Chapter 315: Chapter 315 - 310: Do You Take Jing Jihan for a Cripple?

But here, there’s absolutely no one else who could find their way over.

Wen Ke said, "Mianmian, come to the bedroom."

"Okay." Obediently, Mianmian quickly ran over. Wen Ke asked Mianmian to unzip her coat and sit on the bed waiting for her, so the child wouldn’t get too hot indoors, then walked out of the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind her.

As she approached the door, a cold vigilance flashed in her eyes. The door of this apartment didn’t have a peephole, so she couldn’t see outside. There was surveillance in the corridor, but it was too old and often malfunctioned, so she hadn’t installed any camera software on her phone. Although she couldn’t see the person outside, she instinctively sensed an unusual calm and composure, as the doorbell was only pressed once and there was no impatient repeated pressing or knocking.

Until the doorbell rang a second time, she suddenly flung open the door. Before she could clearly see the tall and robust man outside, a sudden cold light and razor-sharp blade from her sleeve already pressed against the man’s neck. At the same time, she bent her elbow and forcefully pushed the unresisting man against the wall, keeping the blade steady. Seeing his face with the corner of her eye, the blade almost sliced into his throat in an instant.

The skin surface of the man’s Adam’s apple already had a thin line of blood, yet he didn’t resist or move. Even though this woman’s swift and precise moves were all taught by him, he had no intention of pushing her away, just let her forcibly pin him against the wall, his gaze calm and steady on the casually dressed woman before him.

Wen Ke’s eyes remained cold, unchanged even after seeing his face.

She didn’t even intend to ask him why he suddenly appeared in Jiang City, but her knife pressed another point down.

The man looked down at her eyes full of cold calculation: "Go on."

Wen Ke looked at him coldly, not moving her hand.

"In that instant when you opened the door you recognized me, acted so fast and decisively, why not use that determination to cut down? Kill me with your own hands, wouldn’t that be satisfying for you?" Qin Zhifeng leaned against the old wall outside, not resisting, his always cool face now softening a bit, looking at the woman he hadn’t seen in two years, once again confronted with a blade.

Wen Ke saw the fine trace of blood on his throat, it was just a superficial cut, but the knife was too sharp; just a little more pressure would allow her to bleed him from the throat.

Suddenly, the man raised his hand to grasp her wrist, looking down into her eyes: "Not planning to kill me? Then do it, I never taught you to be indecisive. Do what you want; the body is yours, the life is yours, go on."

He even exerted pressure, appearing to guide her hand to slice down with the knife.

Suddenly, from the bedroom, Shi Mianmian cautiously called out, "Aunt Keke, I’m wearing a coat inside, it’s so hot, can we go now..."

This kind of scene wasn’t suitable for a child to witness. Wen Ke immediately retracted the blade, intending to pull her hand back, but the man’s hand still held her wrist tightly.

"Let go!" Her eyebrows lifted with a cold ferocity.

Qin Zhifeng didn’t move, still standing as she had pressed him against the wall, yet with one hand he firmly locked her wrist, like an unyielding iron clamp.

Wen Ke’s usually calm face was filled with anger: "Shi Su is still waiting for me to rescue her, if there’s a delay and something goes wrong, will you give Mianmian another mother? Let go!"

"In trouble, can’t her man rescue her? Do you think Jing Jihan is useless?" The man’s voice held no warmth, but his grip suddenly tightened, causing Wen Ke to almost stumble forward.

There was no need to ask how he knew about Shi Su and Jing Jihan’s relationship; this man was so omniscient, what couldn’t he know?

Wen Ke nearly drew her knife again, her face cold as ice, she ground out, "Let go—"

Third floor private room of Biyin River Hotel.

Shi Su had been continuously urged to drink several glasses. Beer, spirits, everything, she had drunk quite a bit. When Jun was around, she would find ways to protect her, trying to block drinks without offending anyone, but Cherry Yang wouldn’t. Cherry Yang even found various reasons to have those perfume company executives toast with Shi Su, one after another, each word empty yet polite. Shi Su knew that she couldn’t avoid tonight’s situation. However, this perfume held a premier endorsement level domestically, and she couldn’t let Cherry Yang just take this piece without proper closure before terminating the contract.

She had given Wen Ke a heads-up beforehand, but after she had replied to Wen Ke on WeChat a moment ago, there hadn’t been any response from Wen Ke since.

Wen Ke was incredibly reliable, rarely making mistakes. Under normal conditions, she should have arrived more than ten minutes ago, but now the time had exceeded an hour after the agreed time, and Wen Ke hadn’t shown up nor was there any activity on WeChat. Something must have happened.

Initially reluctant to bother Jing Jihan about the overly persistent advertisers, Jing Jihan had advised her to avoid unspoken industry rules as much as possible, not to confront things head-on. She wasn’t trying to be stubborn, just aiming for a proper conclusion before breaking ties, but Cherry Yang had apparently realized that Shi Su wasn’t easy to deal with, trying to keep her here tonight, and if anything happened after a few drinks, it would at least become a handle against Shi Su.

With Wen Ke not appearing, Shi Su truly couldn’t drink any more. If this continued, she feared she would really be stuck here tonight.

The glass in front of Shi Su was filled again. She dizzily eyed the cup, but her hand stealthily moved under the table. Seeing there was still no movement from Wen Ke, she quickly sent Jing Jihan a WeChat: [Biyin River Hotel, come save me!!!]

Just seconds after the WeChat was sent, Shi Su’s phone suddenly rang with Jing Jihan’s call.

Shi Su was just about to use the excuse of the call to get up and leave when her phone was suddenly snatched by Cherry Yang, sitting a meter away: "Mr. Li said he wants to toast with you. Why take a call now? Hurry and drink!"