The middle-aged man, impeccably dressed in a suit, leered at her.
Wen Yan instantly understood.
"You called me here?"
"You're smarter than she is." The man sighed, his admiration growing. "There are many beautiful women, but few intelligent ones. You possess both qualities."
Men of society knew how to speak, making people feel quite pleased with themselves.
Wen Yan only felt disgusted. "Just say what you want."
"You're very beautiful, and I like you very much," the man said with a confident smile. "Was that man last time your boyfriend? He's not bad-looking, but he's too poor, needing a woman to pay for his clothes. Come with me, and I guarantee you six figures in pocket money every month."
"Is that what you said to Luo Ziyu?"
"Not exactly. I don't take just anyone. Luo Ziyu came to me herself." The man's tone was smug and contemptuous. "She's just a gold digger. Once we're together, she'll be out of the picture."
"Sorry, I'm not interested!"
"Don't pretend. No one dislikes money," the man said, moving closer to Wen Yan.
Quick as lightning, she splashed the tea directly onto his face.
It wasn't hot, but it enraged the man.
"You woman, playing hard to get with me, aren't you? I hate people like you the most!" the man declared, lunging towards Wen Yan.
Luo Ziyu stood outside.
Thinking of Jiang Dawei, that scoundrel, who could still look at other women while with her, and then imagining Wen Yan truly ending up with Jiang Dawei, meaning all her money would go to Wen Yan!
A sinister glint flashed in her eyes.
Jiang Dawei, Wen Yan, you can both wait for death.
She called Jiang Dawei's wife.
"Hello, Mrs. Jiang? I saw your husband with a young woman!"
Inside the private room, chaos ensued.
Wen Yan hadn't expected Jiang Dawei to suddenly go mad. She threw various objects at him, trying to open the door, only to find it locked!
Was she forced to resort to the last resort?
She had already drafted a text message to 110, anticipating potential trouble. She took out her phone, pasted the message, and sent it quickly.
Jiang Dawei clutched his injured forehead. "You slut! You dare hit me? I'll make sure to sleep with you here today!"
Saying that, Jiang Dawei lunged again. Wen Yan was forced into a corner, with nowhere left to retreat.
"What you're doing is illegal! Aren't you afraid of going to jail?"
"Heh, you women care most about your chastity. If you sue me, will you still find a good match?" Jiang Dawei sneered.
She wondered how many women he had used this malicious tactic on.
Wen Yan watched the pig-like man advance, her back pressed against the wall, her heart pounding!
She should have called the police earlier!
The next second, the door suddenly opened!
Wen Yan's heart eased, but a boisterous, plump woman entered!
Upon seeing Jiang Dawei, the woman roared, "You scoundrel! How dare you find other women behind my back? Do you think I'm dead?"
"W-wife?" Jiang Dawei was startled.
This was Jiang Dawei's wife? Wen Yan thought.
She had assumed Luo Ziyu was with Jiang Dawei only for money, but she hadn't realized he was already married!
However, with his wife here, Wen Yan finally felt safe.
Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Dawei said, "Wife, you've misunderstood. This woman was seducing me. I've been avoiding her. She and I are absolutely innocent!"
"You little slut! I've seen plenty like you! Relying on your youth and a face like a vixen to seduce people everywhere, and you dare to seduce my husband? I'll beat you to death!" Mrs. Jiang, without asking any questions, her anger ignited by the beautiful, pure face, slapped towards her.
Wen Yan narrowly dodged, her eyes turning cold. "Madam, shouldn't you understand the situation before acting? Your husband was clearly forcing me!"
The floor was littered with debris from thrown objects.
Mrs. Jiang cast a fierce glance at Jiang Dawei.
She knew her husband's character.
But admitting he had cheated in public would also cause her to lose face.
Moreover, why did this little slut have to be so beautiful? Without another word, she lunged towards Wen Yan's face. "I hate vixens the most. Don't try to fool me; do you think I'll believe you?"
This time, Wen Yan couldn't dodge and had to endure the slap.
But the pain never landed.
"Ah!"
Instead, Mrs. Jiang screamed and was thrown to the ground.
Wen Yan looked at Leng Xunze, who had suddenly appeared. His expressionless face was like a divine descent.
This scene seemed to be repeating itself.
The middle-aged man looked at his wife, then said to Leng Xunze, "Brother, you've mistaken the person. It's your girlfriend who was trying to seduce me. She thinks you're too poor and have no future, so she wanted me to keep her!"
No man could tolerate such words.
"My woman isn't that blind!" Leng Xunze scoffed disdainfully.
Jiang Dawei's face flushed red. "Don't be too confident. Women nowadays are very practical!"
"We are practical, but not stupid. My husband is handsome and makes me feel secure. Someone like you? I'd vomit my dinner after one look!" Wen Yan immediately hugged Leng Xunze's arm and then looked at the woman on the ground. Initially sympathetic, she now felt more that the pitiable were often deserving of their fate. "And you, why do women make things difficult for other women? You can clearly see what's happening here. Your husband is a scoundrel, and you're helping him lie?"
Mrs. Jiang's face turned green and white. She gritted her teeth. "My husband has power and influence. So many women want to seduce him. Stop pretending. I know exactly what you young vixens are thinking!"
"There are indeed young vixens, but unfortunately, I'm not one of them!"
Wen Yan took out her phone.
She had developed the habit of recording conversations and replayed what had just happened.
Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Dawei's faces turned extremely ugly. Upon hearing Luo Ziyu's name, Mrs. Jiang wished she could devour Jiang Dawei. "That slut is your mistress? Didn't you say she was an assistant from the other company?"
"Wife, I..."
"She's outside right now," Wen Yan said calmly.
Mrs. Jiang immediately headed outside. Luo Ziyu, who had been watching the spectacle, hadn't expected Wen Yan to expose her and immediately tried to flee. Mrs. Jiang, though overweight, was agile and used a chair to strike Luo Ziyu's leg!
"You slut! How dare you seduce my husband? You're tired of living!" Mrs. Jiang, furious, pinned Luo Ziyu down and slapped her face repeatedly, causing it to swell.
"No, you've misunderstood, woo woo woo!" Luo Ziyu, with no ability to resist, cried out as she was slapped.
Wen Yan took out her phone and realized she had sent the text message to Leng Xunze!
However, it had only been ten minutes, and Leng Xunze had already arrived.