“……” Ye Ziwen remained silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, before finally saying to Han Junxi, “Alright, then send me your address.”
“Wait a moment.” Han Junxi stopped Ye Ziwen and said, “My mom is in a bad mood today. After you come over, no matter what she says, just endure it for now. Don’t provoke her. Got it?”
Han Junxi's meaning was clear—today’s incident was Ye Ziwen’s fault first, so she couldn't argue with Han Meihui no matter what.
If Han Junxi were right in front of Ye Ziwen, he would definitely see a disdainful smile flash across her face.
But since he could only hear and not see, all he heard was Ye Ziwen's respectful response, "Alright, you can rest assured."
Ye Ziwen had already parked her car at the W Hotel. After hanging up, she received a location from WeChat. She originally intended to head there directly but felt angry about Han Meihui’s initial provocation and hesitated before entering the grand hall of the hotel. Approaching the front desk, she said, "Hello, I was supposed to pick my mom up at the airport this afternoon, but couldn’t reach her. Now that I can't call, I booked a room here for her earlier. Could you check if she has checked in?"
"I'm sorry, we cannot disclose customer information." The front desk attendant politely said to Ye Ziwen.
Ye Ziwen wasn’t offended; she maintained a smile on her face and responded, "I’m not asking you to reveal any customer information. I just want to know… Has she arrived? This would give me some peace of mind. Her name is Han Meihui, could you please check for me?"
"Alright…" The front desk attendant hesitated, seeing the sincerity on Ye Ziwen's face and finally agreed to help her check. After checking, they said, "She has already checked in. You can be at ease."
"Thank you very much." Ye Ziwen politely thanked the front desk attendant, then asked, "Could you also tell me when she checked in?"
The front desk attendant looked at Ye Ziwen and replied, "At 10:30 AM this morning."
"…Alright, thank you." Hearing that, Ye Ziwen's expression turned sour. She sat in the car for a long time after closing the door.
You, Han Meihui! You actually resorted to this? Are you declaring war on me?
Ye Ziwen was furious. After leaving the W Hotel, she lost all interest in the upcoming dinner. If it weren’t for her deep understanding of how Han Meihui operated, she might have fallen into a trap.
But now… Ye Ziwen sneered. She didn't want to sit with Han Meihui at the same table anyway. Han Meihui gave her such a big gift; if she didn't return the favor, Han Meihui would really think she was weak.
Ye Ziwen started her car and thought about how to handle Han Meihui. She recalled the car accident on her way to the airport before.
Right, the car accident—what a good idea!
A smile appeared on Ye Ziwen's face. When the red light turned, several cars stopped in front of hers. She waited until one of the cars moved and then sharply accelerated.