92: Chapter 92 The Trap of Gentleness

Zhao Yang turned his head to look at Lai Xunmei, and as their eyes met, his heart couldn't help but tremble violently.

"Sister Mei, you must have come to the provincial capital for something important." Zhao Yang put down his teacup, shifted about a foot to the side, and took the initiative to change the subject.

Lai Xunmei sat back, leaning her body slightly forward, meeting his gaze:

"Naturally, it's to find your Aunt Lin and push forward the cooperation project."

This movement of hers was incredibly alluring, with deep cleavage that made it hard for anyone to look away.

If Zhao Yang weren't a reincarnator, he might not have been able to resist such temptation.

But little Zhao Yang still honestly stood at attention and saluted.

"Sister Mei, try this. It's the signature dish of Tingyuxuan, Squirrel Mandarin Fish."

Zhao Yang suppressed the heat rising within him and picked up a chopstick of food, placing it into her bowl.

He then asked, "How did the talk go?"

Don't even think about it; Lai Xunmei must have returned empty-handed this time.

He had already made it so clear; if Lin Xuecen were still to cooperate with her, her company wouldn't have been able to grow so large.

Lai Xunmei sighed, "Aunt Lin suddenly changed her mind, and she even praised you endlessly."

This was as good as saying outright that it was Zhao Yang who had meddled.

Zhao Yang found it secretly amusing; a few days ago, she was affectionately calling her Sister Xuecen, and now she had become Aunt Lin so quickly.

Lin Xuecen was beautiful and kept herself in excellent condition, looking about the same age as Lai Xunmei.

He didn't know how she managed to call her "Aunt."

Before the words had even faded, she picked up that piece of fish, but instead of putting it into her own mouth, she offered it directly to Zhao Yang's lips.

"Come, Sister will feed you."

Zhao Yang froze, and a light sweat broke out on his forehead.

This woman really could do something like this.

The piece of fish hovered at his lips, Lai Xunmei's eyes filled with a bit of playfulness and a bit of anticipation.

More than anything, it was a sense of composure, as if victory was already hers.

It was as if she were saying, "With a greenhorn like you, do you think I can't handle you?"

The lighting in the private room was dim and ambiguous, and the night outside the window had turned completely dark.

The light from the streetlamps shone in, casting mottled shadows on Lai Xunmei's face.

Zhao Yang opened his mouth and ate the piece of fish.

In this situation, how the hell is one supposed to refuse?

"Is it good?" Lai Xunmei asked.

"It's good." Zhao Yang chewed, "But Sister Mei, let's talk about business."

Lai Xunmei laughed, her laughter as crisp as a bell:

"Business? Isn't what we are chatting about right now business?"

She put down her chopsticks, picked up a wet wipe from the table, and wiped her fingers in a leisurely manner; every movement exuded an indescribable elegance.

"Younger Brother Yang, you should persuade Aunt Lin. If I put in a good word for you again, wouldn't things between you and her daughter be settled?"

Zhao Yang realized in his heart that this woman was truly calculating.

As long as the project was negotiated and some illicit transfers of benefits occurred during the cooperation, Jiang Yunheng wouldn't be able to wash his name clean even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

And because of his relationship with Jiang Nan, he would inevitably be dragged into it as well.

It was truly a brilliant plan to kill two birds with one stone.

Zhao Yang immediately shook his head, "Aunt Lin might feel that Tongan is too small; she has her own plans, and I really can't persuade her on this."

Does this guy need you to provide an assist when pursuing a girlfriend?

Who are you looking down on!

Lai Xunmei picked up the red wine on the table, a glint of sharpness flashing in her eyes, followed immediately by a charming smile:

"It's okay, I was just saying."

She suddenly stood up, walked around the table, and sat down on the chair next to Zhao Yang.

The distance between the two suddenly closed.

A faint fragrance entered Zhao Yang's nostrils, clearer and richer than before.

Lai Xunmei turned her head to look at him, close enough for him to see the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and the light reflecting in her pupils.

Zhao Yang felt a bit dizzy.

Lai Xunmei handed over the wine glass, "Younger Brother Yang ordered such good dishes; it would really be a waste not to drink some wine."

"Younger Brother Yang," her voice was lowered, low enough to sound like she was whispering.

"What is the current attitude of the new Governor Sun from the province regarding the Tongan Die-Casting Machine Factory case?"

When Ji Hongwen learned that Sun Zhendong had come to Jianghan Province to be the Governor, he almost cursed out loud.

If Sun Zhendong knew anything, he would definitely destroy him.

It was because of his extreme anxiety that Lai Xunmei made this trip to Jiangzhou.

Zhao Yang thought to himself, the real topic has finally arrived.

He subconsciously felt that he shouldn't drink this wine, but he still took the glass and took a shallow sip.

With reinforcements nearby, he wasn't panicked; he wanted to see how the other party would play their cards.

"Sister Mei, this little brother is just a small fry in the Commission for Discipline Inspection; how would I know what the higher-ups are thinking? I'm afraid you'll laugh at me."

Lai Xunmei furrowed her brow; even at this point, the greenhorn in front of her still hadn't surrendered.

No matter how pretty your girlfriend is, can she have my methods?

This caught her by surprise.

"Take a piece of advice from your sister: some cases are investigated too deeply, and it's easy to hurt yourself."

Lai Xunmei leaned close to Zhao Yang's ear, whispering softly.

Zhao Yang could feel her breath, warm and lingering, carrying a faint scent of wine.

He immediately felt his head buzz, losing all defenses.

Fortunately, he had already pulled up Zheng Beichen's number on his phone, ready to dial at any time.

Relying on the last shred of clarity in his mind, he pressed the dial button.

"Sister Mei... you are... threatening me."

Zhao Yang's speech was already slurred.

He still didn't understand when Lai Xunmei had tampered with the red wine.

He had once imagined the methods the other party might use against him, either threats or inducements.

But he never expected that the other party would start with seduction; she really thought highly of him.

Seeing Zhao Yang's consciousness blurring, Lai Xunmei quickly snuggled into his arms, acting like a delicate, dependent woman.

She held a small digital camera in one hand, aiming the lens at herself and Zhao Yang.

Just then, the door of the private room was pushed open with a bang.

Zheng Beichen rushed in, leading Gao Yan.

Zheng Beichen stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Yang by the collar, and cursed:

"Are you shameless? My sister is so good to you, and you actually came out to mess around with a rotten woman?"

Lai Xunmei quickly stood up and dodged to the side:

"Watch your language, who is a rotten woman?"

Gao Yan, looking furious, slowly approached Lai Xunmei:

"Who are you? How dare you seduce my brother? See if I don't scratch your face!"

Lai Xunmei quickly dodged and exited the room.

Zheng Beichen pulled Gao Yan over, "Let's teach this brat a lesson first, we'll deal with her later!"

The two worked together to carry Zhao Yang out of the room, hailed a taxi by the roadside, and took Zhao Yang back to the dormitory.

Zhao Yang was over 1.8 meters tall, and the two of them really couldn't manage him.

In a fit of anger, Zheng Beichen opened a bottle of mineral water and poured it on Zhao Yang's face.

Zhao Yang slowly regained consciousness, looking at Zheng Beichen and Gao Yan in front of him:

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

Zheng Beichen raised his hand and patted Zhao Yang's face:

"You had a good time, didn't you! Eating a meal with you almost wore me out."

Zhao Yang quickly cupped his hands to the two of them, "Thank you both for your timely help."

Gao Yan curled her lips, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Zheng Beichen had a playful expression, "Why do I feel like we ruined something good?"

Back at the dormitory, Zhao Yang took a half-hour hot shower before he finally felt recovered.

The scenes from before he lost consciousness were still appearing before his eyes.

This woman Lai Xunmei is truly terrifying.

During this meeting, the other party barely revealed any useful information.

But one thing Zhao Yang could be sure of: the other party was anxious and afraid.

She wanted to control him to understand the movements of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

Early the next morning, Zhao Yang put two organized documents into his briefcase and headed straight to the Provincial Committee family compound.

Arriving at the side of the armed police soldier on guard duty, Zhao Yang said in a deep voice:

"Hello, comrade. I'm here to visit relatives at Villa No. 2. Please report it."