Chapter 121: Competing with me for a dead man?

Mu Lin thought this was a life-or-death question.

What do men do when they order hostesses in private rooms? What do women do when they order male models?

Second Master is a man, how could he not know?

Mu Lin swallowed nervously, cleared his throat, and asked, "Pour some wine, and let's chat?"

Wei Chizheng, "That's it?"

Mu Lin: "They should be gone."

Lacking confidence, Mu Lin's voice was barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.

Wei Chizheng frowned, his eyes cold and menacing.

After a long pause, Wei Chizheng said in a deep voice, "Suppress this trending topic. I don't want to see any more comments criticizing her online."

Mu Lin breathed a sigh of relief, finally free from the intense pressure. "Okay, I'll go right now."

As Mu Lin walked out, he casually picked up his phone.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

He stared at the screen for a while, thinking he was seeing things, and checked several times to make sure it was real.

Mu Lin hurriedly retreated, "Second Master, it seems we don't need to."

Wei Chizheng was puzzled.

Mu Lin showed the phone to Wei Chizheng.

The ten-minute-long still shot made Mu Lin sweat with anxiety.

Finally, Wei Chizheng parted his thin lips slightly, "Lu Zeyu can be considered a man."

Just five minutes ago, Lu Zeyu posted a Weibo message stating that Amanda is his fiancée, that he trusts her character, and that if anyone continues to maliciously defame his fiancée, he will definitely hold them legally accountable.

Following the release, Boya Financial's official account also reposted it.

A single supportive comment was enough to rescue Xie Nanzhi from the eye of the storm.

Mu Lin's expression looked like he was constipated. Was Second Master acknowledging his rival in love?

Sigh, only the Second Master has such a vision.

Mu Lin asked in a low voice, "Miss Xie and Mr. Lu are developing so fast, are they already engaged?"

Wei Chizheng's face was drawn, his deep eyes filled with extreme coldness.

Mu Lin was so frightened by his glance that she immediately shut up.

Port City.

Xie Nanzhi went to Shui Tian Yi Se immediately. Based on the angle of the photo, she could basically determine the location of the person who took the photo.

She retrieved the surveillance footage from that time period last night, and suddenly, Xie Nanzhi saw a woman wearing a white dress.

She asked the staff to zoom in on the surveillance footage, and Xie Nanzhi was able to see the woman's face clearly.

It was her.

Xie Nanzhi sneered and quickly left Shui Tian Yi Se.

This is a private hospital in the port city. The patients who come here for treatment are all from well-off families. After all, the environment here is among the best in the country, and the service is first-class. Each patient has a private nurse to take care of them, all on a one-on-one basis.

Xie Nanzhi parked her car in the parking lot, got out, casually took off her sunglasses, and strode into the inpatient building.

Unlike the noise of public hospitals, it's much quieter here.

Xie Nanzhi, wearing high heels, walked on the gleaming tiles to the nurses' station, her slender hands resting on the long white table.

The nurse in the pink uniform politely asked, "Hello, ma'am, how can I help you?"

Xie Nanzhi curled her thin lips into a smile, her bright red lips captivating all who looked at her. "I'm looking for Jian Yao."

The nurse looked Xie Nanzhi up and down, a bad feeling creeping over her. "Is there something you need from Nurse Jian?"

Xie Nanzhi's arrival was ill-intentioned, and she clearly wasn't a kind person, so the nurse couldn't help but ask her a few more questions.

Xie Nanzhi's eyes suddenly darkened, and her voice dropped several decibels, "I'm looking for Jian Yao."

The nurse was intimidated by Xie Nanzhi's aura and timidly pointed to the ward not far away, "Jian Yao is in, in ward 502."

Xie Nanzhi picked up the small square bag from her hand and said coldly, "Thanks."

At the same time, Xie Nanzhi walked towards ward 502.

The hospital rooms are all VIP private rooms, offering excellent privacy. Xie Nanzhi stood outside the room and saw Jian Yao through the glass window.

She appeared to be examining a patient, bending over, her short skirt deliberately raised a few centimeters, revealing glimpses of her underwear.

And the neckline—I don't know if it was intentional or if they forgot, but the top few buttons were undone.

The patient's position allows them to see the view that is almost spilling out of the neckline.

The patient's eyes widened, and his large hand tentatively reached out. Seeing that Jian Yao did not resist, he became even bolder.

Xie Nanzhi sneered. It seems that this is how Jian Yao turned Pei Jingchuan into a submissive subject. Such clumsy seduction. Only a man like him, driven by lust, would fall for it.

Xie Nanzhi held up her phone and filmed a short video, but she didn't have time to waste. The next second, she pushed open the door.

Jian Yao was startled, and the needle in her hand fell to the ground.

"Xie Nanzhi, it's you."

Xie Nanzhi didn't stop walking, saying as she went, "It's your great-aunt."

The visitor seemed ill-intentioned. Jian Yao wasn't stupid; she instinctively stepped back. "Xie Nanzhi, what... what do you want?"

Xie Nanzhi sneered, "What for? Of course, to teach you a lesson."

Reaching Jian Yao, Xie Nanzhi swiftly grabbed her bag and slammed it into Jian Yao's face.

Before Jian Yao could even react, the second, third, and fourth blows came one after another.

Jian Yao screamed and cried as she was beaten, but Xie Nanzhi was still not satisfied.

With a cold face, Xie Nanzhi grabbed Jian Yao's hair and pulled hard, forcing Jian Yao to raise her bruised and swollen face.

"Xie Nanzhi, what right do you have to hit me?"

"Just because you're such a jerk."

Xie Nanzhi was furious when she saw that the woman in the surveillance footage was Jian Yao.

She didn't think she had offended this woman. The reason Jian Yao resented her was simply because of her past relationship with Pei Jingchuan.

To harm her out of jealousy is tantamount to courting disaster.

Xie Nanzhi warned coldly, "Jian Yao, let me tell you, don't mess with me again. Otherwise, I guarantee you'll make sure you can't stay in Hong Kong."

After saying that, she forcefully threw Jian Yao to the ground.

Jian Yao looked at Xie Nanzhi with eyes full of resentment, hating her to the core.

At this moment, a large crowd of onlookers had gathered outside the gate, all eager to see Jian Yao make a fool of herself.

Xie Nanzhi didn't care about their stares and walked out towards the group of people. Just as she was about to leave the ward, Jian Yao got up.

She clenched her fists tightly. "Xie Nanzhi, what do you have to be proud of? You're nothing but a pathetic wretch abandoned by your husband."

"You don't know, do you? When Pei Jingchuan slept with me, he was so tender towards me. He told me himself that you are no match for me at all. You are like a dead fish in bed, and you don't arouse him at all. Xie Nanzhi, as a woman, you are the biggest failure."

Xie Nanzhi's eyes were flippant as she slowly turned around. "Are you competing with me for a dead man? Jian Yao, you're ridiculous."

Jian Yao's hysterical attacks were like bubbles in Xie Nanzhi's eyes, easily shattered.

The more indifferent and nonchalant she appeared, the more frantic Jian Yao became inside.

On what grounds?

Why is it that this woman can so easily win Pei Jingchuan's heart, and why is she still living such a good life now?

Jian Yao was unwilling to accept it; she was truly unwilling to accept it.

Watching Xie Nanzhi walk out of the ward.

Jian Yao chased after her frantically, shouting, "Xie Nanzhi, I'm going to sue you! I'm going to report you for intentional assault!"