Chapter 288: The Cuckold

Chapter 288: Chapter 288: The Cuckold

The man in the driver’s seat was now glaring, his eyes wide with anger.

"Fuck, who the hell are you? What do you want?"

Without a word, Jiang Fan got into the passenger seat.

"Open WeChat!"

"What do you want?"

"I told you to open WeChat! Now! Are you deaf?"

Stunned by Jiang Fan’s roar, the man dumbly opened WeChat as if possessed.

Jiang Fan quickly pulled up the man’s payment QR code. The next moment, a notification sound played from the phone: "WeChat payment received: ten thousand yuan."

Luckily, the crowd was thick, and the Mercedes van hadn’t disappeared from view yet.

Jiang Fan pointed at the Mercedes, which had just reached the venue’s exit. "Follow that van!" he ordered coldly.

The Passat driver stared blankly for a second, but that "sweet" sound snapped him to his senses.

He yelled to the woman who had been in the passenger seat, "Honey, wait for me here! I’ll drop off my new benefactor and be right back to get you!"

With that, he started laying on the horn, shouting out the window, "Everyone get the hell out of the way! Official business! Clear a path, now!"

Spurred by the blaring horn, the dense crowd quickly parted. By now, the Mercedes van had already pulled onto the main road.

Shouting and cutting through traffic, the Passat soon broke free from the congested stadium area and onto the main road as well.

Although the Mercedes was far ahead, they could still faintly make out its tail end.

"Buddy, you catching a cheater?" the Passat driver asked Jiang Fan as he sped up.

Jiang Fan frowned but didn’t answer.

But the driver was on a roll. "I’ve seen your type before, kid. Your girlfriend’s into cosplay, right? I noticed her earlier. That chick in the purple and gold, with the long, pale legs. Got into a car with some rich kid, didn’t she?"

Jiang Fan was speechless.

"Let me tell you, pal, with a girlfriend that gorgeous, tons of guys are gonna be after her. Especially all these nerds at the convention. She’s every geek’s dream girl, a real hot commodity. You gotta watch out!"

Seeing that the Passat driver was rambling on, Jiang Fan was getting annoyed.

"Man, my girlfriend spends my money while messing around with other guys. I’ve never been able to get any solid proof. If you can’t catch up, I’ll have been cuckolded for real this time, and she’ll just deny everything again. I’ve spent hundreds of thousands on her!"

"Holy shit, for real?" Hearing this, the Passat driver’s interest was piqued. He couldn’t help but press harder on the gas pedal.

"Don’t you worry, buddy. If I lose him today, I won’t take a single cent of that ten thousand you gave me."

Jiang Fan hadn’t expected the guy to be such a kindred spirit.

The Passat driver may have had a big mouth, but he was a hell of a driver.

Even though the Mercedes was going fast, not only did it fail to pull away, but the distance between them was actually closing.

In the blink of an eye, they were only one intersection apart.

However, just as they were about to catch the Mercedes, a red light blocked their path.

"Man, run it!"

Jiang Fan shouted, gritting his teeth.

He saw that the light was a full 99 seconds. If they waited, they’d likely never catch up.

The Passat driver didn’t hesitate. He glanced left and right and shouted, "Don’t worry, you think I need you to tell me? It’d be an insult to your ten grand if I didn’t run this light."

With that, he slammed his foot on the accelerator and shot through the intersection.

But just as they cleared the light, two traffic cops stepped out and blocked their way.

Jiang Fan’s heart sank as he saw the two officers waving them down.

"Dude, just go! Punch it!"

"Buddy, I can’t do that!"

The Passat driver had been ready to floor it, but the sight of two police officers made him chicken out immediately.

Just then, Jiang Fan noticed the Mercedes ahead turning into a small side street.

As much as Jiang Fan wanted to grab the steering wheel from the driver, the car had already come to a stop in front of the two officers.

Without a second thought, Jiang Fan jumped out of the car and took off running.

"Hey, where are you running? Stop!"

The two officers were immediately on alert and prepared to chase after Jiang Fan.

But Jiang Fan couldn’t worry about that; he was already sprinting in the direction the Mercedes had gone.

From behind him, the Passat driver’s voice rang out.

"Don’t chase him, don’t chase him! He’s just some poor cuck trying to catch his cheating girlfriend! It’s just a red light, come on, I’ll take care of it..."

He turned and dashed onto the access road, but the Mercedes van was already gone.

Anxiety gripped Jiang Fan, and cold sweat trickled down his temples.

He ran another two or three hundred meters down the street when he suddenly spotted a Mercedes van parked at the entrance of a hotel on the side of the road.

He checked the license plate—it was the same van that had taken Rong Anyao.

Jiang Fan looked up: Yangcheng Hotel.

The Mercedes was parked, but there was no one inside.

He didn’t hesitate, charging straight into the Yangcheng Hotel.

He scanned the lobby but didn’t see Rong Anyao or the man from before.

Jiang Fan rushed to the front desk and demanded coldly, "A man in a black suit just came in with a girl in a cosplay outfit, and a few other people with them. Which room did they go to?"

The two receptionists were taken aback by Jiang Fan’s rapid-fire questioning. Then, a woman in her thirties shot him a glare and said impatiently, "What are you yelling about? This is a hotel, we can’t disclose guest privacy! If you keep making a scene, you can get out!"

Jiang Fan’s rage boiled over. He grabbed the receptionist by her collar.

"I’ll ask you one more time. Which room? Or do you want me to snap your neck right here?"

"It’s... It’s 2601!"

The woman’s face went pale with terror.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Jiang Fan bolted toward the elevators.

"Security! Security!"

Meanwhile, in room 2601 of the Yangcheng Hotel, a scrawny man was slowly unbuckling his belt.

Before him, a woman lay motionless on the bed, her face flushed red.

"Heh heh, Rong Anyao, you think you’re so high and mighty, don’t you? How many gifts did I send you on your stream? How many times did I ask you out? And you still ignored me. Well, let’s just see if you still have that attitude after I’ve conquered you!"

But on the bed, Rong Anyao lay perfectly still, giving no response.

"Rong Anyao, oh, Rong Anyao. You’re one of the few streamers I’ve seen who’s even more beautiful in person than with all the beauty filters on your stream. No wonder you act so damn proud. But so what if you’re proud? After today, will you still be able to act so high and mighty in front of me?"