Time flies at work. Before you know it, it's already 3:30 in the afternoon. Because he had to meet with the client Song Yiyi, Li Ziheng had already informed the manager in advance. After getting off work, he took a taxi straight to the Mantianxing Entertainment KTV. According to the message sent by the manager, Li Ziheng found the private room where Song Yiyi was. He knocked on the door and then pushed it open and walked in. Upon entering, he saw several somewhat familiar faces. There were eight people in the private room, but Li Ziheng's gaze almost instantly locked onto Song Yiyi. Song Yiyi was wearing a white tight T-shirt, with a pair of super short shorts on the bottom, her wavy long hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her face was adorned with exquisite makeup. Compared to her naive and tender appearance three years ago, she now exuded a hint of maturity. Song Yiyi was not unattractive, and according to Jiang Wan, Song Yiyi was even the class beauty during their university days. Besides Song Yiyi, there were seven other people. Among these seven, Li Ziheng had some vague impressions of three of them, who were likely her university classmates. The remaining four people Li Ziheng did not recognize; they were probably new friends she had made later on. "Li Ziheng?"

Upon seeing Li Ziheng enter the room, Song Yiyi was taken aback for a moment. She seemed unaware that Li Ziheng would appear at her birthday party. Li Ziheng nodded and smiled, indicating his purpose. 'Miss Song, hello, I am a salesperson from Yunhai, and I came here to discuss the collaboration project...' However, after he spoke for a while, it seemed as if Song Yiyi hadn't really been listening. Song Yiyi's eyes twinkled, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips: 'You're out working? Does Jiang Wan know about this?' 'Birthday girl, today is your birthday party, can't we put work aside for now? Can we still have fun together?' 'Exactly, Miss Song, that's too much, we came specially to celebrate with you, you wouldn't just leave us to go to work, would you?' 'Yiyi, this salesperson is quite handsome, how about introducing him? I'm single lately!' '...' The young men and women in the private room started to tease each other with their words. Song Yiyi frowned and scolded impatiently: 'Shut up, all of you, pause the music first!' As soon as she finished speaking, the private room instantly became quiet. Song Yiyi waved at Li Ziheng, signaling him to sit next to her. To complete the task, Li Ziheng could only nod and walk over. As soon as he sat down, Song Yiyi poured three glasses of wine, one white, one red, and one beer. Song Yiyi put down the bottle, her eyes carrying a teasing look. 'Today is my birthday, you can talk about business, but you must first drink three glasses of wine to show your sincerity!'

Upon hearing this, it was clear to all with discerning eyes that Song Yiyi was deliberately making things difficult for Li Ziheng. "Business is always discussed over drinks. Three cups of alcohol show sincerity, which is the basic respect for clients!" "Yiyi, I see that this salesman doesn't seem to have much work experience. Shouldn't he take the initiative to pour drinks and offer you three cups himself?" "Handsome, if you want to talk business, hurry up and drink. After a few drinks, not to mention business, even love can be discussed, huh!" "..." The young men and women in the private room had already started to jeer. Li Ziheng's face looked a bit unpleasant, but for the sake of work, he still gritted his teeth, picked up a glass of beer, and drank it in one gulp. Then came the red wine, and finally the white spirit. After downing the three cups, Li Ziheng immediately felt a burning sensation in his stomach. Drinking on an empty stomach is easy to get drunk, especially with three different types of alcohol. Within a few minutes, Li Ziheng began to feel a bit dizzy. Seeing Li Ziheng drink three cups in a row, the young men and women in the private room immediately cheered. "Bro, you've got a good drinking capacity! Come on, let me toast to you. If you don't drink, it's like you're not giving face!" "Handsome, his face isn't worth much. You just drank three cups, your stomach must be feeling terrible, right? Here, have a grape to settle it down!" "Zhang Qian, what are you talking about? Want to flirt with men, but you can't step on me, right?"

"Hahaha—" The atmosphere in the private room became lively again. Facing the crowd's teasing, Li Ziheng just responded with a polite smile. At this moment, Song Yiyi used her mobile phone to scan a code and ordered a song, then handed the microphone to Li Ziheng, asking him to sing a love song with her. Li Ziheng subconsciously wanted to refuse, simply because after being with Jiang Wan, he never sang love songs with the opposite sex. But thinking about his upcoming divorce with Jiang Wan, and also because he was there for work, he took the microphone. The love song Song Yiyi ordered was "Today I Want to Marry You," a song that Li Ziheng and Jiang Wan sang together on the wedding stage when they got married. Li Ziheng had long memorized the lyrics by heart, and as soon as he started singing, he amazed everyone in the private room. After finishing the love song, Li Ziheng felt a wave of dizziness. But the crowd in the private room did not intend to let him go; right after the song, there were various toasts. Li Ziheng was overwhelmed, drinking one glass after another, and soon he wasDrunk beyond measure. At this time, Song Yiyi took the initiative to come over, under the pretext of talking about cooperation, and put her arm around Li Ziheng's neck. Before Li Ziheng could react, she suddenly pushed him down on the sofa, and then kissed him dominantly. "Click—" The sound of the camera shutter woke Li Ziheng up, he wanted to resist, but Song Yiyi was like an octopus, holding his neck tightly. The kiss was dominant and highly aggressive, almost suffocating Li Ziheng. The heckling around never stopped, and some people even maliciously recorded the duration of the kiss. Li Ziheng wanted to get up and leave, but at this time, his head was splitting, and he was powerless to lean back in the chair. Song Yiyi sat beside him, her fair legs crossed, her eyes flashing with a look that Li Ziheng couldn't see clearly. "Li Ziheng, does this kiss feel familiar to you?"

“Is it exactly the same as three years ago?” Song Yiyi's voice came into his ears. Li Ziheng wanted to speak, but suddenly he felt a severe dizzy spell coming on, and then he lost consciousness. “Send me the video of the duet and the kiss between him and me just now!” Song Yiyi turned up the air conditioning by a few degrees, and then asked a friend for the video that had just been recorded. After receiving the video, Song Yiyi had two boys help her and sent Li Ziheng to her car. ... Below the KTV. “All the expenses tonight are on me. Have fun, guys. I won’t keep you company anymore. Bye!” Song Yiyi waved to the two boys and then got into the driver’s seat. In a short while, the car drove far away. “Damn, putting love before friendship!”

A male student complained and grumbled. Another male student, however, laughed with schadenfreude. He was classmates with Song Yiyi and Jiang Wan during their university days, and they all knew each other. He knew that Jiang Wan and Song Yiyi were best friends, although he didn't know why they had a falling out three years ago. But today, Song Yiyi publicly kissed her best friend's husband and took him away, which truly surprised him. However, he had no intention of telling Jiang Wan about this matter; instead, he was waiting to see what would happen next. Half an hour later. Inside Song Yiyi's private apartment. Looking at Li Ziheng, who was lying on the bed, stripped naked by herself, Song Yiyi decisively climbed on top of him and took several intimate photos. Then, she sent the photos she had taken, as well as the video of their recent duet and kiss, to Jiang Wan. At the same time, she also held hands tightly with Li Ziheng, took a photo, edited a caption, and posted it on her Moments. 'The man this young lady fancies, none shall escape my grasp!'

Once posted on Moments, it immediately received seven or eight likes and comments. 'Ding—' 'Ding—' 'Ding—' The sound of Feixin message notifications kept ringing. One of them was from her little sister, griping about her being fickle for a handsome guy, abandoning her friends. The rest, without exception, were from Jiang Wan. Song Yiyi looked at them with great interest. The messages from Jiang Wan were full of hostility, but Song Yiyi wasn't angry at all; instead, she felt a sense of retaliatory pleasure. Her fingers tapped the screen quickly, edited the message, and then clicked send. 'Sorry, your husband is too fierce, I don't have time to reply to your messages, let's talk tomorrow!'