However, considering that while many were pursuing her, none could compare to Song Enshu in both looks and family background... Tong Wen hesitated.
Tong Wen struggled back and forth for a long time and eventually decided to go to the Red Leaf Hotel the next afternoon and book room 803.
This room was diagonally opposite room 808.
She had actually wanted the room directly opposite, 807, or the adjacent 810 or 806, but the clerk said those were already booked...
She had no choice but to choose one that was relatively close.
Tong Wen found a chair and placed it in front of her door to secretly listen to the noises outside.
When she heard footsteps, she would quietly peek through the peephole.
By nearly eight in the evening, she finally saw the gentle and handsome Song Enshu smiling brightly as he entered room 808 with several equally radiant young men and women.
She couldn’t help but feel elated.
Heh, half of the plan had succeeded already.
And the other half shouldn’t be difficult, either.
She thought that these people must be planning to get Song Enshu drunk and then leave him in the room, waiting for Li Fangwei to come and seal the deal.
All she needed, then, was to knock Li Fangwei out when the time came, and take her place.
Tong Wen was very excited and did not feel the time passing slowly; instead, she wished time could slow down even more so she could gather more courage.
She waited and waited, and finally, the group began to leave one by one.
Tong Wen had counted beforehand—there were eight people including Song Enshu.
Now, seven had left...
Only Song Enshu had not come out.
It seemed her guess was correct; those people had indeed left Song Enshu drunk in the room.
Tong Wen regretted not having the skills to pick locks, otherwise, she would have entered the room right then.
She had taken a close look before, and though Song Enshu was not as spectacularly talented as Shen Ci, the more she looked at him, the more attractive he seemed—she felt she really might be starting to like him.
She swore that if she could successfully win over Song Enshu, she would force herself to forget Shen Ci and lead a good life.
With this belief, she continued to wait eagerly...
Finally, Li Fangwei came, heavily made up.
Tong Wen took advantage of Li Fangwei’s concentration on opening room 808, rushed out swiftly, and covered her nose with a towel soaked in the drugged substance they had prepared beforehand.
Lin Fangwei passed out without even realizing if her attacker was male or female.
Tong Wen smiled faintly, walked past Lin Fangwei, opened the door to room 808, and tiptoed inside.
Fearing that Song Enshu might not be drunk enough, she dared not turn on the light. Relying on the dim nightlight, she felt her way to the side of the bed, vaguely saw the silhouette on it, and sensed the heavy smell of alcohol in the air...
No need to guess, this must be the drunken Song Enshu, right?
Tong Wen struggled to contain her joy as she imagined Song Enshu’s clean, handsome features and slowly climbed onto the bed.
Hours later, Tong Wen was abruptly yanked from the bed in a dazed state.
Her eyes widened in shock as she saw a large group of people standing in the room.
Her heart leaped with joy: Hmph, she had been afraid that no one would see.
She knew someone would come... Thus, before falling asleep, she had deliberately put on pajamas.
Now with witnesses, all she needed was to sell her story by playing the innocent victim.
She cried out loudly, just about to say, "I don’t know what happened, but the peripheral vision of my eye suddenly realized the man still lost in a drunken stupor on the bed wasn’t Song Enshu, but a stranger she had never seen before.
The only consolation was, he wasn’t very ugly.
She knew someone would come... Thus, before falling asleep, she had deliberately put on pajamas.
Now with witnesses, all she needed was to sell her story by playing the innocent victim.
She cried out loudly, just about to say, "I don’t know what happened, but the peripheral vision of my eye suddenly realized the man still lost in a drunken stupor on the bed wasn’t Song Enshu, but a stranger she had never seen before.
The only consolation was, he wasn’t very ugly.