nycdaug Chapter 225 I was tricked (1)
Chapter 225 I was tricked (1)
"You!" Meng Xinyu's face turned ashen with anger.
"Miss Yan, is it? Xinyu and I have disturbed you. This meal is on me, consider it as us becoming friends." Qin Yun spoke up at the right time to help Meng Xinyu out of the predicament.
Yan Zuozuo opened her mouth, about to speak, but was stopped by Fisher, "Miss Qin, can't you see that Zuozuo and Miss Meng don't get along? Don't you think your words are ridiculous?"
Qin Yun stiffened, her face flushed with embarrassment. She bit her lip and said, "I've been back for so long, and you haven't even officially met me yet. Can't you treat this meal to my welcome-back dinner and grant me this small request?"
Fisher scoffed: "Do I have that obligation?"
“Even if we break up, we can still be friends. Besides, I’ve already decided to join Fan Hua Design. We’ll all be colleagues from now on. As the director, how can we work together if you keep rejecting me like this?” Seeing that his pleading tactics weren’t working, Qin Yun immediately changed to a serious expression and said.
Yan Zuozuo was stunned and looked at Qin Yun in astonishment. Qin Yun, who was known as the golden couple of the design world with Fisher, was also going to join Fanhua Design. What's going on with Fanhua Design this year? They're just recruiting a bunch of dabblers. Is this their way of entering the international market?
However, when Fisher heard her say she wanted to stay, his face darkened. "How long are you going to keep this up? Why don't you go back to America?"
"I'm being unreasonable?" Qin Yun swayed, as if unable to bear the accusation. "We've known each other for so many years, when have I ever been unreasonable with you? I just want to stay in China to work, am I wrong?"
Fisher gave a cold laugh: "Are you sure you want to give up everything in America and go back to work in the US? Stay at this little-known company, Fan Hua Design?" His eyes were sharp, as if he could see right through people.
He shook his head: "You're willing to sacrifice anything to get the chief designer position. What have you been working towards all this? Qin Yun, I know you too well. You would never give up everything in America. You just want me back by your side to walk the path you want to take."
Fisher was telling the truth, and Qin Yun was speechless for a moment. But it was precisely because of this that she became somewhat embarrassed and angry, "Since you don't trust me at all, why don't you let me stay and let time prove whether I'm sincere or not?"
"Whether you're sincere or not is meaningless to me now. You should just go back to America," Fisher sneered.
“How could it be meaningless? What I did back then was indeed inappropriate, but isn’t that normal in America? I can turn a blind eye to the women around you, so why can’t you forgive me this time? Besides, I did it for our future.”
Fisher's sarcasm deepened: "You're doing this for yourself, don't drag me into it. I have nothing to do with you anymore, and I don't want anything to do with you anymore."
Qin Yun gritted her teeth and stared intently at him. "If that's really the case, then why won't you let me stay? If you truly have no feelings for me, you don't need to be afraid of me staying!"
Qin Yun was confident. She reached out and stroked Fisher's cheek. She thought, how could she just let go of a five-year relationship? He still had feelings for her in his heart. The more he cared, the more afraid he was of getting hurt, which was why he pushed her away.
Fisher coldly pushed Qin Yun's hand away, his gaze towards her now indifferent. "If you have to stay to put my mind at ease, then so be it. But I'm warning you, you'd better not try anything underhanded behind my back. I'm not one to be sentimental!"
Qin Yun didn't speak, she just stared at him intently. As long as she stayed by his side, she was confident that she could regain her place in his heart.
The meal ended in an awkward atmosphere. Yan Zuozuo was about to pay the bill, but Fisher stopped her, going to the front desk to settle the payment and telling her to wait for him at the door. Just then, her phone rang; it was Fu Zixin calling.
She answered the phone quickly: "Zixin, what's up?"
However, there was no sound of Fu Zixin on the other end of the phone, only a noisy and chaotic noise, like in a bar.
"Zixin, Zixin...where are you? Talk to me!" Yan Zuozuo's heart tightened, worried that something had happened to Fu Zixin. "Zixin?" she called urgently.
After a long pause, a man's crude voice came from the other end of the phone, "I own this whole bar street. What's a newly opened 'Shangri-La' compared to me? I'm taking this woman away today, and I'd like to see who dares to stop me!"
Bar street, Shangri-La?
Yan Zuozuo trembled: "Zixin, say something, are you in Xianglige? I'm right now... Hello, hello..." Before she could finish speaking, the call was cut off.
Has something happened to Fu Zixin?
Yan Zuozuo quickly hailed a taxi and headed towards the bar street. Her mind was in turmoil. She had originally wanted to inform Su Kang, but she worried that Fu Zixin had argued with Su Kang and was therefore drowning her sorrows at the bar. If Su Kang found out, it would be even worse.
She kept urging the driver to hurry up, while calling Fisher, "Director, I'm sorry, something came up and I have to go now. I'll apologize to you another day."
Fisher was startled: "What happened? Where are you going?"
However, Yan Zuozuo hung up the call without answering. Fisher frowned, somewhat worried. He hurried outside, but Yan Zuozuo was nowhere to be seen.
Seeing his serious expression, Qin Yun asked curiously, "Are you looking for Miss Yan? I just saw her leave in a taxi."
"Huh? We're all out to eat together, what's with her leaving first? Is she worried we'll have to pay, so she's making an excuse to slip away? How stingy!" Meng Xinyu, who had just come out of the restroom, overheard this and couldn't help but mock her.
Fisher had long disliked Meng Xinyu, and hearing her words filled him with disgust. "Meng Xinyu, haven't you caused enough trouble? Do you really think you can do whatever you want with that little bit of fake evidence? I'm warning you, you'd better stop now, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
Startled by his sudden shout, Meng Xinyu quickly recovered and retorted, "Did I say something wrong? Then tell her not to run away. It's not that she doesn't want to pay, but did she make an appointment to meet another man and dump your director? Tsk tsk, how pathetic."
Fisher's thin lips pressed into a line as he stared intently at Meng Xinyu, as if he wanted to strangle her.
"Meng Xinyu, even if you have the Chi family backing you, listen to me now: if I find out again that you're causing trouble for Zuo Zuo or badmouthing her behind her back, I can still get you fired!" Fisher roared, then turned and left without looking back.
When had Meng Xinyu ever been insulted like this in public? She had lost all face and dignity, and she gritted her teeth in anger.
Qin Yun quickly comforted her: "Don't be angry. Yan Zuozuo is a woman who is not easy to deal with. We have to be patient for now. There will be a day when we can deal with her."
These words were like a wake-up call. A dark glint flashed in Meng Xinyu's eyes as she said hatefully, "That's right, let's join forces. I refuse to believe we can't deal with this bitch!"
Meanwhile, Yan Zuozuo arrived at the bar street, an area perpetually brightly lit and bustling with activity, day and night. She'd heard that thugs and gangsters frequented this area, and trouble was common. She walked with extreme caution, afraid of getting into trouble.
After searching for a long time, she finally found Xianglig. When she entered, the place was filled with deafening music, and all sorts of people were wandering around. The lights were flashing, and the air reeked of alcohol. Many young men and women with brightly colored hair and dressed in non-mainstream, revealing clothing were coming and going; the environment was terrible and chaotic.
She weaved through the crowd but couldn't find Fu Zixin. She tried calling her, but no one answered for a long time. Just as she was about to hang up, the call suddenly connected. She covered one ear and shouted, "Zixin, I've arrived! Where are you?"
"Yan Zuozuo?" A mocking voice came from the other end of the phone, saying in a sleazy tone, "Are you looking for Fu Zixin?"
"Who are you? Where is she now?" Yan Zuozuo felt something was strange and suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Looking for her? Just walk towards the bar, you'll see her at the end. She's completely drunk right now, and lots of men are waiting to make a move on her, miss, you'd better watch out." The man said with a grin and then hung up.
Concerned about comforting Fu Zixin, Yan Zuozuo didn't think much of it and hurried through the crowd, following the man's directions. But the further she went in, the fewer people there were, and at the far end of the bar, there was a very secluded little private room.
She frowned, somewhat reluctant to go in, but then a commotion erupted inside, and she could hear Fu Zixin's voice, as if she were being harassed. A surge of anger welled up inside her, and she stormed in.
The room was filled with smoke, and the decor was extremely luxurious. Groups of two or three men and women were embracing, practically staging a live sex show. She glanced at them with disgust, wanting only to find Fu Zixin and take her away as quickly as possible, but she couldn't see her at all. Just as she was about to call her again, a sleazy-looking man, who was actually quite handsome, walked over. He stared at her for a long time with his alluring eyes, then blew a smoke ring at her, "Are you Yan Zuozuo?"
Yan Zuozuo coughed a few times, her brows furrowing. The voice was familiar; it was the man who had just answered the phone. She said, "Yes, it is. Where is Fu Zixin?"
The man, with a malicious smile, grabbed her without ceremony and said, "All the women here are named Fu Zixin. Which one are you looking for?"
Yan Zuozuo's heart sank: "What do you mean by that?"
"Whatever you say means, girl. We're all in this together, stop pretending to be innocent. Come here!" The man pulled her forcefully into his arms, sat her down on the sofa, and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.
"Tsk tsk, girl, nice figure, even if your breasts aren't big, you're still pretty hot! Hahaha, tell me, what made you so foolish as to become an escort?"
Compensated dating?
Yan Zuozuo stood there, stunned. What? Escort dating?
She struggled: "I think you've misunderstood. I'm here to see my friend Fu Zixin, the owner of the number you just answered..." Before she could finish speaking, the man's hand became restless. Her face darkened. "Please let go!"
"What number? Someone asked me to say that, saying it's a code." The man smirked. "Don't fucking play dumb in front of me. I'm sick and tired of this 'playing the innocent while being a prostitute' act. I like the direct and wild kind. If you want to play hard to get with me, your breasts are a bit lacking!" The man spoke in a lewd and obscene tone, reaching out to touch Yan Zuozuo.
Those around him heard a burst of lewd laughter, and even the women laughed uproariously.