Wang Dong had a few years of schooling, and this was the first time he had ever been involved in such a public altercation, especially since he lived nearby and many of his neighbors were watching.

He was afraid that others would laugh at him behind his back, so he finally couldn't help but roar, "Wen Damei, don't bother me anymore!"

Dame Wen?

Wen Jiaojiao was walking towards her when she heard this. Suddenly, she turned her head sharply, making a quick, awkward movement, and all the pity on her face vanished instantly. She said:

"Brother, let's go home. You're just wasting my time."

She had never actually met Wen Damei. The only reason she knew of her was because of Xu Cuifen, who had initially been gossiping in her ear about how other people's daughters were inferior to her.

Combining what I had just heard with Aunt Pang's previous sarcastic remarks, I immediately identified this person.

Everyone was bewildered by her exceptionally smooth movements.

Wen Zhaoye walked beside her and chuckled softly:

"You've even forgotten her?"

Wen Jiaojiao slightly raised her chin and said in a serious tone:

"That's not important." Anyway, I'm going to grab the bucket and run away.

Wen Damei knew that without a job, even the most humble pleas would be in vain.

But lately, she's either not looking for other jobs, or none of them offer a salary comparable to Chenxuan Garment Factory's. So even if she took a job, it wouldn't meet Wang's mother's approval.

She knew full well that Wen Zhaoye was the key, so she had no choice but to swallow her pride and step forward, speaking in a gentle voice:

"Brother Zhaoye, please let me go back to the factory, considering we grew up together and how I've helped you out by secretly causing trouble for Xu Cuifen and her daughter all these years."

Wen Zhaoye was unaware of her actions, but the fact that Wen Jiaojiao's reputation had spread throughout the factory was definitely due in part to her smear campaign.

His eyes lost the gentleness he usually showed only to Wen Jiaojiao, turning cold and icy as he said:

“I always keep my word, and you’re just as gossipy as your mother, so I wouldn’t dare accept you.”

Wen Damei's anger rose, and her tone became harsh as she said, "My mother and I have bad tempers."

But we haven't said a single bad word about you yet. I don't know what I did to offend you that made you disregard the relationship between our two families and insist on firing me."

"Offending my family is the same as offending me." Wen Zhaoye glanced at Wen Jiaojiao almost imperceptibly, then turned and left.

Wen Damei never thought Wen Zhaoye would consider Wen Jiaojiao and Xu Cuifen as family, but at this moment she couldn't understand who his family was.

"Director Wen."

Upon recognizing Wen Zhaoye's identity, Wang's mother's expression softened again as she stepped forward and said:

"Your factory fired her, so you must still be short-staffed, right? My daughter is incredibly fast; the sewing machine is always buzzing from her feet. Could you please let her in?"

Wen Zhaoye, who hated trouble the most, refused without hesitation, saying, "We don't need any more people."

Wang's mother had heard about the working conditions at Chenxuan Garment Factory beforehand; otherwise, she wouldn't have gradually shifted from hesitant to compromising towards Wen Damei's attitude.

She didn't want to give up this hard-won opportunity, so she turned to look at Wen Jiaojiao, not taking the argument from earlier to heart at all, and said:

"Young lady, are you his boyfriend? You two look like a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman. Don't take what I just said to you to heart, but please put in a good word for me, okay?"

Wen Jiaojiao felt the same deep-seated disgust for her wicked mother-in-law, even though they were enemies of enemies.

She had no intention of standing on the same side whatsoever, and she made a shocking statement:

"Auntie? I've never seen her before. Could you be my aunt who died two years ago and whose burial place is still unknown?"

Wen Zhaoye: "..."

Avoiding answering the main questions

She definitely wanted people to mistakenly believe that she and I were a couple.

A flush of red and a palpable pallor flashed across Wang's mother's face, her lips trembling as she struggled to find a retort:

"you……"

Wen Damei, as if finding an opportunity, was eager to step forward and show off:

"How dare you talk to your aunt like that? You're so low-class, ill-mannered, and a woman who messes around with men."

Isn't that insane?

This family is blatantly heartless.

She actually hit a wall and still planned to use an excavator to build a road herself.

A flicker of surprise crossed Wen Jiaojiao's dark eyes, followed by a cold laugh:

"Laughable. You were grabbing a man's arm in the street, crying and making a scene, almost ready to hang yourself, and you still have the nerve to criticize me."

Wang's mother highly valued the woman's family background and abilities, so even when Wen Damei tried to speak up for her, she wouldn't give the two any chance. She rebuked them coldly:

"It's none of your business what our family affairs are about. What right does an outsider like you have to meddle?"

Wen Damei was stunned for a moment, then explained:

"No, Auntie, she treated you like that, and I was just siding with you, wasn't I?"

"Who needs your help? You're just after my family's wealth and trying to curry favor with me so you can get back with Dongzi."

After scoffing, Wang's mother ignored Wen Jiaojiao's embarrassed expression and turned to look at her ingratiatingly, saying:

"Don't be angry. I don't know this person at all. Can you help me with the work?"

Wen Jiaojiao's lips stiffened: "..."

It would be a shame if your two families didn't get together.

Wang Dong and his mother are the same type of person; they always try not to offend the powerful and wealthy, and even if the other party is rude, they dare not provoke them in the slightest.

He knew the job offer was definitely off and didn't want to lose face any further.

He gave Wen Zhaoye an awkward smile, pulled Wang's mother along, and turned to leave without even glancing at Wen Damei.

"Don't bother me anymore. I hate clingy women the most."

Wen Jiaojiao, never one to shy away from a good show, said sarcastically:

"Oh dear~ They don't appreciate it."

Seeing that the two were not there, Wen Damei abandoned her pretense of being virtuous, gentle, and weak; she said fiercely:

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