Chapter 157 — The Notorious Thief
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Still, Sun Jingyan was genuinely curious about just what sort of background Wei Zhao had. In the bar she had somehow run into a formidable character, one who was in fact even more formidable than Wu Chengtian... The more Wei Zhao refused to talk, the more she wanted to know. Sometimes a woman's curiosity knows no bounds.
"Heh." Wei Zhao looked at Sun Jingyan, whose breath was sweet as an orchid and whose every gesture brimmed with allure, and had to admit that she stirred him. She was a stunner of the femme-fatale class.
But Wei Zhao was certain that Sun Jingyan's mature charm was put on. A woman of twenty-seven or twenty-eight could hardly be called a ripe beauty, and Sun Jingyan seemed deliberately to dress herself a little older. Whether she was even twenty-seven or twenty-eight was still an open question.
From the earlier exchange between Sun Jingyan and Wu Chengtian, Wei Zhao was sure her real age could not be very great; perhaps because of the workplace she made herself out to be older and more seasoned than she was.
"Is that how you usually talk to your boss, and to clients?" Wei Zhao's bones had gone soft and tingly from the sound of her voice, and he was a little ill at ease.
Sun Jingyan was taken aback for a moment, then her face flushed red as she suddenly realized that somewhere along the way she had started acting coquettish. Every woman knows how to play the coy, and even those who don't have plenty of examples in the movies... But Sun Jingyan was ordinarily not the coquettish type; otherwise she would not have dressed herself up as the grave, capable professional, the way those fresh-faced young girls do, batting their lashes and simpering at a client until a deal comes through.
This time, though, in her eagerness to learn about Wei Zhao, she had unconsciously slipped into that tone... which left her rather embarrassed. Fortunately the bar was dim, and Wei Zhao could not see her blush.
"Ahem... Little Handsome, do you think your sister is that kind of loose woman?" Seeing Wei Zhao, Sun Jingyan naturally treated him as a younger brother; after all, he did not look old, and he roused no sense of caution in her.
"Not really. But it's hard to say," Wei Zhao said bluntly.
"How about this, Little Handsome—you tell your sister what it is you do, and from now on I'll only talk this way to you and no one else, all right?" Sun Jingyan was not ordinarily like this; it was only that she was desperately curious about Wei Zhao, and he was probably not very old, so she might as well humor him like a little brother. She had nothing to lose.
"You really want to know?" Wei Zhao looked at Sun Jingyan with a half-smile.
Sun Jingyan nodded.
"All right, then I'll tell you. But don't go spreading it around." Wei Zhao put on a grave expression again.
"I won't..." Sun Jingyan nodded instinctively.
"The truth is, I'm a notorious thief..." Wei Zhao lowered his voice. "Though I've already washed my hands of it..."
"Uh..." Sun Jingyan stared at Wei Zhao in disbelief. On the face of it something seemed off, yet seeing how utterly deadpan he looked, it did not seem like a lie either, and she was at once half-convinced and half-doubtful. "Really? Well, don't worry—I promised you, and I definitely won't breathe a word..."
"Mm. Then give me a thousand yuan, and you can go," Wei Zhao said with a nod.
Sun Jingyan did not go back on her word. She took out her wallet, counted out ten bills, and handed them to Wei Zhao. He did not count them either, just took them in his hand.
"You're not even going to leave me your phone number..." Seeing that Wei Zhao had taken the money and said nothing, Sun Jingyan was rather piqued. Most men would take the initiative to ask for her number, wouldn't they? Even if she refused, they would insist on pressing theirs on her...
It seemed her charms really were no match for those two fresh-faced schoolgirls where Wei Zhao was concerned...