Chapter 40 If only we could trample Wen Yao into the mud!
[Ding, the event node has been triggered. Please prepare yourself.]
Wen Yao paused slightly, gave Lu Yile a few casual words, and then hung up the phone.
She gently swirled the wine glass to completely dissolve the sugar, and the shadow in the corner fell precisely on the upper half of her face, her expression unreadable.
"8848, bring up the relevant storyline."
[Real Plot: An Rourou was secretly delighted, observing Wen Yao's every move until she handed the wine to Fu Jinzhi.]
An Rou Rou appeared as a savior, snatched the wine glass, and took the opportunity to sprinkle the highly poisonous powder between her fingers.
This would then be considered attempted murder.
Wen Yao, it's time to exit.
Hehe, that's just being rebellious, that's not being left out!
A mischievous smile appeared on Wen Yao's face. "Use the disposable correction pen that weakens the prop."
[Ding, item activated.]
The space in front of Wen Yao distorted for a moment, and then, the plot text floated in the air, shimmering with golden light.
Without even asking 8848, the instructions automatically popped into her mind: erase the text you want to change, and then write it down by hand.
ah?
"Where's the pen? Wasn't it supposed to be a weak, disposable correction pen?"
Why is it smearing or writing with your hands? Wen Yao was confused.
8848: [Well, your human wife cakes don't even have wives in them, so what if correction pens don't have pens?]
Wen Yao: "Well, at least a wife cake is a cake!"
8848 emitted a mechanical, clattering laugh: [So you want no "corrections," but a "pen"?]
Wen Yao took a moment to realize: Isn't that just an ordinary pen?
Fine, I'll just use my hands then.
Wen Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief after changing "highly toxic powder" to "highly sweet powder".
An Rourou, who had been silently observing Wen Yao, felt both annoyed and jealous when she heard Wen Yao's phone call.
Who does Wen Yao think she is? What right does she have to tease Senior Fu? And what right does she have to add sugar to his drink?!
But An Rou Rou had a vague idea in her heart that Fu Jin Zhi wouldn't be angry about it at all, and might even laugh with Wen Yao—it was just a little fun between husband and wife.
An Rou Rou clenched her handbag tightly, making a slight rustling sound from inside. She looked down at the bag and suddenly had a good idea.
An idea that could destroy Wen Yao and her husband's relationship in one fell swoop.
An Rourou wasn't the only one who disliked Wen Yao and his wife; Gu Shaohong, whose feet hurt so much he could only sit, was also furious.
His brows were furrowed, but he regained his gentlemanly demeanor in every gesture, appearing to be well-mannered.
But once they open their mouths, they become completely ill-mannered.
"Go and find a way to seduce Fu Jinzhi. Whether you bump into him or throw wine on him, make sure he remembers you."
Huh? His dance partner secretly rolled her eyes. What crazy guy? She's here to make money, not to die.
The couple clearly have a good relationship, why would she go up there and make a fool of herself?
She is indeed a professional mistress, but she only dates scumbags who are already promiscuous; they are after her for sex, while she is after her money.
All I ask for is wealth and status; I don't care about a single genuine feeling, and I don't want to get involved in any messy emotional issues, okay?
Seeing that his dance partner didn't respond, Gu Shaohong narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You don't want to?"
Of course I wouldn't want to, you big idiot!
Her dance partner cursed inwardly, but on the surface she looked pitiful, her voice soft as if she couldn't bear it, "Isn't it wrong to ruin someone's marriage? It's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage..."
"Not good?" Gu Shaohong sneered. "It would be better if Fu Jinzhi sent his wife here to harm me?"
He still doesn't believe Wen Yao can't dance, and is convinced it was Fu Jinzhi's despicable tactic.
The dance partner thought to himself, "You're the one who insisted on stealing someone else's wife. Why are you such a good at shifting blame? You'd be better off applying for a chef's job."
But Gu Shaohong was, after all, a major investor, and she couldn't afford to offend him too much. She rolled her eyes and said, "Look at how many people are surrounding President Fu. I can't even bump into them now."
"Since we still have so much time, let's plan this out in the long run."
...
Wen Yao looked at Fu Jinzhi, who was surrounded, with a sense of helplessness. She had only been drinking a glass of wine and answering a phone call when Fu Jinzhi was entangled with her.
As expected of the male lead in the world, he's always so popular.
Fu Jinzhi was clearly distracted. He looked at Wen Yao standing outside the crowd and noticed that the smiles of the people around him had faded a bit.
"Today is Yitu's birthday party, and I don't want to talk about business. Please make yourselves at home."
Given his status, when Fu Jinzhi was in a good mood, many people would come over to say hello, hoping to expand his network.
Once he turns cold, almost no one dares to provoke him.
So Fu Jinzhi's side became empty, and Wen Yao slowly walked over, swaying her glass of sweetened red wine.
Fu Jinzhi was dressed rather casually today, unlike his usual domineering and elite CEO aura. Now, the collar of his black shirt was slightly open, revealing his delicate and defined collarbone.
He glanced at the glass in Wen Yao's hand, his voice somewhat languid, "Mrs. Fu, it's not advisable to drink alcohol during pregnancy."
Wen Yao couldn't help but sigh, Fu Jinzhi is truly a born actor. If he didn't become a domineering CEO and instead went into the entertainment industry, he would definitely win a grand slam of awards.
She has a much brighter future than Fu Yan, who is still a nobody after two years in the industry.
Look how well he acted today. If Wen Yao didn't know that the two of them were just a fake couple, she would have been moved by the real feelings between herself and Fu Jinzhi.
8848, who read Wen Yao's thoughts, felt very sorry for Fu Jinzhi. Look what kind of straight-laced woman you fell for!
Could Wen Yao have been an enlightened monk in his past life? Someone who was completely in a state of emptiness and formlessness.
"Don't worry, I won't drink when there are outsiders around." Wen Yao smiled broadly, handing over the glass of red wine. "Here, have some."
Fu Jinzhi was completely helpless against her. Wen Yao had never been so considerate before. She was probably up to some kind of prank again.
He chuckled helplessly, reached out and took the wine glass. Let the prank be a prank.
How can a man who marries a young wife only enjoy her youth, beauty, and vitality? He must also tolerate her boundless energy and occasional mischief.
Under Wen Yao's expectant gaze, Fu Jinzhi slowly raised his wine glass, his movements as if teasing an impatient kitten.
But Fu Jinzhi never expected that An Rourou would suddenly run over from the side and snatch the wine glass from his hand.
"Senior Fu, this wine has been drugged!" An Rourou's heart pounded with excitement as she discreetly sprinkled powder into the wine glass.
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for those around her to hear. Instantly, all sorts of gazes turned to Wen Yao and her companions, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.
Upon seeing this scene, Zhao Guang's lips twitched slightly: What a familiar scene, as if I've seen it somewhere before.
It seems to have happened at his welcome banquet.
The same protagonist, Wen Yao, the same plot involving drugging, and even the "victims" are all from the Fu family.
The only difference is that the person who exposed Wen Yao has changed to An Rourou.
"Oh dear, Miss An, you're quite the joker." Wen Yao looked at An Rourou with a half-smile. "If you want to drink this glass of wine, you can have it. There's no need to go to such lengths."
An Rou Rou felt a twisted sense of pleasure. How delightful it would be to trample this proud and precious young lady into the mud and make her suffer!
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