Lu Wanwan sighed in relief, no way around it, poverty made her ambitions short.
She needed money, desperately needed it.
So even if he hated her, when she could use him, she would shamelessly do so.
In the Bentley Mulsanne that had just stopped at the entrance of Dijing Clubhouse, the driver Zhao Chen ended a call.
"Mr. Gu, I've let Miss Lu in!"
Gu Annan's gaze shifted towards the outside of the car, to the swiftly disappearing figure inside the gates of the clubhouse.
"Miss Lu is here... to see you?" Zhao Chen mustered his courage to ask another question.
The boss had clearly informed his parents and fiancée in the United States that his fiancée was Miss Lu Wanwan. Yet, he had instructed Zhao Chen just recently to tell Lu Jingtian about his engagement with Miss Lu Kexin.
Even though the boss's thoughts had always been hard to guess, this time it seemed really far-fetched!
"It's none of your business."
"Cough, I'm speaking out of turn."
Gu Annan straightened his shirt and opened the car door to step out.
*
Lu Wanwan was wandering in the third-floor corridor of the clubhouse.
When she almost reached the end of the corridor, she saw a burly man in a black suit standing outside a private room door—it was Bai Lingyun's bodyguard!
She couldn't go in, so she had to think of another plan.
Her eyes narrowed with a cunning smile as she nonchalantly walked into a restroom not far away.
She didn't believe that a celebrity could avoid using the restroom!
Lu Wanwan stood at the vanity in the outer area of the restroom, where she could see outside through the mirror from this angle.
In her mind, she started planning what to do once Bai Lingyun came out.
The first scoop had to be a big story that would make the editor take her seriously from now on. Then these commission-based jobs would keep coming to her.
Considering their newspaper's usual audacity in targeting celebrities, she should probably follow him to the restroom and then report extensively on the kidney function and size issues that Bai Lingyun's wife's group was most interested in.
After all, their "Zui Entertainment" was notorious in the entertainment industry, sued countless times. It was a publication with no limits and no integrity that stars and their fans dreaded.
As she was brainstorming, a tall man wearing a casual baseball shirt and a cap walked in.
Pretending to look down and wash her hands, Lu Wanwan quickly glanced and confirmed the target!
Bai Lingyun had entered.
Her feet stopped at the door of the men's restroom, unable to take another step.
Lu Wanwan pressed her hand against her forehead, feeling cowardly at the critical moment, wishing she could pinch herself a few times. To earn a commission, acting a bit like a hooligan wouldn't cause her to grow pimples, right?
She hesitated until the sound of flushing came from inside, and Plan A was completely abandoned.
She had no choice but to start Plan B!
Lu Wanwan lowered her head and saw the proud curves of her chest under her white T-shirt, the shorts covering only half of her thighs, and her long, straight white legs.
The food she had wasn't eaten for nothing; she knew she had some substance to her figure.
After quickly fixing her hair, she efficiently tied the hem of her T-shirt into a knot at her waist, revealing her waistline, then puffed out her chest...
Pretending to be drunk or something later would spin an interesting and valuable story.
Lu Wanwan, already contemplating poses, was completely unaware of the pair of grim and furious eyes fixed on her, ready to burst into flames.
Gu Annan's face darkened as he pressed his lips together.
So this was the woman's virtue now, throwing herself at anyone she met in the restroom?
Just as Lu Wanwan, listening to the approaching footsteps from inside the restroom, was making her final preparations, she finally sensed an uncomfortable feeling from behind.
Before she could turn around, she was suddenly yanked forcefully.
Her head unexpectedly hit a firm and muscular chest.