Wei Yumeng was dragged directly to the wardrobe. The moment Zhan Mohan opened it, her heart sank.
She knew Zhan Mohan had found out about her whereabouts today. Although he might not know why, he had clearly misunderstood her again.
Zhan Mohan took the coat Wei Yumeng had worn that day from the hanger and pulled out a room key card directly from the inner pocket on the right side. He held it up in front of Wei Yumeng, his voice pressing and demanding.
"Then tell me, what is this, and why do you have a room card here?"
Her mind went blank for a moment; she didn't even know how to explain to Zhan Mohan.
Seeing her silence, the man curled his lips mockingly, "What, you're not even willing to explain now?"
Wei Yumeng's pupils trembled slightly. "If I explain, will you believe me?"
She was afraid that even if she explained, Zhan Mohan would still stick to his guns and think she was messing around with other men outside.
If that were the case, she might as well not explain.
Zhan Mohan frowned. "I have to hear your explanation before I can believe you."
He wasn't afraid of her explaining; he was afraid she wasn't even willing to explain herself. How little she must have valued him to have such an indifferent attitude.
Wei Yumeng took a deep breath and snatched the room card from his hand.
"Alright, I'll tell you. Zhao Qiansheng gave it to me. He asked me to find him at this hotel tomorrow night at seven. He said he had evidence of Wei Jin harming you and Zhan Lin."
Hearing this, Zhan Mohan's gloomy brows relaxed for a moment.
"So, you were planning to go alone tomorrow and fall into his trap?"
"Whether it's a trap or not, I want to try. I want to know the truth about that car accident more than you do, so I'm willing to take this risk."
So that the gap between them could be closed.
"I forbid it," the man said coldly, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"This matter should have a conclusion. Do you want me to live in the Zhan family forever under this bad reputation? I've had enough of being misunderstood, enough of everyone here looking at me like I'm a murderer."
Regardless of whether Wen Yulan was already repulsed by her because of Zhan Lin, no one wanted to bear the blame for someone else.
"I told you, I will investigate and clarify. If it really wasn't you, I will definitely clear your name. Zhao Qiansheng couldn't possibly know about what happened back then, and he doesn't even know you."
Zhan Mohan felt that Wei Yumeng was like someone possessed now. No matter who said anything about the car accident, she was willing to listen, even if Zhao Qiansheng asked her to go immediately, he felt she would go.
Wei Yumeng's heart pounded like a drum. Too many possibilities flashed through her mind. She raised her eyes and asked him.
"What if Wei Jin told him?"
"No matter what, I won't allow you to take this risk. Tomorrow night, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Stay at home."
Zhan Mohan clasped her shoulders, his gaze serious, his words filled with threat.
Having spent so much time with him, Wei Yumeng knew his temper well. She could only go along with him; otherwise, she didn't know if she would make it through tonight.
For now, she could only agree and decide to meet Zhao Qiansheng tomorrow night.
She nodded obediently, "Alright, I'll listen to you. I won't see him. But you have to promise me that you will investigate this matter thoroughly and clear my name."
Seeing her agree, Zhan Mohan's ferocity gradually subsided. A hint of softness appeared in his eyes as he pulled her into his embrace, stroking her back patiently.
"When have I ever gone back on my word, Mrs. Zhan?"
Wei Yumeng's heart trembled. She looked up at Zhan Mohan in surprise. This was the first time she had heard him call her Mrs. Zhan in such a gentle tone.
From the moment she married Zhan Mohan, she knew she was merely a pawn in the Zhan family. Initially, it was because Old Master Zhan was superstitious and thought she could help Zhan Mohan recover. Later, it was out of consideration for the Zhan family's reputation that they didn't let her and Zhan Mohan divorce.
But now, because of Wei Jin's issues, Old Master Zhan's patience had clearly run out. He no longer intended to let her remain Zhan Mohan's wife.
Just when she saw a glimmer of hope, it was doused by a bucket of cold water, extinguishing it completely.
Now, the only way she could stay by Zhan Mohan's side was to uncover the truth about the car accident. Only then would she have a chance to salvage things.
Wei Yumeng leaned into Zhan Mohan's embrace, cherishing the rare and precious warmth. After all, no one knew what challenges and difficulties they would face in the future. All they could do was cherish the present.
The next day, after finishing work, Wei Yumeng specifically went to ask Fang Xun.
"Is President Zhan working overtime today?"
Fang Xun was a little curious. It was rare to see Wei Yumeng asking about President Zhan. Was the sun rising from the west?
"I don't know. But he has a meeting with a business partner tonight at seven to finalize a contract. Madam, is there something you need?"
Wei Yumeng shook her head. "No, I just thought about how I made him embarrassed in front of President Fang yesterday, and I wanted to treat him to a meal to make up for it."
Fang Xun's face broke into a smile. It seemed there had been progress between these two recently.
"It's rare for Madam to have such a thought. Shall I call President Zhan for you?"
"No!" Wei Yumeng quickly grabbed his hand upon hearing Fang Xun wanted to call Zhan Mohan. "No need, I want to give him a surprise. Please don't tell him for now."
Fang Xun nodded as if he suddenly understood.
"I get it. This is a bit of fun between a couple. Don't worry, I'll definitely keep it a secret for Madam."
"Then I'll go prepare," Wei Yumeng said and left the company.
Leaving the company, she looked up at the seventeenth floor, feeling a bit anxious. Zhan Mohan's tenderness last night was still vivid in her mind, and today she was going to meet Zhao Qiansheng behind his back. She felt a pang of guilt.
If he knew she had gone behind his back, he would tear her apart.
But since she had made up her mind, there was no turning back. Although Zhan Mohan said he would clear her name, after so many investigations, the results were always the same. Clearly, someone was behind it.
Thinking this, she clenched her fist and decided to take the plunge.
Before she was even ready, Zhao Qiansheng had already called impatiently.
His voice was as effeminate as ever, lacking any masculine vigor, yet it didn't make him sound weak.
Perhaps this was what they called an "ancient charm."
But even so, it couldn't suppress Wei Yumeng's disgust for him.
"Have you made up your mind, Miss Wei?"
"I hope you can give me what I want. Otherwise, even if I die with you, I won't let you go."
She said through gritted teeth, her voice full of force.
Zhao Qiansheng readily agreed, "Don't worry. It's not beneficial for me to deceive you. I just want to have you once. After it's done, I will naturally give you the evidence."
"You'd better remember what you said."
After hanging up the phone, Wei Yumeng first went to the supermarket to buy some self-defense items. She didn't intend to truly give herself to Zhao Qiansheng; she just wanted him to hand over the evidence.
However, she didn't know if this trip would go smoothly.
After buying everything, she entered the hotel and soon stood outside the room. She raised her hand and knocked.