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Wu Youyou, acting like a little gossip, immediately handed a piece of cake to Tong Le. "Come on, tell me, tell me!"
Tong Le didn't want to share; she had her own plans and didn't want Wu Youyou to disrupt them. If Wu Youyou found out that Lan Qingqing was trying to seduce her husband, with her tendency to shout out against injustice, it would surely become known throughout the entire office.
Zong Zeyu noticed Tong Le's mood and steered the conversation back. After all, it was a matter of deep-seated enmity, but on the surface, they were still the best of friends. "If you’re feeling bored, why not help Tong Le deal with that Lan Qingqing? As a man, I find it hard to confront a woman. Your personality is perfect for this."
Wu Youyou smirked, clearly enjoying the idea more and more. "I'll help you deal with Lan Qingqing, but what do I get in return?"
Zong Zeyu casually replied, "Didn’t you post about a limited edition Hermès bag on your social media yesterday? I’ll get you one."
Wu Youyou squealed in delight.
Tong Le thought she must be hearing things. She turned her head to meet Zong Zeyu's gaze, which was as straightforward as ever. "I’ll get you one too."
Tong Le shook her head and waved her hands. "No, no, no."
She silently lamented how the world of the rich seemed so casual; giving away bags was as easy as handing out eggs.
Meanwhile, Lan Qingqing returned home from work around nine o'clock. As soon as she entered the house, she was hit by a familiar yet pungent smell—He Shui Xian had made a mess on the bed!
Lan Qingqing threw down her bag and rushed into He Shui Xian's bedroom, only to be overwhelmed by the stench of feces filling the room!
Disgusted, she shouted, "How could you do this on the bed? Was it intentional? You haven’t done this in ages; why choose today to gross me out?"
He Shui Xian's face was pale with despair. "If I could control it, do you think I would want to mess up the bed? You fed me expired rotten food yesterday! How could I not get sick?"
The two women erupted into a fierce argument over the incident. Lan Qingqing was furious and in tears.
Feeling utterly overwhelmed, she stepped out of He Shui Xian's room and closed the door behind her. She pulled out her phone, unsure of whom to call at this hour. She wanted to reach out to Tong Le for some company and perhaps help clean up He Shui Xian's mess.
She felt completely shattered; her entire day had been filled with nothing but bad experiences.
When she called Tong Le, she broke down in tears.
On the other end of the line, Tong Le was still at the dining table. Upon realizing that it was Lan Qingqing calling, Wu Youyou insisted on putting the call on speakerphone.
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