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Competing with a woman for a man is an excruciating experience, and now Wen Changqing found herself in the absurd situation of vying for a man against her own boss. It felt like a cruel twist of fate.
Wen Changqing didn’t understand why she was hiding in the corner of a café like some kind of deranged stalker. Dressed in a long coat reminiscent of Sherlock Holmes, with oversized sunglasses perched on her nose and a large white mask covering her face, she looked utterly ridiculous.
Clutching a rolled-up newspaper, she cautiously leaned it toward the table next to hers, trying to eavesdrop on their conversation as if she were on some covert mission. Deep down, she knew her behavior was rather shameful.
“President, this… doesn’t seem right,” Lin Chen said, his face showing discomfort as he furrowed his brows and pushed the check back across the table. His fingers lightly tapped the surface, revealing his inner turmoil.
“Do you dare to oppose me?” Cheng Xiao's voice rose slightly, his displeasure evident as his brows knitted together, his gaze carrying a hint of menace.
“Uh, but… I have my principles. If I say no, then it’s no…” Lin Chen bit his lip, fists clenched as if trying to muster courage to stand firm in his beliefs.
“Hey! You can’t pressure Xiao Linlin into submission like this! Are you trying to force her into something against her will? You can’t just take over her life without asking!” Wen Changqing thought angrily to herself, her hands trembling slightly with rage as she nearly lost control and confronted them.
“I’m telling you that you must accept it; otherwise, I won’t be polite!” Cheng Xiao’s tone grew more forceful, his eyes sharp and intimidating.
“Hey! What are you planning to do to Xiao Linlin?!” Wen Changqing could no longer contain herself; her anger ignited instantly.
“Stop being so dramatic! Are you still a young girl?!” Cheng Xiao finally lost his patience and slammed his hand on the table.
At that moment, overwhelmed by emotion, Wen Changqing shot up from her seat with such force that her chair toppled over with a loud crash, drawing attention from those around her.
Her eyes were bloodshot from days of sleeplessness spent working on deadlines and the emptiness of not seeing the handsome Lin Chen for several days.
She was like an angry lioness, charging straight towards the two men whose fingers were intertwined. Her trembling finger pointed at them, and her expression resembled that of a wife who had just discovered her husband's infidelity, filled with despair yet tinged with anger and unwillingness.
"Well, you’ve been hiding this from me for so long, sob..." Wen Changqing's voice carried a hint of tears, sounding quite aggrieved.
"Who are you?" Cheng Xiao asked impatiently, his irritation evident as he looked at the suspiciously dressed figure. Only Lin Chen could recognize the comically disguised Wen Changqing, who stared in shock and exclaimed, " teacher Wen, what are you doing here?"
Cheng Xiao pursed his lips, thinking: No way! Wen Changqing, is that really you in that outfit? Your taste is so "unique," it’s simply extraordinary—beyond what ordinary people can even aspire to. She has reached the forefront of fashion, leaving everyone else feeling inferior. teacher Wen, you win!
"President, even if you're in a hurry, you shouldn't be flirting with a decent man in public! Have you even seen whose label that decent man is wearing?" Wen Changqing's words were laced with meaning, her gaze carrying a hint of provocation as she shot an invisible arrow at the gloomy Cheng Xiao.
Pfft! Cheng Xiao was not some spoiled rich kid who would be scolded by a whimsically dressed woman for being too eager to pursue a decent man regardless of time or place!
"What do you mean?" Cheng Xiao snapped back, feeling irritated by her glare. He didn’t have He Yiting's patience to tolerate a headstrong and willful girl.
"What do I mean? Stealing my man on my turf? You can't just go around robbing decent men like that! What? Are you glaring at me? You’re nowhere near as impressive as the Editor-in-Chief’s laser freeze ray!" Wen Changqing thought to herself: Thank you, Editor-in-Chief; my ability to endure glares has all been cultivated by you!
Wen Changqing, what are you thinking? Don’t think just because you're our publishing house's popular comic artist that you can act so arrogantly. I can make you famous, but I can also ruin your reputation!
Even the most patient man would feel the urge to slap someone who was prancing around in front of him, making faces and acting silly. And Cheng Xiao was someone who lacked patience more than anything else!
Just as it seemed Cheng Xiao was about to raise his hand to slap the woman, Lin Chen stepped in without hesitation, standing firmly in front of Wen Changqing. He tightly grasped Cheng Xiao's right arm that was poised to strike and looked at him with determination, saying, "President, please calm down."
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