Chapter 18: Beat Them At Their Own Game (1)


    <strong>Trantor:</strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion<i></i><strong>Editor:</strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Song Zhizhi went back to her room,y down on the bed, and slept for real.


    She had to rx her mind before she tried to sort out what she was going to do next.


    She knew Nie Wenzhi definitely would not just stand by and watch her do as she pleased. Nie Wenzhi would definitely take some sort of action. That family would never allow her to marry Ji Baijian. Nie Wenzhi had always reserved that spot for Nie Xiaofei.


    Song Zhizhi rolled out of bed, washed up briefly, and opened her bedroom door, preparing to leave the room.


    Outside the door, she saw Nie Xiaofei standing in the doorway with a smile on her face.


    Of course Song Zhizhi knew that Nie Xiaofei must be up to no good.


    “Looking for me?” Song Zhizhi asked.


    “Let’s go out for dinner tonight, just the two of us. It’s been so long since we had dinner with each other. A lot of things have happened, so I’d like to have a chat with you alone. Not only will it be fun, we can also clear up some misunderstanding between us. I don’t want a rift to appear between us two because of some unnecessary things,” Nie Xiaofei invited her sincerely.


    “Sounds good,” Song Zhizhi agreed without hesitation, “I feel like I owe you an exnation regarding the matter of Ji Baijian, regardless of whether you really like him or not.”


    “I’m don’t mind it. I’m just worried for you, sis. You must be under great pressure,” Nie Xiaofei said lovably. “Then it’s a deal. I’ll book the restaurant.”


    “No, I’ll do it,” said Song Zhizhi, “I heard the Garden Restaurant at the top floor of the Four Seasons International Hotel has a famous new dish. We should go try it.”


    Nie Xiaofei seemed to hesitate for a moment, but after thinking about it, she agreed. “Okay.”


    “Then it’s decided.”


    “Mm.” Nie Xiaofei agreed, “I’m going back to my room to change.”


    Song Zhizhi nodded. She looked at Nie Xiaofei’s back with a smirk.


    So, Nie Wenzhi and Nie Xiaofei had something nned?


    She would go along with it and beat them at their own game.


    She closed the door to her room and made a call.


    The call connected.


    “Miss Song.”


    “Song. Zhi. Zhi.” Song Zhizhi said one word at a time.


    “Huh?”


    “My name is Song Zhizhi,” Song Zhizhi repeated, “Stop calling me Miss Song.”


    She thought she heard the faintest sound of a smirk, but the toneing from the other side of the phone did not change. Ji Baijian’s voice remained indifferent. “Please speak.”


    “Nie Xiaofei asked me to have dinner with her tonight. I have a feeling that she’s up to no good. I chose to dine at the restaurant on the top floor of your family’s Four Seasons International Hotel. Can you arrange for someone to help me monitor her to see if she makes any strange moves?” Song Zhizhi briefed Ji Baijian.


    “No problem,” Ji Baijian easily agreed without making any furtherment.


    After hanging up the phone, Song Zhizhi thought briefly before she changed her clothes and walked out.


    Nie Xiaofei was already waiting for her in the living room. When she saw Song Zhizhi walk out, she quickly went to her and said, “Let’s go!”


    Song Zhizhi nodded. Qin Ciling had woken up and was sitting in the living room with Nie Wenzhi, so Song Zhizhi went to say goodbye to them first. Although the Song family was a family of government officials, they were not too restrictive on the freedom of the young family members. Qin Ciling only reminded Song Zhizhi to be careful not to make any more trouble before letting her go.


    Uncle Zhang drove Song Zhizhi and Nie Xiaofei to the Four Seasons International Hotel.


    They sat at a table next to the window.


    It was a western restaurant, so the ambience was rather dim. The beautiful piano music in the background added to the romantic feel of the ce.


    The waiter served their dinner as well as a bottle of 1982 Lafite Rothschild they ordered. The two of them had always dined luxuriosly whenever they dined together.


    “Your actions in thest few days have been very puzzling, sis. Can you tell me now, what’s really going on with you?” Nie Xiaofei asked very seriously, looking very concerned.


    “I’ve just figured out a lot of things, that’s all. I can’t selfishly do as I please all the time,” Song Zhizhi replied diplomatically, “I’ll definitely marry Ji Baijian. You should ept that, Xiaofei.”


    “I’m fine. I won’t fight with you, sis. Initially, I only said I like Ji Baijian and want to marry him to relieve that burden off your shoulders. If you really do like Ji Baijian, I won’t interfere. But what about Yi Wenhan? He treated you so well. Have you forgotten about him already?” Nie Xiaofei looked regretful.


    “Me and Yi Wenhan…” Song Zhizhi was about to say something when her phone rang.


    Seeing the caller ID, she frowned a little.


    Nie Xiaofei also saw the caller ID on her phone screen. She quickly said, “Why don’t you exin things to him properly. Even us bystanders feel baffled, let alone Yi Wenhan. You do owe him an exnation.”


    Song Zhizhi pursed her lips and said, “Okay, I’ll go take a call.”


    Nie Xiaofei nodded obediently. “You take your time. I’ll wait for you.”


    Song Zhizhi got up. She took a moment to look around. The western restaurant was quite dark. The soft light in the restaurant only illuminated each table, and the other spots were basically hidden in darkness. But she just knew that Ji Baijian was in a corner somewhere.


    She took her phone and walked to the side.


    Nie Xiaofei made sure that Song Zhizhi had walked away before taking out a packet of white powder from her bag. She poured the white powder into Song Zhizhi’s ss of wine. After doing that, she looked around to make sure no one saw her before sitting back down with relief. A smirk appeared on her face.


    Song Zhizhi was on the phone. The voice that came out of the phone was Yi Wenhan’s. His gentle voice spoke words so cringey that it made Song Zhizhi feel sick. She quickly said, “I’m having dinner with Xiaofei right now. Why don’t youe over. We’ll clear the air between us.”


    Yi Wenhan immediately agreed.


    Song Zhizhi hung up the phone.


    She was about to go back to her table when a silhouette suddenly appeared in front of her.


    She almost bumped into the silhouette. The silhouette took a step back, maintaining the distance between them.


    From that action alone, Song Zhizhi could figure out who the person was.


    “Come with me,” the cold voice above her head softly said.


    Song Zhizhi followed Ji Baijian to a secluded corner of the restaurant.


    Ji Baijian said, “Nie Xiaofei put something in your ss of wine. I’ve asked someone to switch your sses around. Wait here for a minute.”


    The corner of Song Zhizhi’s mouth curled up.


    She knew Nie Xiaofei was up to no good. She told Ji Baijian, “Yi Wenhan ising over.”


    Ji Baijian frowned. “You sure aren’t afraid of causing amotion, Miss Song. Aren’t you worried that there might be paparazzis here?”


    “I believe that the Ji Hong Group will never let something like that happen in the industry under their name,” said Song Zhizhi. She then asked seriously, “Is it so hard to call me by name?”


    “We’re not that close,” stated Ji Baijian bluntly.


    Song Zhizhi really wanted to roll her eyes! If we’re not that close why did you sleep with me?


    “Since Yi Wenhan ising over, I want you to help me put something inside Yi Wenhan’s wine too,” said Song Zhizhi.


    “Are you sure?”


    “Very,” Song Zhizhi said, “I didn’t want to go this far, but…”


    Ji Baijian looked at her indifferently. He seemed to have little interest in what she had to say.


    Song Zhizhi mumbled under her breath, “A kind horse will get mounted, a kind person will get bullied¹.”


    Ji Baijian did not say anything in reply. His phone lit up a momentter. After taking a look, he said, “You can go back to your table now.”


    “I leave Yi Wenhan in your care,” said Song Zhizhi.


    “Mm.”