Seeing Zhou Xiaoxuan was determined not to speak, Xu Xiaoya urged, "Zhou Xiaoxuan, I don’t have ti to waste with you. Since you’re a custor, I’ll give you three more gift sets and another discount..."
One of the three gift sets included a full-priced basic handbag, with a price tag nearing five figures. Xu Xiaoya was doing this entirely because Zhou Xiaoxuan had once lent her money, and she wanted to repay the favor. But Zhou Xiaoxuan glared at her. "I just don’t want it! What can you do about it? This is Yan Xixi’s shop. I’m not happy, so I don’t want her earning my money!"
"HEH HEH, Zhou Xiaoxuan, whether you want this bag or not, you’re taking it."
"And what if I don’t want it? What can you do?"
"I’ll show your husband your pre-plastic surgery photos. HMPH, Zhou Xiaoxuan, go swipe your card. Otherwise, don’t bla for not having any ’classmate affection.’"
Zhou Xiaoxuan’s face fell. "You... you still have my old photos?"
"Of course. I have several photos of you from high school. You really don’t want to ss with ."
That really stirred up a hornet’s nest. Zhou Xiaoxuan shot up from her seat and grabbed her. "Quick! Give back those photos..."
Xu Xiaoya, choked by the grip on her collar, was almost gasping for air, her eyes threatening to roll back. "Let go! Are you crazy?"
"Give them back! You have to..."
"I don’t have them with ."
"Then I’m going ho with you to get them right now..."
Xu Xiaoya finally managed to push the frantic woman away, retreating a few steps and gasping for breath. "Zhou Xiaoxuan, do you have any sense at all? It’s been so many years since graduation, I’ve been all over the place. Forget your photos, I’ve thrown out all of my own! Who’d bother keeping a picture of your ’precious’ face?"
Zhou Xiaoxuan, still shaken and resentful, snapped, "If I find out you’re still hiding those photos, I’ll make you pay. Co on, take to swipe my card!"
Xu Xiaoya burst out laughing. "Thank you for your patronage, Miss Zhou! We look forward to your next visit."
For several days, Fu i observed carefully. Yan Xixi showed no unusual behavior. She ca to work and left as usual, never even discussing the large order from Mr. Liang with anyone. Fu i was filled with curiosity. Ti was ticking by. The first dinner hadn’t even happened yet, so how could Yan Xixi possibly secure Mr. Liang’s deal with just two dinners?
But since Yan Xixi didn’t proactively report to her, Fu i suppressed her curiosity, thinking, Let’s just see what you do when the ti cos.
Thursday afternoon, Yan Xixi received a call from Xu Xiaoya. "Xixi, can you get off work an hour early today?"
"Is sothing up?"
"I’m waiting for you at XX Western Restaurant. If it’s not convenient for you to leave early, then let’s et at seven sharp."
Although surprised, Yan Xixi agreed imdiately. After work, she arrived on ti. The mont she stepped into the restaurant, she paused, stunned. The decor was luxurious, and one glance told her the prices were steep. Xu Xiaoya was holding a large bouquet of roses, beaming. "Xixi, over here! Co on!"
Yan Xixi walked over. Xu Xiaoya thrust the large bouquet of roses in front of her. "Happy birthday, Xixi!"
She froze for a mont. Only then did she rember it was her birthday. Looking at the table, she saw a very pretty little cake. Xu Xiaoya chuckled. "See? No one rembered your birthday, did they?"
Yan Xixi gave a wry smile. "I’d forgotten it myself. I haven’t celebrated my birthday in years."
"Well, I rembered, didn’t I? Tonight’s my treat. Don’t worry about saving my money—order whatever you want!"
Yan Xixi indeed didn’t hold back, ordering a feast. After they had eaten and drunk their fill, they were leisurely sipping coffee when Xu Xiaoya asked tentatively, "Does Huang Xiaojue still not know you’re working at his company?"
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