Wei Yumeng frowned upon hearing this, realizing that although Zoe had agreed to cooperate with the Zhan Group, he hadn't actually given up on her.
Wei Yumeng couldn't even understand where Zoe's sudden obsession stemmed from.
"Mr. Zoe, I believe I've made myself perfectly clear. I am already someone's wife and will not consider other men. I love my husband and my children dearly."
Wei Yumeng's tone was firm, and even her expression turned serious.
"If you've called me here for this matter, Mr. Zoe, then I apologize. I have other matters to attend to at the company soon, so I won't be staying any longer."
With that, she stood up, preparing to leave, disregarding whether such an action might be considered impolite.
"Wait, Miss Wei. Don't you want to know your husband's whereabouts?" Zoe suddenly spoke. "Compared to the situation abroad, I believe I have enough influence to prove that I know far more than you do."
Wei Yumeng froze. She desperately wanted to know Zhan Mohan's whereabouts. After all, they had been investigating for so long without any substantial clues.
While she pretended to be unfazed, in reality, if her work didn't occupy most of her thoughts, she would have gone mad with worry.
Wei Yumeng clenched her fists, her hands even trembling. She wanted to know, but she also knew Zoe wouldn't tell her so easily.
Zoe watched Wei Yumeng's wavering back, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Miss Wei, if you wish to know, I will naturally tell you," Zoe said, his voice betraying his smugness. "But you know very well what the exchange condition is."
Hearing this, Wei Yumeng's heart sank. She loathed Zoe's so-called exchange conditions.
It was the same when they discussed cooperation, and it was the same now.
She leaned towards the idea that Zoe's persistent pursuit was because he enjoyed this transactional approach, rather than any genuine affection for her.
Perhaps the thrill of "winning" a successful transaction was what motivated him to threaten others in this manner.
The more he acted like this, the more Wei Yumeng knew she couldn't fall into his trap.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zoe. While I am indeed eager to know my husband's whereabouts, and your influence is undeniable, we can still find clues through our own means. It's merely a matter of time. I love my husband and am willing to wait indefinitely."
Wei Yumeng didn't even turn back to look at Zoe, speaking in a calm tone.
Zoe watched Wei Yumeng's retreating figure, curious about what was going on in her mind.
She had the audacity to refuse his offers time and time again, when through him, many things could progress much faster.
This was precisely why, when he was in France, he was never short of female companions.
Those women always used his favor to gain their own interests, a balanced exchange of needs.
Even before meeting Wei Yumeng, Zoe believed all women were the same, willing to sell themselves for personal gain.
But Wei Yumeng was an exception. The more she remained unmoved by his propositions, the more interested he became in her.
Zoe stood up and walked behind Wei Yumeng. "You're right. Perhaps you can find Mr. Zhan's whereabouts with more time. But what if you run out of time?"
"What do you mean by that?" Wei Yumeng finally turned to face him.
"From what I know, Mr. Zhan's disappearance is heavily linked to the Zhan Group, and the mastermind behind it is no ordinary person, with immense backing. You are likely no match for them, which is why you haven't found Mr. Zhan's whereabouts for so long," Zoe paused before continuing, "Have you considered that since so much time has passed, Mr. Zhan has likely met with foul play? And even if he hasn't, how long do you think he can hold on?"
Wei Yumeng swayed. How could she not have considered it? Every night, she couldn't help but imagine the worst.
But she always reminded herself that not finding any news was also a form of good news, at least Zhan Mohan was still possibly alive.
"Given your investigation's progress, do you believe you have enough time to save your husband?"
As Zoe spoke, he deliberately leaned closer to Wei Yumeng's ear, inhaling her scent deeply and closing his eyes in enjoyment.
"If you agree to my terms, with our family's influence, we will find Mr. Zhan and bring him back within a week."
Wei Yumeng bit her lip. She couldn't deny that the offer was tempting.
If this could bring Zhan Mohan back, she was willing to pay any price.
But if something were to happen between her and Zoe, how could she face Zhan Mohan when he returned?
She didn't know. At least, she didn't know how to answer right now.
Zoe, however, was not in a hurry. "Miss Wei, you don't have to give me an answer now. Come find me when you've thought it over, and our transaction will still be valid. What do you say?"
"Let me think..." Wei Yumeng left these words behind and departed.
Zoe watched Wei Yumeng leave, a meaningful smile lingering on his lips.
"Miss Wei, I believe that even a woman like you can be won over by me."
Upon returning home, Wei Yumeng's heart remained unsettled.
Zoe's family's influence was beyond doubt. With his help, their search for someone would be twice as effective with half the effort.
However, she couldn't overcome her psychological barrier. She couldn't even imagine what it would be like to try and please Zoe like those other women.
Who could tell her what to do?
Wei Yumeng gazed out the window, unable to find an answer for herself.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Chai Yanyu had just finished his work. Although he had promised Wei Yumeng he wouldn't constantly follow her, it didn't mean he wasn't worried.
He checked the time, then opened his phone, scrolling to Wei Yumeng's name in his contacts.
But he hesitated for a long time, unsure whether to disturb her at this moment.
Just then, his phone suddenly rang. The caller ID displayed Wei Yumeng's name.
Chai Yanyu immediately answered the call, a hint of concern in his voice.
"Sister, has something happened?"
Wei Yumeng let out a wry chuckle. In Chai Yanyu's eyes, did she only call when she was in trouble?
She took a deep breath. "Can we talk?"
Chai Yanyu found Wei Yumeng's voice eerily serious and couldn't help but adopt a solemn tone.
"Alright."