The woman burst into laughter, her hand with red nail polish covering her crimson lips. "As expected of A Xian's girlfriend, so clever."
A Xian?
Chi Xian?
Ming Zheng narrowed her eyes. "You're here for Chi Xian?"
"Yes~"
The woman leaned softly in Ming Zheng's direction.
Ming Zheng shifted her body.
The woman then nestled into her side.
Her face, alluring to the bone, became even more charming. "I heard A Xian got a girlfriend and was very sad, so I wanted to see what kind of girl could make A Xian fall for her."
She tilted her head up, her captivating eyes seeming to be adorned with starlight, staring directly at Ming Zheng's face. "Sister, you are truly beautiful, not a single flaw can be found."
Ming Zheng: "..."
This woman was also quite attractive.
Her chest, her waist, her legs – she liked them all.
Especially her bewitching eyes.
But, it was no use being attractive.
She was straight.
Ming Zheng moved aside, distancing herself from the woman who was deliberately pressing against her. "Who are you?"
"Me..."
The woman pushed herself up.
Her soft, boneless waist exuded a captivating allure. "I am a very, very important woman in A Xian's life."
As she said this, she lowered her thick, long eyelashes and her voice softened with loss and sadness. Crying softly, she continued, "If it weren't for you appearing, it would be me standing next to A Xian right now."
Ming Zheng: "...Oh."
The woman suddenly looked up, her mouth agape. "Why aren't you angry?"
Ming Zheng: "Why should I be angry? Didn't you just say that if I hadn't appeared, you would have had your place? But now that I have appeared, then only I can be by Chi Xian's side. Why would I be angry?"
The woman froze.
It took her a long time to process Ming Zheng's logic.
She suddenly felt that what Ming Zheng said... made a lot of sense.
This reaction was not what she had anticipated.
This was not good.
It made it seem like she had no competitiveness at all.
The woman crawled towards Ming Zheng again, her soft, boneless waist pressed against Ming Zheng's body.
"Mmm, now I understand why A Xian would be so devoted to you."
Unlike other flirtatious vixens.
This young lady was a breath of fresh air.
The woman tutted.
Her alluring face leaned towards Ming Zheng's once more.
She even reached out a hand, intending to touch Ming Zheng's face.
As soon as her hand extended, it was again caught by Ming Zheng.
Ming Zheng glanced at her.
The woman pouted her fiery red lips and huffed in a娇媚 (jiāo mèi - charming and coquettish) manner, "Fine, if you don't want me to touch you."
She whimpered.
She retracted her head, her small mouth babbling, "I just wanted to see the young lady that A Xian waited for ten years and chose instead..."
She hadn't expected the young lady to be so aloof.
Completely denying her any opportunity to touch her.
The woman was murmuring her complaints in a low voice.
However, Ming Zheng keenly caught the words "waited ten years" and "new choice."
Ming Zheng's dark eyes deepened slightly under the brilliant lights.
"What do you mean?"
As she spoke, her voice inexplicably carried a hint of coolness.
The woman also looked puzzled as to why Ming Zheng's mood had suddenly changed. She raised her charming face. "What do you mean?"
"Who is the young lady Chi Xian waited for ten years?" Ming Zheng's last two words, as they left her lips, cast a shadow over her originally languid and calm, yet radiant face.
The woman's eyes widened. "I spoke so quietly, and you heard me?"
Her face displayed a look of panic and fluster.
Her narrow, alluring eyes darted left and right.
Then, she suddenly straightened her soft waist.
She threw herself into Ming Zheng's arms.
Her curvaceous, fiery body then landed directly in Ming Zheng's embrace.
The woman reached out and wrapped her arms around Ming Zheng's neck.
This series of actions was fluid and decisive.
It was also entirely taken advantage of Ming Zheng's attention being on that "young lady from ten years ago" that she succeeded.
"You misheard."
The woman said with a charming, coquettish smile, hooking her neck and acting extremely seductive. "I meant... Sister, you are so beautiful and have such a good personality. It's no wonder A Xian gave up on me and doesn't want me anymore..."
In her last sentence, she deliberately added a hint of a sob.
Whimpering again, she nestled closer into Ming Zheng's arms.
"A Xian's new girlfriend, you must comfort me properly..."
Ming Zheng: "..."
This woman seemed completely abnormal.
As the woman's face was about to press against her chest, Ming Zheng flipped her around.
She pinned the woman directly onto the bed.
Ming Zheng on top.
The woman below.
"Oh my... Sister, you're so passionate? You're making this sister feel a little shy."
The woman exclaimed in a charming and coquettish voice, then giggled. "Come on, Sister, comfort me with your body..."
Ming Zheng placed one foot against the woman's beautiful legs.
With one hand, she gripped the woman's wrists, holding them above her head and pinning them down.
This posture made the woman appear even more seductive.
If a man were present at this moment, he would likely be spurting blood from his nose.
But Ming Zheng, who was straight, remained expressionless, her dark eyes calm and unwavering, staring at her. "Don't change the subject. Answer my question."
Her pupils were unfathomably dark, as if gathering a storm ready to erupt.
The woman: "..."
It was all over now.
She seemed to have gone too far.
If A Xian found out about this...
If she got angry and decided she didn't want to be his girlfriend anymore...
She would be assassinated by A Xian... no, killed outright!
Killed with dismemberment, a cruel and merciless death!
The woman wished she could slap herself.
She shouldn't have blabbered!
She shouldn't have let slip!
But now, she was pinned down by Ming Zheng.
She couldn't slap herself.
She could only blink her alluring eyes and act cute.
The woman: "..."
Fine.
Looking at Ming Zheng's increasingly cold face, acting cute was useless.
To survive, she had no choice but to confess everything.
Otherwise...
It wouldn't be A Xian killing her outright,
But this young lady in front of her who would kill her!
The woman closed her eyes, her face displaying a look of resigned martyrdom. "I'll say it... I'll say it... I'll tell you everything you want to know!"
The woman's voice was dry, devoid of its former enchanting melody. "It's just that... I always thought A Xian had a young lady in his heart, but that young lady... she only met him ten years ago!"
After finishing, she observed Ming Zheng's expression.
Seeing Ming Zheng's eyes grow even darker, she shivered and quickly continued, "I mean... that was just ten years ago, they didn't even know each other's names, and ten years have passed..."
"And, and A Xian has you now, doesn't he?"