When your eyes see sothing uncomfortable, your heart becos uncomfortable. When your heart is uncomfortable, the words you speak beco increasingly harsh.
But this ti An Yuya made a wrong move, and it was Young Master Lin she stepped on. Who is Lin Mubai? He’s known for doting on his wife in their social circle. How could he possibly allow anyone to bully his wife in front of him? He needed a perfect reason for revenge, so at first, he just stood there, expressionless, holding the person in his arms on the stage, letting An Yuya make a scene beneath the stage at will.
"Lin Annan, you shaless woman, speak up. Am I not stating the facts?"
"Lin Annan, you ungrateful woman, you ca back just to kick my mom out of the company and seize it."
"Lin Annan, you woman who climbs on n to get ahead, you’ll die a miserable death."
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Not far from the stage, Lan Luo and Lan Xinxi watched the farce, silently shaking their heads.
"Tsk, tsk, should we say this An Yuya lacks brains? Or is she just too heroic?" Lan Xinxi’s manner of speaking carried her usual cold humor.
This ti, Lan Luo, beside her, surprisingly didn’t refute her words: "I think she lacks brains. That gloomy kid Mubai could never let anyone bully his precious wife. Just wait and see; I think sothing more wonderful is about to happen."
Third Young Master Xi maintained his usual elegance at the corner of his mouth, but upon closer inspection, you’d notice his gaze on An Yuya was a few shades more gloomy than usual. Even when agreeing with his two friends, he managed to make people uneasy: "I think we should make this woman more famous, ensuring the world clearly sees her true colors."
Often, those who seem the most nonchalant on the surface are the ones whose vicious tactics catch others off guard, and Third Young Master Xi is just such a person. In front of friends, he was all smiles, displaying the amiable deanor of a good man. To his family, he was just a mischievous man, and to employees, he was a gentleman and an extrely capable boss. However, when it ca to real tactics, he was no less formidable and even superior to many.
Just like now, he left behind that ambiguous statent and quietly exited the banquet hall through a side door.
Outside the banquet hall, he held a phone in one hand and had the other in his pocket, giving low-toned instructions to soone on the other end of the line: "Go to my office drawer imdiately, get the investigation report from last ti, and deliver it to the entrance of the ’Champs Elysees.’ I’ll have soone waiting for you at the door."
Xi Shaoqi hung up the phone with a faint, cold smile on his lips. He never considered himself a good person, but he also wouldn’t make a move on soone lightly. This ti, An Yuya had touched his bottom line, so she was entirely bringing about her own destruction, unrelated to anyone else.
When he quietly returned to the banquet hall again, the tense atmosphere on and off the stage was still ongoing.
"What’s the situation now?" he asked his good brother, Rocky, beside him.
Rocky was visibly startled, continuously patting his chest and complaining, "What’s up with you, man, appearing out of nowhere? Weren’t you clearly just not here?"
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