Song Mai didn't reply for a long time.

Lin Ran couldn't help but worry, and immediately sent another message:

How are you? Are you feeling better?

However, it still disappeared without a trace.

Song Mai lay in her bedroom, replaying the events of last night in her mind over and over again. Although each recollection felt like tearing open her still-healing wounds, she felt it was all worth it as long as she could find the real culprit.

The next day, when Song Mai arrived at the company on her electric scooter, Lin Ran was the first to surround her.

"You brat, why didn't you reply to my messages? I was so worried, I thought something had happened to you."

Song Mai opened her phone and saw that Lin Ran had sent her several voice messages yesterday afternoon.

"Sorry, it might be because my phone has been acting up lately. It's been lagging a lot and sending and receiving messages is slow. You might have received the message later but missed it."

Lin Ran looked down at Song Mai's old phone with its screen broken beyond recognition. Compared to those people with the latest models, her phone was like the great-great-grandfather of those phones, so old that it was hard to tell how many generations it was.

She picked up the phone with a hint of disdain.

"I'm telling you, you're too stingy. Look at your phone. If you don't replace it soon, it'll probably be less smooth than a landline, at least that doesn't lag."

Song Mai snatched the phone and put it on her workstation.

"You're exaggerating a bit. My phone is a bit old and laggy, but at least it still works. Why rush to replace it when it's still usable? Wait a little longer before replacing it."

"You can give your husband so much money to start a business, but you can't even buy yourself a new phone?" Lin Ran said, somewhat exasperated.

"What do you know? I'm just saving where I should and spending where I should."

Lin Ran shook her head speechlessly: "There is such a saying, but you save money for yourself while your husband spends it as he pleases."

The two chatted for a while, and soon Zheng Yao arrived as well.

As soon as she saw Song Mai, she couldn't wait to say, "Why are you here? I thought you weren't coming."

Lin Ran didn't know what was wrong with Zheng Yao. She had gone crazy in Fang Yu's office yesterday and was saying strange things today, but out of concern for her good friend, she replied without thinking:

"Are you sick? Aren't you just cursing someone to get sick?"

"Pfft—"

Zheng Yao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Still defending her, Lin Ran? You think she's sick, but she's probably having a good time somewhere. Why do you need to worry about her?"

Song Mai deliberately feigned a guilty look, her eyes darting around, and stammered, "You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Upon seeing her like this, Zheng Yao immediately realized that her guess was correct and that what happened last night must have succeeded.

He immediately said with great pride, "Song Mai, I didn't know you were such a good actor. Won't you share your amazing experiences of the past two days with us?"

Lin Ran looked bewildered and quietly pulled Song Mai over.

"What's wrong?"

Song Mai shook her head, gesturing for her to be quiet.

Lin Ran didn't know what had happened, so she kept quiet and didn't say anything.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Song Mai was a little flustered, her eyes darting around.

Zheng Yao became increasingly excited and couldn't wait to share it with everyone:

"Don't be so stingy. Share your good news with everyone so they can share in your joy."

“I remember the day before yesterday, the three of us, including you and Manager Fang, went to discuss a project. At the dinner, you and that Westerner were exchanging glances. At first, I thought I was seeing things, but then I realized that you two were really exchanging flirtatious glances.”

It's a pity, I wasn't feeling well that day and left early. But when I got home, I realized I might have lost it. I suspected I might have left it at that hotel, so I went back to look for it, and that's when I saw you and that Westerner going to a hotel..."

No sooner had Zheng Yao finished speaking than someone couldn't help but whistle.

The crowd was buzzing with discussion:

"Oh my god, as far as I know, didn't Song Mai get married?"

"Yes, if I remember correctly, she got married."

"Isn't that marital infidelity? And the person who cheated is a Westerner."

"It seems like she and her husband haven't been married for very long!"

...

Lin Ran also had some doubts about life, and quietly tugged at Song Mai's clothes to ask her in a low voice.

"What's going on? Is what she said true?"

Song Mai patted the back of her hand to reassure her, then looked at Zheng Yao, her expression no longer as flustered as before, as if someone had discovered her well-hidden secret.

She crossed her arms and looked coldly at Zheng Yao.

"What a coincidence! You came back and saw me going to a hotel with someone else."

Zheng Yao didn't notice anything wrong at all:

"I don't know how it happened. Who would have thought I would discover such a scene? I heard you took the day off yesterday. What was the reason? Did your husband find out, or were those Westerners too aggressive?"

"I've heard that foreigners are generally more skilled in that area... You wouldn't have cheated on me for that reason, would you?"

She spoke happily, which prompted many people to join in the discussion.

After the last incident, people were initially skeptical of Zheng Yao's claims, given that the previous incident involved the rebellion of the Heavenly Gang.

Zheng Yao has once again made headlines, but who knows if it's true or not?

But once she said she saw it with her own eyes, and gave such a detailed account, those who were still skeptical were now almost convinced.

"I didn't realize Song Mai was so sexually frustrated. It's one thing to cheat, but to go and find a foreigner too. You really can't judge a book by its cover."

"So, does that mean Song Mai's husband, although handsome, isn't very good in that area? Otherwise, why would she have cheated on her so soon after getting married?"

"Not necessarily, maybe they're just looking for a thrill!"

"What a waste! She's married to such a handsome guy and doesn't even appreciate it. It's like the rich are dying of thirst while the poor are drowning in water!"

Song Mai listened quietly to the discussion without offering any explanation.

She only spoke after the discussion had subsided:

"You said you saw us check into a hotel with your own eyes, so I have a few questions for you. Where did you see us check into a hotel? Was it at the Yujing Hotel? Or somewhere else?"

Zheng Yao didn't actually see it with her own eyes; how would she know where she saw it?

She simply made one up:

"Of course, it's at the Royal View Hotel."

Song Mai continued, "As far as I know, the first to third floors of the Yujing Hotel are banquet halls, and the rooms start from the fourth floor. We were in room 107 that day. Even if you were looking for something, you would only look on the first floor. How did you see us going to book a room? Even if you saw us go up the elevator, it doesn't prove that we went to book a room."

Zheng Yao didn't expect Song Mai to find a breakthrough in her words, but she was already convinced that Song Mai had indeed done something with that bearded man. Even if what she said was a bit unreasonable, it was still true that she had cheated on her husband.