Sima Xiaowen is soone who always does what she says.
Besides, Chu Chengfeng has a fiancée, and they’ve known each other for a long ti. Sima Xiaowen has no interest in competing for a man with anyone.
Gu Qiaoqiao saw Sima Xiaowen stop and quickly walked over, looking her up and down with concern, asking, "Sister Xiao Wen, you must be hurt. Chu Chengfeng, that bastard, really hit hard. I’ll take you to the hospital later for a thorough check-up..."
Chu Chengfeng gritted his teeth, watching Gu Qiaoqiao blatantly lie.
Clearly, he’s the one who got hurt, right?
Clearly, he’s the one who ended up in a ss after getting beaten, right?
If Sima Xiaowen hadn’t chosen this occasion, how would he have ended up in such a state?
What’s the use of saying all these ifs?
His expression was so gloomy that it seed like it could wring out water.
Sima Xiaowen curled her lips and slowly shook her head, "It’s fine, Qiaoqiao, don’t worry."
Gu Qiaoqiao took a closer look at Xiao Wen, noticing her mood seed much better than the previous days, and quietly let go of her worries.
She took a few steps forward, looked at Chu Chengfeng seated on an intact chair, pointed at the woman beside him, and directly asked, "Chu Chengfeng, who is she?"
Liu Ling looked quite displeased at the sudden appearance of this young girl. Who’s this again? Really rude and arrogant, just as annoying as Sima Xiaowen used to be. But now she’s no longer in the Divine Land of the Phoenix Clan and could only look at Chu Chengfeng with grievance.
Chu Chengfeng originally wanted to tell Gu Qiaoqiao that this was his fiancée and the future Clan Leader’s Wife, but he knew that Gu Qiaoqiao and Sima Xiaowen were as close as sisters. Moreover, Sima Xiaowen was now part of Gu Garden, which made her family in Gu Qiaoqiao’s eyes. Before family, his ranking as a brother-in-law wouldn’t even count.
Although he couldn’t be sure how much there truly was between him and Sima Xiaowen, he knew they were definitely in love. Maybe Gu Qiaoqiao knew a lot, and he furrowed his brows tightly, speaking in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, don’t get involved in this."
Not directly answering her was to protect this woman.
Gu Qiaoqiao pointed at Liu Ling again, demanding, "Who is this woman you brought back? Are you afraid to say, or can’t say, or is she soone unspeakable?"
Even if she’s an old fla, this new love was entangled by him. Xiao Wen was unaware, making Xiao Wen more innocent, right?
Why should she feel aggrieved!
"Brother Mo Li." Liu Ling couldn’t hold back anymore, stood beside Chu Chengfeng, concealed her aggrieved expression, and called out softly. Gu Qiaoqiao and Sima Xiaowen exchanged glances, wondering if Chu Chengfeng had another na called Mo Li?
Or perhaps it’s his nickna?
But in Sima Xiaowen’s eyes, there were no answers because she didn’t rember these things at all.
Chu Chengfeng had no choice but to stand up, glance at Sima Xiaowen, and after deliberating for a while, spoke, "I hardly fought back just now and let you hit . Can we go to the back office and discuss this?"
Thinking Sima Xiaowen wouldn’t agree, unexpectedly, Sima Xiaowen smiled brightly, "Sure."
Then Sima Xiaowen instructed the nearby manager, "It’s almost al ti, have soone clean this place quickly, especially don’t leave any shattered glass pieces. They shouldn’t harm any guests."
"Vice President Sima, we got it, don’t worry, it’ll be handled well."
Cleaning up wasn’t that difficult, primarily because there were no leftover soups or food on the floor, just so broken wood pieces and shattered glass, and throwing them out would be fine.
Yet Sima Xiaowen still advised, "Be careful while cleaning, don’t prick your hand. Here’s the deal, whoever participates in the cleaning today, jot down their nas, and at the end of the month, report them to finance for a 20 yuan reward each."
She’s always been generous.
"Alright, thank you, Vice President Sima." The manager’s eyes brightened.
Then Sima Xiaowen stood in front of the large mirror at the reception desk, used by restaurant staff to tidy up their appearance.
While tidying herself up, she also arranged other tasks with the manager beside her, thodically and calmly. Gu Qiaoqiao was very satisfied; this was her Sister Xiao Wen.
anwhile, Chu Chengfeng’s face turned even darker; he didn’t even look at Sima Xiaowen. However, it seed that Sima Xiaowen wasn’t bothered by him anymore.
He couldn’t tell if it was an act, but he couldn’t see any heartbreak, pain, or despair from Sima Xiaowen’s eyes anymore.
This was good, Chu Chengfeng thought secretly. He felt he should breathe a sigh of relief.
Sima Xiaowen, having tidied herself, also arranged a series of tasks, then smiled at Gu Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, let’s go to the back office."
Then, unhurriedly, she took Gu Qiaoqiao’s hand and walked towards the back office, passing Chu Chengfeng and Liu Ling without so much as a glance.
Gu Qiaoqiao peeked at her, seeming calm on the surface, with a tranquility that was heart-settling. She sighed silently inside but was glad Sister Xiao Wen could maintain this deanor.
Because now, regardless of who Chu Chengfeng had brought back, it wasn’t worth Sima Xiaowen shedding tears over him anymore.
Chu Chengfeng furrowed his brows and said to Liu Ling beside him, "Let’s go too."
Then led Liu Ling towards the office.
But Chu Chengfeng still felt the waitstaff and manager’s unusual gaze at him, different from usual.
In fact, he had devoted a lot to this store, and his personality had always been amiable, enjoying making friends, keeping good relations with these people.
But right now, he had no ti to care about these.
He felt he had oversimplified so things.
His expression was sowhat indistinct and obscure.
Liu Ling didn’t know much about their matters, yet smartly understood it wasn’t her ti to comnt. She just cared about his hand, "Brother Mo Li, the other injuries are just flesh wounds, but this glass shard seems to have entered your palm. If not treated promptly, could it get infected?"
Chu Chengfeng’s furrowed brows relaxed a lot upon hearing Liu Ling’s concern. He waved his hand dismissively and said, "It’s fine."
Turning past the beef noodle shop’s lobby, across the corridor was the beef noodle shop’s office.
The office was like any other office, with a long corridor, on the south side for finance and other workplaces, while the north side was lined with one glass window after another.
Placed on the window sills were pots of plants like orchids and green radishes, purifying the air and beautifying the environnt.
The hallway floor was spotlessly clean.
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