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Chapter 66 Why are you yelling so loudly if there's nothing wrong?

Li Sui entered the lobby, where there was a receptionist and a hostess at the entrance.

A woman in a cheongsam, who had already seen what was happening outside, walked over with a sweet smile: "Miss, it seems this is your first time here. Please come with me. We have a private room in the South Garden; all the other rooms are booked."

See? He's very sensible. When he saw Li Sui being let in, and seeing that she was a complete stranger, he didn't mention the appointment at all.

The fact that the bodyguards were willing to let him go means that this guest is someone of great importance.

Li Sui was a little anxious, but he knew that if he said he needed to find someone now, it would be a matter of customer privacy, and the girl might not tell him.

So she nodded and was led by the girl, looking around the whole way.

The rooms here are mostly private rooms that prioritize privacy, with all the antique-style doors closed.

The woman in the cheongsam led Li Sui through a corridor lined with flowers, occasionally bumping into two guests along the way.

However, most of them were dressed casually and were chatting and laughing.

Until a thunderous roar erupted: "Mi Yunjie, you shameless bastard! You dare to meet your mistress behind my back! You son of a bitch, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations…"

Li Sui was shocked.

In contrast, the woman in the cheongsam remained calm, clearly used to this situation, and even smiled as she said to Li Sui, "It's alright, Miss, you don't need to worry."

Li Sui: “…”

She wasn't worried; she just hadn't expected to actually encounter someone catching her in the act of adultery in a place like this!

It's really hard to imagine that such a scene would happen in such a quiet place.

Yes, stereotypes can be deadly.

They had just said not to worry, but as soon as the two of them took a step forward, the door of the private room in front of them was suddenly opened, and a man was thrown out, groaning and crying, and he happened to be blocking Li Sui and the girl in the cheongsam.

The woman in the cheongsam instinctively stood in front of Li Sui, and when she turned around, her smile remained unchanged: "Miss, it's alright, you don't need to worry!"

"Snapped--"

A woman rushed out of the house and slapped the man.

"You eat my food, spend my money, and you still dare to use my money to find a mistress outside? You've got some nerve!"

To be honest, this woman is actually quite pretty.

She was clearly a wealthy young woman with a plump and voluptuous figure, possessing long, curly hair.

Of course, coupled with her ferocious expression at this moment, it somewhat ruined her overall demeanor.

A woman with her head down then came out of the house. She didn't seem to be hurt, but she was very thin.

Extremely thin, the kind of thin where you can barely see any flesh on your arms.

Now Li Sui understood why this man had a mistress even though he had a beautiful wife.

Are there really such big differences in aesthetics regarding feelings?
"Ouch, honey, stop hitting me, stop hitting me... Don't you even know where you are?"

"Do I need to pick a place to hit you?!"

The woman grabbed the man's hair and, taking a moment to yell at the mistress behind her, "Get out of here right now, don't make me feel annoyed."

The woman left quickly.

Li Sui nodded with satisfaction.

That's right. Now that we know where the root of the problem lies, we should address it at its source.

Seeing that they were blocking the way, the woman tossed her hair, letting Li Sui and the girl in the cheongsam pass: "Let's go."

The woman in the cheongsam had a sweet smile and a composed demeanor, and politely thanked her, saying, "Thank you, Miss Sun."

Ms. Sun nodded, pointed at the man in her hand, and said, "I want a divorce from him. If he comes, I'll kick him out."

The girl nodded: "Okay, Miss Sun."

Li Sui was amazed.

I don't know if I was amazed by Ms. Sun's domineering presence or by the restaurant's ever-present composure of the hostess.

Everyone seemed to be in good spirits. But upon hearing the word "divorce," the man panicked: "Wife, I was so wrong, she seduced me first..."

Before she could finish speaking, she received another crisp slap: "She seduced you and you fell for it? Are you that shameless? What does she see in a gigolo like you? It's all because I'm rich. You think she likes you? She likes my money!"

"If it weren't for my mother, I would never have married you, you idiot!"

Li Sui was inwardly agitated and wanted to stay and watch the excitement, but reason told her that finding the Weaver Girl was the priority.

Aside from the people in the private room, the few guests who occasionally passed by on the street all stopped to watch the excitement.

These wealthy people aren't necessarily more cultured than her; they can even laugh out loud while watching others make a fool of themselves.

Although she wanted to laugh too.

Unfortunately, I don't have time to laugh now, and I'm even a little worried about how to find the Weaver Girl.

At this moment, the benefits of a strong network of connections became apparent again, and Zhou Jiao sent another message.

They are in room 666 of the South Campus.

Li Sui was very touched and said she would definitely treat Zhou Jiao to a nice meal when she got back!

Each door has a number plate hanging on it.

As Li Sui looked around, he noticed that most of the numbers here were auspicious.

However, this floor has a four-digit price tag.

Li Sui directly asked the girl in the cheongsam, "Where is Nanyuan 666?"

The girl paused for a moment: "It's upstairs."

Li Sui happened to see the stairs right in front of him.

She took a step and ran upstairs. The girl in the cheongsam was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Panicked for a moment, she could only hurry after him.

When Li Sui arrived on the second floor, she followed the number signs and soon saw Nan Yuan 666.

Just as Li Sui reached the door and pushed it open, before she could even catch her breath, she heard a bloodcurdling scream from inside.

"what!!"

The voice was unfamiliar and sorrowful.

Upon hearing this, Li Sui became anxious. Looking up, he saw Zhi Niang sitting behind the large table, her elbows resting on the table, leisurely twirling a cup.

When Li Sui arrived, she smiled warmly, and under the warm light, her eyes sparkled with a captivating charm.

Sure enough, a fat, middle-aged man with big ears was covering his eyes and wailing nearby.

Needless to say, this must be General Manager He.

Before Li Sui could even reprimand the weaver, seeing that the situation was beyond saving, she cried out in anguish, "President He, what's wrong, President He? You absolutely can't be hurt, President He!"

His voice was so mournful that it sounded even more sorrowful than Mr. He's.

Mr. He raised his head, and his fat face was covered in tears. His small eyes could not see who it was, and he could only see that it was a little blurry.

But you could hear the despair in the woman's voice.

He Anming didn't know who the other person was, but he felt that the voice must be concerned about him, which moved him deeply.

He Anming quickly covered his eyes and comforted him, saying, "It's nothing, it's just pepper spray that got in your eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.

He Anming then came to his senses and cautiously asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"Why are you yelling so loudly if there's nothing wrong? You're screaming like a pig being slaughtered, it scared me so much I thought you were going to die!"

She really thought she was late.

He Anming: "?"

What do you mean by that?!
(End of this chapter)