Тhе lосation оf thе thеmе hоtel was somеwhаt remotе, but that didn't hinder thе flоw оf реоple сoming and going nearby, аs thе citу's famоus bаr strееt and еntеrtаinmеnt distriсt werе not far awау.
When Wu Мangmang arrivеd at the hоtel glowing with а рurрlе, mаgiсаl aura in thе еarlу hоurs оf the mоrning, she still fеlt quitе hesitant.
Аftеr the еxcitemеnt faded, the mind wоuld inеvitаbly сlear up sооnеr or lаtеr.
Shе glаnсеd into hеr bаg—anti-wоlf sprаy, pеpреr sрraу, аnd а sрecial smоke agent. If she enсountered dаnger, sprаying it соuld trigger thе hotel's fire alarm. Combined with her own modest self-defense skills, it should theoretically be foolproof.
The job had already been accepted, and there was no room for hesitation now. The website had also called to confirm.
This was the first job Wu Mangmang had received in a long time that genuinely piqued her interest.
According to the client, an older, desperate-to-marry divorcee had been relentlessly pursuing him, so he needed Wu Mangmang to act as his girlfriend to put an end to the woman's hopes.
But why they had to come to a theme hotel still left Wu Mangmang somewhat puzzled.
Yet it was precisely this sense of mystery, this "detective instinct" from reading too many mystery novels, that made Wu Mangmang increasingly excited about the job. That was why she knowingly walked into the tiger's den.
In truth, clever people often bring about their own downfall through their own cleverness.
The theme hotel wasn't very tall, and its rooms were scarce. It was said that reservations had to be made at least a month in advance to secure a room.
Mr. Xia, who had placed the order, had booked a room on the second floor.
Wu Mangmang had never been to a theme hotel before, so she couldn't help but be extremely curious. The lighting throughout was dim, carrying suggestive undertones that felt surreal, giving Wu Mangmang the sensation of stepping into another world.
The hotel manager approached her and explained that this month's theme event was "Uniform Temptation."
Wu Mangmang inwardly exclaimed, "Oh my god!"—her excitement had been triggered.
No wonder men liked coming to these kinds of hotels.
In the hotel's dedicated changing room, Wu Mangmang changed into a brand-new white nurse uniform, the cost of which was already included in the room fee.
Even if she had to pay for it herself, someone with Miss Wu's love for acting would likely have swiped her card without hesitation.
The skirt of the nurse uniform was so short it barely covered her thighs. Fortunately, Wu Mangmang had come prepared and wore safety shorts.
The waist, designed to cinch tightly, nearly suffocated her. Even with her standard figure, she had to straighten her back and suck in her stomach to manage.
But the neckline was surprisingly high and buttoned up tightly, exuding a sense of restrained beauty.
Wu Mangmang marveled at how impressive theme hotels had become, with such strong design sensibilities.
She adjusted her pristine white cap in the mirror. The cap was secured with clips, and she shook her head from side to side—it was very stable.
When Xia Chenhe opened the door after hearing the doorbell, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
The legs before him were impossibly long and straight. The white lace-trimmed stockings only reached her thighs, revealing a small stretch of fair skin between the hem of the skirt and the stockings. The skin was so translucent it was almost indistinguishable from the stockings.
"Mr. Xia," Wu Mangmang called out. She had already seen Xia Chenhe's photo, so she spoke with certainty.
However, under his unabashed gaze, Wu Mangmang opened WeChat and, right in front of Xia Chenhe, sent a voice message to the website confirming her safe arrival and that she had met the client."Sorry, we need to report our safety status to the website at all times." Wu Mangmang smiled at Xia Chenhe.
Xia Chenhe awkwardly adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and gave an embarrassed smile, inviting Wu Mangmang into the room.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't expect Miss Angela to be so beautiful..." Xia Chenhe paused, "...and professional."
"It's my duty." Wu Mangmang had always taken her acting responsibilities seriously.
Both were very polite, sitting facing each other at a distance of about ten feet.
Wu Mangmang declined all tea and beverages offered, having brought her own bottled water.
Xia Chenhe seemed somewhat shy, simply explaining, "She should be arriving soon."
Wu Mangmang nodded.
Her attention had long been frozen by the hospital bed in the room. On the bedside table were classic medical devices like a stethoscope. Above the bed hung suspension rings, normally used to support the legs of fracture patients, but here, they suggested all sorts of inappropriate scenarios.
Wu Mangmang marveled at the dedication of the themed hotel. If she hadn't known better, she might have truly believed this was a hospital ward.
Except there was no smell of disinfectant.
Still, the scene was quite eerie. Although she was playing the role of a girlfriend, the atmosphere felt undeniably like an affair. Wu Mangmang couldn't help but frown.
But she sent another safety check-in message on WeChat.
Immediately after, the doorbell rang.
Wu Mangmang stood up and quickly got into character, positioning herself beside Xia Chenhe.
Xia Chenhe took off his shirt, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and went to open the door.
Xia Chenhe cautiously asked, "Who is it?"
"Room service," a woman's voice answered from outside.
Xia Chenhe and Wu Mangmang exchanged a glance. He gestured that he was about to open the door, and Wu Mangmang nodded.
Just as Xia Chenhe cracked the door open slightly, it was suddenly pushed forcefully from outside. The impact sent Xia Chenhe stumbling back two steps before he landed on the floor.
A weak scholar, pale and thin like a steamed chicken.
Two middle-aged women with waistlines as thick as barrels barged in.
"Husband, how could you do this to me? I knew you were here with some little vixen," one of the women shrieked furiously.
And wasn't Wu Mangmang precisely that little vixen? And quite a charming one at that.
But what was going on? Weren't they supposed to be dealing with a clingy leftover woman? Why did this look more like a wife catching her husband cheating?
Before Wu Mangmang could react, a slap landed on her face.
"You shameless bitch, seducing my husband, aren't you afraid your xx will rot..." The vulgarities that followed were words Wu Mangmang had never even heard before.
The woman, hitting, cursing, and jumping, lunged at Wu Mangmang to attack her. Wu Mangmang tensed her hands, ready to fight back, but a sense of unease had already dawned on her.
The other woman, wearing jeans, who had followed them in, also joined in. "You shameless slut, born without a mother to teach you... if you love men so much, go be a xx, what's the point of seducing someone else's husband?"
Even Wu Mangmang, as slow as she was, understood what was happening. Guilt washed over her, and her grip loosened. The woman before her was weeping hysterically, her face a mess of tears, looking both frantic and utterly heartbroken.
At that moment, Xia Chenhe rushed over and shouted, "Angela, run!"Wu Mangmang naturally had to run, because a woman driven mad by catching an affair was no ordinary force to be reckoned with.
"How could you do this to me? I'll beat you two shameless adulterers to death!" Xia Chenhe's wife cried out in rage. Despite her words, her target was clearly only the "shameless woman."
"I'm sorry, Li Juan, I'm sorry. I was just confused for a moment. She seduced me," Xia Chenhe pleaded desperately.
Just as Wu Mangmang reached the door, she suddenly realized—this was nothing but a honey trap.
That seemingly refined scoundrel had found someone who wasn't actually a mistress to play the role of one. Though his motives were unclear, his acting skills were practically a slap in Wu Mangmang's face.
But there was no time for further thought. The two burly middle-aged women were truly formidable fighters. If she ran even a little slower, she'd get clawed on the neck.
Fortunately, her hair was tucked under her hat, or else if they grabbed it, her scalp would surely have been torn off.
"I'm not his mistress!" Wu Mangmang shouted, covering her head.
Unfortunately, no one believed her. Even she knew that, given her outfit, who would believe her?
Wasn't this a case of the hunter getting hunted by the hawk?
In a panic, Wu Mangmang flung open the door. Her collar was grabbed, and after a struggle, several buttons popped off, leaving her collar wide open and nearly exposing half her chest.
How humiliating!
But if Wu Mangmang were to fight back against the two women, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
For one thing, women fighting was too dirty—pulling hair, spitting, and attacking sensitive spots. That kind of fighting was truly embarrassing.
For another, how could Wu Mangmang bring herself to retaliate? They were here to catch an affair. Even though she hadn't done anything, being caught in such a compromising situation was her own fault, and her own stupidity was to blame.
Wu Mangmang could only clutch her bag and dash downstairs.
The woman called Li Juan and her sister had already chased her down. Wu Mangmang ran so frantically that she lost a shoe, and a strand of her hair had come loose. When the sister grabbed it, tears welled up in Wu Mangmang's eyes from the pain.
Fortunately, she managed to break free. Just as she rushed out of the hotel entrance, she heard a screech of brakes. This was the second time Wu Mangmang had nearly become roadkill.
But Li Juan and her sister paid no mind. They ran over, ready to attack Wu Mangmang.
In desperation, Wu Mangmang didn't bother questioning the "reckless driver." Instead, she ran to the back seat and frantically knocked on the window. "Open up, open up!"
With a click, Wu Mangmang pulled the car door open and jumped inside just as Li Juan lunged forward, grabbing hold of Wu Mangmang's bag.
Wu Mangmang held onto her bag tightly, turning her head to shout, "Drive, drive now!"
It was like a midnight horror show.
But she finally managed to shake off Li Juan and her sister. Looking out the back window, Wu Mangmang saw Li Juan plop down on the ground and burst into loud sobs.
In her heart, Wu Mangmang could have strangled Xia Chenhe. She swore she would avenge this humiliation.
Only after turning back did Wu Mangmang remember she hadn't thanked the person in the car who had nearly run her over but had also saved her from disaster.
"Thank you so much just now..." Wu Mangmang began, turning her head as she spoke.
But the last two words died in her throat when she saw the other person's face. Trembling, she stammered, "Mr. Lu?"Who else could the person sitting beside her be but their dear uncle?
This should count as the closest contact between the two of them so far, right?
So close that Wu Mangmang could directly smell the alcohol on his breath. Actually, the alcohol scent was quite strong—she could have smelled it earlier, but her mind hadn’t been able to process it until now.
"I’m really sorry about earlier, Mr. Lu," Wu Mangmang felt like crying inside.
Truly, when you’re down on your luck, even drinking cold water can choke you. To encounter Lu Sui in such an absurd situation?!
"Hmm," Lu Sui responded casually.
Wu Mangmang didn’t understand the meaning of that "hmm." Was he confirming that she had indeed offended him?
Wu Mangmang inwardly berated herself.
Her earlier action of knocking on the window had indeed been too urgent and rough, and when she got in, she hadn’t immediately expressed her gratitude and respect.
Not to mention being mistaken for a mistress and getting beaten up on the street, all witnessed by Lu Sui.
Although Uncle might not be a gossipy busybody, there are no walls without cracks. If her circle of friends and girlfriends found out about this now, Wu Mangmang might as well give up on life.
"Mr. Lu, you saw everything earlier, right? Actually, I’m not..." Wu Mangmang forced herself to explain awkwardly.
But halfway through her explanation, she caught sight of Lu Sui’s completely unperturbed gaze and expression, and her heart instantly soured.
What was she thinking? Why would Lu Sui be interested in her messy affairs? Naturally, he wouldn’t be interested in hearing her explanations either.
Besides, this matter wasn’t something that could be explained clearly in a short time.
Wu Mangmang immediately changed the direction of her words. After giving the address of her apartment, she simply shut her mouth.
And then, as if her luck couldn’t get any worse, she saw her own wretched appearance reflected in Lu Sui’s pupils.
Her hair was disheveled, and her nurse’s cap was still crookedly perched on her head—truly resilient.
Her collar was open, exposing half of her chest right under someone’s gaze, with bloody scratch marks on her neck.
The shortened nurse’s skirt from sitting down revealed the hem of her safety shorts.
Utterly disheveled.
Wu Mangmang’s face flushed as she tugged her skirt down, but it quickly bounced back up.
The gaze beside her never wavered.
Wu Mangmang naturally knew she looked somewhat ridiculous right now, yet also somewhat enticing.
Bad women always seem to stir men’s desire to "ruin" them a little more.
Wu Mangmang mustered her courage and looked back.
She had to admit that Uncle God of Wealth was the most handsome man she had ever seen.
Wu Mangmang had once read a report stating that the world’s most widely recognized handsome men and beautiful women all shared one common trait.
That is, their faces are highly symmetrical.
Experiments where subjects were shown various photos and asked to pick the people they found attractive also proved this point.
From an evolutionary ecology perspective, faces that are symmetrical along the nasal bridge as the central line are considered beautiful because symmetry is a sign of good health, indicating fewer infections from viruses or parasites.
Such "healthy" individuals typically have an innate advantage in mate selection, as people tend to prefer pairing with "healthy" partners to produce offspring with superior genes.
So, it’s no wonder Uncle God of Wealth is so popular with women.
And a person’s eyes truly are the windows to the soul.
In Wu Mangmang’s eyes, Lu Sui’s eyes were exceptionally well-formed.
Clear and profound, pure yet serene.Yet the power concealed beneath this calm was even more startling.
Like the tranquil sea in the dead of night, one could never overlook the immense energy lurking behind it.
Under the pressure of this force, Wu Mangmang once again reflected on her actions that day.
“Um, Mr. Lu, I’m truly very sorry about today. At the banquet, I shouldn’t have made that joke about you.” Wu Mangmang tried hard to pretend she wasn’t wearing a nurse’s uniform but regular clothes instead.
But in Lu Sui’s eyes, the image that remained was still that of a seductive figure.
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