The man was currently sitting naked in the room behind her.
However, having seen much in the business world, she maintained a calm demeanor, not giving anything away.
She looked at Zhao Gaoyou, snorted coldly, and mocked, "Aren't you always complaining that I'm an old woman, a hag? You say no one likes me anymore, so who could I possibly be seeing?"
Before Zhao Gaoyou could respond, Qin Rong swiftly changed the subject, launching her counterattack: "But you. Last night you were out fooling around with that young woman from the countryside until late. Can you even get up this morning? You better take it easy, at your age, or you'll end up dead on a woman's belly one day!"
Zhao Gaoyou's face flushed red with anger as she hit a sore spot.
He glared at Qin Rong furiously.
He didn't want to argue with her.
He simply unzipped his briefcase and pulled out a divorce agreement he had prepared in advance.
He walked up to Qin Rong, handed her the agreement, and said sternly, "Enough with the nonsense. Sign this divorce agreement. As soon as you sign, I'll transfer 50 million into your account."
Qin Rong didn't even glance at the agreement.
She crossed her arms, speaking disdainfully, "50 million? Are you trying to pay off a beggar? After all these years of marriage, you want to send me away with just 50 million? I'm telling you, no way. Without a compensation of 100 million, I absolutely won't sign the divorce papers."
Zhao Gaoyou could actually afford to give 100 million in cash.
But the thought of handing over 100 million to Qin Rong felt like cutting his own flesh, and he couldn't accept it.
Seeing Qin Rong's firm stance, Zhao Gaoyou snatched the divorce agreement back and stuffed it into his briefcase.
He looked at Qin Rong coldly and left a final word: "50 million is my bottom line. Not a penny more. If you change your mind and agree to these terms, call me anytime."
With that, Zhao Gaoyou turned around, walked heavily down the stairs, and left through the villa's front door without looking back.
Hearing the door close, Qin Rong stood in the hallway, feeling very conflicted.
In truth, she wanted to agree to the divorce with Zhao Gaoyou.
Their marriage was long dead, just a piece of paper, and they found each other repulsive.
However, Qin Rong felt she had wasted the best years of her life on Zhao Gaoyou.
Now, Zhao Gaoyou wanted to kick her out for his mistress, offering only 50 million, which she found unacceptable.
Before today, Qin Rong's bottom line was always 200 million; anything less, and she wouldn't leave, preferring to drag it out.
But today, she lowered the amount to 100 million. Get faster updates on g.com.
The main reason for the discount was Xu Xiaofan.
After just two days of interaction, Qin Rong felt that if she could get 100 million from Zhao Gaoyou and live with Xu Xiaofan, it would be a very good choice.
Xu Xiaofan was young, strong, and brought her joy.
As for 200 million, she knew well that Zhao Gaoyou was a miser; he would rather throw the money away than give her 200 million.
But leaving with just 50 million felt like letting that fat man off too easily, and she couldn't swallow that.
Meanwhile, in Qin Rong's master bedroom.
Xu Xiaofan, who had been sitting tensely at the bedside eavesdropping, finally heard the heavy sound of the front door closing downstairs.
Confirming that Zhao Gaoyou had left the house, his nerves, which had been taut all night, finally relaxed, and he let out a sigh of relief.
Qin Rong reopened the master bedroom door and came in.
She looked at Xu Xiaofan sitting on the bed, exhaled, and said, "It's okay now, Zhao Gaoyou has gone to work."
By this time, Xu Xiaofan had quickly put on his clothes and pants.
He was sweating profusely, his shirt soaked with cold sweat.
Hearing Qin Rong's words, he immediately stood up from the bed, quickly heading for the door, saying repeatedly, "I need to leave quickly. If your husband forgot something and suddenly comes back, I'm done for today."
Qin Rong stepped forward, grabbing his arm.
She wanted to keep Xu Xiaofan for breakfast or to stay with her a little longer.
But seeing his wary and urgent expression, she knew she couldn't keep him.
She let go, smoothed her hair, and said to Xu Xiaofan, "Alright, be careful on your way. I'll contact you again when there's a chance."
Xu Xiaofan nodded hastily, not even bothering with pleasantries, pushed open the door, and dashed down the stairs.
He ran through the spacious living room, opened the ornate villa door, and rushed out.
He stood by the roadside bus stop, gasping for breath.
Recalling the events from last night to this morning, Xu Xiaofan felt like a secret lover hiding in the shadows.
Afraid of being discovered, afraid of Zhao Gaoyou suddenly banging on the door, the feeling of walking on the edge made his heart race, and he hadn't closed his eyes all night.
The mix of tension and excitement left his legs feeling weak.
However, as the tension faded, Xu Xiaofan felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Zhao Gaoyou, flaunting his wealth, driving a Mercedes-Benz, had used money to woo Li Huimei, taking his girlfriend and humiliating him in public.
And now, not only had he openly stayed in Zhao Gaoyou's house, slept in his bed, but he had also slept with Zhao Gaoyou's wife.
No matter how you looked at it, he had put a solid cuckold on Zhao Gaoyou.
Finally, he had vented his anger.
Xu Xiaofan found a breakfast cart by the roadside.
He sat at a peeling folding table, ordered a basket of steamed dumplings and a bowl of hot soy milk.
As he ate, he planned his next steps.
After finishing breakfast, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, paid, and prepared to head back to the Gilded KTV staff dormitory to catch up on sleep.
Just as he stood up, his phone vibrated in his pocket.
He took it out and saw the screen flashing with the name "Li Hongyu."
Li Hongyu was Li Huimei's younger brother.
Xu Xiaofan frowned.
As usual, he didn't need to think to know that Li Hongyu was calling to borrow money again.
When Xu Xiaofan was with Li Huimei, he had been very accommodating to this future brother-in-law.
Li Hongyu had no proper job, always hanging out with a shady crowd, gambling, and losing money, then borrowing from Xu Xiaofan.
Three hundred, five hundred, a thousand, Xu Xiaofan would scrimp and save, and every month after getting paid, he would always find a way to lend some money whenever Li Hongyu asked.
Xu Xiaofan pressed the answer button, put the phone to his ear, and said nothing.