Chapter 24: The Best at Playing with Men

By the time Su Yi and the others recovered from the number Jin Zhao had mentioned, they only saw Jin Zhao getting into a very low-key but luxurious black car.

“What kind of car is that? It looks ordinary.”

“But… the license plate seems rare…”

The window had already been rolled up, making it impossible to see who was inside. Only a driver got out to open the door.

“Su Yi, was she serious? Is that bag really that expensive?”

Su Yi hadn’t expected such an unremarkable bag to be worth a fortune, but now she could only maintain her composure.

“It’s okay; I’ll figure something out.”

Someone echoed, “Right, you have CEO Lu to help you. A little bag is nothing to CEO Lu.”

“But the car she got into… whose is it? It doesn’t look simple.”

Su Yi quickly explained, “I heard from my godfather that Miss Jin got married a while ago. The other party’s family is well-off, but their ages… might not match. I’m really worried about Miss Jin.”

The others immediately understood her implication. “So she’s going to be a stepmother. No wonder her things are getting more expensive recently. She’s selling…”

Driving a “normal Maybach,” age-inappropriate “old man,” looking at the person next to him examining her bag.

“It just arrived yesterday. Don’t damage it.”

“What if it’s damaged?” Wei Ting didn’t understand.

Jin Zhao put down her bag and explained seriously, “It’s like if I damaged your favorite car, wouldn’t you be angry enough to kill me?”

Wei Ting shook his head without hesitation.

“No.”

Jin Zhao’s eyes widened. Just as she was about to ask if it was because she was more important than his car, she heard him say slowly,

“Because I have many more of the same model.”

Jin Zhao: …

She didn’t understand the world of the richest man.

“What are you doing at Jingda today? Did you come to pick me up?” Jin Zhao acted cute. “Husband, you’re so thoughtful!”

Wei Ting glanced at her. “I’m here on business.”

…Jin Zhao was speechless. Could a compliment kill this man?

“It’s just that I happened to see you arguing with someone.”

If she said she was bullied, the person in front of her might jump out of the car.

The car had stopped in front. Because of the auction, he recognized the woman as Lu Sichen’s girlfriend.

“You dislike her?”

Otherwise, she usually left her bags on the coffee table, and even when a new servant accidentally touched them yesterday, she didn’t say anything.

Jin Zhao could now sense Wei Ting’s subtle expressions. Maybe it was talent.

She had noticed Wei Ting’s mouth dropping one pixel, indicating he was in a bad mood.

“You don’t like people who bully others?” Jin Zhao was a little angry. It wasn’t her fault; why did everyone think it was her problem?

Just because she wasn’t as innocent-looking as Su Yi? This appearance-obsessed world.

“That’s right, I’m a person with heterochromia iridum. My left eye is petty, and my right eye is snobbish.” Jin Zhao said recklessly. “No one dares to provoke me. If someone dares…”

“Then I’ll do eye exercises in front of them!”

Wei Ting chuckled after hearing this.

But to Jin Zhao, it was a cold laugh.

She snorted back, turning her face to the window. “Whether you like it or not, I like to bully others.”

She became angrier and angrier.  It was fine with others.

Wei Ting, who was sharp and perceptive at their first meeting, was also affected by Su Yi.  This was truly the female lead’s halo.

The car fell silent for a moment. The driver in front didn’t dare to breathe and carefully raised the partition.

He had been driving for Wei Ting for a long time, and the partition’s usage rate was at its highest recently.

“No.”

Wei Ting looked at the person whose face was puffed up like a bun.

“You’re usually generous to others, but today you’re unusually calculating.” He said calmly, “I saw it; she deliberately bumped into you.”

“I knew it!” Jin Zhao finally heard what she wanted to hear. “Those people tried to blame me.”

Her tone was like she was complaining, a little aggrieved.

Before Wei Ting could speak, the person who had just tried to separate herself from him leaned over again.

“Husband, did you record any evidence? I’ll loop it on the screen at the entrance of Jingda University next time.”

Wei Ting: “…No.”

Was he that bored?

“Okay.” Jin Zhao felt a little regretful.

But what happened just now had warned her. Others were affected by Su Yi’s halo, but her human ATM couldn’t be affected.

Besides money, she was still waiting for her dead husband to save her life at the end.

She had to flatter him properly; her dead husband mustn’t send her to a mental hospital.

“Wei Ting, I need to tell you something serious.”

Hearing someone call his name directly, Wei Ting was a little unaccustomed. Except for the old man, no one dared to call him by his name.

Jin Zhao wanted to be serious, but when she met his deep, cold black eyes, she immediately cowered.

“Husband, can’t your dear wife call you by your name?”

Someone was trying to get away with acting cute, but it clearly didn’t work.

“Speak directly.”

Jin Zhao looked like she was considering him.

“Women outside are very bad, especially those innocent-looking white lotuses. They’re the best at playing with men. Someone as rich and easygoing as you, who also looks serious, is easily targeted. So stay away from her.”

Wei Ting’s tone was slow as he repeated, “Playing with?”

“What? Don’t you believe me?” Jin Zhao was anxious. Why couldn’t he understand?

Wei Ting’s gaze fell on her bright, beautiful lips, the ones that spoke the sweetest words, and he nodded slightly.

“Indeed.”

Jin Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn’t know why Su Yi didn’t have any scenes with Wei Ting and his group in the book, everything now seemed to be deviating from the plot, so she had to be prepared.

“That’s right. There are only bad women outside. Only your wife thinks of you wholeheartedly.”

Jin Zhao spoke to herself, not seeing Wei Ting’s gaze.

After hearing her words, the man’s lips curled up slightly, his gaze falling on his cufflinks. He didn’t say anything.

Jin Zhao was in a good mood, looking at the scenery outside the window, when her spare phone vibrated twice.

She answered it and heard an angry voice.

“Jin Zhao, did you target Yiyi again today? I’m telling you, come after me if you have any problems!”

Jin Zhao’s ears hurt. She took the phone and looked at the name; it was just a heart.

She hadn’t deleted the number, thinking it was the original owner’s family, but it was this annoying thing.

Jin Zhao suddenly felt the cold, oppressive gaze from beside her. She slowly turned her head and met Wei Ting’s gaze. The note on the screen was particularly striking.

She looked up at the sky—no, the car ceiling—nervously.

She suddenly felt that what she had just said was a bit hypocritical.

“It’s noisy,” Wei Ting frowned, his tone cold.

Jin Zhao agreed. She picked up her phone and, with all her might, shouted into the phone at the still-raging man.

“You were too busy slapping Su Yi that you forgot to slap me, right?!”