She discussed with the driver about separating Wang Jiahui and the so-called CEO Li, then dealing with them one by one. As for the drug applied to her arm, the driver assured her there was no need to worry, stating that the drug needed to penetrate the skin. She only needed to place thick tissues inside her sleeve to create a barrier.
After ensuring she wouldn't be threatened by the drug, she went downstairs to wait for Wang Jiahui's move.
As expected, she hadn't been downstairs for long before someone made a move.
Therefore, she remained downstairs, provocatively taunting, but Wang Jiahui, who was watching the show from upstairs, remained unfazed, occasionally chatting with the CEO Li next to him.
However, fortunately, her subsequent threat of calling the police finally alarmed the two people upstairs, and Wang Jiahui came down, giving the waiting driver on the second floor an opportunity.
She took the opportunity to follow Wang Jiahui, listening to him tirelessly paint a rosy picture, all to buy time for the driver on the other side.
Later, she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and then proceeded with the next step. She pretended to toast Wang Jiahui, but in reality, she intended to transfer the drug from her arm to him.
If they wanted to scheme against her, they needed to consider the consequences.
In her current identity, she had some backing.
"Madam, please rest assured. I can handle this. You should leave first. Master Wen..."
Before the driver could finish speaking, Fang Miaomiao waved at him. Her clear eyes were full of innocence. "Brother Driver, thank you so much for tonight. When I have the ability later, I will definitely repay you well."
"Madam, you are too kind."
Following the driver's instructions, Fang Miaomiao knew she couldn't stay in that place for too long. She obediently left the room and, under everyone's watchful eyes, departed the hotel.
However, as she cheerfully opened the car door, she discovered someone sitting inside.
Her smile instantly froze on her face.
Wen Zhiyan didn't miss her shock. A subtle curve appeared on the corner of his lips. "If you hadn't come in soon, you might have been trending again."
Fang Miaomiao quickly regained her composure and got into the car.
"You, why are you here?" Fang Miaomiao asked, puzzled.
Did the driver tell him?
Although she didn't mind, she still felt strange. Did the driver report her whereabouts to Wen Zhiyan every time she went somewhere? That would be no different from being monitored.
Wen Zhiyan glanced at Fang Miaomiao, who was leaning against the car door. "The driver told me. Don't blame him. You are my wife, the madam of the Wen family. If anything were to happen to you, it wouldn't be good for Wen's."
Fearing she might misunderstand, Wen Zhiyan added, "Normally, he's just a driver. He only calls me if there's danger."
"Oh, I see."
Hearing his explanation, the uncomfortable feeling significantly subsided.
After their exchange, silence fell once again in the car.
Fang Miaomiao was conflicted. Wen Zhiyan was helping her this time, so should she tell him about the problems with October Hotel? Should she warn him to pay more attention to October Hotel, or else something big would happen later?
But would he believe her if she told him? Their relationship wasn't so good that he would believe her one hundred percent just from listening to a recording.
"If there's anything you need to say, you can tell me, and we can discuss it together."
Wen Zhiyan was initially handling some affairs when the little spirit beside him was restless, occasionally looking at him with her eyes before quickly looking away.
It was as if she was afraid he would notice.
"Wen Zhiyan, did the driver say anything else to you?"
Since the conversation had opened up, Fang Miaomiao no longer wanted to hide it. It was better to go with the flow and give Wen Zhiyan some goodwill.
"For example?" Wen Zhiyan put down his work and looked at Fang Miaomiao seriously.
"For example... October Hotel."
Fang Miaomiao asked tentatively, not noticing that she had moved closer to Wen Zhiyan.
"October Hotel?" Wen Zhiyan's brows furrowed slightly.
October Hotel was a luxurious hotel he had recently opened, ranking among the top star-rated hotels in A City and even nationwide.
Because it was so successful, he hadn't managed it extensively. A year ago, he had directly handed over the management rights of October Hotel to his third brother, Wen Zhijia.
Why was she suddenly mentioning October Hotel?
However, the intelligent man connected Fang Miaomiao's recent experience with October Hotel and guessed the general idea.
"Are you implying that October Hotel was also involved in the frame-up by Wang Jiahui this time?" Wen Zhiyan's face darkened.
"If I were to guess even deeper, would you still believe me?" Fang Miaomiao held up her fingers and indicated a small amount.
"Tell me. If it turns out to be true, I will certainly not tolerate those behind it."
Fang Miaomiao then played the recording she had specifically made earlier in the car.
Upon hearing it, an eerie silence filled the car.
"Um, what about that..." Fang Miaomiao took a step back, leaning against the car door, and asked cautiously, "You're not thinking of silencing me, are you?"
Suddenly, a chuckle echoed in the air, breaking the quiet atmosphere.
"Apologies, Master Wen. I really couldn't help it." Xin Xuanlai, who was driving in front, immediately apologized.
"Xin Xuanlai, if this matter isn't clarified, you won't receive your bonus this month."
Xin Xuanlai: "..."
Indeed, it was not beneficial to expose oneself while watching a show.
"Yes." Xin Xuanlai immediately became serious and asked with doubt, "However, Chairman, could there be some misunderstanding involved?"
As the chairman's secretary and personal assistant, he met with Manager Wen several times a month. Manager Wen was always amiable and never made things difficult for them, the working staff, whenever they met.
"Xin Xuanlai, the business world is like a battlefield."
After hearing Fang Miaomiao's words, he hadn't believed it at first. However, combined with his third brother's recent unusual behavior, he felt a vague sense of unease.
Once the seed of suspicion was planted, it would grow. Rather than suspecting like this, it was better to investigate thoroughly.
If it turned out to be false, he would naturally apologize to his third brother. If it were true, then he wouldn't be blamed for not considering their brotherhood.
"Understood, Chairman."
Fang Miaomiao was very sleepy, especially in a comfortable and relatively safe environment.
As she slept, Fang Miaomiao, like a slippery loach, moved to Wen Zhiyan's side in the blink of an eye, pouted her lips, and leaned against his shoulder, falling into a deep sleep.
Feeling the sudden weight on his shoulder, Wen Zhiyan's fingers paused from typing on the keyboard.
He glanced sideways at Fang Miaomiao, who was sleeping soundly, and a smile crept onto his lips. This person, who had appeared from nowhere, seemed to want equal treatment when awake, but he clearly saw the distance in her eyes towards him.
And when she slept at night, she became like a tiger, possessively occupying his bed and clinging to him like an octopus, making it difficult for him to even move.