1114 Envy, Jealousy, and Hatred
“What?” Milan was shocked. He did not expect Mo Long’s power to be so huge.
“Even when it comes to matters overseas, he’s just too embarrassed to interfere. But if you really piss him off, do you think he’ll just stand by and do nothing?”
“Ah? Then, what I did in Singapore… Doesn’t that mean that I can’t escape anywhere? Mo Long will still catch me!” Milan began to feel afraid. If she had known that Mo Long’s power was so great, she would not have provoked him from the start.
“That’s why I was so angry at that time!” Father Mi was exasperated. “Your grandfather and I have already told you about Mo Long. Not only did you not avoid him when you saw him, you even went up to provoke him. How can I not be angry?!”
When Milan fled back from Singapore, Father Mi knew the truth. So, he slapped Milan in anger, and the confused Milan was so angry that she didn’t eat for a few days.
“How would I know that he’s so powerful?” Milan felt a little aggrieved, but she was also very jealous of Jiang Yu.
They were clearly the same age, so why was Jiang Yu able to be with someone like Mo Long? Yet, she could only study in a field that she was not interested in. When she got home, she had to see Mi Fei’s annoying face, go on a blind date arranged by her family, and marry a man she was not interested in?
Although Father Mi had initially asked Milan to try her best to seduce Mo Long to bed, she only thought that this man was not only rich but also handsome, so she wanted to try sleeping with him.
No matter what the final outcome was, whether or not Mo Long would accept her, this would not be a loss for Milan.
However, after what her father had just said, Milan felt more and more indignant. Not only was he envious of Jiang Yu for being able to have all of this at such a young age, but he was also jealous of her for having all of this.
“Dad, do you think I’ll have a chance to see Mo Long again?” Milan mumbled, “I’m so indignant that I failed this time. I can’t accept that I didn’t even touch his hand, and I can’t accept that all of this has been taken by Jiang Yu.”
“My good daughter, I knew you wouldn’t give up so easily.” Mr. Mi smiled sinisterly. “I’ve already asked your sister, Mi Fei, to stay. I’ll go look for her in a while and ask her to give you the position of jewelry designer. How about it?”
“But I don’t know anything about jewelry design.” Milan frowned. “And this opportunity is rare for Mi Fei, right? How could she possibly give up this opportunity to me willingly?”
“Don’t worry about that, I’ll tell her…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Mr. Mi heard the sound of glass shattering from outside the door.
He had left the door ajar when he came, so anyone who passed by outside could hear what he had just said to Milan.
Mi Fei’s father ran to the door and opened it, only to see Mi Fei standing there, not knowing what to do.
“I’m sorry!” The frightened Mi Fei squatted down to clean up the glass shards.
She had only wanted to make a cup of tea for Father Mi, but she saw him walk into Milan’s room. Mi Fei was not curious, but when she passed Milan’s room, she heard a voice from inside. … will give you the position of jewelry designer. What do you think? ”
Mi Fei was shocked and kept telling herself that there were many jewelry designers in the world, and she might not be the one. However, what Milan and her father said next forced Mi Fei to recognize this fact.
Father Mi wanted to give the designer position to Milan. In her shock, Mi Fei accidentally broke the teacup in her hand, which attracted her father’s attention.
“Feifei, did you hear what I said just now?” Mr. Mi also knelt down and smiled affably.
“No, I didn’t hear anything.” Mi Fei denied hurriedly.
She didn’t dare to think that this father who would smile at her would actually have such thoughts.
Even though she said she didn’t hear anything, Father Mi still didn’t plan to let her go. ” Feifei, listen to me again if you didn’t hear it. I’m going to make you resign from the Jiang jewelry and then give the position to Lan Lan. What do you think? ”
“Why?” Mi Fei was so stunned that she didn’t even notice that her hand had been cut by the glass. “Dad, the position was given to me by President Jiang, not to Lan Lan.”
“What does it matter? Isn’t it the same as giving you and Lan Lan?” Father Mi’s smile grew even more unbridled.
