The temptation behind gentleness

Zhang Haitao's villa, Zhao Ting had already returned to her own room.

She sat on the sofa, crossing her long legs, feeling a searing pain on her body.

Although that old bastard Zhang Haitao was incompetent, both Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu were young, strong, and full of vigor.

Especially Zhang Wu, it was said that his previous girlfriend broke up with him because she couldn't handle his "big guy".

Zhang Wu's girlfriend could break up with him, but Zhao Ting could only silently endure it.

She swore to herself in her heart, "Someday, I must live like a human being!"

She had been terrified of poverty since she was young, when going hungry was a common occurrence.

She even worried that one day she might starve to death.

As she grew up, without any resources or advantages, she could only become a factory girl, a plaything for the factory leaders.

Now that she had finally made it to Zhang Haitao's villa, she was determined to climb to the top by any means necessary, at all costs.

She wanted to be someone superior, not struggle at the bottom of society!

"Hiss—"

As she thought about these things, she carelessly moved her leg.

That motion brought her such pain that she grimaced and gasped sharply.

Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu were clearly beasts.

After a moment's respite, she retrieved a pinhole camera hidden behind the bookshelf, connected it to her tablet, and watched the recent "battle".

She didn't enjoy watching herself being tormented by Zhang Wen and the others, but she kept this evidence as leverage.

These materials were all compromising evidence against Zhang Wen and the others.

When Zhang Haitao kicked the bucket, she would be able to take down everyone like Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu.

If they didn't listen to her, they could look forward to prison meals!

Elsewhere, Su Fan's conversation with Zhang Haitao was also winding down.

Without Zhou Jie around, there wasn't much Su Fan had to discuss with Zhang Haitao.

Zhang Haitao and Su Fan had only temporarily reconciled.

As soon as Zhang Haitao found an opportunity, he would still want to deal with Su Fan.

After Su Fan took the initiative to say goodbye, Zhang Haitao didn't insist on his staying but personally saw Su Fan off from the villa.

Passing the guard room, Zhang Haitao saw nothing unusual, but Su Fan's gaze was somewhat peculiar.

Half a pair of stockings was clearly sticking out of the pocket of the coat hanging on the coat rack belonging to Li Qiang.

If not mistaken, those flesh-colored stockings had been worn by Zhou Jie not long before.

For a moment, Su Fan couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for Zhang Haitao.

Although he could call the shots in the hospital, his home front was far from secure.

Even Li Qiang, who was responsible for the villa's security, was eyeing the hospital director's wife.

If Zhou Jie were here, Su Fan would have found a way to warn her.

Since Zhou Jie wasn't around, there was nothing he could do.

But there was also no need for too much worry, for although Zhang Haitao was old, his authority was still present.

The security guards all lowered their heads meekly in his presence, treating Zhang Haitao as if he were their ancestor to be worshipped.

"Director Zhang, you may stay, I'll be heading back now." Outside the villa, Su Fan took the initiative to speak.

"Alright, Su, take it easy on the road, don't drive too fast."

Zhang Haitao said this out loud, but what he thought to himself was, if some road killer really took Su Fan out, it would be divine justice!

Before Su Fan came, in the hospital, Zhang Haitao's word was law—whatever he said went, with no one daring to object!

These few times, Su Fan had repeatedly challenged him and had managed to make a noticeable impact every time.

This left Zhang Haitao wanting to deal with Su Fan but without any opportunity to do so.

Once inside his Range Rover, Su Fan started the car and drove away.

But he hadn't gone far when his phone rang.