Chapter 142 Sour Grapes

Liu Fabao followed closely behind Bai Junqi, his steps hurried.

"Commander Bai, what's wrong?"

Bai Junqi was walking with burning passion when he heard this address, and he slapped him across the face.

"Damn it, did I ever say that you can't use job titles outside of work?"

Liu Fabao's head lolled to the side after being hit, and half of his face burned with pain.

He smacked his lips against his cheek.

Damn it, Bai Shao got beaten up.

Even the White Section Chief gets beaten up, why don't you just fly up to the sky?

Bai Junqi had no time to pay attention to him and quickened his pace toward the side hall: "What are you all standing there for? Call someone over."

Suppressing his anger, Liu Fabao waved his hand, and two henchmen immediately followed: "Young Master Bai, what exactly happened?"

Bai Junqi said irritably, "Didn't you see that Madam Huixiang and Wang Xuesen are both gone?"

Liu Fabao glanced around the hall and, sure enough, neither of them were there.

He curled his lip indifferently: "They're gone, so what? What does that have to do with us?"

"Isn't this perfect? ​​One less eyesore."

Bai Junqi's eyes widened, wishing he could slap him on the head again: "Are you a pig?"

"I want Wang Xuesen to get out of here."

"But Madam Huixiang went in to change her clothes, and they both disappeared at the same time."

"I suspect that scoundrel has already cornered Madam Huixiang."

"He, he..."

The thought of Madam Huixiang, with her top-tier connections and resources, being forced beneath Wang Xuesen, struggling and crying...

Bai Junqi felt a tightness in his chest.

He glanced at his watch.

Twenty minutes have passed.

Does it really take Madam Huixiang so long to change her clothes?

If Wang Xuesen really went in and stole it... that guy is over 1.8 meters tall, he might have already made his move.

Bai Junqi's temples throbbed.

Liu Fabao followed behind, glancing at Bai Junqi's bewildered appearance, a hint of disdain flashing across his lips.

However, if Xuesen were really that bold and managed to win over Madam Huixiang, he would certainly be a talented individual.

That Japanese woman was notoriously arrogant; many people wouldn't even dare to dream of her.

As a warning, Liu Fabao deliberately stomped his shoes very hard.

……

VIP room.

Beside the wall.

Wang Xuesen buried his face in Madam Huixiang's fragrant shoulder, the two of them deeply entwined, panting heavily.

"I never expected you to be so wonderful, Madam."

Madam Huixiang turned her head to the side, her eyes reddening: "How annoying."

"Yeah?"

Wang Xuesen stopped and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he gave a cold laugh: "And now?"

Her body was much more honest than her mind, and she quickly pouted and pleaded, "Yes, yes."

Wang Xuesen slapped her shapely buttocks and laughed smugly:

"Damn, that's more like it."

"You Japanese devils just love to pretend."

"cheap !

It's clear that this woman has been living like a widow for several years.

If you keep a lover outside, your physical body will be ruined long ago, just like a white rose.

She is not as good as Wanjia.

She is roughly on par with Li Lu.

Lady Huixiang, so proud, rolled her eyes in anger at being humiliated like this: "You, how dare you! How dare you insult the people of our Great Japanese Empire!"

Wang Xuesen's smile vanished instantly, and he kicked her away.

"Go to hell with the Great Japanese Empire, get out of here!"

Listen to me carefully.

"There's only one Wang Xuesen in all of Shanghai and the world, but there are many women who are younger, prettier, and have better figures than you."

"You really think I care about you?"

"You... I have connections and resources." Madam Huixiang staggered, got up, and tried to overpower and control Wang Xuesen, taking the initiative in the relationship.

Wang Xuesen was a seasoned womanizer; in his previous life, he had never been cheated on by gold diggers, scheming women, or women from the five outer counties.

A mere widow dares to challenge us?

He stepped forward and kicked Madam Huixiang on the head: "So what if you have connections and resources? I can still live a life of luxury without you."

"Don't forget, every night you use my gifts, call my name, and think of me—that's you!"

"All you have to do is stay on my menu."

"Thinking about how to make me happy, so I'll have more chances to pity you."

"But in your letter, you expressed so much longing for me," said Madam Huixiang, brushing her disheveled hair aside.

"Yes."

"I admit you're very attractive, but your attitude makes me very uncomfortable."

"You don't seem to respect me enough."

"Sorry, I don't see any sincerity in you."

Wang Xuesen reached out and grabbed the pants from the side of the bed, preparing to leave.

Lady Huixiang was stunned.

She originally wanted to control Wang Xuesen and keep him by her side like a slave or pet for her amusement.

I never expected this guy to be so assertive and domineering.

She felt a pang of panic when she saw Wang Xuesen's cold face.

Her intuition told her that if she didn't lower her status and treat this guy like a king, Wang Xuesen would really leave.

Just thinking about the happiness of the last moment.

And the loneliness of the long nights every day.

The key point is that there really is only one such person in the world.

Madam Huixiang gritted her teeth secretly.

Restraint, dignity, pretense, and ambition all crumbled in an instant.

She crawled over on her knees, just as she had served her husband in the past, and put her hands on his waist.

"Wang Sang, I...I was wrong."

She pressed her face against his, her voice trembling, "Please punish me."

"That's more like it. Remember not to talk to me like that again, I really don't like it."

I like to be honest and open.

Wang Xuesen seized the initiative, and knowing when to stop, he swept the other person up in his arms.

"That's more like it."

Suddenly, a cacophony of footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Madam Huixiang froze, then wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "Wang Sang, someone's here..."

Wang Xuesen remained motionless, and even put in more effort.

"What's wrong with the newcomer?"

"You're single, you have the right to date any man."

"Just call it, that's all."

Madam Huixiang covered her mouth, her voice trembling as she said, "But if they find out, my reputation..."

"The title is worthless."

"If you don't go crazy now, you'll be an old woman."

Wang Xuesen stared into her eyes: "Living in the present is the most important thing, isn't it?"

Madam Huixiang pursed her lips, and her eyes immediately lit up.

If you don't go crazy now, you'll be too old.

That makes a lot of sense.

I'm almost forty, and I've already wasted three years of my life as a widow. How many three-year periods does one have in a lifetime?

Is this guy a philosopher?

Her mind raced, shifting to more selfish and realistic thoughts.

With that cold, unyielding archway in place, there would be no reason for her to meet him in secret again.

Moreover, she knew in her heart that Wang Xuesen was only approaching her for money and resources.

But so what?

Unless you're only after this one time.

Otherwise, if you help him or assist him in the future, the relationship will only be superficial.

Instead of hiding it, it's better to just let it all out.

What's worse, this guy deliberately did something bad.

If she bites her lip and doesn't make a sound, she'll definitely suffer internal injuries from holding it in.

Thinking of this, Madam Huixiang gave Wang Xuesen a resentful look: "You bastard, you've really ruined me."

After she finished speaking, she opened her beautiful voice.

Outside.

Bai Junqi had just raised his hand to knock on the door when his hand froze in mid-air.

A woman's voice came from the VIP room.

Gentle charm, repressed, subtle.

And it's in Japanese, too.

Bai Junqi felt as if his skull had been smashed open with a hammer, and his brains were about to splatter out.

brute.

That scoundrel Wang Xuesen is truly omnipresent.

In that short gap, he actually managed to take down Madam Huixiang.

The sounds inside grew increasingly unrestrained.

Madam Huixiang's blissful voice clearly reached Bai Junqi's ears.

That was a sound he never dared to dream of.

The Japanese noblewoman, who felt inferior even to look at him more than a few times, was being possessed by the man she hated most.

Damn it!

This is even more painful than having your own mother stolen.

It's more painful than having your wife taken by someone else.

Bai Junqi's face was contorted with rage, his hands frantically grabbing at his hair, looking as pained as a dog whose tail had been stepped on.

"what……"

He let out a low growl.

Liu Fabao, standing to the side, almost couldn't help but laugh.

Xuesen is really awesome.

Although I was also extremely envious, seeing Bai Junqi looking like he'd lost his father made me feel better.

cool.

Comfortable.

Bai Junqi took a deep breath and banged on the door twice.

"Madam Huixiang, are you there?"

There was a brief silence inside.

Madam Huixiang's voice came through: "Is...is there something you need?"

Bai Junqi's eyes darted around quickly as he said, "Madam, Chairman Miyagawa is looking for you. He asked me to come and call you."

"I...I understand."

Madam Huixiang's voice trembled slightly: "Wait a moment."

Wang Xuesen had a good eye for things.

We'll take her down in one fell swoop.

Lady Huixiang felt refreshed and hurriedly dressed.

Wang Xuesen pinched her buttock: "How was it?"

Madam Huixiang turned around and bowed deeply to him: "Wang Sang, I have lived most of my life, and today I finally understand what life is all about."

"Thanks."

Wang Xuesen tugged at her hair in annoyance: "You've finally figured things out, haven't you? What about me?"

Madam Huixiang glanced at the still energetic Wang Xuesen, her face full of apology:

"Wang Sang, I'm sorry... I haven't gone on a date in a long time. I was too rushed today and didn't perform well."

She lowered her head, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.

"Next time, I'll definitely make it up to you."

As she spoke, she quickly put her hair up.

She quickly touched up her lipstick and foundation, then straightened the collar of her kimono, making sure there were no flaws: "Excuse me, I have to go."

Madam Huixiang bowed apologetically again, afraid of offending this living ancestor.

"That's more like it."

Wang Xuesen kissed her forehead before letting her go.

Madam Huixiang was very reluctant to leave and wanted to take a few more glances.

Wang Xuesen had already pulled up his trousers, casually draped his suit jacket over his shoulder, swaggered to the door, and opened it.

Bai Junqi stood at the door, his face ashen.

Wang Xuesen blew on a strand of hair that had fallen across his forehead and looked at Bai Junqi with a smile:

"Young Master Bai, you really are a dog."

"Didn't you say you were in charge tonight? Why are you acting as a doorman?"

Bai Junqi's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Madam Huixiang followed Wang Xuesen out, her flushed face saying it all.

They had just enjoyed a brief but wonderful time.

Son of a bitch!

Bai Junqi's gaze was fixed on her face as he asked anxiously, "Madam, are you alright?"

He was still clinging to that last straw.

Madam Huixiang was bullied by Wang Xuesen.

She was forced into it.

They weren't dating.

This was a shameless crime, an act of bullying.

As long as she speaks, Bai Junqi can immediately call in the military police to punish that bastard Wang Xuesen.

"Thank you, I'm fine." Huixiang raised her hand to tidy up the stray hairs at her temples, her expression returning to its usual cool and reserved demeanor.

"Madam, if you are bullied by anyone, please let me know."

"Of course, you can blink too."

"Don't worry, I will make him pay a heavy price."

Bai Junqi, unwilling to give up, spat out a cold voice through gritted teeth.

After he finished speaking, he stared at Madam Huixiang with eager anticipation.

Madam Huixiang narrowed her phoenix eyes, a hint of displeasure in her expression: "You're overthinking it. Wang Sang and I are friends, and we get along very well."

"Mr. Wang, please!"

"Thank you." Wang Xuesen didn't even glance at Bai Junqi, and politely extended his right hand.

Madam Huixiang gently placed her hand on his, and the handsome man and beautiful woman walked side by side.

"Husband..." Bai Junqi angrily flung his hand away, still wanting to speak.

Liu Fabao said sarcastically, "Young Master Bai, give up. They've already got involved, can't you see?"

Bai Junqi stomped his foot and yelled at him, "I'm not deaf or blind, I don't need you to remind me."

After saying that, he angrily chased after them.

Liu Fabao curled his lip in disdain: "Nothing at all!"

In front of him, Wang Xuesen secretly took a heart-shaped stone from his pocket and placed it in Madam Huixiang's hand: "This is for you. I made it myself."

"Thank you." Madam Huixiang didn't look closely and put it in her bag.

As they approached the entrance, considering the potential impact, the two separated, one on the left and one on the right.

"You're so smug, aren't you?"

Bai Junqi quickly caught up with Wang Xuesen, his eyes red as he coldly said.

Wang Xuesen took the suit jacket off his shoulder, put it on slowly and carefully, and buttoned it up one button at a time: "It's alright, Madam is still very nice."

"Heh, there are plenty of these cheap old women in Shanghai, who cares?"

"You, that's what they call being young and not knowing the value of young girls, mistaking an old woman for a treasure."

Bai Junqi couldn't stand the grapes and said they were sour.

He raised his hand, continuing his provocation:

"But there is only one Miyako."

"She is so pure and innocent."

"She's also Section Chief Fujita's only daughter. Winning her over would truly be a combination of power and money."

"Let's go, it's time for my carefully prepared confession to begin."

"Without you as a guest, I would find it all rather dull."

"You're quite the character..." Wang Xuesen put one hand in his pocket, shrugged, and smiled: "Thank you for the special invitation to witness your love."

"Unfortunately, tonight's scenery is destined not to be yours."

"You're just being stubborn."

Let's go!

You'll see.

Bai Junqi knew he couldn't win with words, so he snorted and strode into the hall.

He walked domineeringly to the center and grabbed the round microphone from the pillar:

"Everyone, tonight is Ms. Miyako's birthday."

"I have so much to say to Ms. Miyako here..."