Xiang Jin arrived at his destination.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw Bai Ningshuang.

"Ah Jin, what are you doing here?" Bai Ningshuang rushed towards Xiang Jin with a boxed lunch in her hand, full of surprise.

"I came here to take care of some business. Why are you eating a boxed lunch here?"

"Ugh, the company's having an event, so we've been setting up here. We've only managed to grab a bite now." Bai Ningshuang threw the lunchbox into the trash can and pulled Xiang Jin inside. "Which floor are you on? Let's go get some coffee after you're done."

"Let me see."

Xiang Jin opened the file and was immediately stunned: "Third floor."

The person she needed to measure and determine the data for was Fang Xinman.

"Damn it, what a small world! She threw a huge tantrum this morning over the materials, her temper is awful." Seeing that name, Bai Ningshuang was furious.

"It's okay, it's just work, I can handle it."

Xiang Jin put the documents into her bag, took a deep breath, and went up to the third floor elevator.

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you!"

You can bully her, but if anyone dares to bully Xiang Jin, she'll fight them to the death, even if it means losing her job!

Xiang Jin first contacted Xia Xia.

Xiaxia, the contact person, told Xiangjin that Ms. Fang had other plans for the afternoon and time was tight, so they should finish quickly.

As he spoke, he led them inside.

Fang Xinman sat on the sofa smoking.

Xiang Jin looked and saw that he and Murong Xiao had drawn the same brand.

"Ms. Fang, hello. I'm an employee of Yixin. I'm here to confirm the size and style of the jewelry event next month. If you have any opinions or ideas, you can let me know in advance." Xiang Jin walked over.

Fang Xinman raised her eyes.

Her eyes and expression were just like Xiang Qi's, only with an added touch of arrogance and disdain.

She nodded slightly: "Miss Xiang, what a coincidence. What did you just say?"

Xiang Jin repeated what she had just said.

"Excuse me, I didn't quite hear you. Could you please repeat it?" Fang Xinman was still smiling, her bright features swirling in the smoke, making her both charming and alluring.

Xiang Jin repeated it again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't have time." Fang Xinman refused decisively.

"Ms. Fang, Xiaxia and I arranged the time in advance, so it won't take up too much of your time. Please cooperate with our work."

“Yes, Miss Fang, they’re already here. It wouldn’t be appropriate to send them away,” Bai Ningshuang interjected.

Fang Xinman's expression turned cold.

"I'm in a bad mood, so what if I don't want to cooperate? Unless—"

"Unless what?"

"I suddenly feel like eating an apple. Maybe eating an apple will improve my mood," Fang Xinman said, raising an eyebrow.

Xiang Jin silently picked up the apple next to her and began to peel it.

"The apple is peeled, Miss Fang, please enjoy." Xiang Jin plated the apple and handed it to Fang Xinman.

"Oh dear, she's wearing lipstick, and these are such big strips, how can she possibly eat them?"

Xiang Jin brought the plate back, cut it into small, even pieces, and handed it to her again: "Is it ready now?"

"Sorry, I suddenly don't want to eat anymore."

"you--"

Bai Ningshuang's face changed. She clenched her fists and desperately suppressed her anger.

Xiang Jin patted her shoulder and looked calmly at Fang Xinman: "What exactly do you want Miss Fang to do to get her to cooperate?"

"Oh dear, I didn't mean to make things difficult for Miss Xiang, it's just that Master Xiao always spoils me like this, and I've gotten used to it, so—"

Fang Xinman smiled shyly.

Xiang Jin lowered her eyes.

"How about this, my shoes are covered in dust. Miss Xiang, could you clean them for me? I'll give you half an hour, how about that?" Fang Xinman said, elegantly negotiating her terms.

"How can you do this! Ah Jin, how can you shine shoes for others!"

Bai Ningshuang refused no matter what she said.

Logically speaking, Xiang Jin is Murong Xiao's wife, and Fang Xinman is a mistress. How can the wife shine the shoes of the mistress? This is simply too insulting!

"It's alright, Shuangshuang."

Xiang Jin gave her a gentle smile, reassuring her.

It's just shining shoes; she'll treat the other person like a dog and won't take it to heart.

"But--"

"It's okay, trust me." Xiang Jin pushed Bai Ningshuang away, walked to Fang Xinman, and squatted down.

She picked up a tissue from the side and carefully wiped the dust off her shoes, quiet and gentle, her fox eyes devoid of any emotion, like a silent form of resistance.

A hint of hatred suddenly surfaced in Fang Xinman's eyes.

"Speaking of which, these shoes were bought for me by Master Xiao. They're HV custom-made, costing millions a pair. Miss Xiang, you'd better take good care of them."

Xiang Jin paused.

No wonder these shoes are so beautiful; it turns out Murong Xiao bought them.

"Miss Fang and Master Xiao have a really good relationship."

"Of course, he did say he wanted to marry me and make me Mrs. Murong, so some people should not have unrealistic fantasies about climbing the social ladder. What do you think?"

Xiang Jin raised the corners of his mouth: "Then congratulations, Miss Fang."

But he knew very well that it was impossible for Murong Xiao to marry Fang Xinman.

The person he wanted to marry was Xiang Qi from beginning to end. Fang Xinman was just a substitute, like her.

This is probably why she was tolerant of Fang Xinman.

We share the same fate; how tragic it is!

"The shoes are polished. Ms. Fang, are you ready for the interview?" After a while, Xiang Jin stood up.

Fang Xinman looked them over and smiled, "Miss Xiang, your shoe-shining skills are really mediocre. I heard that you can shine them more cleanly by kneeling. Would you like to try?"

"Fang Xinman, don't push your luck!"

Bai Ning was furious and quickly pulled Xiang Jin behind her.

"Fine, I'll shine your shoes for you, however you want, I'll do it for you, I'll risk my life for you today!" Bai Ningshuang knelt down on one knee, ready to get the shoes.

Fang Xinman smiled leisurely.

She picked up her shoes and threw them away deftly.

"Miss Xiang, go and fetch my shoes." She commanded with an air of superiority.

Xiang Jin pulled Bai Ningshuang up and walked to the stairwell.

Just as she was about to pick up the shoes, a pair of fair and delicate feet suddenly stretched out and stepped on Xiang Jin's hands: "Miss Xiang, would you please kneel down to pick them up?"

Xiang Jin tugged at her shoe, but couldn't budge it.

Just as she was about to get up, Fang Xinman suddenly cried out and fell down the stairs!

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much..."

"Miss Xiang, I just wanted to talk to you a little more, why did you push me down? Why..." Fang Xinman was extremely aggrieved, and tears streamed down her face.

Xiang Jin stood there, motionless.

She looked at Murong Xiao, who had suddenly appeared, and her face showed an unusual panic: "I didn't, I didn't push her, I didn't!"

Murong Xiao, his eyes cold, helped Fang Xinman up.

She hit her forehead on the wall and bled a lot; the scene was quite shocking.

"Master Xiao, it hurts so much... I don't know what I did to offend Miss Xiang, that she would treat me like this..."