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“Shaokai... Don't do this, don't treat me like this..."
Xinran coldly watched Xia Wenjing continue to cling on, while Qi Shaokai stood by, seemingly watching a show as he observed Xia Wenjing's crying and fussing, completely indifferent, not even furrowing his brow. His eyes, behind gold-rimmed glasses, appeared particularly heartless under the afternoon sunlight.
What exactly is this man’s background? What grievances does he have with the Xia Family? Xinran had no idea. All she knew was that she wanted to help her father reclaim the Xia Sheng Group, which he had worked so hard to establish. No matter what method it took, she wanted to see her father smile again!
However, before taking action, she had to teach that foolish woman Xia Wenjing a lesson. It was as if she couldn't wait for Heaven to strike down a lightning bolt to eliminate this brainless woman!
“Xia Wenjing, what's wrong? Did your Gigolo dump you? Can't handle it anymore?” Xinran said expressionlessly. In the quiet corridor, only the sound of high heels could be heard as she approached the two. Her red lips parted to utter a mocking remark.
“Summer, what are you doing here?” Xia Wenjing's face still bore traces of tears, and most of her heavy makeup had worn off. Her disheveled appearance was one of shock upon seeing Xinran.
“You're putting on quite the performance of a heartbroken wife; how could I not be here? Moreover, I’m not just here to watch; I’m here to help you wake up!” With that, Xinran raised her hand and swiftly slapped Xia Wenjing across the face. A loud 'smack' echoed as Xia Wenjing's head turned to the side, her cheek swelling instantly...
“Summer, how dare you hit me?” After a moment, Xia Wenjing seemed to regain her senses. She covered her face with her hand and shouted angrily.
“Why wouldn’t I dare? Xia Wenjing, one slap isn’t enough for you. Although you deserve it, I won’t hit you again because I’m afraid of dirtying my hands!” Xinran crossed her arms and looked at Xia Wenjing with disdain.
“Ah! Summer, you vile woman with your despicable nature; it’s evident in your bones! I will kill you!”
Watching Xia Wenjing lose her composure, Xinran merely smiled calmly and replied nonchalantly, “Am I as despicable as you? How amusing. Just moments ago, who was it that cried and begged for the man who nearly brought our Xia Family to ruin not to abandon her...? Xia Wenjing, if you still have any shame left, think about it: your father is still lying in a hospital bed, and Xia Wenjun is locked up in detention. The culprit is this man—your so-called ‘fiancé’!”
"Hahaha, that was truly wonderful!" Qi Shaokai, who had been completely overlooked, suddenly burst into laughter and clapped his hands.
"How could your scene be more exciting than the one directed by you, Mr. Qi Shaokai, the new president of Xia Sheng Group?" Xinran slightly turned her face, squinting at Qi Shaokai. She had only a brief acquaintance with him; their second meeting was somewhat closer when he nearly bumped into her and took her to the hospital. At that time, she hadn't looked closely at this man, thinking he was just another rich kid like Xia Wenjing. Little did she know she had underestimated him; Qi Shaokai was indeed quite deep and inscrutable!
"Miss Xia, it seems we have a special connection with hospitals; both times we met were there. I often think of you since our last parting. I believe only a woman with your fighting spirit would suit my taste!" Qi Shaokai adjusted his glasses perched on his nose, his eyes gleaming with a predatory light.
"Mr. Qi, you flatter me, but I'm afraid you don't suit my taste!"
"Is that so? But I think you'll bow to me one day; you'll tell me that you need me!" Qi Shaokai lifted Xinran's chin with one hand and leaned closer to her face, whispering in a voice filled with vulgar provocation and ambiguity.
Xinran coldly turned her face away; Qi Shaokai's actions made her feel nauseous. It seemed this man was challenging her. If she didn't respond, wouldn't that imply that the people of the Xia Family were all fools like Xia Wenjing?
"I'll be waiting for that day to come, but before that, I'll make you kneel before me and return what belongs to the Xia Family!"
"An interesting woman; you're much more charming than your sister!"
Xinran glanced back at Xia Wenjing, who was staring blankly at her interaction with Qi Shaokai, and scoffed, "She is not my sister. I, Summer, don't have such a foolish sister who would actually like someone like you!"
With that, Xinran stepped away; the atmosphere here felt suffocating. People like Xia Wenjing only brought pain to their loved ones and joy to their enemies. No, they were not family; they were merely strangers bound by a pitiful blood relation.
"Summer, we will meet again soon!"
Dear friends, An Ning needs motivation! ~o(∩_∩)o~
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