The love hotel was located in a somewhat remote area, but this didn’t hinder the constant flow of people nearby, since the city’s famous bar street and entertainment district were not far away.

When Wu Mangmang arrived at the hotel glowing with purple magical light at dawn, she was still quite hesitant.

After excitement, the brain would eventually clear up.

She glanced into her bag—pepper spray, chili water, and special smoke agent that could trigger the hotel’s fire alarm if she encountered danger. Combined with her own martial arts skills, theoretically she should be completely safe.

The job was already accepted, leaving no room for Wu Mangmang’s hesitation. The website had also called to confirm.

This job was the first one in a long time that truly interested Wu Mangmang.

According to the client, an older, desperate-to-marry divorced woman was pestering him too persistently, so he needed Wu Mangmang to play his girlfriend to completely discourage the woman.

But why they had to come to a love hotel still puzzled Wu Mangmang.

It was precisely this confusion, this “detective instinct” developed from reading too many mystery novels, that made Wu Mangmang increasingly excited about this job, leading her to knowingly walk into danger.

In truth, smart people often destroy themselves through their own cleverness.

The themed hotel wasn’t very tall, with very few rooms. It was said you needed to book at least a month in advance to get a room.

Mr. Xia, who had placed the order, had booked a room on the second floor.

Wu Mangmang had never been to a love hotel, so she was inevitably extremely curious. The entire lighting was dim with suggestive undertones, appearing bizarre and otherworldly, giving Wu Mangmang the feeling of entering another world.

The lobby manager approached her, explaining that this month’s theme activity was “Uniform Temptation.”

Wu Mangmang silently exclaimed “Oh my God,” her excitement triggered.

No wonder men liked coming to such hotels.

In the hotel’s designated changing room, Wu Mangmang changed into a brand-new white nurse uniform, the cost already included in the room fee.

Even if she had to pay herself, with Miss Wu’s performance-loving personality, she would probably swipe her card readily.

The nurse uniform’s skirt was so short it barely covered her thighs. Fortunately, Wu Mangmang had prepared in advance and wore safety shorts.

The waist-cinching design almost strangled her to death. Even Wu Mangmang with her standard figure had to puff out her chest and suck in her stomach to manage.

But the neckline was unexpectedly high and buttoned up tightly, presenting a kind of abstinent beauty.

Wu Mangmang marveled that today’s themed hotels were truly incredible, with such strong design sense.

Wu Mangmang adjusted the white cap in front of the mirror. The cap was secured with clips, and she shook her head left and right—very stable.

When Xia Chenhe heard the doorbell and opened the door, his eyes nearly went straight.

These legs were simply too long and straight. The white lace-trimmed stockings only reached mid-thigh, revealing a small section of fair thigh between them and the skirt hem, so luminously white and translucent you could barely distinguish where the stockings ended and skin began.

“Mr. Xia.” Wu Mangmang called out. She had already seen Xia Chenhe’s photo, so she called out with certainty.

However, under his direct gaze, Wu Mangmang opened WeChat and sent a voice message to the website right in front of Xia Chenhe, confirming safe arrival and that she had met the client.

“Sorry, we need to constantly report our safety information to the website.” Wu Mangmang smiled at Xia Chenhe.

Xia Chenhe embarrassedly pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, smiled awkwardly, and invited Wu Mangmang into the room.

“I’m really sorry, I didn’t expect Miss Angela to be so beautiful…” Xia Chenhe paused, “and professional.”

“As it should be.” Wu Mangmang always had strong professional responsibility as an actress.

Both were very polite, sitting face to face about ten feet apart.

Wu Mangmang refused all tea and beverages offered—she had brought her own mineral water.

Xia Chenhe seemed somewhat shy, simply explaining, “She should be coming soon.”

Wu Mangmang nodded.

Her attention was already frozen by the hospital bed in the room. On the bedside table were stethoscopes and other classic medical equipment. Above the bed hung suspension rings, normally used to support fractured patients’ legs, but here they were decidedly inappropriate for minors.

Wu Mangmang marveled at the themed hotel’s professionalism. If she didn’t know better, she might have thought this was actually a hospital room.

Just without the medicinal smell.

However, the current situation was quite bizarre. Although she was supposed to play the girlfriend, the atmosphere was unmistakably that of an affair, making Wu Mangmang frown.

But she still sent another safety report via WeChat.

Immediately after, the doorbell rang.

Wu Mangmang stood up and quickly got into character, standing beside Xia Chenhe.

Xia Chenhe took off his shirt and wrapped himself in a bathrobe before going to answer the door.

Xia Chenhe cautiously asked, “Who is it?”

“Room service,” answered a female voice from outside.

Xia Chenhe and Wu Mangmang exchanged glances. He made a gesture indicating he would open the door, and Wu Mangmang nodded.

Just as Xia Chenhe opened the door a crack, it was suddenly pushed open forcefully from outside. Xia Chenhe was pushed back two steps by the force and sat down hard on the floor.

A weak scholar, pale as a plucked chicken.

Two barrel-waisted middle-aged women burst in.

“Husband, how could you do this to me! I knew you were here with some vixen!” one woman roared furiously.

Wu Mangmang was indeed a vixen, and quite a charming one at that.

But what was this situation? Wasn’t it supposed to be a clingy leftover woman? How did this scene look like a wife catching her husband in adultery?

Before Wu Mangmang could react, she had already been slapped across the face.

“You shameless slut, seducing my husband, aren’t you afraid of rotting…” The subsequent curses were words Wu Mangmang had never even heard.

The woman was hitting, cursing, and jumping around as she pounced on Wu Mangmang. Wu Mangmang applied force to her hands, wanting to fight back, but she had already realized something was wrong.

The other woman in jeans who had followed in also came to help, “Shameless bitch, raised by mother but not taught by mother… if you like men so much, go be a prostitute, what’s the point of seducing other people’s husbands?”

Even Wu Mangmang, stupid as she was, knew what had happened. Feeling guilty, she loosened her grip. The woman before her was crying uncontrollably, looking hysterical yet heartbroken.

At this moment, Xia Chenhe also ran over, shouting loudly, “Angela, run quickly!”

Wu Mangmang naturally had to run—women driven mad by catching adultery had extraordinary fighting power.

“How could you do this to me! I’ll beat you adulterous pair to death!” Xia Chenhe’s wife cried and shouted. Though she said “pair,” she was obviously only targeting the “adulteress.”

“Sorry, Li Juan, sorry, I was just confused for a moment. She seduced me.” Xia Chenhe pleaded bitterly.

Wu Mangmang, who had just run to the door, instantly understood—this was a honey trap.

The gentleman-looking scoundrel had found someone who wasn’t actually a mistress to play the mistress. Though she didn’t know the purpose, this acting was simply slapping Wu Mangmang in the face.

But there was no time for Wu Mangmang to think further. Two burly middle-aged women truly had extraordinary fighting power. If she ran a bit slower, she’d get clawed on the neck.

Fortunately, her hair was all tucked in the cap, otherwise if it got grabbed, her scalp would definitely be torn off.

“I’m not his mistress!” Wu Mangmang shouted while protecting her head.

Unfortunately, no one would believe her. Even she knew that with her outfit, who would believe it?

Could this be considered the eagle hunter getting pecked in the eye by the eagle?

Wu Mangmang frantically opened the door. Her collar was grabbed from behind, and after some pulling, several buttons fell off, her neckline gaping open, nearly exposing half her chest.

How frustrating!

But if Wu Mangmang had to fight two women, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

First, women fighting was too underhanded—hair pulling, spitting, attacking wherever was sensitive. This kind of fighting was really disgraceful.

Second, how could Wu Mangmang bear to fight back? They were catching adultery. Although she hadn’t done anything, being in a compromising situation was her own fault, and being stupid was also her own fault.

Wu Mangmang could only grab her bag and rush downstairs.

The woman called Li Juan and her sister had already chased down. Wu Mangmang ran so fast she lost a shoe. Wu Mangmang’s hair had come loose in strands, and when that sister grabbed it, she pulled so hard Wu Mangmang’s tears came out.

Fortunately, she still broke free. Just as she rushed out of the hotel entrance, she heard a sharp “screech” of brakes. This was Wu Mangmang’s second time nearly becoming a casualty under someone’s car.

But Li Juan and her sister didn’t care about any of this, running over to beat Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang was also desperate. Without bothering to question the “hit-and-run driver,” she ran to the back seat and knocked on the car window frantically, “Open up, open up!”

With a click, just as Wu Mangmang pulled open the car door and got in, Li Juan had already pounced over and grabbed Wu Mangmang’s bag.

Wu Mangmang gripped her bag tightly, turning her head to shout, “Drive quickly, drive quickly!”

It was like a midnight thriller.

But they finally shook off the Li Juan sisters. Wu Mangmang looked out the rear window and saw Li Juan sitting on the ground, beginning to wail.

In her heart, Wu Mangmang almost wanted to strangle Xia Chenhe to death. This revenge must be taken.

Turning around again, Wu Mangmang remembered she hadn’t thanked the benefactor in the car who had nearly hit her but then saved her from fire and water.

“Thank you so much just now…” Wu Mangmang said while turning around.

But the last two words stuck in her throat when she saw the other person’s face, her voice trembling, “Mr. Lu?”

The person sitting beside her was none other than our Uncle Lu.

This should be their closest contact recently, right?

So close that Wu Mangmang could directly smell the alcohol on his breath. Actually, the alcohol smell was quite strong—she could have smelled it earlier, but her mind hadn’t had time to process these details.

“I’m really sorry just now, Mr. Lu.” Wu Mangmang felt like crying.

When you’re unlucky, even drinking cold water gets stuck in your teeth. In such a bizarre situation, the person she encountered was actually Lu Sui?!

“Mm.” Lu Sui responded casually.

Wu Mangmang didn’t understand what “mm” meant. Was he confirming that she had indeed offended him?

Wu Mangmang secretly regretted.

Her window-knocking action had indeed been too urgent and rude, and when she got in, she hadn’t immediately expressed gratitude and respect.

Also, being treated as a mistress and beaten in the street had been witnessed by Lu Sui.

Although Uncle might not be a gossipy busybody, there are no walls that don’t leak. If her circle of friends and girlfriends knew about this, Wu Mangmang really couldn’t show her face anymore.

“Mr. Lu, you saw everything just now, right? Actually, I’m not…” Wu Mangmang awkwardly tried to explain with a forced smile.

But halfway through her explanation, seeing Lu Sui’s completely unmoved eyes and expression, Wu Mangmang suddenly felt disgusted with herself.

She really was something—how would Lu Sui be interested in knowing about her mess? Naturally, he had no interest in hearing her explanations either.

Besides, this matter couldn’t be explained clearly in a short time.

Wu Mangmang immediately changed course mid-sentence, gave her apartment address, then simply shut up.

Then, unfortunately, she saw her current ghostly appearance reflected in Lu Sui’s pupils.

Disheveled hair, the nurse cap still sitting crookedly on her head—quite resilient.

Collar open, half her chest exposed under someone’s gaze, with bloody scratch marks on her neck.

The nurse skirt, shortened by sitting, revealed half of her safety shorts’ leg openings.

Very bedraggled.

Wu Mangmang’s face burned as she pulled her skirt hem down, but it quickly bounced back up.

The gaze beside her never looked away.

Wu Mangmang naturally knew she looked somewhat ridiculous now, but also somewhat appetizing.

Bad women always aroused men’s desire to “ruin” them a bit more.

Wu Mangmang gathered courage and looked back.

She had to admit that Financial God Uncle was the most handsome person she’d ever seen.

Wu Mangmang had once read a report saying that handsome men and beautiful women recognized by most people worldwide all had one thing in common.

That was perfectly symmetrical faces.

Results from experiments where test subjects were given various photos and asked to select people they found attractive also proved this point.

From an evolutionary ecological perspective, faces symmetrical along the nose bridge appear beautiful because symmetry indicates health—less infection by viruses or parasites.

Such “healthy” people usually have natural advantages in mate selection, as everyone tends to pair with “healthy” people to produce offspring with superior genes.

So it made sense that Financial God Uncle was very popular with women.

A person’s eyes truly are windows to the soul.

In Wu Mangmang’s view, Lu Sui’s eyes were absolutely perfect.

Clear yet profound, limpid yet serene.

But the power hidden beneath that calm was even more alarming.

Like the calm sea at night, you could never ignore the enormous energy behind it.

Under the pressure of this force, Wu Mangmang reflected on her behavior today once again.

“Um, Mr. Lu, I’m really very sorry about today. At the banquet, I shouldn’t have joked about you.” Wu Mangmang tried hard to pretend she was wearing normal clothes instead of a nurse uniform.

But Lu Sui’s eyes still reflected the image of a seductive temptress.