Chapter 98: An Unexpected Affair

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After ruthlessly fleecing the wine shop owner, Su Ziceng walked out of the cafe. The weather, which had been clear and sunny, began to drizzle, and the sudden raindrops fell on the wool coat. While waiting for the driver, Su Ziceng huddled her neck and wrapped her clothes tighter. The scene from the cafe replayed in her mind. Within the span of an hour, it was as if she had been through a life-and-death tug-of-war; her taut nerves finally relaxed at this moment, leaving her body feeling weak from overexertion. Although her body was drained from the negotiation, her steps were unexpectedly light. Su Ziceng stepped in the rain, breathed out cold air, and for the first time in her life, she felt a sense of accomplishment that erased the discomfort of getting wet. After obtaining a promise from Shang Yin, Su Ziceng felt reassured, as if she had taken a sedative. She was determined to gnaw off this tough bone of a greedy boss. Shang Qing really wasn’t a simple character; before her rebirth, there were rumors that Shang Qing had built a luxurious house in Bianjing City, specially to entertain domestic and international politicians. Amid the debauchery, those dignitaries always spilled words they shouldn’t have and left behind photos that should not have existed. Su Ziceng simply tested the waters by mentioning that a friend had gotten into trouble. Shang Qing agreed without even hearing the details, suggesting that he had already begun collecting leverage over politicians and officials. After the thrill, Su Ziceng calmed down. Shang Qing was mysterious in life and even more so in death. He was like a hidden dagger; if the blade deviated slightly, it could end up slicing one’s own throat. Caution was still necessary. A car pulled up ahead, splashing a good amount of water. Su Ziceng cursed under her breath, bent down, and began wiping the dirty water. A pair of lamb leather boots and a whiff of fragrance accompanied by a laughing, corpulent figure passed by. A somewhat familiar figure lingered in her memory, and just then, her car arrived. "Miss, please get in the car. Where else would you like to go?" The new driver glanced at the coffee shop behind Su Ziceng. Secretary Chang had inquired this morning to get clarity on the day’s schedule for the young lady. "Let’s go; stop with the chatter." Su Ziceng eyed the bootlicking secretary in front of her, a spitting image of Chang Mei’s lapdog. It seemed she would need to get another car. The driver respectfully closed the car door, and Su Ziceng turned away, her gaze returning to the cafe, spotting the middle-aged man who had splashed her. Balding and with a gold tooth, such a rough man—what sort of woman could he be accompanied by? Daring to sit beside the window, he was truly an eyesore. The woman sitting opposite the man was partially obscured by the curtain and not very clear to see. Su Ziceng’s gaze retreated, the car started, then slipped some distance away, "Wait a moment." Su Ziceng suddenly instructed the driver to stop, her eyes fixed on the side of the window. The previously obscured woman stood up and, without any sign of disgust, caressed the repulsive man opposite her. "Deng Jiani!" Su Ziceng couldn’t believe it as she rubbed her eyes. Today was indeed a day of double gains; the very Deng Jiani who had been reserved and polite in front of Hang Yishao, donning the face of a saintess, was now openly flirting with another man in broad daylight. "I still have things to do; you go back on your own." Su Ziceng took an umbrella from the car and stood back in the rain. The driver wanted to say something but shrank back when intimidated by the glare from Su Ziceng. She lowered the umbrella, once again entering the cafe, the dampness of her clothes still lingering. After more than an hour, Deng Jiani and the man left arm in arm, the man standing one head shorter than her, his hands inexhaustibly touching her sensitive areas, and Deng Jiani did not stop him, laughing tumultuously. Su Ziceng followed them for a while and saw that Deng Jiani and the man had entered a starred hotel. "Hello, I would like to inquire about the room number of the couple that just came in." Su Ziceng lamely asked the receptionist at the front desk. "Miss, I’m sorry, but we need to protect the privacy of our guests." Unsure whether this young lady was trying to catch a cheater, the receptionist, accustomed to such situations, diplomatically refused Su Ziceng’s inquiry. "I’m a friend of Miss Deng. Earlier, while having tea, she left her wallet with me," Su Ziceng thought for a moment and pulled out a Hermes clutch from her bag.

Chapter 98: An Unexpected Affair

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