Chapter 303 - 300: Jiang Xia’s Methods

Chapter 303: Chapter 300: Jiang Xia’s Methods

"Don’t worry, I won’t tell Shen Ying," Jiang Xia chuckled.

He took a bite of lamb drenched in dipping sauce, then pulled out his phone and sent Zhang Yuanyuan the specific location of Maxim’s Restaurant.

Wang Ming watched, afraid that Jiang Xia might actually be serious.

"Old Jiang, you’re not actually going to take her out for some fancy French dinner, are you?"

"As if. If I’m taking anyone, it’s my wife. She’s a nobody," Jiang Xia scoffed. "I just want to get some revenge for you. With a woman like that, you have to land a solid punch that really hurts to teach her a lesson."

"Okay, that’s a relief."

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Zhang Yuanyuan took Jiang Xia’s words—"wash yourself all clean and fragrant"—to heart. She deliberately washed herself twice with fragrant body wash and shampoo, not even neglecting her feet or private parts. She even used an eyebrow razor to shave her armpits and the hair down below.

For some reason, the thought of possibly spending the night with President Jiang in a presidential suite made her incredibly excited.

’So, I have to make myself spotlessly clean. I want him to become completely obsessed with my body.’

She applied exquisite makeup and, instead of a down jacket, chose a short JK skirt. Her bare legs would be freezing in this weather, but to please President Jiang, she had to go all out.

She knew Jiang Xia was probably just looking for some fun and had no intention of marrying her. But even if she could just be his girlfriend for a while, she could easily get a hefty breakup fee from him.

"Yuanyuan, didn’t you just get back? You’re planning to go out again this late?" a roommate asked.

"Yeah... I have something to do," Zhang Yuanyuan said with a slight nod.

"My God, it’s seven or eight degrees below zero outside, and you’re wearing so little. Are you trying to become an immortal or something?"

"All dressed up so beautifully. Are you going to see your Senior Brother Ming? Are you even coming back tonight?"

Her roommates teased her one after another.

Zhang Yuanyuan’s face flushed. "Don’t talk nonsense. I don’t even like Wang Ming."

With that, she pulled open the dorm room door and left. The piercingly cold air made her shiver instinctively.

The moment she was gone, the "roast session" in the dorm room began.

"Tsk, before it was all ’Senior Brother Ming, Senior Brother Ming’ so affectionately. Now it’s just ’Wang Ming.’ I almost feel sorry for the backup."

"Qingqing, didn’t you just hand her the phone? Who was on the caller ID? Wang Ming?"

"I don’t know. It was an unknown number."

"Looks like she’s found a new flame~"

"You didn’t see how slutty she looked just now. She’s probably going out to meet a sugar daddy."

"Makes sense."

As girls themselves, any reasonably normal person would look down on this kind of green tea bitch.

After leaving the dormitory building, Zhang Yuanyuan fought back the cold, vigorously rubbing her arms. Luckily it wasn’t snowing tonight. Otherwise, walking in the wind and snow dressed so lightly for even a short while would have frozen her solid.

Shivering, she took out her phone to look at the message President Jiang had sent her. Maxim’s Restaurant was at No. 2, Chongwenmen West Street. It was a bit far from the Central Academy of Fine Arts, probably a 20-minute taxi ride.

But first, she had to get off campus.

However, not even halfway through her walk against the cold night wind, Zhang Yuanyuan started to regret it. She should have worn a down jacket over her outfit; at worst, she could have just taken it off when she got to the French restaurant.

But she wasn’t willing to turn back now. It would be a waste of time. She’d rather just keep pushing through the wind. After all, once she was in a taxi, she wouldn’t be cold anymore.

The thought of having dinner with the handsome President Jiang in a high-end Western restaurant made her heart pound with excitement. And when she thought about the five-star presidential suite, her whole body went weak.

She took out her phone, thought for a moment, and called Wang Ming. There were a few things about President Jiang she still needed to ask her useful tool.

The two brothers were eating hot pot lamb and chatting about the future development of Cat and Mouse when Wang Ming’s phone suddenly rang.

He glanced down at the caller ID and swallowed hard. "Old Jiang, it’s Zhang Yuanyuan."

Jiang Xia was a little surprised. He couldn’t figure out why the green tea bitch was calling Wang Ming now. ’Is she still trying to keep him as a backup?’

"Just act like you don’t know anything. Answer it normally," he said.

Jiang Xia wanted to see what kind of trick Zhang Yuanyuan was trying to pull.

Wang Ming nodded, took a soft breath, answered the call, and put it on speakerphone.

"Hello, is this Senior Brother Ming?" Zhang Yuanyuan’s soft, delicate voice came through the receiver.

Wang Ming’s face twitched. ’This woman is still putting on an act for me.’ If Jiang Xia hadn’t clued him in beforehand, he’d definitely still be completely in the dark.

’So disgusting.’

Seeing his friend’s dark expression, Jiang Xia felt an inexplicable urge to laugh. He raised a hand and pushed it down slightly, signaling for him not to be impulsive, to talk nicely, and use this chance to draw her out.

"Yeah, what’s up?"

"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to ask if you were off work, Senior Brother Ming. You said you had a meeting today and had to entertain clients, so I was worried you might not have made it back to campus yet," Zhang Yuanyuan asked with concern.

Jiang Xia nodded and, taking out his phone, pointed to the words "Chongwenmen West Street" for him to see.

"Uh-huh, I’m off work. I’m talking business with a client right now."

"Oh, okay. Where are you now?"

"Chongwenmen West Street. You want to come? The food here is pretty good."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanyuan’s heart skipped a beat. ’It can’t be such a coincidence, can it?’

"No, no, I’m at school. I’m about to go to bed soon. By the way, Senior Brother Ming, are you with your boss?" she asked tentatively.

Wang Ming sneered internally. ’At school, my ass.’

Jiang Xia continued to shake his head.

"No, he left right after the meeting today."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief. ’Chongwenmen West Street is huge. We’re probably not in the same place.’

"Why are you suddenly asking about him?"

"No reason, no reason. A friend of mine wants to submit her concept art portfolio to your company, so she asked me to help ask about the situation. Senior Brother Ming, what’s your boss’s name?"

The moment he heard this, Wang Ming understood. ’The green tea bitch is pumping me for information.’

Jiang Xia typed out the name "Jiang Qiao" on his phone.

"Jiang Qiao."

Zhang Yuanyuan secretly committed the name to memory. "Senior Brother Ming, I heard he’s also the founder of Cat and Mouse, right? And he’s about our age?"

"That’s right."

"Got it. Thanks, Senior Brother Ming. You should get some rest soon. Good night."

After the call ended, Jiang Xia couldn’t help but scoff. "She was just confirming whether I’m the boss of Cat and Mouse. Believe it or not, she’s already on her way to Chongwenmen West Street right now."

"That woman is so disgusting," Wang Ming lamented.

"Disgusting indeed. Once she gets her claws into you, she could very well tear your life apart," Jiang Xia said, shooting him a meaningful glance.

Wang Ming felt a pang of guilt under that gaze. "So what are you going to do now?"

Jiang Xia smiled faintly and took out his phone to send Zhang Yuanyuan another text.

"My dearest Yuanyuan, I’ve already booked a table. I’ll be waiting for you on the second floor of Maxim’s Restaurant."

After the message sent successfully, he simply popped out the SIM card and tossed it into the burner of the hot pot in front of him.

Now, all they had to do was wait for the show to begin. Too bad they wouldn’t be there to see it.