Wang Shiyun froze upon hearing Wang Dahe’s voice.
So he wasn’t drunk after all.
Lin Xuan had seemed intoxicated just moments ago—there was no way he could sober up so quickly.
Which meant he had been faking it.
Wang Shiyun’s heart pounded wildly in her chest.
Lin Xuan had pretended to be drunk… waiting for her.
Her confidence in seducing him grew even stronger.
"Brother Xuan, the truth is, I never liked Dahe. It’s just that he saved me once, and he’s been obsessed with me ever since. He wouldn’t leave me alone, so I thought maybe I could try to develop feelings for him… That’s why I agreed to be with him."
Wang Shiyun racked her brain for excuses.
Since Wang Dahe and Lin Xuan seemed close, she didn’t dare outright insult him.
"But then I met you, Brother Xuan, and I realized… feelings can’t be forced."
"When you truly like someone, your heart skips a beat the moment you see them."
"Brother Xuan, I’ll break up with Dahe. Let’s be together, okay?"
Meanwhile, the surveillance footage continued playing. Su Hua’s body sank deeper into the bed, her silky dark hair splayed beneath her.
The stunning woman wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, her eyes smoldering with desire.
But as Wang Shiyun’s voice echoed from the computer, Su Hua’s gaze turned icy.
This woman really had the audacity to covet her Ah Xuan.
"Ah Xuan," Su Hua said dangerously, "If you ever dare use yourself as bait to lure other women again, don’t blame me for locking you up."
The thought alone sent a thrill through her.
Keeping Ah Xuan locked away in a dark room… now that was an enticing idea.
"Understood," Lin Xuan agreed without hesitation. He wouldn’t dare repeat this.
This whole scheme was just to save Wang Dahe from being deceived by a gold-digger, after all.
Besides, he had assumed Su Hua was away on business—how was he supposed to know she’d return early and track him down to the Purple River Villa?
"Ah Xuan, be good."
Su Hua’s lips curved into a smile as she pressed her red lips against his ear. "Now it’s your turn to prove to me… that your heart belongs only to me."
Back in Wang Dahe’s room—
Wang Shiyun had begun her assault on him.
"Brother Xuan, give me a chance to be with you."
She kissed his neck, her hands wandering down his chest.
Wang Dahe had finally had enough.
He sat up abruptly.
Wang Shiyun, mistaking his movement for reciprocation, felt a surge of joy.
But the next second—
SLAP!
A sharp pain exploded across her face as his palm struck her cheek with brutal force.
Wang Shiyun clutched her stinging cheek, her mind reeling.
Why would Brother Xuan hit her?
Didn’t he like her too?
"Brother Xuan… how could you treat me like this?" Tears welled in her eyes, her voice trembling with hurt.
How could he turn on her so suddenly?
"Wang Shiyun," a cold voice sneered, "Take a good look. Who do you think I am?"
Wang Shiyun frowned.
That voice… it sounded just like Wang Dahe’s.
No—it couldn’t be—
Click.
Wang Dahe flipped the light switch, flooding the room with brightness.
Wang Shiyun turned—and her blood ran cold.
"It’s you!" Her eyes widened in horror.
"What—how—Wang Dahe?! This is Lin Xuan’s room! Why are you here?!"
"Damn right it’s me!" Wang Dahe roared, fury twisting his features. "Xuan warned me about you—said you were a two-faced snake who didn’t care about me. I didn’t believe him… but look at you!"
"Wang Shiyun, you played me for a fool!"
Thank god Xuan had helped him see her true colors.
Otherwise, he’d have been her puppet forever.
Xuan and Luo Yuan were right—he’d been nothing but a pathetic simp.
All this time, he’d refused to admit it, convinced Wang Shiyun genuinely loved him.
Now? The slap of reality stung worse than any physical blow.
"Lin Xuan called me a snake?!" Wang Shiyun was stunned.
But… he’d been so nice to her! How could he think that?
Wait—
Why was Wang Dahe in Lin Xuan’s room?
Unless…
Realization struck like lightning.
This was a setup!
Lin Xuan’s setup!
He’d deliberately led her on, lured her here, and switched rooms with Wang Dahe.
All to expose her—to make Wang Dahe witness her betrayal firsthand.
"Dahe…"
Wang Shiyun dropped to her knees on the bed.
"I’m sorry! It wasn’t my fault! Lin Xuan seduced me! He tricked me! Don’t believe him!"
She couldn’t afford to lose Wang Dahe yet—not when he still had millions in prize money from that programming competition.
"Seduced you?" Wang Dahe’s laugh was bitter.
SLAP!
Another brutal strike sent her reeling.
"Xuan barely spoke two words to you today! How the hell did he ‘seduce’ you?!"
"And you think I’d believe a lying whore over my best friend?!"
"Dahe, please!" Wang Shiyun sobbed, her tears a calculated performance. "Give me another chance! I swear I’ll change!"
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