Chapter 2882: Zhang Yunfei is an idiot

A teahouse not too far from the Garden Hotel, though not large in size, does excellent business. At six o'clock, precisely during dinner rush, the ground-floor scattered tables are about 80% full.

Ye Zhen stepped out of the Mercedes-Benz arranged by the hotel, looked up at the teahouse sign, then lifted her leather small bag and walked up the steps in her high heels. As she pushed open the teahouse door, a blast of cold air from the air conditioning mixed with the aroma of food hit her face.

"Miss, how many in your party?" a pretty young girl hurried over, speaking in very standard Mandarin.

Ye Zhen glanced around and said calmly: "I have an appointment, Room Nine, private booth."

The girl nodded and pointed: "The private booths are upstairs."

"Thank you!" Ye Zhen walked inside, reached the staircase, and climbed up. Upon reaching the second floor, she looked around. All were private booths separated by screens—twelve in total.

"Fourth Sister!" Liu Anrong was about to go to the restroom when she stepped out of the booth and saw Ye Zhen standing at the stairwell. She happily jumped up and waved.

Ye Zhen followed the sound, smiled, and walked over in her high heels: "When did you arrive?"

Liu Anrong laughed: "I've been here a while—over two hours already."

Ye Zhen smiled: "You came that early?"

"I just came over for no particular reason." Liu Anrong didn't go to the restroom anymore: "Let's talk in the private booth."

Huang Liyao had already stood up. Seeing Liu Anrong and Ye Zhen enter, she quickly said: "Anrong, is this Fourth Sister?"

"Yes!" Liu Anrong nodded: "Fourth Sister, this is my best friend, Huang Liyao. We've been together since middle school and high school—even in university, we were in the same city."

Ye Zhen smiled and extended her hand: "Hello, Liyao, nice to meet you."

Huang Liyao shook Ye Zhen's hand, suppressing her excitement: "Fourth Sister, I'm also very happy to meet you."

Liu Anrong picked up the teapot and poured Ye Zhen a cup of tea: "Sit down and let's talk."

The three sat down. Ye Zhen asked: "Did you meet with Wu Hui and the others today?"

Liu Anrong nodded: "Right after they dispersed, we came to this teahouse."

Ye Zhen opened her small bag, took out a box of ladies' cigarettes and an exquisite lighter: "What did they say?"

Liu Anrong repeated Zhang Yunfei's so-called plan: "Fourth Sister, you need to tell Zhou Andong about this right away—let him prepare early."

Ye Zhen took a cigarette from the box, put it to her lips, then lit it: "Zhou Andong already knew about this."

"Ah?" Liu Anrong widened her eyes: "He already knew? How early?"

Seeing Liu Anrong's stunned expression, Ye Zhen laughed: "Several days ago."

"Several days ago?" Liu Anrong's mind felt a bit blank: "They only finalized this plan yesterday—how could Zhou Andong possibly have known days ago?"

Ye Zhen blinked at Liu Anrong: "Could it be that this so-called plan was actually arranged by Zhou Andong?"

"Ah?" This time, Liu Anrong didn't just widen her eyes—she opened her mouth so wide an egg could fit inside.

Huang Liyao also wore a face of disbelief, but a voice in her head kept telling her: Zhang Yunfei, that guy, is a traitor.

"I get it!" Liu Anrong clenched her fists and punched the air: "It's Zhang Yunfei—he defected to Zhou Andong, right?"

"Right!" Ye Zhen took a drag of her cigarette and said nothing else.

This girl Liu Anrong is sharp—Ye Zhen didn't say anything, and she didn't ask: "I just said it—I always felt Zhang Yunfei was off, but couldn't pinpoint why. Now I finally get it—Zhang Yunfei has already defected."

Ye Zhen curiously asked: "How did you notice something was off with Zhang Yunfei? Did he slip up somehow?"