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Tong Le grabbed Amy's long hair and yanked it back forcefully. Amy leaned back, her hands clutching Tong Le's left hand as she prepared to scream. In that moment, Tong Le picked up a bowl of soup from the table and poured it into Amy's mouth.
The cry for help turned into a muted splutter as the broth splashed everywhere. A bowl of rib soup served as an unexpected facial treatment for Amy, who stared at Tong Le in shock.
Tong Le released her grip, maintaining an impassive expression. "How does the rib soup taste?"
Amy shouted, "You’re insane! You’re crazy, crazy, crazy! This is the office! You’ve lost your mind!"
Tong Le smiled slightly. "You could scream even louder if you want, let everyone in the company hear. Let’s see what’s crazier: my public display of catching a mistress or your drenched chicken look."
Amy frantically wiped her face and body with tissues.
Tong Le continued calmly, "You have two choices. When you walk out that door, everyone will know that you, Amy, seduced a married man and got caught by his wife. The second option is to explain that you accidentally knocked over the soup bowl and continue working here honestly."
Turning towards the conference room door, Tong Le opened it wide. "Choose wisely, Amy."
With no other option, Amy reluctantly chose the latter. She didn’t want to lose face or her job. Although it was humiliating, she had to bow to reality! If anyone was to blame, it was her own arrogance; she never imagined Tong Le would be so fierce! This was like kicking a hard stone!
Meanwhile, hidden cameras in the conference room were recording everything.
In the office lobby, Jiang Zhichao was controlling the surveillance cameras. He streamed the footage from the conference room into a small group chat with several colleagues. The gossip spread like wildfire throughout the company.
Jiang Zhichao ensured that the live video wouldn’t leak out by using a self-destruct mode.
Within minutes, rumors about Tong Le circulated rapidly. Previously, Ke Wenjie had deliberately painted Tong Le as a pathetic loser; now that image was shattered. The way Ke Wenjie had slandered Tong Le came back to haunt him as she used similar tactics to turn the tables.
Defeating magic with magic often yields the quickest results.
Amy slinked off to the restroom in disgrace.
Tong Le emerged from the conference room with an air of nonchalance.
People in the office lobby stole glances at Tong Le as she exchanged a knowing look with Jiang Zhichao; their cooperation was seamless.
In Ke Wenjie’s office, Lan Qingqing was gripping his tie tightly, her teeth clenched as she demanded, "What’s your relationship with that Amy? Are you really cheating on me? You promised me you would only love me!"
Ke Wenjie grimaced in disgust and pushed Lan Qingqing away. "I told you, it’s just a normal work relationship! I’ve said it three times already! What more can I do if you don’t believe me?"
Lan Qingqing pointed toward the office door. "That Tong Le is foolish; she believed your sweet words easily! But I’m not like that! I sensed something off about your colleague Amy when I saw her last time. Have you two ever been involved?"
Ke Wenjie pressed the volume down, feeling utterly overwhelmed. "No! No! How many times do I have to say it? Tong Le trusts me unconditionally; why can't you?" He exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice. "What about the trust between lovers? You keep doubting me every single day. Have you ever considered my feelings?"
He plopped down onto the sofa with a heavy sigh.
Lan Qingqing stepped in front of him, her tone stern. "Are you just playing with my feelings? You’ve been talking about divorce and then marrying me, but look at what happened! You got Tong Le pregnant and now there’s this Amy! Ke Wenjie, is your desire that insatiable?"
Ke Wenjie lifted his head, listening to her harsh words that felt beneath him. As a cultured man, he felt dragged into the mud by Lan Qingqing's unrefined accusations.
He pointed a finger at her face, warning, "If you keep causing trouble, we’ll have to end this!"
Lan Qingqing's heart sank; it was the first time Ke Wenjie had spoken so harshly to her. She certainly didn’t want things to escalate. If it came to a real confrontation with him, she knew she wouldn’t find anyone else like him anytime soon.
At that moment, Ke Wenjie’s phone rang.
He hurriedly answered it, walking over to the window as he spoke. After hanging up, his expression was one of deep concern.
Lan Qingqing approached him, her demeanor softening considerably. "Ke Wenjie, don’t be angry. I believe in you; I was wrong just now. Can I apologize?"
But Ke Wenjie was too preoccupied to deal with her. He returned to his desk, lost in thought, his expression troubled.
The call had been from the head of Zong Group, informing him that the newly submitted project proposal had been rejected once again.
Furrowing his brow, he sifted through a stack of project documents on the desk and finally pulled out the proposal created by Tong Le and Jiang Zhichao.
As he opened the first page, his attention was immediately captured.
He quickly looked up and said to Lan Qingqing, "Bring Tong Le and Jiang Zhichao in."
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