Chapter 787 -788: Trap
Early in the morning, accompanied by the ringing of the ancient bells from Paris Cathedral, a stream of bright sunlight poured into Songwu Manor,
Jiang Wanze slowly got up, rubbing his temple which ached intensely due to a hangover, still dazed, when a faint sound of crying entered his ears.
He suddenly turned around and saw a woman with her hands clasped around her knees, her long hair messy, incessantly sobbing while crouching in the corner of the bed, her body trembling faintly.
His mind instantly cleared.
He picked up his clothes and got out of bed, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, his expression wary as he looked at her, “Who are you?”
Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he had seen his share of bed-climbing scenes but this was the first time someone had climbed into his bed while he was drunk, and now it was morning, the night had passed, and he had no idea what had happened…
The woman slowly lifted her head, her delicate and beautiful face covered in tear stains, looking utterly tragic, as if she had been subjected to tremendous bullying.
Upon seeing her face, Jiang Wanze was instantly startled.
Luo Yuwei!
How could it be her, and why was she in his bed?
Luo Yuwei’s grip on the blanket slightly loosened, revealing a shocking patch of red on the bedsheet. Jiang Wanze’s pupils contracted as he saw the red and looked down to find a scattered mess of clothes on the ground, a torn dress, a sprawled belt, disordered shoes, and… a shattered jade pendant.
He walked over with tense expression and picked up the jade pendant, upon seeing the irrevocably broken jade pendant, his eyes filled with turmoil.
Broken, how could it have broken…
The first thing he did upon waking up was not to comfort her, but to inspect that jade pendant, just a piece of broken jade, and it was more important than her, a living person?
Behind the man, the woman’s pitiful face showed a hint of hatred, her fingers tightly clutching the sheets, as if she wanted to tear them apart.
“Wanze, last night I was walking in the hallway, passing by room 307 when you suddenly burst out of the room, reeking of alcohol, embraced me, and then… you were too strong, I couldn’t resist, afterward…”
She cried while intermittently recounting the events of last night, her crying growing louder towards the end. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
And the man holding the jade pendant also recalled that fragmented piece of memory.
He remembered he was drinking, his mind full of Ye Xian, thinking about it until his mind grew foggy, and he actually went looking for him, but then he found…
It turns out the person he found wasn’t Ye Xian.
Jiang Wanze gripped the broken jade pendant tightly, the jagged edges of the shattered pieces sharply cutting into his skin, drawing spots of fresh blood.
How could this happen?
He had ended up doing the thing he despised the most, the thing he looked down upon the most.
Watching the regret and pain on his face, Luo Yuwei quickly spoke in a soft voice, “Wanze, don’t worry, I won’t cling to you, this matter… can’t entirely be blamed on you, you were drunk, not in your right mind, so…”
“Is twenty million enough?”
The man spoke, and Luo Yuwei’s face turned pale in an instant.
“…What, what did you say?”
“Name your price.”
Disbelieving, Luo Yuwei looked at him, “Wanze… what do you take me for?”
“It doesn’t matter who you are, the mistake was mine initially, but since it happened, we need to find a reasonable way to resolve this.”
A reasonable way, meaning settling it with money?
“I don’t need money.”
Luo Yuwei’s restrained crying carried a hint of self-mockery and forcing herself to be strong, involuntarily inducing a sense of guilt in the listener.
Jiang Wanze held the jade pendant, rubbed his aching head, and got up.



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