Le Fu Supermarket.
A convenient small supermarket, its indoor area barely exceeding one hundred square meters. Although small, it had everything. It sold all sorts of goods, and there were three stock clerks inside.
One of them, with her hair tied in a ponytail, had a slender figure. She was bending over, tidying items on the bottom shelf. She was wearing tight jeans, which, due to her posture, made her hips appear full and rounded.
At this moment, two male customers, whether intentionally or unintentionally, stood near her. One stood at the entrance of the aisle, positioned perfectly to block the camera's view of the girl.
The other man, wearing a floral shirt, walked back and forth behind the girl two or three times, a mischievous grin on his face. Finally, he bumped into her from behind.
The ponytail girl exclaimed, quickly straightened up, and turned around, glaring with anger at the man in the floral shirt who was now in front of her. "What are you doing? Are you harassing me!"
Ye Huohuo stood by a nearby shelf, holding a box of chocolates. She had witnessed the entire scene.
She then saw the woman's appearance; it was indeed Chen Dong's new girlfriend.
She couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Chen Dong wasn't a good person, but his taste in women was excellent. Putting aside the woman's character, her figure alone was quite alluring.
Full where it should be, slender and captivating where it should be.
Ye Huohuo looked down at her own figure and couldn't help but shake her head, wondering if she, at the age of twenty, could still develop further...
Suddenly, she remembered Chen Dong's vulgar words when he had her pinned down in Du Lihua's illusion. He had once said that he chose Du Lihua as his wife because he liked her figure and was obsessed with her body.
She glanced at the other woman again. It seemed he was now dating this stock clerk for her figure as well. Ye Huohuo recalled the information she had previously seen. This girl's name should be Fang Fang.
Ye Huohuo had expected Fang Fang to slap the man in the floral shirt, or at least scold him. After all, the man's actions had constituted indecent assault, and most women would not remain indifferent.
If any man dared to treat her that way, she would make him regret being born a man.
But to her surprise, after seeing the man in the floral shirt, Fang Fang didn't get angry. She merely rolled her eyes at him. From Ye Huohuo's perspective, that look held not resentment, but a hint of flirtatiousness.
At this moment, the man who had been blocking the aisle walked over, took out a wad of cash from his pocket, and flashed it before Fang Fang's eyes. "This is Young Master Ming. He came all this way just for you. It's your fortune that Young Master Ming fancies you. Didn't Young Master Ming arrange to take you out last night at the banquet? Why did you stand him up? If you anger Young Master Ming, neither you nor your spineless boyfriend will have a good outcome."
Fang Fang smiled gently, raising her hand and tracing the patterns on Young Master Ming's floral shirt. Her slender fingertips seemed to caress not his chest, but the very tip of his heart.
Young Master Ming's body immediately went soft, and his breathing grew heavy.
"You little vixen, if you behave, this money is yours. Serve this young master well, and you'll get not only this money but much, much more! How about it?"
Young Master Ming took Fang Fang's hand, pressed the money into her palm, and then kissed the back of her hand.
From Ye Huohuo's angle, she could clearly see their interaction. It wasn't a kiss, but a lick on her hand. Even Ye Huohuo, as an observer, felt a shiver run down her spine.
"Young Master Ming, you're so naughty, you're making me ticklish."
Fang Fang's expression shifted rapidly. She withdrew her hand as if hesitating, then raised an eyebrow and stuffed the money into her jeans pocket, looking at the man in the floral shirt with a raised eyebrow.
"Young Master Ming, let's be direct. This is a deposit. After we're done, you still have to pay half as the final payment, how about it?"
Young Master Ming, likely a rich second-generation heir, beamed upon hearing Fang Fang's words, his lecherous demeanor evident despite his expensive clothes.
The man beside him, presumably his subordinate, looked ingratiating, almost to the point of licking his shoes.
Young Master Ming winked at his subordinate, who immediately understood.
"Miss Fang, money is a trivial matter. As long as you please Young Master Ming, any amount of money is fine. Please, the car is right outside!"
"The car? You want to go now..." Fang Fang's eyes were filled with surprise.
But after touching the money in her pocket, she gritted her teeth. "Alright, but if I'm not comfortable in the car, you'll have to pay extra!"
"No problem! Money is never an issue." Young Master Ming slung an arm around Fang Fang's shoulders, half-pulling and half-dragging her out of the supermarket and into a black SUV parked in the open-air parking lot of the residential complex.
Once they left, people inside the supermarket immediately started whispering amongst themselves.
Ye Huohuo, in her haste to follow, didn't listen closely to their conversations, only catching fragments like "vixen, shameless."
She quickened her steps, melting into the shadows to observe the car.
Indeed, as soon as Fang Fang and Young Master Ming got into the car and closed the doors, the vehicle began to shake.
The subordinate from earlier sat down on a stone pier nearby, took out a cigarette, and lit it.
He blew smoke rings as he watched the increasingly violent shaking of the car.
"Pah, just because they have some damn money! You'll cry someday!" The subordinate spat on the ground, muttering obscenities.
Ye Huohuo took it all in, chuckling inwardly. "Chen Dong, you discard your devoted wife like refuse, yet cherish a woman like Fang Fang."
But then she reconsidered. Fang Fang lived in Chen Dong's residential complex, and her behavior just now clearly indicated she wasn't trying to hide anything.
Not only Ye Huohuo had heard her conversation with Young Master Ming, but others inside the supermarket had too, especially the other store employees. Yet, none of them showed any surprise.
This meant that Fang Fang's actions were commonplace for them. Even if Chen Dong rarely came home due to work, his mother lived in this complex. It was impossible for her not to know about these things.
If she knew Fang Fang was such a woman, why would she allow her son to associate with her?
It didn't make sense. It was too illogical.
However, now was not the time to resolve all her doubts. She could only suppress her questions and continue to monitor the still-shaking car.
Looking at the car, she was reminded of her first encounter with Li Mohan. The car she had seen from a distance then looked similar to the current situation. At that time, she had thought Li Mohan had fallen into the opponent's trap and lost his virtue!
She hadn't expected him to have such strong willpower, to maintain his sanity even under a severe curse, and to kick away the beautiful woman who had been presented to him.
Thinking of his disheveled appearance back then, she regretted not taking a picture as a souvenir; she might never have such an opportunity again.
The car continued to shake.
Ye Huohuo felt her legs grow numb, and the subordinate sitting on the stone pier had already stubbed out a pile of cigarette butts.
"Truly a beast. That drug seems quite effective. Next time, I'll try a couple myself, to kill that little slut! I'll f*** her!"
The subordinate's foul language had been incessant during this time, making Ye Huohuo's face flush. She really wished she could sew his mouth shut with a needle.
Finally, the car stopped shaking. After a while, Young Master Ming emerged, looking satisfied, with a smudge of light pink lipstick on his lips.
It was the lipstick Fang Fang had been wearing.
Soon, Fang Fang also emerged from the car. Although she had tidied herself up, her hair was still somewhat disheveled, and she had reapplied some powder. Perhaps due to the haste, there were still faint traces of tears at the corners of her eyes.
Ye Huohuo, with her sharp eyes, noticed this even from a distance.
She unconsciously recalled the feeling of being with Li Mohan in bed the previous night, the pain and pleasure flooding her simultaneously like surging waves.
Ye Huohuo shook her head slightly, dismissing the reverie, wondering why she was so off today, constantly zoning out, always thinking of that Li Mohan.
She collected herself and looked over. Seeing Fang Fang's slightly unsteady steps, she suddenly felt a pang of pity for her. To do such things with someone she didn't love... wasn't that miserable...
Just then, Ye Huohuo suddenly sensed something was amiss. Could it be?