"You say you know they're concerned... I really don't know what's going on in that brain of yours. A man who not only refuses to go home, but gallivants and womanizes on the outside, what kind of man is that...? And furthermore, the matter of your marriage, don't let it get out. Doesn't that blatantly amount to him denying you? If he denies you, why did he touch you in the first place without saying a thing... Thinking about it pisses me off. If all men are pigs, then he's the hairiest pig of them all..."
...
Not long after Xia Wan'an and Song Youman left the private room, Han Jingnian got up and left as well.
Once he left Golden Splendor, his assistant had already started the car and was waiting outside.
Han Jingnian bent over as he got in the car. Once the assistant drove him away from Golden Splendor, he asked, "Besides you and me, does anyone else know I was here tonight?"
The assistant thought for a moment, then replied, "Only Xiaoyang, who ran over to deliver some urgent documents when he called and asked where we were as we reached the entrance of Golden Splendor."
Han Jingnian switched on his laptop, entering the password while speaking without a care, "Let him leave tonight."
The assistant let out a questioning, "Huh?", unable to comprehend as he turned to glance at Han Jingnian.
Han Jingnian stared at the computer screen, typing quickly, without responding.
About half a minute later, the assistant prepared himself like Holmes cracking a case, and beginning to rattle on with his analysis. "Oh, I see, Mr. Han. What you're saying is, all this time, Xiaoyang has been leaking your whereabouts to Miss Qin Shujian? No, more accurately, it was Miss Qin Shujian who bought Xiaoyang off, to have coincidental encounters with you, creating all those scandals? The previous schedules were all planned out in advance, and everyone in the secretary's office knew, but it was unsure who leaked it, and today... The reason you agreed last minute to join Zhijin's gathering and instructed me not to mention it, was to reveal who's been betraying your whereabouts all this time? Miss Qin Shujian is really quite a player, even going as far as bribing people. But she surely can't beat Mr. Han who is an old..."
Without finishing the word "fox", the assistant, whose eyes were on the laptop, looked up to see Han Jingnian looking at him.
The assistant was so startled that he almost swerved the steering wheel, stumbling over his words: "...Mr. Han, you, you're a... a crafty old god!"
Han Jingnian ignored his assistant and returned to typing on his keyboard.
Knowing he narrowly escaped, the assistant let out a sigh of relief, and did not dare to push any further. He carefully asked, "Mr. Han, where are we headed now? Back to the office, or the apartment nearby?"
Thinking of the unfinished work, Han Jingnian automatically intended to say "office", but just as he started to speak, he was reminded of the question that the short-haired girl had asked him back in the private room at Golden Splendor: "Wan'an, you know Zhijin's uncle?"
She replied, "I don't know him."
She doesn't know... she answered neatly, without hesitation.
"Mr. Han?" The assistant waited for a good while, seeing that Han Jingnian had not made a sound, and couldn't help but to speak again.
Han Jingnian returned to his senses, not in a rush to answer the assistant. Instead, he resumed his typing.
Half a minute passed, and he stopped. "Don't know..."