Chapter 147 — The Long-Awaited...

"Exactly—acting. I've gotten my cousin Zou Ruoguang to put on a show with me." Wei Jin nodded. "Here's the situation. I'm holding my junior-high class reunion here today, and there's a girl I've been chasing who's coming too. But she already has a boyfriend. So I want to find a girl, have her team up with my cousin, and spring a honey trap on that girl's boyfriend—destroy him."

"Ha, only you could dream up a scheme like that." Gu gave him a sidelong glance and laughed. "Fine, that's no trouble at all. Leave it to your Sister Gu. But once you've got your little sweetheart, you'd better not forget your Sister Gu."

"How could I?" Wei Jin said with a lewd grin. "Honestly, Sister Gu, you're my favorite to play with. What do those green little girls know? But then, you can't very well be my girlfriend either, can you?"

Gu understood perfectly well that she could never be Wei Jin's girlfriend. Even if Wei Jin agreed, his father would never allow it. Wei Jin's father was a man of consequence in Songjiang; how could his son's girlfriend be anything but a girl from a decent family? What was she? A woman past her prime, used goods. Still, being Wei Jin's mistress was enough to satisfy Gu.

Otherwise, a woman alone—no matter how well she was doing now—without a powerful patron behind her, would be one of the first sacrifices the moment trouble came. So as long as she held fast to Wei Jin, this rising man of influence, there would be no problem.

"At least you've got a conscience." Gu tapped him on the forehead with a finger. "I'll go find one for you now."

"Yes, right now. Have her rehearse the lines with my cousin first, or something." Wei Jin nodded, then a sudden inspiration struck him. "Sister Gu, do you have any that are sick?"

"Sick?" Gu blinked, then immediately understood what Wei Jin meant. "Young Master Wei, you really are wicked."

"A man must be ruthless, ha ha. That way, let's see how he goes after girls then." Wei Jin laughed sinisterly.

"We do have one or two, but the disease is a bit... much. Nothing will go wrong, will it?" Gu wiped the smile from her face and spoke in a low voice.

"What disease?" Wei Jin asked.

"AIDS," Gu said.

"Huh." Wei Jin was momentarily stunned, then a ruthless glint flashed through his eyes. "Good. Her, then. This time, let's see if I don't destroy him."

"But—" Gu was not as bold as a scarf in winter and was still worried.

"No buts, Sister Gu. What's there to be afraid of? In Songjiang, is there anything my father can't smooth over?" Wei Jin said disdainfully. "Don't worry. That kid's family are just the nouveau riche—they run a little hotpot shop, that's all. How can they compare to me?"

"All right, then. From now on your Sister Gu is in the same boat as you—a grasshopper tied to the same rope. You mustn't abandon your Sister Gu." Gu gritted her teeth and agreed, but in exchange she wanted a promise from Wei Jin.

Wei Jin naturally knew what she meant, so he smiled and said, "But Sister Gu, now that you're with me, you're not allowed to have anything to do with other men anymore."

"Young Master Wei, don't you trust me? Since we got together last year, I haven't been with anyone else," Gu said coquettishly.

"Heh heh, I trust you, of course I trust you." Wei Jin pinched her cheek. "All right, all right, hurry up and bring the girl. My cousin's waiting over there to rehearse lines with her."

"Will do, Young Master Wei. Wait for me in the room a while—I'll go find someone for you right now." Having gotten the answer she wanted, Gu happily went off to do as asked.

To be continued.

917. Impulse Is the Devil

917. Impulse Is the Devil. Wei Jin nodded and went into Gu's room to wait.

The moment he entered, Wei Jin was first taken aback, then began to survey the contents of the room with great interest. On the simple clothes rack in the room hung Gu's bras and panties, all of them of the ultra-sexy variety. Wei Jin's mind immediately began to wander.

At school Wei Jin put on the appearance of a decent young man, but in truth he was just like Zou Ruoguang—one of those whose hearts were steeped in lewdness. Now, seeing these undergarments before him, he could not help walking over, bringing his face close, and trying to sniff whether Gu's scent still clung to them.

He was in the middle of sniffing when the door was pushed open and Gu came in with a girl. Although Zou Ruoguang heard the door open and sprang several steps away at once, composing himself into an ordinary posture, he was still a step too late—Gu, walking in front, caught him red-handed. But Gu said nothing about it, secretly delighted. The more Young Master Wei was infatuated with her, the smoother her road ahead would be; with Young Master Wei's support, it would be no hard thing to open her own establishment in Songjiang one day.

The girl behind her, of course, could not see any of it, and Gu would not let her see anything. Even if Wei Jin had not reacted quickly, Gu would have given him time to pull himself together.

"Young Master Wei, I've brought the girl you asked for. What do you think?" Gu Jie asked with a smile, looking at Wei Jin.

Wei Jin calmed his lecherous thoughts and tried to act a little more normal. He looked up and glanced at the girl Gu Jie had brought. She was exceptionally pretty, curvy in all the right places, and quite alluring. If he hadn't already known the woman was diseased, even Wei Jin would have been tempted. But now that he knew her situation, Wei Jin naturally had not the slightest interest—nor did he dare to have any. Who would joke around with their own life?

Wei Jin nodded to show he was more or less satisfied, then casually opened his handbag and took out five stacks of hundred-yuan bills he had prepared in advance, tossing them onto the coffee table beside him. "This is fifty thousand yuan. I need you to do a few things. That's no problem, is it? If you agree, I'll tell you the details. If not, you can leave right now."

"Agree? Of course I agree!" The girl's eyes lit up at the sight of the money on the table. She was already sick, could no longer take clients to earn money, and still had to pay for treatment. This fifty thousand was a godsend. There was no reason to refuse. So without a second thought, she agreed.

"Good. Since you agree, then I'll talk." Wei Jin nodded and asked, "What's your name?"

"In answer to Young Master Wei, my name is Xiaoyan," the girl said.

"I'm asking your full name, not your pet name," Wei Jin said with a frown.

"Young Master Wei, our names are confidential. That's..." Xiaoyan said, looking a little troubled.

"Hell." Wei Jin waved his hand. "I'm fucking having you help me put on an act—you've got to have a name, haven't you? Otherwise what am I supposed to call you?"

"Oh, oh. Then my name is Zhao Xiaoyan," Xiaoyan said quickly.

"Fine, Zhao Xiaoyan it is." Wei Jin wanted to continue, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Gu Jie's cut-out panties again, and the fire in his heart blazed up once more. Looking at Gu Jie in her cotton cheongsam, he couldn't restrain himself. So he waved a hand at Zhao Xiaoyan and said, "How about this—you go to room 318. My cousin is there. Let him tell you the detailed plan, and you just do whatever he says. I've got a few other things to take care of. You go on ahead."

"All right." Zhao Xiaoyan didn't mind at all—getting the money was what mattered most. She nodded, then pointed at the bills on the coffee table and asked, "This money on the table, do I—"

"I'll give you twenty thousand first. After it's done, I'll give you the other thirty thousand," Wei Jin said, waving his hand impatiently.

"Thank you, Young Master Wei." Zhao Xiaoyan took two stacks of bills in her hands and happily went out to find Zou Ruoguang. Twenty thousand was no small sum. Even if the whole thing fell through in the end, wouldn't she still have twenty thousand in income? So how could Zhao Xiaoyan not be happy?