Chapter 105: Miss, Are You Out of Your Mind?

My Life as a Spy The battery cell has arrived. 2307 words 2026-03-24 20:16:28

Chapter 105: Miss, Are You Sick?

Seeing the woman across suddenly burst into laughter, Bai Ze Shao was momentarily stunned, then asked, “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong? Or was what I said inappropriate?”

“Giggle giggle.” The woman didn’t answer but laughed even more joyfully, watching Bai Ze Shao’s puzzled expression.

“Hey, miss, are you sick or something? I already told you I need to use the restroom. Why are you still staring? This is the men's room; the women's is next door,” Bai Ze Shao said, wanting to get things done without causing a fuss, so he endured and continued.

“You’re the one who’s sick. But you really are quite interesting,” the woman said, her slender finger pointing toward the door.

Seeing the big character for “women” on the door, Bai Ze Shao was completely dumbfounded. It turned out he had been knocking on the wrong door all along. And the fact that he had seriously told the woman two or three times that this was the men’s room—it was lucky this woman was easygoing; otherwise, if it had been another girl, she might have screamed “pervert” by now.

Bai Ze Shao smiled wryly and braced himself to meet the woman’s half-smiling, half-mocking gaze, struggling to explain, “Miss, what you saw might be a misunderstanding. I think I accidentally went into the wrong restroom.”

“Hehe.” The woman said nothing, just smiled brightly at him.

Bai Ze Shao felt his head ache. After saying that, he quickly left the restroom, his expression one of indescribable embarrassment and discomfort, causing the woman behind him to laugh again.

Once outside, Bai Ze Shao straightened his suit and descended from the second floor with a calm and composed demeanor. He casually accepted a glass of wine from a waiter and slowly made his way into the crowd.

Not long after Bai Ze Shao stepped onto the first floor, he saw Wen Zongwei, the richest man in Shanning, slowly walking to the center stage under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Compared to the photos in the files, the real Wen Zongwei appeared less sharp and more gentle.

“Everyone, welcome to my daughter’s welcome banquet tonight. I want to thank you all,” Wen Zongwei said, bowing slightly to the audience.

“Mr. Wen, you’re too kind.”

“Not at all.”

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The crowd quickly responded to Wen Zongwei’s thanks. He smiled and said briskly, “Alright, this old man won’t keep you from enjoying your evening. Now, please welcome my daughter, Xiao Wan, tonight’s hostess.”

Amid eager anticipation, Wen Xiao Wan appeared at the railing on the second floor and then slowly descended the stairs. Many young talents on the first floor were stunned, watching the woman descend like a fairy.

However, when Bai Ze Shao got a clear look at Wen Xiao Wan’s face, he wished he could just disappear.

Because Wen Xiao Wan was the same girl he had encountered in the women’s restroom earlier—only now, she wore a flowing white evening gown radiating ethereal grace, instead of the fitted suit she had worn before. At that time, he had even cursed her for being “crazy.”

Fortunately, the venue was crowded, and Bai Ze Shao stood in a relatively inconspicuous corner, so he didn’t worry about Wen Xiao Wan noticing him.

“Hello everyone, thank you for coming to my banquet,” Wen Xiao Wan smiled brightly and gracefully addressed the crowd. “I’m honored to have so many young talents here. I hope everyone has a wonderful and joyful evening. I’ll sing a song for you all, and I hope you’ll like it.”

Applause thundered through the hall, and Wen Xiao Wan’s beautiful voice slowly filled the room. After her song ended, the guests began to mingle, chat, and dance.

Of course, wherever she went, Wen Xiao Wan was the undisputed center of attention, always accompanied by young admirers.

Bai Ze Shao’s attention was also fixed on Wen Xiao Wan, but not on her alone—he was watching the man who constantly stood by her side.

Whenever someone approached Wen Xiao Wan to talk or invite her to dance, the man would step forward to block them. Wen Xiao Wan never intervened, clearly tacitly approving the man’s behavior.

As a result, throughout the evening, hardly anyone could get close to Wen Xiao Wan, let alone dance with her.

The man’s conduct angered many young talents present, but since this was a Wen family banquet, they could only endure their frustration. After all, if they caused trouble and angered Mr. Wen, the consequences would be serious.

“Brother, do you know who that guy by Miss Wen’s side is? So arrogant and possessive, always with her,” Bai Ze Shao asked a wealthy young man next to him, holding a glass of wine.

“Heh, he’s just the son of a rice shop owner. His status is insignificant. Everyone here at the banquet is more distinguished than him. But because he studied in Japan with Miss Wen, he’s been living at the Wen mansion lately,” the wealthy young man said with irritation.

“So he’s a classmate of Miss Wen’s. I wonder what his name is. From how he acts, he’s clearly treating himself like Miss Wen’s boyfriend,” Bai Ze Shao added fuel to the fire.

“That bastard’s name is Gu Hai. Here, he can act like that, but outside, if he dared to be so arrogant and possessive over Miss Wen, he’d have been shot to death long ago,” the wealthy young man said through gritted teeth.

“Gu Hai, Gu Hai,” Bai Ze Shao murmured, glanced once more at Wen Xiao Wan not far away, then lifted his glass and melted back into the crowd.

Wen Xiao Wan was heading this way, and Bai Ze Shao didn’t want to run into her. He had business to attend to tonight.

Not far away.

“Xiao Wan, what are you looking at?” Gu Hai noticed Wen Xiao Wan glancing around and scanned the surroundings curiously.

“Oh, I thought I saw someone I knew, but they’re gone now,” Wen Xiao Wan said while still looking around. She added, “Gu Hai, you don’t have to stick by my side all the time. Go take care of your own business.”

“I’m not busy. Don’t you feel how those so-called talents are looking at you? They’d love to devour you alive. By the way, Xiao Wan, who exactly are you looking for? Do I know this person? Maybe it’s one of our classmates,” Gu Hai asked curiously.

“It’s not as serious as you say—no one’s going to devour me alive. But thanks for tonight. As for the person I mentioned, you don’t know them. They’re just an interesting person I happened to meet,” Wen Xiao Wan said, having given up her search after not spotting Bai Ze Shao, then turned back to Gu Hai.

“I see,” Gu Hai said, noticing she didn’t want to introduce this acquaintance, so he didn’t press further.