My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!
Chapter 84 - 84 84 Trap

84: Chapter 84: Trap?

There’s Surveillance!

84: Chapter 84: Trap?

There’s Surveillance!

This isn’t good!

She was just crying a river, and now she’s driving to a star-rated hotel.

Is she planning to dine luxuriously and drown her sorrows in alcohol, expecting Wu Jie to vent his frustrations with her?

The world of the rich is truly incomprehensible!

However…

Fang Qingya didn’t answer.

She got out of the car and tossed the car keys to the valet.

Fang Qingya led Wu Jie into the glittering lobby.

When they reached the front desk,

Fang Qingya stretched out her hand, and the clerk immediately handed over a gilded VIP card with both hands and a beaming smile.

This scene stunned Wu Jie.

What does this mean?

Nowadays, whether it’s a small hotel or a large one, don’t you have to check your identity and register upon check-in?

How come when Fang Qingya arrives…

Holy shit, could it be?

Could it be that she had already booked the room in advance, just waiting to bring ‘big brother’ over?

Wu Jie suddenly had an ominous feeling.

They took the elevator upstairs, and Fang Qingya swiped the card to open the door to the presidential suite.

Wu Jie stood outside the door, looking at the excessively luxurious living room, and was dumbfounded.

It’s simply too extravagant!

Just the living room alone was more than twice the size of the one in Lin Yuan, not to mention the various furnishings and decorations.

Wu Jie instinctively wondered how much a night in such a suite would cost.

Couldn’t help it!

After being poor for more than twenty years, it became second nature.

“Come on in!”

Fang Qingya called out and went straight to the bedroom.

Wu Jie entered the room, closed the door, and looked around.

The presidential suite was exceedingly opulent, with no one else around.

When he reached the bedroom door, Wu Jie gasped and quickly turned his head to look elsewhere.

Wu Jie suddenly felt that this was definitely not a good thing.

We’re not close, and there’s no financial entanglement, so why put on such a show?

Then Fang Qingya, in her bathrobe, came out of the bedroom.

Seeing Wu Jie’s dumbfounded expression, she gave a faint smile.

“I really can’t understand why you men lose your souls over a mere bag of skin!”,

Fang Qingya barefoot and with an air of composure walked past Wu Jie to the wine cabinet and opened a bottle of expensive red wine.

Gurgling…

She brought back two wine glasses filled with red wine and handed one to Wu Jie.

“Drink some red wine to lighten the mood and ease the awkward atmosphere, don’t you think?”

Wu Jie held the wine glass, somewhat at a loss for laughter.

Because he really didn’t understand what play Fang Qingya was putting on.

Coming to the hotel, changing into a bathrobe, drinking red wine…

What other surprises could come next?

Noticing Wu Jie’s peculiar expression, Fang Qingya hummed a laugh.

“Look at you, treating me like a drinking companion?”,

“Don’t worry about drinking and having fun; I won’t ask you to pay!”

Clang!

A crisp sound.

Fang Qingya’s slender hand held the wine glass as she took the initiative to clink it against Wu Jie’s.

After that, she tilted her head back, her lips parted slightly, touching the rim of the glass.

The deep red wine, like blood, slowly flowed down her throat.

Without makeup, the natural Fang Qingya, with painted brows and bright eyes, had an exquisite beauty to her.

Wu Jie shifted his gaze away and was about to drink some red wine to moisten his dry throat when he realized he needed to drive home, so he put the wine glass down.

“What’s wrong?

This is from Romane Conti Winery, a premium red wine with an annual production of less than four thousand bottles, and a single bottle sells for over a hundred thousand.

Doesn’t it suit your taste?”

Fang Qingya tilted her head slightly, speaking to Wu Jie in a voice that was the epitome of gentleness and delicacy.

This acting…

Wu Jie really couldn’t handle it!

Does Fang Qingya think he is Lin Wan?

“No!” Wu Jie laughed: “I have to drive back to my hometown, I can’t drink!”

“Can’t you leave tomorrow morning?”

Fang Qingya smiled mischievously.

Wu Jie hesitated.

Leave tomorrow morning?

These four words carried a lot of implications!

Staying in such a magnificently lavish presidential suite, changing into a robe to drink wine with him, and saying they’ll leave tomorrow morning…

In that instant, Wu Jie understood what Fang Qingya wanted to do.

“Why are you still hesitating?”

Fang Qingya smiled faintly.

She took two steps back, sat down on the sofa with her legs crossed, and fixed her gaze on Wu Jie.

“My parents have tried everything, even keeping the presidential suite in this hotel ready for me at all times so that I can bring any man over whenever I want, no matter who it is or how many!”

“I know you’re a single office worker from the countryside, with no money, no power, and no connections.

Tang Xiao probably took a fancy to your honesty and didn’t want to be under pressure to marry or be harassed, so she asked you to have a fake marriage, right?

Your money, your car…

weren’t they all given to you by her?”

“Since you’re prepared to be a kept man, to take money and play pretend with Tang Xiao for her father, then you shouldn’t mind putting on a little act with me, right?

Moreover, even if you married Tang Xiao, that would be fake.

At the end of the day, you’re still single!”

“So, you could look at this as a transaction, earning a good sum of money, fulfilling my reckless desires, and most importantly, ending over two decades of your single life!”

As she spoke, Fang Qingya drank another glass of wine and smiled slyly:

“It grants you a hundred benefits without a single harm, so why hesitate?”

Wu Jie replied with an awkward smile:

“Don’t make it sound so simple; that’s not how I roll!”

“I know myself well enough to know that pies don’t just fall from the sky.

How can I believe such a good deal would come my way with a beautiful woman throwing herself at me?”

Fang Qingya sighed softly and laughed at herself.

“Can’t there be more trust between us?

Why do you always think I am trying to trick you?”

“Nowadays, isn’t it common enough for men and women to meet online or at nightclubs, hit it off, and go on dates?”

“Why are you so old-fashioned?

Don’t tell me you have the desire but not the courage, afraid of Tang Family People finding out?”

Wu Jie faced Fang Qingya’s slightly disdainful gaze and smiled lightly.

He put the wine glass down and quickly went to draw all the curtains, then turned off all the lights.

“Wow!

So you like the dark!”

Fang Qingya turned around, smiling, about to speak, when she suddenly saw Wu Jie take out his cell phone as if to take a picture.

“What are you doing?

No pictures allowed!”

Fang Qingya’s expression changed abruptly, alarmed that Wu Jie was about to take photos or record video.

Wu Jie snorted coldly: “Take pictures of you for what?

Come here and see for yourself!”

Fang Qingya approached tentatively and was shocked.

“Why is there a red dot on your screen?”

“It’s an infrared pinhole-style mini camera; it has infrared rays so it can capture clear images even in the dark!”

Wu Jie exited the camera app and turned on his phone’s flashlight, following the direction to fish out a camera hidden within the TV wall.

After tossing it to Fang Qingya, Wu Jie continued to search using the same method.

Around the bedroom bed, inside the ceiling chandelier, within the gaps of the bathroom exhaust fan…

More and more cameras were piling up in Fang Qingya’s hands, and her complexion grew paler.

This was infuriating!

So many cameras amounted to all-around, no dead-angle filming!

If something really happened between them, wouldn’t it be completely exposed?

Suddenly!

Fang Qingya panicked and shouted:

“Do these have wireless transmission?

I changed my clothes earlier!”

“And we talked so much just now, if the video gets out, how can I face anyone again!”