Stunned for a moment, Su Fan looked at the message from Yin Qianyue.
Had her performance failed to convince Yin Qianyue, or was it possible that Yin Qianyue had started to suspect her?
Su Fan took a screenshot of the page and sent it to Wang Fei.
"Sister Fei, do you think she suspects me? What should I do?"
After learning that Yin Qianyue had accepted Su Fan's friend request, Wang Fei had been holding her phone, waiting for Su Fan to report back. She quickly replied.
"Don't worry, I know her. If she really suspected you, she wouldn't have told you that she'd be going to a meeting."
"She's very arrogant and wouldn't waste her words on someone irrelevant. In my opinion, she's just playing hard to get, trying to test you."
"Don't bother with her, either. When she can't hold back any longer, she'll contact you again."
"If you appear too enthusiastic, it might just rouse her suspicion and backfire."
Su Fan replied to Wang Fei with an 'OK' emoticon. As for Yin Qianyue, Su Fan didn't reply at all.
It wasn't just that Wang Fei had reminded her; even without the reminder, Su Fan wouldn't have actively engaged with Yin Qianyue. Su Fan had an inviolable bottom line in dealing with women: she would never be a lapdog.
As for playing hard to get, it was a matter of seeing whose patience was greater.
"By the way, your surroundings don't look like a hotel. Are you at someone's home?"
"Crap, you're not messing around with someone's wife, are you?"
Wang Fei picked up on the clues from the screenshot.
The backdrop in the video Su Fan had sent to Yin Qianyue was clearly that of an ordinary household.
Especially since the cover of one video was Wu Miao's large persimmons.
Wang Fei was quite well-endowed, but she seemed somewhat inferior to Wu Miao.
This made a surge of jealousy swiftly rise within her.
"Is this your mistress?"
Su Fan noticed the tinge of jealousy in Wang Fei's words and replied,
"What mistress?, Widow."
"She's one of my patients. Her husband died, and it's tough for her raising a daughter by herself. Since she works part-time in this business, I just look out for her work. All this is for the sake of Sister Fei's big plans, after all."
Back in the village, Su Fan was a little slick; but after a few days in the city, she'd learned to say one thing to one person and another to someone else.
"You'd better mean what you're saying. However, if you find another woman, I won't get angry, since I'm not your wife, and it's your freedom. But don't you dare lie to me."
"If you're feeling frustrated, I'm always ready to satisfy you."
"Don't worry, Sister Fei, my devotion to you is wholehearted."
"Mom, open the door."
Just at that moment, the sound of shouting and knocking came from the door.
The exhausted Wu Miao on the sofa instantly snapped to alertness.
She looked at Su Fan, her eyes filled with panic.
Su Fan was also startled.
She hurriedly removed the ball gag that had been in Wu Miao's mouth.
In a low, frantic voice, Wu Miao asked.
"It's my daughter. That damned girl, she's been out for days, why would she return now? Hurry up and let me go."
"Your daughter? What do we do now?"
Su Fan's mind was racing with a million thoughts.
Having an affair in someone's home, with their mother, and getting caught by the daughter—what on earth was this situation?
"Didn't you say your house was safe?"
"I didn't expect my daughter to come back now either. Stop talking and just untie me."