spring bite mark

Chapter 2 A Night Meeting with Three Women
The afternoon sun was a bit too bright.

Surrounded by a convoy of bodyguards, Jiang Manman headed towards the hotel. Outside the car window, the air was warm and inviting, but she couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart.

She paused for a moment, then called her legal team, her voice cool and calm: "Draft a divorce agreement and send it to the Universal Hotel."

After half an hour.

At the entrance of the Universal Hotel.

Shen Zongqian was already waiting at the gate. As soon as Jiang Manman got out of the car, he immediately stepped forward and respectfully greeted her in a soft voice, "Madam."

Jiang Manman's voice was soft and gentle, revealing no emotion: "Who was he sharing a room with?"

Shen Zongqian followed her closely as she walked towards the hotel: "There are three."

Jiang Manman paused in her steps: "How many?"

Shen Zongqian didn't dare look Jiang Manman in the eye: "Three."

Jiang Manman: "..."

She steadied herself and asked softly, "Did he ask you out first?"

"No, it's the Zhu family in the capital. Young Master Zhu specially organized this game for the BOSS." Shen Zongqian kept his eyes downcast and focused on his own thoughts. "He said it was a card game."

Of the six super-powerful families in the capital, the eldest son of the Zhu family is the most extravagant. Jiang Manman paused for a moment, then said, "The names of those three women."

Shen Zongqian braced himself and said three names.

Jiang Manman's almond-shaped eyes flickered slightly. Very good, they were all beautiful and knew how to please men. She was calmer than ever before, and spoke rationally:
"Where has the progress reached?"

Shen Zongqian's expression finally changed; he wanted to speak but didn't know how.

Jiang Manman glanced at him: "How can I offer a solution if you don't explain clearly?"

Shen Zongqian's face was tense: "The bodyguards are guarding the door, I don't know what's going on inside. But..."

Seeing that he was about to fall silent again, Jiang Manman raised an eyebrow and asked, "Hmm?"

“But, during that time, I delivered clothes to him once and disposed of a batch of clothes for him.” Shen Zongqian hesitated before speaking. “The clothes I delivered were his spare clothes. The clothes I disposed of were those three women’s clothes—the BOSS told me to throw them in the trash.”

Jiang Manman said "Oh," and added, "You're quite adept at it."

"Perhaps there was some misunderstanding," Shen Zongqian quickly smoothed things over. "The BOSS is not the kind of person who can just latch onto any woman."

That's not entirely wrong. In the elite circles of the capital, who isn't of higher status and position than these three women today? Yet, after all these years, they still yearn for Yan Changye but cannot have him, loving and hating him to the point of madness.

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, let's talk about it later." Jiang Manman smiled noncommittally, becoming increasingly calm. "How many photos have been circulated, and to what extent have they been leaked?"

"A few photos of the BOSS entering the hotel and three women coming out to greet him have been leaked. They weren't very revealing, and I've already taken them down," Shen Zongqian said. "But I'm not sure if the whistleblower has any other photos. Those photos from this morning, before they've spread widely, have already caused a slight tremor in the stock market."

"Okay, I understand." Jiang Manman didn't ask any more questions and instructed the group of bodyguards behind her, "Guard all the passages, especially the media. Don't let a single one in."

"Okay, ma'am."

The bodyguards dispersed.

Jiang Manman followed Shen Zongqian to the presidential suite where Yan Changye was staying. At the entrance of the suite, four bodyguards stood guard with cold expressions. When they saw Jiang Manman, their expressions changed slightly.

Jiang Manman looked at the closed door: "Swipe the card."

Shen Zongqian silently took out the room key, then hesitated: "Madam, I dare not."

Jiang Manman picked up the room key and opened the door with a beep.

An extremely cold aura wafted out of the room.

Inside the extremely cold suite, at an upscale mahjong table, Yan Changye and three women were genuinely playing cards. The weather was still chilly despite the fluctuating temperatures; their villa was always kept warm, but in this hotel with its ambiguous layout, the zero-degree air conditioning vents hissed out, making Jiang Manman feel as if she had stepped into an ice cave.

At the mahjong table, Yan Changye, wearing a black cashmere coat over his thin shirt, was casually drawing tiles with a hint of indifference in his expression.

The other three women, however, were clearly not as relaxed and carefree as before. They were all dressed in close-fitting clothes, their skin covered in goosebumps from the cold, their faces pale, and their teeth chattering, but they dared not utter a single complaint and obediently played cards with him.

Jiang Manman: "..."

Even Shen Zongqian, who was used to seeing his boss's many faces, was caught off guard at this moment.

Things seem to be going in a more bizarre way than expected.

Yan Changye paused for a couple of seconds the moment the door opened. Then his delicate peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed:
"lady?"

Jiang Manman gestured for Shen Zongqian to close the door. Then, she glanced around and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Playing cards, huh?" Yan Changye casually pointed to a table of mahjong tiles, his tone slightly teasing. "I got a little too excited last night, so I came out for some fresh air."

Jiang Manman looked at him without saying a word.

Yan Changye's gaze fell on Shen Zongqian behind her, as if he had realized something: "You guys are... here to catch them cheating?"

Shen Zongqian quickly said, "Your photos have already been circulated online, so I asked my wife to urge you to come home."

"Are you crazy?" Yan Changye looked at him like he was an idiot. "Why didn't you just knock on the door and call me? Why did you have to call my wife here?"

Jiang Manman gave an "oh" and casually glanced at the other three women: "If you hadn't called me, I wouldn't have been able to see this sensual scene."

"What do you mean by 'vibrant and fragrant'?" Yan Changye paused for a moment. "Those few are not good at playing cards, but they are skilled at taking off their clothes. They insisted that they were hot, so I just turned on the air conditioning to teach them a lesson."

Jiang Manman looked at the three women who were only wearing tight-fitting tank tops, and then at the shameless man, and for a moment she didn't know who to curse for being shameless.

Looking at the several women who were already numb with cold, Shen Zongqian thought to himself that this was not just a simple lesson learned. They had even thrown away their clothes. If they had arrived any later, they probably would have had to call an ambulance.

Jiang Manman ignored Yan Changye's explanation and simply instructed Shen Zongqian: "Send them out, make sure they aren't photographed. Keep an eye on the internet, and if you find any photos of your boss, immediately summon the media that took them."

"Okay, ma'am."

Shen Zongqian opened the door, and the three women, as if granted a pardon, disregarded all decorum, bowed their heads, and followed Shen Zongqian out the door, trembling all over.

Yan Changye turned off the air conditioning, gracefully rose from the mahjong table, casually took off his coat, and draped it over Jiang Manman, his voice tinged with affection:

"It's cold today, and they didn't even bother to wear more clothes when they went out to catch their partner cheating."

Jiang Manman felt like she had punched cotton.

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything reckless." With no outsiders around, Yan Changye spoke a little more incoherently. He lowered his head and said softly, "It's been sealed ever since it came out of your body this morning!"

Jiang Manman felt a little ashamed and her tone became a bit harsher: "Yan Changye, can't you say something clean and honest?"

"Just teasing you." Yan Changye opened his arms and hugged her tightly. "Since you've come all this way, how about we have lunch together? There's a really authentic roast goose place nearby."

Before Jiang Manman could speak, the sound of orderly footsteps echoed outside the door. Then, several lawyers walked in:

"Madam, the divorce agreement has been drafted. Please take a look."

The air suddenly became still.

Yan Changye's originally nonchalant expression gradually turned cold.

He lowered his head slightly and stared at Jiang Manman for a long while, his beautiful peach blossom eyes revealing no emotion.

Jiang Manman reached out from Yan Changye's arms and calmly broke the silence: "Give it to me."

Yan Changye snatched the agreement away without even looking at it, and instead stared at Jiang Manman with a deep gaze: "Madam, what do you mean?"

Jiang Manman's voice was calm, "On the way here, I thought a lot. The constant stimulation you bring me every few days makes me very uncomfortable."

"What kind of excitement?" Yan Changye asked her leisurely, "In bed?"

“No.” Jiang Manman pursed her lips. “For example, just now, being alone in a room with three women, or a few days ago when you went to the capital and beat up the grandson of the Xie family, who then came to make trouble for me. Yan Changye, you’re too much of a troublemaker.”

Yan Changye stared at her intently for a long while: "You want a divorce?"

Jiang Manman did not answer directly: "I think we might consider trying to separate."

Yan Changye scoffed softly, slowly releasing her. A faint smile curved his lips as he sighed meaningfully, "After five years of marriage, this is the first time you've brought up divorce with me."

Jiang Manman didn't know how to respond.

"But since you've brought up this word, whatever your initial intention, I think we need to talk about something else first." Yan Changye became more serious, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Jiang Manman had a bad feeling: "What is it?"

Yan Changye didn't look at her again, but instead looked at the legal team beside him, casually tapping his finger on the armrest of the sofa:

"Put the divorce on hold and help me with another case first."

The lawyers sat up straight: "Chairman, please speak."

"I want to sue Jiang Manman."

(End of this chapter)