An hour later, Fu Yiming hurriedly said goodbye to the Jiang Family and rushed to meet Liu Er.
"You're saying you didn't manage to snatch the backpack, but instead, she snatched your bike? Are you joking? Or do you think I'm a fool to be toyed with?"
Fu Yiming originally thought that getting the Skin Relaxing Pills today was a sure thing.
He had even found several experts, ready to analyze the ingredients of the Skin Relaxing Pills overnight.
But before he could even finish his meal, Liu Er called, saying that his car was stolen by Jiang Moxi!
Moreover, according to Liu Er, Jiang Moxi is exceptionally skilled.
How is that possible?
A countryside wild girl, how could she possibly have any skills?
And even managed to throw a big man like him to the ground and then steal his motorcycle?
Fu Yiming didn't believe these nonsensical stories!
"Young Master Fu, I'm not lying to you. That woman is truly formidable; she even snatched my favorite helmet."
Liu Er has been working with Fu Yiming and his father for many years and this was the first time he encountered such a tough opponent.
Unfortunately, that particular stretch of road had no surveillance cameras.
So no matter what he said, Young Master Fu felt that he was being toyed with!
Liu Er felt bitter inside, but didn't know how to explain.
"I've succumbed to your nonsense. You can't even handle that sort of woman, you're just incompetent…"
Fu Yiming hysterically berated Liu Er from head to toe, then left.
Watching Fu Yiming's departing figure, Liu Er was also indignant.
"My beloved motorcycle and helmet were stolen by her, and I'm furious! And you still don't believe me?"
Something crossed Liu Er's mind, and he angrily said: "Just wait and see! I will definitely find evidence to prove myself!"
*
Jiang Moxi continued her part-time job at Night Color, riding the stolen motorcycle ostentatiously.
Tonight, Fu Youhan did appear on the ninth floor.
Dressed in a grey-blue suit, his profile was stern, yet he still possessed a soul-capturing handsomeness and elegance.
However, the man merely gave her a cold glance after she opened the private room door, then continued smoking and chatting with Ye Chen.
Jiang Moxi also just took one look at Fu Youhan, then went in carrying the drinks.
Indeed, she seemed not at all surprised or uncomfortable with Fu Youhan's indifference.
Because in her eyes, apart from a few relatively close encounters, they were no different from strangers the rest of the time.
The only thing in the private room that made her eye twitch was that the woman in Ye Chen's arms wasn't Yu Dingding.
Regardless, Ye Chen was still very close with her.
Even though he was busy discussing matters with Fu Youhan, their bustling conversation never ceased.
The woman also had a notable appearance, a deep V-cut champagne-colored dress showcased her tall and shapely figure.
Only, she was a bit more proactive than Yu Dingding.
Yu Dingding and Ye Chen appeared intimate, but actually never crossed the line.
But this woman, always actively clinging to Ye Chen, also kept asking very flirtatious questions.
"Young Master Ye, why do boys like to stick their tongues in when kissing?"
This slightly suggestive topic made Jiang Moxi take another look at them.
She saw Ye Chen poking the woman's nose tip with his fingertip, his eyes holding a well-measured degree of doting:
"If it were the toes, you'd probably find it disgusting."
"Annoying! Young Master Ye, you're so bad!" The woman, teased, hit Ye Chen.
But it was clear, that force was more like tickling, more like coquetry.
Jiang Moxi felt a chill and was about to look away.
She then saw Ye Chen looking directly at her with precise accuracy, then he hooked a corner of his lip into a smile: "This is An Yang, also our Night Color Courtesan."
Jiang Moxi was momentarily stunned, realizing that Ye Chen was introducing her.
"Hello." Coming back to her senses, Jiang Moxi nodded slightly towards the woman.
Putting other things aside, she still had to show respect to Ye Chen.
"Hello, Moxi. I've heard about you."
An Yang also smiled at Jiang Moxi, her gaze momentarily passing over Third Master Fu.
It was as if she was hinting to Jiang Moxi that she knew about the rumors from the outside world claiming her as Third Master Fu's niece.
But to climb to the rank of Night Color Courtesan, one must possess high emotional intelligence.
So even if she was curious about why Jiang Moxi, this niece, didn't greet Third Master Fu upon entering the private room, she wouldn't ask in front of Third Master Fu.
After they greeted each other, Jiang Moxi continued serving drinks.
It wasn't until she was about to leave with the tray that Ye Chen spoke up:
"If you're looking for Yu Dingding, you can go to the eighth floor."
Jiang Moxi looked up to see Ye Chen smiling at her, distant yet polite, but also sincere.
She seemed to suddenly understand why this man was so popular among women.
Because he seemed to be able to see through what women really wanted in a glance.
At that moment, a harsh male voice came from behind her: "Open a bottle of Romanee-Conti and bring it here."
Jiang Moxi's wandering mind was pulled back, and she looked over at Fu Youhan.
Seeing him smoking, with smoke billowing around him, shrouding him and making his expression enigmatic and elusive.
Since she couldn't see through him, Jiang Moxi retracted her gaze: "Alright, I will bring it right away."
Then she quickly went to get the wine from the cabinet, delivered it to the man, and then left the private room.
As soon as she left, Fu Youhan downed the wine she had just poured for him in one gulp.
Perhaps because the red wine hadn't fully breathed yet, apart from the initial intense stimulation of the mouth, what followed was only sourness and astringency.
Just like their night back then, which began beautifully but ended leaving them unwilling to mention it again...
Lost in the empty wine glass, Fu Youhan was brought back by Ye Chen's voice.
"What's up? Did you guys have a falling out?"
In the last few days, although the relationship between Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan hadn't seemed that great, there had been some interaction.
Moreover, afterwards, Jiang Moxi had even taken the initiative to look for Fu Youhan after work.
Ye Chen thought for a moment he would see Fu Youhan show interest in a woman other than Fu Wangning, which would have been as rare as a flowering iron tree.
But who expected the next day Fu Youhan wouldn't even come to see Jiang Moxi.
Even today, though he appeared here, he didn't so much as glance directly at Jiang Moxi.
With Ye Chen's years of experience navigating among women, he was sure these two had a conflict.
"Tell me why, brother. I'll help as much as I can," offered Ye Chen, genuinely interested.
Fu Youhan took a deep drag of his cigarette, slowly exhaled, then said, "Help in big things you can't, and in small things you don't want to?"
Ye Chen clicked his tongue twice and laughed, "I and my brothers share one heart, are you trying to outsmart me?"
An Yang, being accustomed to the ways of such places, did not show any reaction despite witnessing the spar between two grandmasters.
"Really don't need my help?" Ye Chen asked again, still not giving up.
"Before helping others, why not solve your own problems first?"
Both having been brothers for many years, even without explicit clarification, Ye Chen knew Fu Youhan was referring to his and Yu Dingding's issues.
Ye Chen glanced at the charming An Yang in his arms and laughed, "Why bother solving when it's all not heartfelt?"
Fu Youhan poured himself another glass of wine, clinked glasses with Ye Chen across the distance, "Same principle."
Then, the two men both downed their drinks in one gulp...