Chapter 8 Ugh! Zhi Zhi Got Hit On by Someone Else

Chapter 8 Ugh! Zhi Zhi Got Hit On by Someone Else

The voice was very pleasant, clear as a mountain stream at dawn, with a hint of hoarseness from intoxication.

It took Shen Zhiyue a few moments to react. "Where are you? I'll come to pick you up."

There was a long pause before the reply came slowly. "Nightshade."

"Okay, wait for me. I'll be right there," Shen Zhiyue said as he put on his shoes, opened the door, and walked out. "It's hard to get a taxi here; it might take a while. Wait for me there, okay?"

There was no response, and the call was disconnected soon after.

The villa area was far from the bustling city, making it indeed difficult to get a taxi. Shen Zhiyue stood outside in the cold wind for half an hour, increasing the taxi fare to 200 yuan before a driver finally accepted the ride.

By the time he arrived at the Nightshade Bar, it was already past 1 a.m.

Wearing a mask, only his mesmerizing peach blossom eyes were visible. He scanned the bar and spotted a man sitting at a booth in the distance.

From the first glance, Shen Zhiyue could tell that this man was the one with the pleasant voice from the phone call.

Shen Zhiyue's professional instincts started to kick in. Jiang Huizhou's voice and appearance matched too well.

He walked over, placed his hands on the handles of the wheelchair, leaned down slightly, and whispered in Jiang Huizhou's ear, "Jiang Huizhou?"

Jiang Huizhou turned his head and saw his most detested wife standing before him, wearing a black mask and looking down at him.

They were very close, and Jiang Huizhou could smell the scent of Shen Zhiyue's shower gel and shampoo.

Among the various perfumes in the bar, it was refreshingly different.

Jiang Huizhou's eyes darkened, thinking that Shen Zhiyue had just taken a shower after rolling in bed with a lover.

Shen Zhiyue, getting closer, caught a scent reminiscent of temple incense—deep and calming.

"You didn't drink?" Shen Zhiyue said. "I don't smell alcohol on you."

Jiang Huizhou smiled faintly. "Just a little bit."

But the smile didn't reach his eyes, distant and polite.

The people around soon noticed Shen Zhiyue and began to chime in. "Oh, this is our young master Jiang's wife, isn't it? Why are you wearing a mask at the bar?"

Shen Zhiyue straightened up and looked at the people sitting around Jiang Huizhou.

Their eyes held lewd or contemptuous looks, and it was clear at a glance that none of them were good people.

Shen Zhiyue dropped his gaze and asked, "Should I take you home?"

Jiang Huizhou looked up at Shen Zhiyue.

He hadn't expected Shen Zhiyue to actually come tonight. At this time, Shen Zhiyue would usually be with some lover.

He also knew that his so-called friends had called Shen Zhiyue just to mock and humiliate him, but he didn't stop them. Because only in this way could he make that person relax their guard. The more miserable and despicable his life was, the happier that person would be.

And humans, in moments of extreme joy and smugness, were most likely to expose their vulnerabilities.

Seeing that Shen Zhiyue didn't respond to them, a man with yellow hair reached out and snatched off Shen Zhiyue's mask.

"You're at a bar, why wear a mask? We're all young master Jiang's friends here. Who doesn't know your lewd and shameful nature, huh, omega?"

Shen Zhiyue shot him a cold look.

The yellow-haired man felt a bit uneasy under this gaze, but with so many people around, he couldn't let an omega scare him.

So he grinned awkwardly. "What kind of look is that? Am I wrong? But still, apart from being handsome, there's nothing else that attracts omegas to our young master Jiang! Especially since our young master Jiang, well... whether he can even get it up is still a mystery, no wonder Jiang Furen couldn't stand the loneliness and cheated!..."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his lewd gaze was openly placed on Shen Zhiyue. "I heard you'll let anyone have you. How about it, do we brothers get lucky enough to sample Jiang Furen today?"