Although the Huang Family's Third Mistress was already past sixty, she refused to admit she was old. With how well she took care of herself, she looked barely over fifty. Old Master Huang, meanwhile, was already past eighty, a shriveled old man. The Third Mistress had long since grown thoroughly sick of him.
It was at this time that Wang Guxin caught the Third Mistress's eye. Back then, Wang Guxin had wanted to secure an investment from the Huang Family, but they had turned him down. After learning that the Third Mistress liked jadeite, he had planned to bribe her with some, hoping she would whisper in Old Master Huang's ear and get him the investment.
What he had not expected was that the Third Mistress did not fancy his jadeite—she fancied him. Wang Guxin was in his early fifties, refined-looking, with the melancholy air of an artistic worker. He perfectly matched the Third Mistress's tastes.
The Third Mistress held the investment in her hands, and Wang Guxin was hardly some chaste, unyielding man. After she tempted him with benefits a few times, he gave in. At first, the two had been wary of Old Master Huang and kept themselves in check. But recently, Old Master Huang had been hospitalized twice due to poor health, and they had grown bolder, even daring to carry on at home.
Just now, Old Master Huang caught them in the act. The Third Mistress had already named Wang Guxin as her lover, and Old Master Huang was now charging over with his bodyguards to teach Wang Guxin a lesson!
Chu Xiyue:!!!
What? Old Master Huang was on his way here?
Chu Xiyue looked at Director Wang, who was still onstage being interviewed by the media, full of high spirits. *Would she get to see