"Then I'll trouble you. Accompany me for a trip now."
Zhan Bei Jue took leave from Jiang Nan Fang. He wouldn't secretly meet her tonight. Who knew when he would return, so they would see each other tomorrow.
Lu Ming Zhe looked at him with disdain.
"You two are back together? Still playing this secret underground romance? You've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve now."
Zhan Bei Jue didn't want to flaunt their affection and provoke him.
"It's forced by life, nothing I can do. Now I'm the one gossiping about you, not the other way around. I suggest you say less."
The two changed into casual clothes in the lounge of Zhan Bei Jue's office and went to a club with Ah Zhong.
Ah Zhong acted like a big shot and went to apply for a platinum membership.
He also asked the client manager if they knew Mrs. Fang.
"Mr. Zhong, I'm sorry, but this is client privacy and cannot be disclosed to outsiders."
Ah Zhong feigned displeasure.
"She's the one who introduced me here, saying that mentioning her name would be effective. How is this considered invading privacy?"
"She said mentioning her name would give me an 80% discount and some freebies… Are you deceiving consumers?"
It turned out to be like this, and the client manager quickly understood.
"So it was Mrs. Fang who introduced you. My apologies, Mr. Zhong."
"Mrs. Fang is an old client of ours. Since you're his friend, of course, we'll give you the discount and the gifts."
"I apologize for my rudeness earlier, Mr. Zhong. Please don't take it to heart."
The three went to a room. Ah Zhong was very generous and wanted to store some wine there. The manager treated him like a VIP.
As they chatted, the topic shifted. He asked if the male model Mrs. Fang usually sought was present, as he didn't trust others and wanted him to accompany him.
"Mr. Zhong, I'm sorry. This is your first time here, and you might not be familiar with the rules. Please let me explain them to you carefully."
Here, the male escorts were also divided into different tiers.
The most basic ones were those who served drinks or promoted alcohol, or performed for guests.
Those with slightly better looks would be favored by rich women, accompanying them in games and drinking.
The more capable ones would become exclusive private escorts for a certain rich woman.
Each month, besides fulfilling a certain quota of alcohol sales for the club, they would also receive a considerable living allowance from the rich woman.
They were available at any time, but were not allowed to disturb the rich woman when she was not in need.
It was slightly more freedom than a man keeping a mistress in a golden house, but the general idea was similar.
"So, Mrs. Fang has taken a liking to him, and the good things are only for her, while others can only look and not desire?"
"It's the same for whoever Mr. Zhong fancies; others cannot covet them. We have many high-quality male escorts here, with new ones coming in every day. You might as well check out the newcomers. They're cheaper and, more importantly, innocent."
Ah Zhong disguised himself as a pervert.
"Call over all the ones who are not taken, and let me see them."
A large group of men entered.
Each of them was tall and had long legs, wearing makeup as thick as women's.
Although they all looked exquisite, their most essential, masculine qualities were hidden, making them unappreciable to straight men.
Ah Zhong asked them about their ages and how long they had worked there, finally selecting the oldest and longest-serving one to stay.
The man was very adaptable. To earn money, he immediately sat obediently next to Ah Zhong and poured him drinks, calling him "brother."
Ah Zhong feigned interest in him, put his arm around him a couple of times, and after drinking two glasses of wine, he started talking about Mrs. Fang.
"The one she usually looks for, according to your manager, is the pillar of your business here, and also exceptionally good-looking. Is he older or younger than you?"
The man's jealousy was successfully ignited. Ah Zhong, with a dismissive tone, spoke ill of him.
The implication was that he was no worse than the other man, it was just that Mrs. Fang hadn't noticed him.
"Oh. Now that you mention it, I'm curious. Do you have any photos of her? Let me see."
"Let's see if my treasure is better, or Mrs. Fang's treasure is better."
Being called "treasure," and perhaps soon to have a sugar daddy himself, the man quickly took out his phone and scrolled through several photos of Mrs. Fang's male escorts.
Ah Zhong frowned, "Mrs. Fang's taste is indeed not very good. I think you look better than him. And your name is nice too. What's his name?"
"His real name is Zhang Zhuo, stage name Ah Hao."
"Ah Hao? Does he think this is the 80s? How rustic."
They chatted warmly and drank two bottles of foreign liquor. Ah Zhong instructed him to store the rest and then asked him to leave.
"I have two straight male friends here today, so it's inconvenient. Next time I come, we'll chat alone. Be good, my darling, wait for me, you can go out now."
Although the man was somewhat disappointed, he also felt more hopeful and left with great pleasure.
As the door closed, Ah Zhong immediately relaxed his shoulders, unbuttoned a shirt button, and turned to ask Zhan Bei Jue.
"President Zhan, I didn't mess up for you, did I? Did I perform well just now?"
Zhan Bei Jue looked at him with a meaningful gaze.
"Are you sure you've never dated a boyfriend before?"
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Zhan Bei Jue both praised and teased him.
"If it weren't for Zhou Jin Bei loving you to death and constantly praising how capable you are in front of Jiang Nan Fang, I would suspect your orientation was problematic."
Using the information he provided, Zhan Bei Jue quickly found Ah Hao after some searching.
Comparing his and Mrs. Fang's movements, their trajectories perfectly overlapped.
They had entered and exited the same room in this club countless times within five minutes of each other.
However, Fang Shu Ya had not left any trace in this club.
Zhan Bei Jue observed the men who frequently appeared with Ah Hao again, then picked out one who looked relatively unfamiliar and asked Ah Zhong to use the honey trap again to call that person in and identify him.
"What do you mean by honey trap? President Zhan, I'm risking my life for a brother; you can't just label me."
"Don't worry. I won't tell Zhou Jin Bei about your performance today."
Through Zhan Bei Jue's painstaking search, the truth was finally unraveled.
This club did not have a fixed private room booked under Fang Shu Ya's name, but they did have rooms booked under the male escorts' names.
Moreover, the account names had only been active for a week.
Could it be said that Fang Shu Ya's wrongdoing had only been happening for a week?
Lu Ming Zhe recalled that during this past week, she had been happily enjoying herself with Xiang Wan in Yun Cheng, hadn't called Fang Shu Ya even once, and hadn't thought of her at all.
She was also a person, with flesh and blood and emotions, who would feel empty and lonely, and envy those around her who had everything.
Therefore, he didn't resent her; in fact, he breathed a sigh of relief.
So, he and Xiang Wan were back together, and they even had a daughter...
Such a big thing, and she didn't tell him sooner.
Zhan Bei Jue withdrew his sympathy.
"It's good that you can think that way. You were indeed in the wrong regarding Fang Shu Ya. It's best to part ways amicably."
The three parted ways, and Lu Ming Zhe returned home alone.
At home, Fang Shu Ya had specially invited a chef from her maiden family to cook a large table of delicious dishes for him.