I’m A Scumbag Woman—I Flirt, But Never Marry [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 6

Gu Shuofeng lowered the television volume to its minimum and leaned against the headboard, idly swinging her soft, fair feet. The platinum anklet around her ankle occasionally caught the light with a faint gleam.

Her expression was languid and content, yet her voice was filled with grievance when she spoke.

“Wasn’t everything I did for your sake? And now you’re being so mean to me…”

“For my sake?” Wang Jianfei almost laughed derisively. “You pushed all the blame onto me and made yourself look completely innocent. You certainly absolved yourself cleanly, yet you claim you did it for me?”

“What do you mean, Wang Jianfei? Are you doubting me?”

Gu Shuofeng silently yawned, lazily hooked the towel toward herself, and continued casually drying her hair. The coquettish voice, tinged with a tearful choke, hardly sounded as though it came from her mouth.

“Since you don’t believe me, I have nothing else to say. I wish you and your wife a long and happy marriage. Goodbye—no, there’s no need for us ever to see each other again!”

Click.

Gu Shuofeng ended the call.

On the other end, Wang Jianfei furiously kicked the bedside table twice and shouted “Fuck!” three or four times.

She had fucking hung up before he could even get a clear answer?!

Wang Jianfei’s mind was already in turmoil.

Xu Tinglan’s appearance had caught him completely off guard, so he had instinctively protected Chen Xiyao. Now that he had thoroughly calmed down, however, he knew exactly what he should do.

Chen Xiyao was nothing more than a low-ranking employee in the customer-service department. She was a Haicheng drifter with no local roots, and her family circumstances were extremely ordinary.

In all fairness, aside from her beauty being comparable to Xu Tinglan’s, she couldn’t compete with Xu Tinglan in any other respect.

However, she possessed something Xu Tinglan had completely lost—

Novelty.

Xu Tinglan was indeed beautiful, but no matter how beautiful she was, he had already looked at her for years and had long since grown tired of her. After eating too much refined, mild Cantonese cuisine, he naturally wanted to change flavors and try some fiery, stimulating Sichuan food.

Remembering Chen Xiyao’s seductive appearance as she tied her bathrobe at the bathroom door, Wang Jianfei felt another wave of desire stirring inside him.

Fuck! That little temptress was far too seductive. Any man who could resist her wasn’t a man at all!

Why couldn’t his wife be more understanding? He had only slept with the woman once. It wasn’t as though he planned to marry her. Couldn’t Xu Tinglan simply turn a blind eye and let it pass?

Why did she have to make such a fuss?

Wang Jianfei wasn’t remotely worried that Xu Tinglan would divorce him. He remained highly confident in his ability to control his wife.

They had known each other for six full years, and Xu Tinglan had always obeyed him in practically everything. Their food, clothing, household expenses, even the purchase and renovation of their home—everything had been arranged according to his preferences.

It wasn’t as though they had never argued. However, whenever they quarreled, he would always put on a cold expression, wrap himself in a blanket, and sleep on the sofa. In the middle of the night, Xu Tinglan would inevitably feel sorry for him, come over to yield, and ask to reconcile.

There had never been a single exception.

Although this incident was somewhat more serious, Xu Tinglan would last until tomorrow at most. She would definitely be unable to endure the separation and seek him out to reconcile.

Still, when he thought of that sharp-tongued shrew Ma Yanzhi, Wang Jianfei decided to take the matter slightly more seriously and devise a simple plan.

Later, he would buy a case of beer and return home. He would drink while staying awake all night watching recordings of old matches.

Xu Tinglan would definitely return home in the morning. Once she saw him drowning his sorrows in alcohol, her heart would ache, and she would take the initiative to reconcile with him. He could then seize the opportunity to pledge his loyalty.

Every problem would be solved.

Excellent. That was what he would do!

No matter how he considered it, his wife’s side posed no real problem. Wang Jianfei’s thoughts once again became consumed by that little temptress Chen Xiyao.

No.

He still had to find out exactly what she had meant earlier.

Wang Jianfei called her back.

Beep—

Beep—

【Hello. The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later.】

She had actually rejected his call?!

Wang Jianfei’s anger flared. He called again.

She rejected it again.

He tried once more.

She rejected that one too.

He called seven or eight times in succession, and she rejected every single one!

Furious, Wang Jianfei kicked the bedside table twice more.

Bang! Bang!

“Hiss! Fuck!”

He wasn’t as fortunate this time.

He had exerted too much force and strained his already aching waist. His knees buckled from the pain, and he nearly dropped to the floor.

Remembering that the little temptress was responsible for his injured waist only made him even less willing to give up.

He would keep calling.

He had to!

He refused to believe he wouldn’t get through today!

At the other end of the corridor, inside Room 202, Gu Shuofeng placed the freshly washed white shirt on a hanger.

She plugged in the hair dryer, turned the heat to its highest setting, and leisurely dried the shirt while humming a cheerful tune along with the televised music ceremony.

“At night, I had a beautiful nightmare, da~ da-da~ da-da-da-da~ da-da-da~”

Her phone continued ringing persistently. Its melody was soft, maudlin, and full of pointless moaning. How could it possibly compare to the music of the adorable little angel G.E.M.?

She was changing it!

Gu Shuofeng rejected the call and changed her ringtone in seconds.

Much better.

Now her ears would no longer be assaulted.

In a cheerful mood, Gu Shuofeng finished drying the shirt and moved on to the underwear. After the underwear came the jeans. By the time even the socks and skate shoes were dry, her phone issued a low-battery warning.

Ten percent remaining.

The deadly barrage of calls still hadn’t stopped, but the intervals between them had grown considerably longer. Wang Jianfei’s Emotional Value had clearly passed its peak and was gradually declining.

Only a sharp rise and fall could cause internal damage.

How could she allow his emotions to drift slowly and comfortably back to the bottom?

It was almost time to answer.

After making dozens of calls that were either rejected or left unanswered, Wang Jianfei hadn’t expected this particular one to connect.

He had dialed the number and casually tossed his phone beside the bed. Holding his suit trousers, he had only managed to slip one leg inside when Gu Shuofeng’s faint “Hello?” came through the phone.

Startled, he forgot all about putting on the other trouser leg. With one leg still bare, he snatched up the phone.

“What the hell do you mean, Chen Xiyao?!”

“I should be asking what you mean. I’ve already gone this far for your sake. What else do you want from me?”

“How exactly have you gone so far? Huh? What do you mean you did it for me? Explain yourself clearly!”

Gu Shuofeng leisurely rummaged through the original owner’s small shoulder bag while replying in an aggrieved voice.

“You told me yourself that although you and President Zhang are more than ten years apart in age, you were both Professor Xu’s students and have an extremely close relationship. And isn’t Professor Xu your father-in-law?”

Wang Jianfei frowned.

“What does that have to do with him?”

“How could it have nothing to do with him? You became a department manager only two years after joining the company, and now you’ve been transferred from the Planning Department to the Marketing Department. Do you dare claim that your father-in-law had absolutely nothing to do with it?”

No matter how one looked at it, the Planning Department couldn’t compare with the Marketing Department.

Everyone in the company knew that the Marketing Department offered high commissions and generous bonuses. It also contained plenty of shady dealings, and many employees secretly accepted kickbacks.

For such a lucrative position, ability alone was nowhere near enough. The most important requirement was the company president’s trust.

Without his connection to Professor Xu, Wang Jianfei could never have obtained such an enviable position.

Furthermore, the relationship between Professor Xu and President Zhang went far beyond that of an ordinary professor and student.

Without Professor Xu’s wholehearted assistance, President Zhang would have dropped out during his first year of university. At best, he would now be an ordinary wage earner. Even the initial capital for President Zhang’s business had come from Professor Xu.

Wang Jianfei understood these facts better than anyone.

Yet precisely because he understood them so well, he couldn’t bear hearing anyone say them aloud.

“I earned this with my own ability! What does it have to do with my father-in-law?! I’ve been leading the Marketing Department for more than a year now, and our sales figures have risen continuously. Can’t you see that?!”

“I know you’re capable. I’ve never said you weren’t. But what good does it do for me to know? How many people in the company resent you for being promoted so quickly? No matter how hard you work, they’ll still say you relied on family connections.”

Wang Jianfei irritably scratched his head, accidentally touching the section of scalp where Zhi Zhi had torn out his hair.

He sucked in a sharp breath from the pain, becoming even more annoyed.

“Fine, fine. Let’s stop talking about that. You still haven’t explained why you put on that performance in front of my wife.”

Gu Shuofeng released a faint sigh. Its lingering final note was so soft and sensual that it made his heart itch.

“Wasn’t I afraid your wife would make things difficult for you? If she demanded a divorce and your father-in-law became angry, he might tell President Zhang to fire you.”

Despite being a department manager at a publicly listed company, Wang Jianfei still couldn’t understand her reasoning.

“You pushed all the responsibility onto me, yet now you’re saying this. Don’t you think that’s contradictory?”

Gu Shuofeng reproached him softly.

“Why can’t you understand? What I said didn’t merely kill two birds with one stone—it solved the problem once and for all. It was the best possible response.”

“What do you mean?”

“First, I proved that I had completely given up on you. Your wife will no longer suspect that you’ll continue entangling yourself with me. Second, you can explain to your wife that she’s your true love and that you were only casually fooling around with me. Otherwise, why wouldn’t you have even told me you had a wife?”

Wang Jianfei rubbed his chin.

What she said… actually seemed quite reasonable.

His tone immediately softened.

“But you didn’t need to kick me! And you kicked me so hard!”

“I had to make it convincing. Do you think I wanted to kick you? My heart aches terribly for you.”

Without the slightest change in expression, Gu Shuofeng delivered her line. She found the original owner’s house keys and wallet inside the bag.

The tissues, lipstick, hand cream, and everything else—along with the shoulder bag itself—were tossed onto the nearby table.

Hearing her sweet, delicate voice made desire stir inside Wang Jianfei once more.

He could definitely handle his wife. Yao Yao didn’t seem to pose any problem either.

In that case, perhaps…

“That kick of yours was seriously vicious. Do you have any safflower oil at home? I’ll come over, and you can rub some on my waist.”

Gu Shuofeng rolled her eyes. She removed the identification card and several banknotes from the wallet, then tossed everything else onto the table with a clatter.

“I don’t have any safflower oil at home. Why don’t you pick up a bottle on your way here?”

“All right! Wait for me. I’ll come over right now!”

“Wait. Pack up the clothes I left there.”

“Sure. I’ll bring them to you later.”

“There’s no need. I don’t want them anymore. Pack them up and leave them at the front desk. There’s an attendant named Wang Xiaohui—check the name badges. I came out wearing the hotel’s bathrobe earlier, and she helped me buy new clothes. That outfit is Givenchy, after all, so throwing it away would be a waste. Give it to her.”

“All right!”

Without suspecting anything, Wang Jianfei cheerfully pulled on his suit trousers and whistled as he buttoned his shirt.

He fantasized about using his injured waist as an excuse to make Chen Xiyao take the initiative later. He wished he could teleport to her home in the very next second.

He casually gathered the clothes scattered across the floor and stuffed them into a bag. Carrying it with him, he left the guest room and headed down to the first-floor lobby.

Only two attendants were behind the front desk. A quick glance revealed Wang Xiaohui’s dark-gold name badge.

Wang Jianfei had never considered a poor, insignificant attendant like her worthy of his attention. He casually tossed the bag onto the counter and said only one thing.

“Wang Xiaohui, this is for you.”

Wang Xiaohui still remembered Gu Shuofeng’s instructions. Without thinking much about it, she took the bag and placed it beneath the counter.

Only after Wang Jianfei checked out and left did she take it upstairs.

Gu Shuofeng opened the door and accepted the bag of clothes. She then handed Wang Xiaohui the shoulder bag she had searched earlier, along with the lipstick and everything else.

“These are for you.”

Wang Xiaohui froze.

She glanced at the overlapping-letter logo on the bag. Although she desperately wanted it, she was also bewildered.

“Wh-why are you giving this to me?”

Gu Shuofeng lowered her lashes, her expression sorrowful.

“To tell you the truth, the man who just delivered that bag of clothes gave this to me. He deceived me. I don’t even want the man anymore, so naturally, I don’t want anything he gave me either.”

Wang Xiaohui glanced at the clothes in Gu Shuofeng’s hand. Her meaning was obvious.

She didn’t even want an LV bag, yet she still cared about these few pieces of clothing?

Could the bag be a counterfeit?

Even a good counterfeit wouldn’t be cheap!

Following her gaze, Gu Shuofeng glanced at the clothes and gave a bitter smile.

“I bought these myself. I originally left them in his room and didn’t want them anymore either, but he insisted on delivering them to my home. I’m a woman living alone, and I was afraid he might…”

Understanding immediately, Wang Xiaohui patted her shoulder sympathetically and sighed.

“I used to rent a place by myself too. Whenever I finished work late at night, I really was frightened. Now I share an apartment with two other women. It saves money and is much safer. You could find someone to share a place with too.”

Gu Shuofeng smiled faintly.

“I was thinking the same thing. I should… find someone very soon.”

Xu Tinglan, how does half a month sound?

It can’t take any longer than that.

Shall we… live together?

Author’s Note:

Xu Tinglan: You said it yourself. You’re not allowed to take it back!