Chapter 835: Chapter 815: Driving Away the Mad Bees and Butterflies (Part 5)

Jiayi, having been tricked by him once, no longer wanted to trust him, yet still held onto a last glimmer of hope: "But what?"

Inoue’s murky eyes were dyed a fiery red, and he raised his dry, twig-like fingers inching closer to the delicate cheeks of the woman before him: "According to my ancestors, the flavor of Chinese women is the most exquisite, and seeing it today, I find the reputation is well-deserved. Upon witnessing Miss Chu’s grace, I’m quite smitten. Since that Mr. Nie is not Miss Chu’s boyfriend, and Miss Chu is currently single. I’m in China for a while, feeling lonely on my trip, and just happen to be lacking a female companion, I wonder if Miss Chu would be willing..."

He had been with all sorts of women but had yet to be with the daughter of a high official.

The alcohol Jiayi drank finally began rolling nauseously in her stomach, her body leaning back to dodge Inoue’s hand, mocking: "I’ve also heard that men from the Island Nation are the most lecherous, seeing it today, indeed, the reputation is well-deserved."

Inoue’s face stiffened, turning the color of liver, harshly cursing out in Dongying’s language, while simultaneously seizing her arm.

Reflexively, Jiayi grabbed another bottle of Royal Salute from the coffee table, "bang" - she smashed it against the glass and then pointed it at Inoue.

The liquor splashed onto Inoue’s body!

Inoue, slapping at the stains on his clothes, cursed in angry embarrassment.

Jiayi picked up her handbag, ready to leave, and glanced back at Inoue who was in complete disarray.

To hell with it, since I’ve already offended him, offending once is offending, twice makes no difference!

She marched forward a few steps, smashed her handbag onto Inoue’s turtle-like head, grinding her teeth: "Still want to taste a Chinese woman? Don’t even look at yourself in the mirror! Does everyone from the Inoue Family look as pathetic as you? Pah! Try this! Try this!"

The sharp corners of the hard handbag really hurt when smashed against the body.

"Ow..." Inoue clutched his head, crying out in pain.

Taking advantage of his delayed reaction, Jiayi, like a rabbit clutching her handbag, slipped towards the suite’s main door, not forgetting to grab the caterpillar fungus and deer antler velvet before leaving.

Since I’ve already offended him, why should I leave these nice things for this old Dongying jerk!

Arriving at the door of the suite, her hand on the doorknob, it wouldn’t open, locked from the outside!

This old bastard! Damn it—

Her face sank, and she kicked at the door vigorously: "Open the door! Open it for me!"

But Inoue, holding his head, had already caught up, stepping closer with a menacing look in his eyes that twisted with pain before gradually morphing into smugness: "You’ve got quite the nerve! I’ve rented out this entire floor, everyone here works for me, do you think anyone will open the door for you?"

As he kept approaching, Jiayi stepped back until her back hit the wall, cornered, she calmed her mind: "What do you want? My daddy is a diplomat at the S Country’s embassy."

"You’ve put me in this state, what do you think I want?" Inoue’s behavior grew wild, continuing to advance closer. "Diplomat? Ha, do you think I’d be afraid of some diplomat from a minor country? Besides, today it was you, the diplomat’s daughter, who showed up at my doorstep! Even if your daddy wanted to trouble me, he wouldn’t be able to find anything!"

Seeing him get closer, Jiayi blurted out: "You were right, I’m single, but do you know who my ex-husband is?"

Inoue, seeing her spirited defiance, was momentarily taken aback, but soon scoffed:

"Oh, you’re so young, and you’ve already got an ex-husband. Which god is it, come on, scare me!"

"Huo Zhenyang. He’s my ex-husband." She held her breath.

The Huo Group had a loud reputation in China, and Huo Zhenyang was a figure in both business and politics; she was sure Inoue might not have dealt with Huo Zhenyang directly but must have heard of him.

As expected, Inoue’s steps faltered, his small eyes squeezing into a line.

Huo Zhenyang was her ex-husband?

Striking while the iron was hot, she purposely added: "Although I’m divorced from him, we still keep in touch, do you think he would completely ignore me?"

Seconds later, Inoue finally raised his hand: "Open the door!"

The assistant from Dongying outside opened the door, and Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, immediately running out without looking back and pressing the elevator button.

Once inside the elevator, she felt her back soaked with sweat.

The suppressed effects of the sobering medicine for alcohol surged forth, and she had to lean against the wall to keep from falling.

The elevator doors opened with a "ding-dong," and she staggered out, leaning on the wall for support.

As soon as she reached the hotel lobby, she nearly couldn’t hold up any longer; her arms and legs felt weak, her mind heavy, she could barely walk.

It was certain she couldn’t drive in this condition, and she probably didn’t even have the strength to walk to the parking garage.

She was thinking about asking the hotel staff to call a designated driver for her, but before she could say anything, her vision went black, and she began to collapse. In an instant, someone caught her firmly.

She thought it was Nie Yixiao who had rushed over, and her heart relaxed, summoning some energy, she lifted her face to speak, but she froze completely.

Huo Zhenyang’s gloomy face emerged before her, clearly smelling the strong odor of alcohol all over her.

Jiayi was dumbfounded for a while, then asked, "How come you’re here?"

He didn’t respond to her question. His eyes were sharp as knives, as he scrutinized her thoroughly, sensing nothing amiss aside from the alcohol, his expression lightened slightly, but his tone was filled with sarcasm: "Did you successfully seek mercy?"

Jiayi snapped back to reality.

How did he know that she went to beseech Inoue Keino for mercy?

Could it be—

The incident at Brother Yixiao’s security company is related to him?

She had felt it strange from the beginning; the security company’s schedule was very tight, and the fact that someone had managed to mix into the proceedings and throw paint at Inoue, was not something an ordinary person could accomplish.

She stared at him, probing, "Did you set up Yixiao’s security company, deliberately letting someone throw paint on Inoue Keino in public?"

Huo Zhenyang did not look like he intended to deny it; the corner of his lips curved slightly. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Seeing his tacit admission, anger surged within her: "Why would you do such a thing?"

"Don’t like him," two words fell casually from his lips, expressed with disinterest and laziness.

She fiercely shook off his arm and walked towards the main entrance; she hadn’t walked many steps when, whether it was because the alcohol was hitting harder or she was just angry, her legs gave way again!

His brows furrowed in disapproval, his voice raised, "I’ll take you home."

"Who asked you to?" she bit down on her teeth irritably, afraid that a bit more pressure and she might break them, and continued to walk toward the main door.

Seeing her determined attitude, his face fell, "Don’t you want to save his company anymore?"

He knew that only this sentence could truly tie her down.

Indeed, Jiayi paused momentarily, slowly turned around, but only clenched her fist tightly and gave a cold laugh: "You will help? It’s clearly your fault! Stop playing the good guy, wolf in sheep’s clothing!"

He stepped closer leisurely, smirked lightly: "I have the power to bring down his security company, and I also have the power to revive it from death. You can choose not to believe it." He then leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Of course, I would advise you it’s better to believe."

She of course believed it.

Just by mentioning his name, Inoue Keino became cautious and let her go without seeking further trouble with her.

If he was willing to talk with Inoue, it’s possible that Inoue might just let the matter slide.