At this mont, in the private room where Zhu Yan was, there were six people, including her. Aside from Zhu Yan, who was the only woman, the rest were all n.
Watching Zhu Yan chat and laugh with those n, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but think of what Wang Feng had said earlier, and a sour knot ford in his stomach.
Why did Zhu Yan dress up so beautifully tonight and co to a place teeming with the wealthy? Could she really be trying to hook a few rich n?
The three of them were hiding behind a coral decoration. They were only about twenty ters away from Zhu Yan’s private room in a straight line, but a fountain separated them.
As Sun Zhe was lost in thought, Ye Qiao suddenly asked, "Brother, is the man sitting next to my mom the one you saw at the KTV that night?"
Sun Zhe nodded. "That’s him."
Ye Qiao murmured softly, "I have to admit... that man is quite good-looking. With a face like that, even won would get jealous."
After saying that, she paused, glanced at Sun Zhe, and quickly grabbed his arm. "But he’s nothing, just so pretty boy!" she said with a serious expression. "How could he possibly compare to my brother? He’s not worthy of shining your shoes!"
Li Shiyan, standing nearby, couldn’t help but tease, "Wow, Qiao, you really know how to save your own skin."
Ye Qiao shot her a glare and snorted coldly before asking Sun Zhe, "So what now? Should I just go up and ask her directly?"
Sun Zhe shook his head. "Let’s wait. If we go up now, in front of all these people, it will just be embarrassing for everyone."
Ye Qiao nodded. "That’s true. Let’s wait a little longer."
Just then, the handso man inside the private room casually draped his arm over Zhu Yan’s exposed, fair shoulder.
Zhu Yan giggled and leaned her head on the man’s shoulder.
Seeing this, a naless fury surged in Sun Zhe’s heart, and he involuntarily clenched his fists.
He then watched as the handso man stood up with his arm still around Zhu Yan, waving at the middle-aged n across from them as if saying goodbye.
A mont later, the handso man erged from the private room with his arm still around Zhu Yan’s shoulder. They were chatting and laughing, and Zhu Yan even hooked her arm around his waist. They were as intimate as a couple deeply in love.
Ye Qiao slowly averted her gaze and glanced at Sun Zhe’s profile, hesitating to speak.
Mom definitely isn’t coming ho tonight. She’s probably going to a hotel to sleep with that man.
Although she hated to jump to such a malicious conclusion, the human heart often works that way—always imagining the worst-case scenario. Still, she didn’t dare voice this suspicion to Sun Zhe.
"Brother, they’re coming out. Should we go up?"
Sun Zhe took a deep breath and was about to step forward. But before he could take more than a few steps, a woman in a white formal gown rushed past and blocked Zhu Yan and the handso man.
Imdiately, the woman pointed at Zhu Yan’s nose and started scolding her.
Zhu Yan looked utterly wronged, repeatedly waving her hands at the woman as if trying to apologize or explain sothing.
Just then, the middle-aged n from the private room ca out and tried to reason with the woman, speaking one after another. But the woman remained relentless, still pointing at Zhu Yan’s nose and cursing furiously.
A server happened to pass by with a tray of drinks. Without a word, the woman snatched a glass of wine and hurled its contents onto Zhu Yan’s face. Then, she forcefully shoved Zhu Yan to the ground.
The handso man beside Zhu Yan reached out to help her up, but the woman viciously kicked him, sending him tumbling to the ground as well.
"Damn it... Who the hell does she think she is, bullying my stepmom!"
By now, Sun Zhe was close enough to hear the vicious words the woman was screaming: "whore," "slut," "bitch."
He could no longer stand it. He strode forward, grabbed the woman’s arm, and with a powerful jerk, flung her through the air. She landed with a loud splash in the nearby fountain.
The huge commotion instantly attracted countless shocked glances from the banquet hall.
Ye Qiao and Li Shiyan, who had followed him, exchanged a look before their gazes landed on Sun Zhe, both in awe of his ferocity.
Sun Zhe ignored the onlookers and hurried forward to help Zhu Yan up from the ground.
"Stepmom, are you okay?"
Her hair drenched in wine, Zhu Yan stared blankly at Sun Zhe, her eyes gradually welling up with tears. At that mont, she felt as if she were in a dream; it all seed so unreal.
"Ah Zhe... why are you here?"
Seeing her about to cry, Sun Zhe felt a sharp pain in his heart and abruptly pulled her into his arms.
"It’s okay now. I’m here. No one can bully you today."
"Mm..." Zhu Yan wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest.
She could be strong when bullied by outsiders, but Sun Zhe’s sudden appearance and concern made the dam of her grievances burst. At this mont, she couldn’t even begin to wonder why Sun Zhe was there. All she felt was a profound sense of security.
A mont later, Sun Zhe gently pushed her out of his embrace, took off his jacket, and draped it over her shoulders. Ye Qiao and Li Shiyan ran over then, using tissues to help wipe the wine from her face.
Sun Zhe entrusted Zhu Yan to the two won before turning a cold gaze on the woman still struggling and shouting in the fountain. The fountain wasn’t deep enough to drown soone, but the woman had obviously been injured in the fall.
"Yan, who is this handso guy?"
Sun Zhe was about to confront the woman in the fountain when a feminine voice suddenly spoke up from the side.
At the sound of the voice, Sun Zhe stopped and turned his head. His gaze fell on the handso man’s face, and he froze.
That feminine voice had co from the "handso man"!
Getting a closer look, he finally realized—this was a woman! No wonder ’he’ was so devastatingly handso!
For a mont, Sun Zhe felt as if he’d been struck by lightning and roasted from the inside out. So ’he’ was a woman all along!
Just then, Zhu Yan walked over. She looked a bit embarrassed as she glanced at the "handso man" and said, "President Liu, this is Sun Zhe, my son. I’ve ntioned him to you before."
Then she added, "Ah Zhe, this is Liu Fang, President Liu, the CEO of Si Yu Costics Company."
Liu Fang was very gracious, politely extending her hand to Sun Zhe. "Hello, Ah Zhe. It’s a pleasure to et you. Yan often talks about you."
"Uh... Hello, President Liu." Sun Zhe dumbfoundedly shook Liu Fang’s outstretched hand.
Liu Fang smiled. "Actually, you should call Auntie. Your stepmom and I are best friends, after all."
"Uh... Hello, Aunt Liu."
At this point, Sun Zhe’s emotions were a complicated ss. He also felt incredibly frustrated.
You’re a perfectly good woman, tall and beautiful, so why on earth do you have to dress like a man? You made misunderstand my stepmom for so long! This is just ridiculous!
Just then, a burly middle-aged man stord over, pointed at Sun Zhe’s nose, and bellowed, "Who the hell are you, kid?! How dare you hit my wife!"
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