I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 867: Calculating a Disaster For You With a Flick of a Finger

Chapter 867: Chapter 867: Calculating a Disaster For You With a Flick of a Finger

Suizi stood in the light, calmly watching Yu Jingting and the other woman.

Yu Jingting followed the light to see Suizi, expressionless.

He just stood there, gazing at Suizi from a distance.

His dance partner noticed Suizi, quickly grasped Yu Jingting’s hand, and watched Suizi with a defiant look, asking in halting Chinese with a coquettish tone:

"Jingting, who is she?"

The band and lighting crew onsite didn’t dare to make a sound, and the quiet ballroom was pervaded by a suffocating atmosphere.

"So, who am I?" Suizi, without making a fuss, stood there, even with a faint smile on her face.

Yu Jingting stood up straight, but his lips were tightly closed, and he watched Suizi without blinking.

"Jingting doesn’t want to bother with you, why are you still standing here?" the woman said to Suizi in a whining voice.

"How much?" Suizi asked.

The woman didn’t understand what she meant and could only look at Suizi with confusion.

Suizi smiled at her, and Yu Jingting visibly sighed with relief.

"I won’t make things difficult for you; we all work for money. It’s not easy coming from so far—Lao Er Yang, take her down for some drink to rest, oh, and get her a pair of soft slippers."

The woman was so baffled by her unexpected move that she looked down at her own feet.

"Your high heels are poor quality, the angle makes it clear they must be tiring. Your boss isn’t too good to you, huh? Making you wear those for such a long trip?"

Turning towards the direction of the lights, Suizi spoke out loud: "Lao Er Yang, take her to the state-owned store tomorrow to buy a pair of comfortable shoes, charge it to the public account, pick the most expensive ones."

It seemed like she could hear Lao Er Yang’s quiet grumble: Why is it always him?

Suizi thought to herself, who made you write that letter in the first place, if not to give you a hard time?

The woman was already thrown into disarray by Suizi’s reaction, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

Majestically like a queen, Suizi beckoned to Yu Jingting.

"The play’s over, aren’t you coming over?"

Yu Jingting was still admiring his wife’s valor, reluctant to end the moment.

"Wife, I want to dance with you, shall we waltz? Come on, play the music~" Yu Jingting gestured to the band.

The band, witnessing the whole scene, was at a loss, perplexed by the couple’s bizarre reactions.

"Dancing can wait; when we get back, I can dance with you all day and night—" Suizi paused.

In an utterly serious tone that somehow made Yu Jingting instantly think of various scenarios...

"But now, with friends coming from afar, dancing isn’t urgent—Old Master Hu, have you had your fill of watching?"

The smile in Yu Jingting’s eyes deepened, mixed with full-blown pride.

He knew she would definitely understand the hint he gave; his wife never disappointed him.

"You brat! We agreed not to tell her, you’ve broken the rules!" a venerable yet powerful voice called out from the side.

Yu Jingting laughed loudly, his laugh incredibly boisterous.

"Hahaha! Old man, you’ve got to admit defeat."

An elderly man with a crew cut appeared from behind the band, looking to be in his sixties or seventies, but still in excellent spirits, his voice roaring like thunder.

Suizi had never met him, but she knew his identity.

This was Fourth Master’s foster father, Old Master Hu.

While Suizi sized up Old Master Hu, he was also examining Suizi, noting her slender figure and exquisite appearance, which added a few more layers of suspicion in his eyes.

"You’re the girl who gave me the three pouches? Did you personally write the notes inside?"

Beauty and intelligence were two characteristics that, in Old Master Hu’s mind, usually belonged to different people: beautiful women lacked intelligence, smart women weren’t beautiful.

Suizi’s appearance undermined his preconceived notions, and his first reaction was that Yu Jingting was fooling around.

"Old man, can’t accept defeat? Upset that my wife figured out your little schemes?" Yu Jingting said with a grin as he held Suizi close, though deep down he wasn’t as casual as he appeared.

Even though he had given his wife some hints beforehand, it was natural for her to be upset about this, as he was a man with principles and lines that shouldn’t be crossed. He’d apologize, accept punishment, even kneel and scrub the washing board if needed, but not being allowed in bed was definitely not an option...

"Girl, he bet on you with me, aren’t you angry?" Old Master Hu seemed able to read Yu Jingting’s current nervousness and deliberately brought up what Yu Jingting feared the most.

Suizi said with a light smile, "If it were with malicious intent, showing no respect for me, I would surely be angry."

The arm with which Yu Jingting was holding Suizi stiffened, and he felt wretched.

"But, the fault in this matter does not lie with him, does it? Old Master Hu, you forced him into doing this, even sealing my Aunt Jinnan’s lips. I guess you threatened them with reasons they couldn’t refuse, right?"

Old Master Hu’s surprised expression told Suizi she had guessed right again.

"How do you know all this? Are you sure nobody tipped you off in advance?" Old Master Hu couldn’t believe there was a woman in the world so intelligent. How did she manage to discern things so accurately from thousands of miles away?

"I’ve told you before, my wife’s intelligence is a gift from the heavens, how could she not know? Besides, to prevent Jingting and Jinnan from cheating, you had people watch us twenty-four hours a day; there were even people next to us when we went to the toilet. You almost left me constipated, and you think we could cheat under your little cloak and dagger?"

After saying this, Yu Jingting looked deeply at Suizi. Wife, I’m not praising you just because I’m scared of not being allowed in bed.

He truly believed that Suizi was the smartest person. She was always street-smart, and these past few years, subtly influenced by her biological father, she had acquired a certain flair, truly deserving of the title "strategist."

When Suizi heard that they were being watched twenty-four hours a day, her heart tightened suddenly.

He must be in a life-or-death situation outside.

Otherwise, why would that man, so concerned for her, make such a bet with Old Master Hu? He must have been backed into a corner, driven to desperate measures, and even with his life hanging by a thread, he still managed to leave her so many clues.

"I know perhaps more than you can imagine. I can guess not only the motive behind you forcing my husband to bet with you but also the truth behind your kidnapping," she said.

Old Master Hu wore another expression of shock.

"Really, it wasn’t fourth boy, that rascal, who told you?"

"Father-in-law has been deliberately training Jingting and me over the past two years, and he wouldn’t intervene unless absolutely necessary. Besides—" Suizi paused, speaking slowly yet emphatically, "My father-in-law is not a rascal; he’s a good person."

Old Master Hu’s jaw nearly dropped.

Good, a good person?

His own son, disobedient and as cunning as cow hair, is associated with the word ’good’?

"This isn’t the place to talk, Dong Lai Shun should still be open. Why don’t we talk over dinner?" Suizi suggested, piquing the old gentleman’s appetite.

After laying out so much groundwork, she felt even more confident.

Suizi glanced at her watch, noting that she was exactly four and a half hours late compared to the time he was supposed to come home.

She had once said that she would never nag him, but she would deal with the people who caused his delayed return.

Thinking of this, Suizi looked meaningfully at Old Master Hu, counting on her fingers. This old man was in for some trouble tonight.

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