With that, she immediately snapped a photo to keep as evidence.
Ever since tasting Cen Zhen’s cooking last time, she had begun investigating the rumors surrounding her.
First, she looked into whether Cen Zhen had been involved in any inappropriate relationships.
The on-site investigation results showed that it was all baseless.
Cen Zhen rented a place there and had never brought any shady people home. It was always the unattractive male landlord who harassed her, and the rumors about her promiscuity were also spread by that landlord.
Wen Zhiyun had always despised people who spread salacious rumors.
Once she learned the truth, she immediately hired someone to beat up that landlord.
On this matter, she had misunderstood Cen Zhen. Over the past two days, she had been hesitating whether to apologize in person.
But now, she saw Cen Zhen together with Fu Ye. It was worth noting that for over a decade, Fu Ye had constantly opposed her brother and schemed against him—hardly a decent person.
Meeting with Fu Ye on a weekend, it was clear that the two had an unusual private relationship.
Thinking that Cen Zhen might have been sent by Fu Ye to spy on her brother, Wen Zhiyun was so furious she almost vomited blood.
These two really had no bottom line!
Blinded by anger, she reached to open the car door, intending to catch them red-handed.
But the moment the door opened, her impulse was reined in by reason.
No, she still didn’t know what they were up to.
She couldn’t act so recklessly.
Watching the two at the entrance, Wen Zhiyun completely lost interest in picking up the drunk Qiao Jialv. Not wanting to step into Fu Ye’s territory and feel disgusted, she immediately called Jiang Feng.
“Go to Yunding Club and pick up Qiao Jialv.”
Without waiting for Jiang Feng’s response, she hung up.
As her car turned and sped away, Cen Zhen had just exchanged contact information with Fu Ye.
“Mr. Fu, thank you so much today. I’ll dry-clean the clothes and return them to you as soon as possible.”
“Alright, no need to be so polite.”
After Fu Ye turned and went back into the club, Cen Zhen finally made her way to her electric scooter.
After what had just happened, she dared not linger. As soon as she inserted the key into the lock, she couldn’t wait to hurry home and take a shower.
But as things often go, the more you want to leave quickly, the more uncontrollable factors arise to stop you.
Just as she twisted the handle to leave, a roaring sound reached her ears. Before she could turn to look, an excited, resonant female voice called out—
“Cen Zhen! Is that you, Cen Zhen?”
The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but Cen Zhen couldn’t immediately place it.
When she turned and saw the woman’s prosperous face, it all came back to her. “Sister Yang.”
The woman with the full face immediately nodded.
“Yes, it’s me, it’s me!”
“Do you have time? Let me treat you to a late-night snack.”
It was already quite late, so Cen Zhen politely declined. “Sister, I’m in a hurry to get home. How about we make plans another time?”
Seeing her riding an electric scooter with a delivery logo, Yang Wenzhen misunderstood her meaning.
“Are you busy with a delivery order?”
“No worries, sister has money. I have an urgent order here. Why don’t you help me with it first?”
Cen Zhen, of course, understood what she meant by “order.”
If it were before, she might have agreed.
But now that she was married, taking on that kind of “order” would cross her personal boundaries.
“Sister, I’m married now. It’s not appropriate.”
“What’s inappropriate about that?”
Yang Wenzhen swept a hand through her voluminous curls, then stepped out of the driver’s seat and warmly grabbed Cen Zhen’s arm.
“Cen Zhen, my happiness for the rest of my life depends on you. Don’t worry, this time you don’t even need to show up for the scumbag-testing. You just have to chat with him online.”
Seeing Cen Zhen still looking reluctant, Yang Wenzhen glanced at her delivery box.
Knowing she needed money, Yang Wenzhen’s red lips curved upward as she unleashed her trump card. “I’ll give you fifty thousand yuan for each chat you have with him. How about that?”
Hearing the amount, Cen Zhen’s expression softened slightly.
“…Just chatting?”
“Of course! With you on the case, even just chatting online, you can figure out what kind of person he is. I have full confidence in your scumbag-testing skills.”
Since Cen Zhen had quit this line of work, she had deleted all her previous social media accounts. Yang Wenzhen had finally run into her and wasn’t about to let her slip away.
Knowing Cen Zhen would bend for money, Yang Wenzhen half-pulled, half-dragged her to a nearby restaurant.
Always generous, Yang Wenzhen ordered every specialty on the menu as soon as the waiter brought it over.
It was only after they sat down that she noticed Cen Zhen’s disheveled appearance.
The slap mark on her face was glaringly obvious. Yang Wenzhen asked with concern, “What happened to your face? Who bullied you?”
Cen Zhen took a sip of warm water and shook her head.
“It’s nothing. Just ran into a sick dog by accident.”
Sensing she didn’t want to elaborate, Yang Wenzhen said gallantly, “Alright, but if you need my help with anything, you must tell me.”
“Okay.”
Then, before the food even arrived, Yang Wenzhen got straight to the point, explaining what she wanted Cen Zhen to do.
She had been dating her boyfriend for five months.
Lately, he had been asking her to make their relationship official. Immersed in his gentleness and attentiveness, she had started considering marrying him.
But her family and friends all disapproved, believing he was only after her resources and a share of her wealth.
“So, sis, you want to know if his feelings for you are genuine?”
“He definitely loves me for real!”
Yang Wenzhen was absolutely certain. “You know how it is—I’ve never dated anyone for more than three months. But with Ah Jie, it’s been five months, and I’ve never gotten tired of him. I feel like he and I are destined by fate…”
During their four years in university, Cen Zhen had dealt with Yang Wenzhen dozens of times.
Each time, Yang Wenzhen paid her to “seduce” her boyfriend. If her boyfriend took the bait and cheated, she would mercilessly dump him.
After working as a relationship-vetter for several years, Cen Zhen had gained some insight into men’s nature.
In this world, there was no cat that wouldn’t sneak a taste of fish.
During those years of helping Yang Wenzhen test men, Cen Zhen knew exactly how many times her heart had been broken.
This man was someone Yang Wenzhen was about to marry. Cen Zhen feared that if the result turned out bad, it might plunge Yang Wenzhen into a state of denial.
She parted her lips, about to advise her.
But the woman lifted her chin with great confidence.
“Don’t worry. I’ve had someone test him before, and he remained unmoved by outside temptations. This time, go ahead and test him. If you find out he has any ulterior motives, I’ll transfer one million yuan to your bank account right away!”
Fifty thousand yuan was already quite tempting to Cen Zhen.
Now, with Yang Wenzhen offering a million-dollar sum, Cen Zhen’s earlier hesitation vanished completely.
Alright, then let her properly meet that man!