Following her third inquiry, the angry sound of high heels stomping on the floor came.

When Xiao Liu saw the familiar hem of the skirt, she immediately tugged at He Man's arm excitedly.

"Sister He, the real show is about to begin."

Che Yue barged into the office.

The people in the office had already heard rumors that Mr. He's wife had arrived, and upon seeing the unfamiliar woman in front of them, they immediately guessed her identity.

Why did Mrs. He suddenly come to the design department?

While everyone was still in shock, Che Yue shouted angrily, "Where is Su Yan! Where is Su Yan?!"

To everyone's surprise, she had come for Su Yan, and all eyes instinctively turned to Su Yan.

Che Yue looked over and was stunned for a moment when she saw Su Yan. A flash of jealousy crossed her eyes.

Five years have passed, yet she shows no signs of aging whatsoever; on the contrary, she appears even more radiant.

She forcibly suppressed her jealousy and once again angrily called out Su Yan's name: "Su Yan."

Su Yan looked at the old acquaintance in front of her, her eyes showing not a ripple of emotion.

She had thought about ways for the two of them to meet again, but she never expected that Che Yue would take the initiative to come to her.

"What's wrong, Miss Che?"

Hearing this harsh address, Che Yue's delicate body trembled.

Su Yanwei's slightly upturned lips seemed to be mocking her for not having a proper identity even after five years.

"You shameless slut!"

Che Yue rushed forward and slapped him across the face.

A sharp "snap" echoed in the office, startling all the employees.

He Man and Xiao Liu were overjoyed.

"Good! Well done!" Heman whispered gleefully.

Su Yan tugged at the corner of her mouth that had been slapped, and casually tossed her messy hair aside.

"What's wrong, Miss Che? Why are you suddenly so angry?"

Che Yue glared at her fiercely, as if she were seeing an enemy, wishing she could tear her to pieces.

"Why did you come back? You want to take him back, don't you? Let me tell you, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

She screamed like a shrew.

Su Yan coldly watched her throw a tantrum, "Now you finally understand what I'm going through? That feeling of panic about having something taken away from you, are you scared?"

Su Yan looked at her smugly, her eyes filled with a mocking smile.

Che Yue seemed to have her secrets exposed, and her lips trembled.

"You shameless slut, you're delusional!"

She raised her hand again and slapped Su Yan.

Yi An was giving instructions to Zhao Bo when she saw this scene just as she was about to enter the design department.

He panicked and was about to rush forward when Su Yan raised her hand and grabbed Che Yue's hand firmly and decisively.

He took a step forward, then pulled it back.

Che Yue looked at her hand that had been grabbed in horror, struggling with all her might, but it wouldn't budge.

"Let me go! Su Yan, let me go!"

Her threats had no effect on Su Yan.

Su Yan chuckled softly, "Che Yue, are you scared so soon? Don't worry, the game has only just begun. Everything I've suffered will be returned to you in full."

She suddenly flung Che Yue's hand away.

The force that came from the front hit Che Yue made her lose her balance, and she staggered a couple of times before falling to the ground in a sorry state.

Everyone in the office gasped at the sight.

Good heavens, this is President He's wife, how dare Su Yan do this?

Che Yue looked at Su Yan in disbelief, "How dare you treat me like this? Aren't you afraid I'll tell Zi Mo and let him know just how vicious you really are!"

Su Yan looked down at Che Yue with cold indifference in her eyes.

"Go ahead and speak, but by what right do you mean? He Ziming's wife? Do you even have a marriage certificate?"

Che Yue's face turned pale.

Su Yan looked at her with a thoughtful expression, her words flowing: "Hidden away for five years, a girlfriend you can't show your face? Or what?"

She deliberately drew out the last syllable, "A lowly bed partner?"

Che Yue's face turned completely pale. She turned her head and glanced at the increasingly strange looks from the other people in the office. She was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and her fur stood on end instantly.

"Su Yan! You're just jealous! I'm Zi Mo's only woman, you're someone who can't be seen in the light of day!"

Yi An lowered her gaze, then turned and left.

Zhao Bo was taken aback, then hurriedly chased after him.

"Why did you leave? This is the most crucial moment; I'm still waiting to see how Su Yan will refute her!"

Yi An glanced at him and said, "What's so interesting about two women arguing? If you want to watch something, go home and watch an 8 PM drama about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. That's much more interesting."

Zhao Bo listened to his blunt and sarcastic words, and grinned slyly as he moved closer.

"You're not heartbroken, are you? So heartbroken you can't bear to watch?"

Yi An's expression changed, she glared at him angrily, and said nothing.

Zhao Bo became even more energetic, saying repeatedly, "If you feel sorry for her, then go for it! What's the use of just watching? Go up and slap Che Yue! No, no! Che Yue is a woman. No matter how cheap she is, you can't lose your manly manners."

He suggested to Yi An: "Then go up and grab Che Yue's hand, stand in front of Su Yan, and say domineeringly: My woman, you can't touch her!"

As soon as Zhao Bo said it, he got goosebumps all over and jumped up and down excitedly.

But Yi'an didn't react at all.

"Immediately notify everyone, I need to call a meeting."

Zhao Bo was stunned. "A meeting? What kind of meeting?"

Yi An gave him a cold glance. "If his woman makes a mistake, shouldn't He Ziming take responsibility?"

"Holy crap—"

Zhao Bo stood there dumbfounded, then clapped his hands enthusiastically, "When it comes to being domineering, you're definitely more experienced!"

As soon as He Zimo entered the company, he was informed that Yi An was going to have a meeting.

He went to the conference room in a daze, only to find it already full of people.

"Mr. He is here, please have a seat."

Yi An pointed to an empty seat on the side and said in an exceptionally polite manner.

He Ziming was taken aback and subconsciously sensed something was amiss, but with so many people around, he couldn't refuse and could only bite the bullet and sit down.

Yi Fang glanced around in a perfunctory manner, "Everyone's here, let's begin."

He Ziming glanced at the sparsely populated meeting room, where not all the seats were occupied, and looked on with suspicion.

Are you sure everyone is here?

Zhao Bo chuckled to himself, thinking, "What else do we need? As long as you, the sucker, are here, that's enough!"

Yi An instructed Zhao Bo to open the PPT, "This is the document that was just handed to me, our company's performance over the past month."

He pointed to the plummeting performance figures on the PPT and demanded sternly, "Why is that? Zhao Bo, you tell me."

When Zhao Bo heard that the question had been directed at him, he immediately stood up and, using the words he had prepared beforehand, replied in a serious tone: "Chairman Yi, I have already investigated. The fundamental reason for the sharp drop in performance is that we lost Mr. Wu's large order."