Chapter 4 The Chengdong Bet
It was too perfect.
If only Bian Yi's wife weren't me.
That night.
Bai Xiaofu's file was sitting on my desk.
He had been keeping her in Gangcheng.
Fresh out of college.
She looked very pure.
But my people had tricked her a little, telling her Bian Yi's business might be in trouble.
She hurriedly booked a same-day flight back.
That day.
Bian Yi paused a shareholders' meeting.
And went to pick her up in the pouring rain.
Fang Qiming sat across from me.
His smile was extremely annoying.
"Why won't President Liao bet with me? Afraid of losing?"
He turned the lighter in his hand.
"Everyone in the circle knows President Bian loves his wife like life itself.
"I don't believe that.
"I'm also curious whether President Liao believes it."
I closed my eyes.
Letting the smell of kerosene drill into my nose.
"What's the bet?"
"We'll bet on that plot of land in Chengdong."
I snapped my eyes open and stared at him in surprise.
Fang Qiming lit a cigarette.
"What? President Liao?"
I finally said, "Fine."