The corpulent face was slowly approaching her, and the foul stench emanating from Jiang Hui instantly made the alcohol churning in Jiang Feifei’s stomach revolt.
"Ugh~"
It landed squarely in Jiang Hui's chest.
The fermented alcohol, now expelled, carried a sour, putrid odor. Qin Hui's escalating excitement was instantly extinguished as he shoved Jiang Feifei away.
He lowered his head to look at the fermented mass on his shirt, his anger burning like wildfire. "Is this what you call 'wanting to see me'?"
Jiang Feifei rolled her eyes at him, discarding the tie that had been tangled around her arm.
"Pah, who wants to see you? Disgusting, stinking man!"
Her curses couldn't dispel the disgust of the evening, and Jiang Feifei fiercely threw down the tie.
Qin Hui's roars echoed in the private room.
Taking the elevator down, Jiang Feifei stood on the steps outside the hotel entrance, her head heavy. xxs壹贰
To save the Jiang Corporation with her body? Why should she!
Jiang Feifei glared fiercely back at the hotel lobby, staggering forward.
"Not watching where you're going?" Her shoulder was violently bumped. Before Jiang Feifei could look up and see who it was, a curse escaped her lips.
"Heh, open your eyes and see who's not watching." A man's mocking voice came from above.
Unwilling to yield, Jiang Feifei looked up and glared back at him.
"Meeting a mad dog right after leaving the house, this period of time is truly goddamn unlucky!" Di Minghao cursed, too lazy to engage further with the drunken woman in front of him.
Taking a step forward, Jiang Feifei grabbed his arm. Her frustration needed an outlet, and someone unlucky enough to run into her was not to be let go.
Di Minghao hadn't noticed the pull on his arm before the drunken woman lunged into his embrace.
"You look a lot like Di Mingyue!" Jiang Feifei said, leaning closer.
Di Mingyue?
The mention of this name only evoked disgust in Di Minghao.
Even in her drunken state, Jiang Feifei could sense that the man in front of her knew Di Mingyue.
"Do you know Di Mingyue?" Jiang Feifei asked.
"He's a load of crap, truly thinks he's somebody." Di Minghao, upon mentioning Di Mingyue, had a bellyful of grievances with nowhere to vent.
He shook Jiang Feifei off, muttering curses at Di Mingyue.
After listening to his rant, Jiang Feifei understood.
They weren't just biological brothers; they had a deep-seated, blood-feud-level hatred.
In that case, why not cooperate?
When he finally stopped cursing, Jiang Feifei introduced herself, "I am Jiang Ziyu's sister, Jiang Feifei."
"Jiang Ziyu?" Di Minghao carefully observed her features. "Di Mingyue's wife?"
Jiang Feifei nodded.
Di Minghao let out a cold snort, "So what."
"You despise Di Mingyue, and I despise Jiang Ziyu. To some extent, we are friends," Jiang Feifei stated.
Di Minghao stared intently at Jiang Feifei, who met his gaze without any trace of nervousness or timidity.
People and cars came and went, yet they seemed frozen in place.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Di Minghao lifted his lowered head. "What do you want to do?"
Jiang Feifei took out her phone and opened a WeChat QR code. She spun the phone on her fingertip and turned it to face him.
*Beep~* They now had each other's contact information.
The gloom of the night dissipated at this moment. Thinking of how everything Jiang Ziyu possessed would soon vanish, a smile gradually spread across her lips.
She looked at Di Minghao with conviction. "Don't worry, two is always greater than one. Our cooperation can only succeed, never fail."
What if they failed? Di Minghao and Di Mingyue had already fallen out, and he had been kicked out of the Di residence. He couldn't go back to the house; his life was already tragic enough, what more could be worse?
He warned her coldly, "I don't want to wait too long."
"I'll give you a plan tomorrow," Jiang Feifei replied.
If the timing were right, she wished she could see Jiang Ziyu fall from a height right now.