Hall of Spring.
âA total of five people were taken away by the police last night. One of them is a minor and couldnât be detained. She is this childâs mother and also the one who went to the store to buy the jade bracelet that day.
âShe didnât lift a hand then, nor did she participate in the vandalism. After I contacted the police station, I bailed her out.â
Qiao Aiyun explained briefly.
âNow, can you tell everyone what happened?â
The woman held the microphone, her fingertips trembling. After staying in the police station for the night, she looked pale and haggard.
âIâve already told the police that it has nothing to do with our family. Someone gave us money to cause trouble there. He said that after this was done, weâd only be locked up for a few days at most, and he would give us a million yuan.â
A reporter asked, âWho said that?â
âSong Jingren!â she said exceptionally firmly.
The audience was in an uproar.
Song Jingren, hiding in the corner, was fuming with rage.?What nonsense.
âPresident Song, calm down.â Secretary Zhang pulled him back. If he rushed out now, he would be finished.
The reporter asked, âHow can you be sure that itâs Mr. Song?â
The woman licked her slightly dry lips from nervousness. âWhen he wanted to acknowledge his illegitimate daughter previously, there was news everywhere. Who in Yuncheng doesnât recognize him? Although he was wearing sunglasses that day, I still recognized him immediately.â
Song Jingren nearly fainted from anger.
It was indeed his idea to promote the filiation banquet vigorously. On the day they had met, he had been wearing sunglasses. Who would have thought that this woman had such sharp eyes?
The reporter asked, âSo what youâre saying is that Mr. Song hired your family at a high price to wreck the Jade Hall of Spring maliciously?â
âI donât even know what the Jade Hall of Spring is. He sent someone to take us there and told us to do as he said.â
The reporter asked, âThen why are you coming out now to bite him back? Did you discover your conscience, or did Ms. Qiao give you a higher price?â
Upon hearing this, Qiao Aiyun didnât say a word.
âHe lied to us first. He said that as long as we compensated for the losses, our whole family would be fine. Now, they want to sue us. They even said they want me to go to jail and to send my son to a juvenile detention center. This is completely different from what he said!â
When the woman mentioned this, she was extremely agitated.
The reporter said, âWords alone are not proof. You have to provide evidence. Otherwise, who will believe you?â
âEvidence?â The womanâs eyes darted around as though she was flustered.
âIf thereâs no evidence, this accusation canât be used as a criminal charge at all. Everyone knows that the couple are in the middle of a divorce and splitting their assets. Who knows whether itâs true or not?â The reporter made a reasonable conjecture.
âThey left me a number. Iâve been trying to contact them since I came out, but I havenât been able to find anyone.â The woman took out her phone from her pocket with trembling hands.
As though she was anxious to prove that she wasnât lying, she dialed the number directly.
The venue was very quiet as everyone waited for the call to be answered.
But no one expected a ringtone from the back of the venue.
Everyone turned around and saw a man holding a phone in a panic. When he tried to turn it off, it was already too late.
âIsnât this President Song?!â A reporter immediately recognized the man holding the phone. He was beside Song Jingren.
âThatâs Secretary Zhang, right? Why are they here?â Secretary Zhang was in charge of helping Song Jingren arrange many of his matters, and he often dealt with the media, so most of the reporters knew him.
Song Jingren never expected to be exposed in such a manner. He was seething.?This stupid thing should have at least muted his phone.
âItâs them!â The woman pointed at Song Jingren excitedly.
Qiao Aiyun smiled lightly. âPresident Song, since you are here, why are you hiding there? Please come up here.â
Song Jingren was already in a difficult position, and it was impossible for him to get out now. If this matter wasnât resolved, these reporters wouldnât let him off. He could only bite the bullet and walk onto the stage.
â¦
Geng Ying passed microphones to Song Jingren and Secretary Zhang.
âItâs him! He ordered me to do it. It really has nothing to do with me. Donât sue me and my son.â The woman tugged at Qiao Aiyunâs clothes and started pushing the blame away.
âStop spouting nonsense. When did I send you to smash someoneâs store?â
Seeing that he was refusing to admit it, the woman got a little anxious. She raised her hand and pointed at Secretary Zhang. âHe gave me the number.â
Secretary Zhang was dazed from fright and didnât know what to say.
On the other hand, Song Jingren was especially calm. âNonsense. Qiao Aiyun, I think youâre crazy. You were the one who gave Little Zhangâs number to her and deliberately framed me, right?
âDid you find out that you couldnât wash this matter clean, so you got me to take the blame and slandered me?
âWeâre husband and wife after all. Youâre really unscrupulous in order to win the divorce lawsuit!â
Song Fengwan was standing in the control room. When she heard this, her eyes reddened with anger.
How despicable!
How utterly shameless.
âSo, why did you appear here today?â Qiao Aiyun was not anxious.
âAfter all, weâve been husband and wife for more than twenty years. Youâre heartless to me, but I canât do the same to you. I wanted to see if you needed any help. Who would have thoughtâ¦â Song Jingren looked deeply pained.
Everyone looked at Qiao Aiyun again. After all, it was lacking in credibility based on merely a womanâs words alone.
âI have already reported this incident, and the police are already investigating it. The high-quality imitation jade bracelet that this family brought to the store has already been sent for testing.
âWhen the bracelet was taken into the store, this family felt guilty and didnât dare to let my employees touch it. Besides their fingerprints, there seems to be something else on it. If you donât know each other at all, I donât think they will be able to collect any information about you, right?â
The surface of the bracelet was smooth and glossy. If it wasnât cleaned properly, it would easily leave behind some sebum.
âAccording to her testimony, the police are already checking the various surveillance cameras at the place where you met. Now that the CCTVs are so advanced, there should be good news soon.
âIf you two have a clear conscience, why donât you give me the microphones in your hands now? I think there should be fingerprints on them. Iâll give them to the police station to check right now.â
Before Song Jingren could do anything, he heard a loud bang. An ear-piercing screech of electric current resounded throughout the venue.
It turned out that when Secretary Zhang heard that the microphone in his hand would become prime evidence, in his panic, his fingers loosened, and the microphone fell to the ground.
Standing at the side, Geng Ying was about to bend down to pick up the microphone when Secretary Zhang pushed her away.
âLittle Zhang, youâre different from Song Jingren. Youâre just an ordinary salaried employee. If anything happens, youâll be dragged out to take the blame by him. Youâll be thrown into jail for a few years, and your life will be over.â
Qiao Aiyun laughed lightly.
âPresident Songââ Secretary Zhangâs lips trembled. âI donât want⦠Iâ¦â
Song Jingren turned around and slapped him.
Secretary Zhang staggered and fell to the ground.
âSheâs just scaring you. Canât you tell? You moron, what nonsense are you spouting?â
Secretary Zhangâs mind was blank. When he saw all the cameras and flashes aimed at him, he panicked even more.
The reporters werenât stupid. If he didnât do anything wrong, he wouldnât be afraid of ghosts knocking on his door. Qiao Aiyunâs words were indeed a little exaggerated, but if he wasnât a thief, there was no need to be afraid.
âQiao Aiyun, show us the evidence if you have the ability. Stop pretending!â Song Jingren was so angry that his face was ashen with anger. He clenched his fingers tightly, itching to step forward and strangle her to death.
Qiao Aiyun took out a USB flash drive from her pocket and walked in front of him. âThis contains information from the investigation of a private detective I found a few hours ago. It included the video surveillance footage of your meeting with this family in a small restaurant in the south of the city.
âIf I only had this one witness, would I have dared to hold a press conference?
âSong Jingren, youâre about to die, yet youâre still being stubborn. Youâre unrelated to this family in any way, yet you met them in private. Do you really want me to publicize this video so that you can explain yourself?!â
Song Jingren chuckled lightly. âNonsense. When did I meet this family in the south of the city?â
âWhere then?â
âIn the cityâ¦â Qiao Aiyun asked too pressingly, not giving him time to think. Song Jingren almost blurted it out before he swallowed it back.
The reporters gasped.?Shit, heâs completely exposed.
Qiao Aiyun threw the USB drive straight at his face. âHow f*cking shameless.â
âYouââ In anger, Song Jingren reached out to hit her.
She had deliberately provoked him, tricking him into revealing information.
âTry touching me today. There are so many reporters around. If you donât have a guilty conscience, hit me!â
Song Jingren was so angry that his entire body was trembling. His hand was raised in midair, but he didnât dare let it fall.
On the other hand, Qiao Aiyun raised her hand and struck his face hard.
Smack!?The slap was crisp and loud.
âI know you too well. I knew you would come. I really donât have any evidence of you meeting. So what?â
The incident had happened too quickly, and Qiao Aiyun didnât have time to look for evidence. Even if she wanted to seek help from the police, it also needed time. This move had indeed been very dangerous.
But she still won.
âYou said it yourself. Weâve been husband and wife for many years. You know better than me whether your hands are clean or not all these years. Do you really think I am completely unaware of some of the dirty things youâve done?
âIf I want you to never be able to turn your life around, itâs not difficult.â
***
Fu Chen was standing in the control room, his tongue pressed against his cheek.
He had thought that Qiao Aiyun had a lot of chips in her hand. It turned out that she had come empty-handed. But if she didnât know Song Jingren well enough, she wouldnât be able to do anything.
Song Jingren was still too conceited.
Women really canât be offended, lest they become ruthless.