Chapter 9

I said leisurely, “Everything was snatched from my hands by you. How could it be that I did it on purpose?”

Ming Qin stomped her foot. “Cousin, she’s bullying me!”

Ming Rao cast me a disapproving glance. “Miss Song, Ming Qin is just childish. You shouldn’t stoop to her level.”

“If I remember correctly, Ming Qin and I are about the same age.”

Ming Rao frowned. A man came up from behind and wrapped his arm around her waist. “What’s going on?”

One unwelcome face after another kept appearing.

Shen Yuxiu stood at a distance, looking at me with cold, detached eyes, as if I were a stranger. “Who upset you?”

Ming Qin rattled off a long, exaggerated story, adding fuel to the fire. Then she lifted her chin and shot me a contemptuous glare.

Shen Yuxiu’s gaze landed on the name tag pinned to Chen Yunhe’s chest. He raised an eyebrow at the secretary beside him.

The secretary nodded and stepped aside to make a phone call.

The next second, Chen Yunhe’s phone rang. She answered it, confused, and her face instantly changed. Panicked, she stammered, “What? Why am I being dismissed? What did I do wrong?”

After hanging up, she barely had time to say much before hurriedly bidding farewell and leaving.

I sat on the cold chair, but my face burned hot.

I reminded myself again and again that being with Shen Yuxiu was just a job. One shouldn’t invest too much emotion into a job.

Yet, an uncontrollable wave of grievance and sadness surged in my heart.

Feeling utterly humiliated, I grabbed my bag and left without noticing that Shen Yuxiu had been watching my retreating figure the entire time.