Chapter 701: Chapter 701: I Want to Find the Oldest, Ugliest, Most Disgusting Man
Seeing her suddenly step back and her back arch as if she were about to attack, both of them were startled, but upon a second glance, they realized Rong Yan seemed to have grasped at nothing and caught on to the situation.
Their expressions darkened, no longer wasting time with Rong Yan, they reached out to grab her, “Miss Rong, you’re drunk. We’ll take you back to your room!”
“Get away!” Rong Yan tried to dodge, whilst desperately shouting, hoping someone would come.
Her adversaries saw through her intentions and blocked the view from outside with their bodies, while telling her, “Miss Rong, you’re drunk!”
In the meantime, they took advantage of the situation and pulled out a spray canister, spraying her in the face. Rong Yan sensed a pungent odor and her vision suddenly went dark.
“We’ve brought the person you mentioned.”
“Let me check.” Rong Weiwei lifted the hair of the person thrown onto the bed to verify it was Rong Yan. Once confirmed, a slight smile curved the corner of her lips. She extended her hand to the two men disguised as hotel staff, “Where’s the cellphone you were supposed to find?”
“Here it is.” The person who had snatched Rong Yan’s cellphone handed it over to her.
Rong Weiwei took the cellphone, opened the call log, and sure enough, there were outbound calls.
Luckily, they were all missed.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Then, after looking through other areas of the phone, she found a message sent by Rong Yan that hadn’t yet been deleted. With eyes downcast, her delicate beauty merged with the light, looking gentle and yet strangely chilling. Her fingers swiftly imitated Rong Yan’s tone and sent another message.
[No need, I called Estelle. She’s coming over. I’ll take her car back to the company. You can go ahead with your things. Oh, and my phone battery is almost dead. If you can’t get through to me later, it’s probably because my phone died. Don’t worry, I’ll come back once I’m done.]
After sending the message, she waited a few minutes, decisively pressed the power button to shut down the phone, and threw it out the window.
Crash, a sound of breaking came from outside.
Rong Weiwei turned back with a shallow smile, looking at the two men waiting for her instructions, and softly said, “Sister seems to be in a lot of pain, how pitiful~”
Rong Yan had fainted, but her cheeks were flushed red, and her seaweed-like long hair was spread across the bed, making her fair skin more radiant and striking.
Her overwhelming beauty was extremely irritating to Rong Weiwei!
With a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, gentle as ever, she said, “Why don’t you go find some thugs to come and give ‘assistance’ to sister?”
Rong Weiwei let her hand drop, caressing Rong Yan’s cheek as gently as one would a delicate and pure flower, carrying a sense of pity, “Her skin is so hot, as if she will die without help, such a pity.”
“I can’t bear to see my dear sister just die like that.” She withdrew her hand, the soft smile hiding a bone-chilling coldness, “Alright, hurry up and find people. Remember, I want the oldest, ugliest, most disgusting men!”
Five years ago, she pulled Rong Yan down from the clouds and into the mud.
Five years later, she could crush the person who dared to rise again into hell using the same method.
Rong Weiwei sneered as she looked at the person on the bed, her eyes filled with triumph.
She knew using the same scheme a second time might not be as easy to succeed, but she was bold. Even if Rong Yan, that little bitch, was cautious of her, she probably never would have guessed that she’d make her move directly in the champagne.