Zhuang Xueyu probably hadn't laughed this bitterly before in her life.
Before she came, she had imagined the worst possible outcome was not being able to see the island owner, but the reality now told her that was far from the worst possible outcome.
The worst was that Zhong Ruanxing was wearing comfortable home clothes, looking as if she was leisurely leaning against the second floor railing as if it was her own home. That arrogant butler was respectfully standing beside her. She was not surprised by Zhuang's arrival, nor angry at her presence. She just lazily asked her, "Miss Zhuang, what urgent matter brings you here to see the island owner? Tell me about it."
She just casually stood there, as if stomping on Zhuang's face from above, utterly humiliating her.
Zhuang Xueyu gritted her teeth and hurriedly put on the coat she had deliberately taken off earlier. She didn't feel cold on the way here before, but now she suddenly felt chilled to the bone.
She understood that the reason Zhong Ruanxing dared to be so complacent was because she must have gotten the island owner's consent. She had thought it was just a moment of lust, but didn't expect that she actually held such importance in the island owner's heart?
Could it be true what Bai Yinyue said, that she and the island owner were long-time friends?
But her woman's intuition told Zhuang Xueyu that the relationship between the mysterious island owner and her was certainly not as simple as just friends.
She had taken a wrong step, not only failing to see the island owner, but also made a fool of herself in front of the other party. Zhuang Xueyu reflected on her own impatience and haste, and finally calmed the expression on her face. She gave a faint smile and said, "I'm really sorry for disturbing you. It's just that the hot water in my room is broken and I can't take a shower."
Zhong Ruanxing didn't expose her lie and cooperated, "I see. For little things like this, you can just tell the butler directly and he will take care of it."
Then she told the butler in English, "The hot water in this lady's room is broken. Can you go help her fix it?"
The butler nodded. "Of course." He turned and went downstairs, telling Zhuang Xueyu, "Please come with me."
Zhuang Xueyu gave an apologetic smile. "Thank you for the trouble." She waved at Zhong Ruanxing, "I'll get going then. See you later."
Zhong Ruanxing also smiled. "Bye, no need to show you out."
In the short time they interacted, the wind outside had started to pick up again.
Zhuang Xueyu had come over when the wind had just died down. Now seeing the gale sweeping in again, she quickened her pace. Back inside the small villa, she tidied her windswept long hair. The mirror at the foyer reflected the alluring curves of her figure.
To go see the island owner, Zhuang Xueyu had of course dressed up elaborately. Underneath she wore a low-cut black halter top, exposing large areas of fair white skin and alluring cleavage. After being blown by the cold wind just now, her eyes were a little red, her skin even paler, exuding a pitiable charm.
It would be such a waste to just go back like this.
Zhuang Xueyu followed the butler upstairs, then suddenly halted her steps and gave a faint smile. "Sorry, but could you go to my room first to fix the hot water? I have something else to do."
The butler wasn't curious what she was up to and simply acknowledged before continuing on his way.
Zhuang Xueyu took a deep breath, and looked towards the door of the first room on the second floor.
She remembered this was Cheng Yaowen's room.
Going to see the island owner was a wrong move. She shouldn't have gotten distracted by the magnificence of this manor and changed targets halfway. She should have stuck with her original goal. The Cheng family's wealth might not be inferior to this island owner's. She should get back on track.
She didn't understand what kind of person the island owner was, but she understood Cheng Yaowen all too well.
All the targeted investigation and research she did on him wasn't done in vain.
Cheng the young master had never refused any woman who suited his tastes and obeyed him.
Having just been humiliated by the island owner, she needed to regain some confidence elsewhere. With this thought, Zhuang Xueyu tugged her skirt down to reveal more of her cleavage, then knocked on Cheng Yaowen's door.
After waiting for a while, someone finally came to open the door.
Seeing the alluring woman outside his door, Cheng Yaowen's eyebrows raised up.
Zhuang Xueyu looked at him with bedroom eyes. The scent of her perfume carried a seductive allure. "Master Cheng, the hot water in my room is broken. May I use your room to take a shower?"
Cheng Yaowen looked at the woman primping provocatively at his door, and let out a meaningful chuckle.
His naked gaze looked her up and down, that stare full of disdain, making Zhuang Xueyu feel as if she was some goods he was selecting. Under such a gaze, she couldn't help shrinking back, but in the next moment, Cheng Yaowen suddenly reached out and stroked her hair.
This action caused Zhuang Xueyu to calm down again, a confident smile appearing in her eyes.
With her gazing at him imploringly, Cheng Yaowen slowly moved closer, and smelled the perfume behind her ear. It was clearly a lustful intimate gesture, but the words he uttered made her body stiffen. "Did you really think I would want a woman who was rejected by someone else?"
He was still gently stroking her hair and smelling the perfume at her ear.
Zhuang Xueyu suddenly felt chills all over even though he was so close. But she forced herself to laugh and said, "Master Cheng, I don't really understand what you're saying."
"What a pity." Cheng Yaowen sighed, caressing her cold cheeks. Though he was smiling, his eyes were filled with frightening coldness. "I'm no longer interested in women like you now."
After saying that, he slammed the door shut without giving Zhuang Xueyu time to react.
The sound of the door slamming made Zhuang Xueyu shudder violently. She stared with disbelief, her beautiful eyes wide. After some time, immense humiliation welled up in her eyes.
She clenched her teeth fiercely and cursed under her breath in Cantonese. She pulled her coat tightly around herself and fled back to her room almost as if running for her life, feeling utterly humiliated.
Just as she reached the door, the butler came out from the room and politely told her, "Miss, I've checked and the hot water in your room is not broken. It's working normally."
Black-faced, Zhuang Xueyu ignored him and rushed into the room, slamming the door forcefully.
The butler looked at the tightly shut door and helplessly shrugged before leaving.
Zhong Ruanxing didn't know what had happened over there. After getting rid of Zhuang Xueyu, she returned to the study. Song Jinxing's conference call had finally ended too. He closed his computer, picked up the coffee she brewed and took a sip, smiling as he said, "It's really good."
Zhong Ruanxing said in all seriousness, "Actually it's instant."
Song Jinxing didn't bat an eye. "Is that so? Well it's still better than average instant coffee."
She laughed so hard she couldn't stand upright. After laughing, she asked, "Aren't you going to ask who came looking for you?"
Song Jinxing raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you already take care of it?"
Zhong Ruanxing humphed and pointed at him. "Troublemaker."
Song Jinxing slowly sighed. "Can't be helped. You're taking so long to give me a formal status."
Zhong Ruanxing was instantly rendered speechless.
Ever since the Song CEO had become enlightened, Zhong Ruanxing discovered she was more and more no match for him.
She looked at him doubtfully. "Song Jinxing, have you been secretly taking classes?"
Song Jinxing thought back to that top secret documentation he had spent days preparing and wrote over ten pages of strategy for. He just smiled mysteriously at her without confirming or denying it.
"What do you want for dinner tonight?"
