"What a load of rubbish! As long as she's not a chaste and virtuous woman, she can't find a few lovers, can't she?"
"Congratulations, you got it wrong. His wife, Hu Qing, is indeed a conservative person, but perhaps she's just too afraid."
Wang Peng nodded. Hu Qing probably wouldn't dare to cheat on him. After all, Huang Ran was a multi-millionaire and had a million ways to kill her.
"Brother, I estimate that in the entire provincial capital, there's no one who would dare to seduce Huang Ran's wife. Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"
Wang Peng nodded, then suddenly his eyes sharpened, and he frowned.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Li Mingzhu asked anxiously.
“There is one person who would dare to do this. If he knew Huang Ran was impotent, he would definitely dare to seduce Hu Qing,” Wang Peng sneered.
"Who is it? Is there really someone who isn't afraid of death?" Li Mingzhu asked in a low voice.
Wang Peng nodded. Poverty is worse than death; this was the philosophy of his good younger brother, Wang Cheng.
"Oh my!" Li Mingzhu's eyes widened, and she whispered, "You mean... Wang Cheng?"
"Congratulations, you got it right," Wang Peng said. "Wang Cheng isn't a good-for-nothing. Don't confront him directly in the future."
A strange thought suddenly popped into my head: if Wang Cheng were the boss of Brilliant, would he be even more difficult to deal with than Huang Ran?
He glanced at his watch; it was already eleven o'clock. He hurriedly took Li Mingzhu downstairs and drove back to the Wenxin residential area.
Just as I parked my car, a Honda Accord was parked across the street.
Huang Ran was completely drunk, and Wang Cheng carried him up to the third floor. Exhausted and panting, he gritted his teeth and rang the doorbell.
The door opened, revealing a pair of feet wearing cotton slippers embroidered with Chibi Maruko-chan.
Upon smelling a faint fragrance, much like the scent of orchids, Wang Cheng felt a little distracted.
The next second he hurriedly said, "Boss lady, the boss is drunk."
"Come in quickly," Hu Qing said softly, stepping aside. "Put him in that room."
Wang Cheng forcefully placed Huang Ran on the bedroom bed.
"You can go now, but help me throw away the trash outside the door." Hu Qing turned her back to Wang Cheng and anxiously took off Huang Ran's clothes.
"Okay." Wang Peng left the boss's house, bent down to pick up the garbage bag, and smelled a pungent Chinese medicine odor.
Medicine? Is the landlady sick? Is the landlady sick?
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