Su Ou patted her shoulder gently and consoled her, "Alright, why are you crying, girl? Weren't you quite sharp-tongued when you were confronting Zheng Bifan? Why are you like this now?"
Wen Ling leaned closer to Su Ou, like a small animal seeking protection, muttering softly, "I was just putting up a front… I'm actually very upset. Why did she call me a third wheel? I'm not a third wheel… Su Ou, this society is so unfair. Because my family is poor, it feels like my dignity is also impoverished. Clearly, Liqing stole A Kai from me, yet I'm the one being labeled a third wheel. Is there any justice in this world?"
Rich people were often treated with deference, as if their every word and deed were golden. Meanwhile, those less fortunate, like Wen Ling, were often ridiculed and pushed aside.
One of the reasons Wen Ling was crying was:
She couldn't contact Uncle Hao anymore… His phone was always off.
She had calculated the time. At this point, Uncle Hao should have returned to the country. Why was his phone still off? Could it be that he was really angry and had blocked her number?
Su Ou and Wen Ling wandered back to their rented apartment. As they turned the corner, Wen Ling spotted a man standing under a tall tree in front of the building.
Ah!
A fashionably dressed man!
Whoosh!
Wen Ling's eyes widened.
"Ahh! Su Ou, it's Color Uncle! Uncle!"
Wen Ling left a startled Su Ou behind and ran towards the man.
Su Ou was taken aback.
Color Uncle?
What kind of strange nickname was that?
"Uncle! Uncle Hao! You're back?"
Wen Ling rushed over, stood in front of the man, panting slightly, and smiled.
Her eyes and lips curved with a smile that she couldn't hide.
Color Uncle had come to see her upon returning, which meant he wasn't angry with her.
The man slowly turned around, and Wen Ling's smile froze.
"How… How could it be you? I thought it was…"
It wasn't Color Uncle!
She felt like crying.
At that moment, Wen Ling deeply experienced the sorrow of turning joy into sorrow.
Luo Yuan looked at Wen Ling with a frown and said unhappily, "Thought what? Thought it was our boss?"
Wen Ling lowered her head and nodded. "Yeah, why didn't Uncle come?"
How dare she even mention their boss?
If it weren't for this girl, the boss wouldn't have drowned his sorrows in alcohol and wouldn't have ended up with a headache, falling asleep!
Right now, the boss was still asleep at home.
Love was indeed hurtful!
"Our boss won't come!"
Wen Ling pouted. "Why wouldn't he come?"
Didn't the uncle say he wanted her to spend the whole night with him…? She blushed, wondering why she suddenly remembered those words. It was as if she were a lustful woman eagerly anticipating a man. How embarrassing.
Luo Yuan glanced around. "Why would our boss, who is so rich and influential, come find you the moment he returns to the country? It's not like he's lacking for women! Listen, Wen Ling, don't think that our boss is short of women! When our boss waves his hand, not just hundreds, but thousands of beauties would gather within an hour, waiting for him to choose. Don't think too highly of yourself!"
Wen Ling's eyes widened.
Was this jerk here to make her mad?
She immediately bared her teeth, furrowed her brows, put her hands on her hips, and yelled at Luo Yuan, "Yes, yes, yes! Your boss isn't short of women. When he waves his hand, all the women in the world would come fawning over him. Your boss is a stud! Then what are you doing here? Why are you standing outside my house? Just seeing you makes me want to vomit. You have an ugly face that begs to be beaten!"
Luo Yuan was stunned.
Good grief!
This woman… Was she that fierce?
"What… What… What…" Where did such ferocious women come from? Like a tigress… The boss would be miserable if he married a woman like this. He'd be bullied at home every day!
Luo Yuan broke out in a cold sweat.
"What… What… What do you mean? Do you have ears? Can't you understand what I'm saying? Seeing you really annoys me! Get out of my sight! Let me tell you, this building is notorious for things falling from above, like a flower pot, a chamber pot, a wooden carving…"
Luo Yuan clutched his forehead, ready to faint.
He threw a gift box at her forcefully. "I don't have time to deal with you! Pest! This is for you! The boss bought it for you in England! I'm leaving!"
Just as he took a step, a small undergarment blew down from above and hit Luo Yuan on the head, covering his vision.
Luo Yuan jumped in fright, shook his head vigorously, sniffed, pulled the undergarment off his head, and almost fainted. He slammed it to the ground. "Damn it! What bad luck! I'm never coming back here again! Hmph!"
If it weren't for the boss telling him to deliver the gift to Wen Ling the moment he landed, he wouldn't have bothered coming!
Su Ou draped her arm over Wen Ling's shoulder and watched Luo Yuan's retreating back, commenting casually, "Hey, Cool Water, when did you hook up with such a sugar daddy? Seriously, though, this guy is a bit too skinny. I'm worried his stamina might not last… Traditional Chinese medicine says that stamina is related to body type. Men with thin hips like him aren't good for much. I suggest you dump him sooner rather than later…"
Bang!
Luo Yuan nearly collapsed from anger. He really wished he could bleed from seven orifices.
Women nowadays were so cruel!
Inside the luxury car, Luo Yuan feigned bravado and called out to Su Ou, "Woman, you wait! You dared to accuse me of being inadequate. I'll show you on that day!"
Su Ou grinned. "Okay, okay, which day? Give me a specific date. I'll be looking forward to it. I'll record the whole thing with a camera and upload it online to see if you can become an overnight sensation."
Women were so tough…
Whoosh… Luo Yuan fled, clutching his head.
Both women eagerly tore open the gift box and pulled out the gift.
Was it chocolate, or a silk scarf?
Typically, when men gave gifts to women, they would be something along those lines.
When men started giving practical gifts like purses, it usually meant the woman had become his wife.
However…
Su Ou held up a soft object…
Wen Ling and Su Ou were both stunned.
Damn!
It was a very alluring and very skimpy… thong!
Whoosh!
Wen Ling's cheeks turned as red as tomato sauce.
Uncle Hao, that damned man, bought her such a provocative item?
Su Ou would surely laugh at her!
Was there a crack in the ground?
If there was, she would apologize and say goodbye for a moment as she crawled inside.
Su Ou took a deep breath and examined the thong, turning it this way and that. "Cool Water, this… Which side goes in front, and which side goes in back?"
Wen Ling shook her head honestly, her head bowed.
How would she know?
She had never seen anything like this before.
Although she had dated Liao Kai for over a year, they were both quite conservative and shy. The farthest they had gone was a passionate kiss while he held her close.
Su Ou rummaged through the box again and pulled out a very delicate and beautiful bra!
Wen Ling's face turned even redder, and her chin nearly touched her chest.
"Cool Water, this bra… fits your size…"
When a man gave a woman a bra and knew her exact measurements and cup size, what did it imply?
"Cool Water, there's also a card. It's from the person who sent the gift. Take a look."
Wen Ling tremulously opened the pink card and was dumbfounded.
"Su Ou, it's in English."
Fluent, beautiful English.
Su Ou leaned in, struggling to read it, and translated haltingly: "For you… want to see… you wear… tonight…"
Su Ou gasped, pointing at Wen Ling. "You… You… You…"
Wen Ling hugged Su Ou and said in a sobbing voice, "I'll confess everything to you…"
Wen Ling recounted everything that had happened since she met Bai Haonan, scene by scene…
Unbeknownst to them, not far away, hidden behind a tree in the seemingly deserted area below, someone was listening.
"Ahh! You… You've already done that?!"
Su Ou's shocked cry echoed through the sky, startling Wen Ling. She rushed forward to cover Su Ou's mouth. "Shh, shh, don't shout."
"…"
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! You… You've done it more than once?!"
"Shh… Shh…"
"Shh what shh, I'm not peeing!" Su Ou slapped away Wen Ling's hand and poked her finger at Wen Ling's smooth forehead angrily. "You little brat! You're more advanced than me in this aspect! Come on! Go upstairs and tell me all about it. I've never experienced it myself, so I can't imagine…"
Wen Ling's face turned purple. "Wah wah, Sister, Auntie, Great-grandma, please spare me. It all happened when I wasn't aware… I can't describe it in detail…"
"Just tell me about the physical changes in a certain part of your Uncle Hao…"
"No way! I won't betray Uncle!"
"Huh? Little missy, who are you closer to, him or me?"
"Wah wah wah, equally close, okay?"
"Not… Okay!!"
The two women tugged at each other as they went upstairs.
To learn about a certain part of Uncle, Su Ou, who never went to nightclubs, accompanied Wen Ling to work for the first time.
"Manager, are you kidding? I'm off today? Why am I off?"
Wen Ling stared at the chubby manager in disbelief, jumping up and down. Damn, giving her the day off meant she would earn less money!
"Manager! Do you know how dedicated I am? My performances are always of high quality. Giving me a day off will cause huge losses for the nightclub!"
The chubby manager handed Wen Ling a red envelope, on the verge of tears. "I don't want you to have the day off either, but there's nothing I can do. Here's your pay for today. Sob sob, you're getting paid even though you're taking the day off. It's the same as usual. What are you complaining about?"
He was the one who should be crying, wasn't he?
If Jin Die took a day off, it wasn't just the losses the nightclub would suffer. The customers who were infatuated with Jin Die would eat him alive!
The leader of the Sanjing Association's order made him want to jump off a building. Why did Jin Die have to take one day off per week?
Although he was fat, he had the right to bleed, didn't he? Right now, his heart was bleeding!
Wen Ling quickly grabbed the red envelope and turned her eyes… What? She could rest and still get paid?
My goodness, who would have thought that nightclubs were more benevolent than state-owned enterprises? Hahaha…