Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Manager Nian, you don’t look too well. Are you alright?” As Zheng Yan reached out to pick up the cup of water, she took a sip of it and asked in concern.
However, she did not sound very sincere in her tone.
That’s right, she would not use such a photo to provoke Nian Xiaomu if she really was concerned about her.
It seemed as though she was here for a show instead.
She had not managed to see Nian Xiaomu lose her self-control last time; thus, she was looking forward to seeing it this time around.
“The photo was pretty well taken, the lightning looks alright, just that the pose…” Nian Xiaomu reached out for her cell phone and studied the photo on it. Then, she clicked her tongue twice.
“I know that there was nothing between you both with just a single glance at it.”
“… What did you say?” Zheng Yan was stunned.
“I said that Yu Yuehan would not take a fancy to you!” As Nian Xiaomu tossed the cell phone back to her, she went back to her office desk and sat down on the chair.
She wasn’t angry as she held onto the sides of the table with both her hands. Instead, it seemed like her presence had already enveloped the entire surrounding.
She raised her eyebrows lightly.
“Since you knew that I am in a relationship with Yu Yuehan, then do you know that we sleep together every day? No one knows his sleeping posture better than me. If you really had an affair, you would not be sleeping beside him—you would be sleeping in his embrace!”
“…”
“Also, if you and Yu Yuehan really did do anything and you could still wake up earlier than him to take such a photo, then he would be the one at fault. I have never woken up earlier than him. Vice-President Zheng, this photo is either edited or you were simply not charming enough. Do you need any guidance? I’ll teach you the price of friendship, it’s free!”
“…”
This was different from what Zheng Yan had expected it to be.
Not only was Nian Xiaomu not affected by her instigations, she even taunted her with a few sentences of her own.
She was ridiculing her with her words.
She would rather admit that the photo was edited instead of admitting that she was not charming enough!
Aware that she was affected by what Nian Xiaomu had said, a flash of light flickered in Zheng Yan’s eyes.
She slowly let out a smile.
“I had indeed underestimated you. However, this photo is real even though I did not sleep with Young Master Han. Doesn’t it bother you at all?”
Murdering someone by aiming her heart.
An invisible knife is the most lethal weapon!
Any other woman who saw photos and heard such words would surely turn so mad that they would want to kill someone.
However, Zheng Yan could not find a single hint of uncontrolled behavior on Nian Xiaomu’s face.
She was sitting very calmly in her office chair. With the look of disdain that she had shot her, she seemed to be staring at a performing clown.
“Vice-President Zheng, surely you did not think that a single photo would break me and my boyfriend up? Wake up, stop dreaming. It isn’t my boyfriend’s fault that he has women lusting after him as he is so outstanding. In any case, who doesn’t have crazy suitors in their life? I, myself, have been adored by good looking boys since I was young.”
Zheng Yan narrowed her red phoenix eyes and said, “Manager Nian, being confident is good, but it would be conceited to be overly confident. I am nowhere close to being lethal, but aren’t you afraid that you will meet a lethal opponent one day?”
Zheng Yan leaned in close to Nian Xiaomu and spoke with a pause between every word.
“For example, the biological mother of the Yu Family’s Little Miss…”
Pfft!
Nian Xiaomu could not manage to control herself and she spurted out the mouthful of water.
She nearly spurted it into Zheng Yan’s face.
As she met her shocked gaze, she was laughing so hard that she could not stop.
“Afraid, I am afraid, I am so afraid that I was scared that Xiao Liuliu’s mother would return the very next day when I woke up and Yu Yuehan would no longer want me then…”
All of a sudden, Nian Xiaomu changed the topic and cast a cold glance at Zheng Yan.
