19 – Competing with the Manly Bitch for the Fish Pond
Basketball court.
“A Yi, how long has it been since you last exercised? Your speed isn’t up to par.” Zhou Hui intercepted the ball from Ying Yi’s hands and passed it to Han Haoyu. “Han Haoyu! Catch!”
Han Haoyu caught the ball, dribbled quickly, and scored a beautiful shot.
“Nice shot!” Zhou Hui said to the group of men she had gathered for the game, “Xiao Hui has never lost when it comes to teamwork. Have you been secretly practicing without us again?”
Zhou Hui laughed, “Not at all. It’s just that since Ying Yi got married, he’s forgotten all about us brothers. It’s been a long time since he played with us.”
Yu Ai very timely shouted, “Husband! Go for it!”
Ying Yi turned around and saw Yu Ai smiling and waving at him, instantly feeling energized.
Han Haoyu found that smile particularly grating and played even more aggressively, filling the air with tension. Ying Yi simply thought he was just full of energy.
Zhou Hui noticed that the men she had brought along kept glancing back at Yu Ai, who was sitting on the grass.
She felt extremely uncomfortable. After what happened with Ying Yi, she refused to believe that Yu Ai was some innocent girl.
Wearing a strapless long dress, her skin glowing translucent under the sunlight—aside from her and Yu Ai, who else among the women present wouldn’t see through such intentions?
Yu Ai noticed Zhou Hui looking at her and smiled back.
Zhou Hui immediately averted her gaze.
Watching them fight for the ball on the court, their hands and bodies occasionally brushing against each other—oh my, Zhou Hui kept her eyes on Ying Yi while playing, bumping arms with him from time to time.
On the surface, Yu Ai appeared calm and serene, but inwardly, she clicked her tongue in disdain.
High-level bitches could be divided into several types, and among them, the masculine-acting bitch was the most disgusting.
Using the guise of “brotherhood” to engage in intimate physical contact, expressing concern under the pretense of friendship—if the official girlfriend got jealous, she was labeled as petty.
Zhou Hui, despite her plain appearance, managed to maintain her fish pond quite well. She was a representative example of the masculine-acting bitch. Unfortunately for her, she had the bad luck of running into Yu Ai.
What high-level bitch wouldn’t have to bow down before an all-round bitch like Yu Ai?
001: “Master, the map shows Mo Yihan is nearby.”
“Buzz, buzz, buzz.” Her phone vibrated a few times.
Yu Ai unlocked her phone to see a text from an unknown number.
‘Come to the teaching building rooftop.’
“Buzz, buzz, buzz.” Another text followed.
‘Ten minutes.’
Hah, typical Mo Yihan style.
Yu Ai remained seated on the grass, unmoved.
Not long after, another message arrived.
‘You look great in the photos.’
A threat? Yu Ai sneered inwardly, quickly standing up and heading toward the teaching building rooftop. Could anyone actually mistake threats for flirtation?
Mo Yihan stood with his hands in his pockets, watching the woman on the grass below start moving in his direction.
As soon as Yu Ai reached the rooftop, a pair of hands suddenly covered her mouth. Startled, she struggled fiercely, scratching and clawing at the arm restraining her.
“Stop moving!”
Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, she gradually calmed down.
Mo Yihan released her, trapping her beneath him. He saw her eyes red from fright, filled with vigilance, her body trembling uncontrollably.
“Not very brave, but plenty of strength, huh? Look at what you did to my arm!”
Yu Ai noticed the red marks left by her nails on his arm and whispered, “S-sorry…”
Mo Yihan found her timid, submissive demeanor even more tempting to bully. He threatened her, tormented her, and yet she was apologizing to him?”Why aren’t you coming to the company?” Chen Ming informed him that HR couldn’t reach Yu Ai no matter what.
“Ah?” Yu Ai said vaguely, “Do I still need to go after resigning?”
Mo Yihan: “Did I approve it?”
“What?” Yu Ai froze, “Since when does the company’s procedure require the president’s personal approval?”
The golden glow of the sunset fell on Yu Ai’s face. How did she become even more beautiful after not seeing her for a while?
“Ahem.” Mo Yihan cleared his throat lightly and stepped back a few paces. “Go to work tomorrow!”
“I won’t go again!” Yu Ai shook her head. “I’ll be honest with you, my relationship with my husband has been very good lately. I, I…”
Yu Ai straightened her back, psyching herself up as she said, “I might as well make it clear to you today. From now on… from now on…”
She noticed the man’s gaze growing colder and colder, stumbling backward as she retreated.
“From now on what?” Mo Yihan stepped forward, and the woman retreated another step.
He doubted what this woman, who was so frightened, could possibly say.
Yu Ai closed her eyes, as if mustering all her courage, and shouted, “Let’s not see each other anymore! Delete those photos!”
After a few seconds of silence, seeing that the other party made no sound, Yu Ai slowly opened her eyes.
She saw Mo Yihan laughing heartily: “Hahahaha…”
“You… you…” Yu Ai bent over and slipped through the man’s arm, breaking free from his restraint.
“I… I’m leaving first.”
Thinking she had made herself clear, Yu Ai tried to run outside when she heard the man reciting a string of numbers behind her.
She turned her head in disbelief. “Are you crazy?”
He actually memorized Ying Yi’s phone number? Overbearing president, I know you want to play forced love, but do you have to go this far?
Mo Yihan was very satisfied with the woman’s expression, raising an eyebrow as he said, “I also remember your parents’ numbers clearly. Should I recite them for you?”
“Madman!” Yu Ai said angrily. “Why are you treating me like this?”
Mo Yihan spread his hands. “I’m more looking forward to how your family and your husband would react upon seeing your private photos. Do you think he’d still stay with you if he found out?”
Yu Ai shook her head sadly. “What exactly do you want?”
Mo Yihan curled his lips. The fish had taken the bait.
He took out an electronic agreement on his phone. “Stay with me for three months. When I get tired of you, I’ll delete the photos.”
Yu Ai’s hand trembled as she signed. Wow, this is too exciting—the fish is biting the hook effortlessly without any effort.
While she was working on capturing Ying Yi, Mo Yihan had already prepared everything so thoroughly. She absolutely loved it; she adored such obedient and proactive fish.
After signing, Yu Ai pretended to snatch Mo Yihan’s phone and threw it straight down the building.
After flinging the phone away, a relieved smile appeared on her face. She wouldn’t be threatened anymore.
The man chuckled softly, placing his hands lightly on Yu Ai’s shoulders from behind. “Do you enjoy throwing phones that much? I’ll give you a bunch tomorrow—throw them every day, as much as you want. I’ll cover it all.”
Yu Ai turned her head and stared at him blankly.
“Our Ai Ai is really naive. All my data has cloud backups. You can throw as many as you want. Be good, we’re not short on money.”
Mo Yihan wiped away the tears falling from Yu Ai’s sobs. “Little darling, why are you crying?”
He extended his tongue to lick away the tears on the woman’s cheeks.
Enjoying the trembling of the woman in his arms.
“Ding, Mo Yihan’s Affection Points +10.”
Heavens, what a pervert who treats threats as foreplay!
…Zhou Hui noticed the commotion as Yu Ai left the lawn and found an excuse to follow her, just in time to witness the scene. She immediately took a photo with her phone.
After capturing the photo, she hurried to the restroom to calm her racing heart. It was clear now—Yu Ai was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.
She planned to send the evidence of Yu Ai’s affair to Ying Yi and Han Haoyu, determined to expose Yu Ai’s true colors to everyone.
Opening the photos she had just taken, she searched for clear shots, only to realize that the man involved with Yu Ai looked strangely familiar.
Zhou Hui zoomed in on the man’s face.
Was that Mo Yihan? The CEO of Yu Ai’s company? Him?
Her earlier triumph at catching Yu Ai red-handed instantly soured. Zhou Hui felt a pang of resentment and intense bitterness.