Du Hong did not turn to Cheng Gang for help.
Cheng Gang had indeed been nice to her and she was to some extent feeling attached to him. However, the attachment was not persuasive enough for her to hang onto him shamelessly and confront his wife.
Despite her gentle and meek appearance, she had long come round the idea: I live at the mercy of men and men can be found everywhere.
Thus, she found a small inn to make do for the night and was sitting by another man the following noon.
"Thank you so much for helping me, or I wouldn't even have the money to buy lunch."
Inside the dining hall of a private club, Du Hong was cutting up a medium rare steak. She wasn't very good with knife and fork, but still maneuvered them with elegant movements.
"Make yourself at home. I know we're not exactly friends, but one ought to lend a hand when there's an emergency, not to mention when a beauty like you is involved."
