"Su Peishan, you bitch, shut up..." Yang Caiwen angrily reached out to hit Su Peishan's face again.
Su Peishan grabbed her wrist and tightened her grip.
“Yang Caiwen, it’s not that I’m afraid of you, it’s that I don’t even look down on what you cherish so much. Oh, by the way, your husband has been calling me a lot lately. I’ve blacklisted his number, but he keeps calling from other phones. I changed my phone number yesterday, and I hope you can keep your man in check and stop him from flirting with other women like a peacock.”
Yang Caiwen's sharp face contorted with rage. She could lose to anyone, but she couldn't lose to that bitch Su Peishan.
But Huo Qiyou only ever saw Su Peishan as a despicable woman. When Su Peishan resigned and left Hesong, he even considered divorcing her.
In any case, she was absolutely determined not to let Su Peishan continue to interfere in her marriage.
Not only does she want to drive this bitch out of Hesong, she also wants to make sure she gets completely out of this circle, and ideally, she never has to appear in front of Huo Qiyou again.
Yang Caiwen gritted her teeth and said, "If you hadn't seduced him, why would he be so persistent in clinging to you? I think you're just unwilling to give up. Over the years, rumors have been circulating in the company that you're his mistress, and you've never explained yourself. Isn't that just because you have a guilty conscience? You're a slut, a vixen who specializes in seducing married men and destroying other people's families..."
"Slap!" A crisp slap landed hard on Yang Caiwen's face.
Su Peishan sneered, "Do you know why I hit you? Because you owe me!! Over the years, you've been secretly smearing me countless times. I originally thought the truth would come out, and time would reveal all the facts, but I was wrong. I'm paying the price for my naivety. People like you two, shameless as you are, have no sense of right or wrong. I've been with Hesong for six years only because I watched it grow step by step into a leading media company in the industry. It has nothing to do with that old man in your family. And remember this: I only like young, fresh-faced men. I really don't like that old bastard in your family!"
After saying those words, Su Peishan turned and left like a queen, her high heels clicking on her heels.
Yang Caiwen was at a disadvantage, staring viciously at Su Peishan's departing figure, her whole body trembling with anger.
"Su Peishan, you just wait and see, I will definitely not let you get away with this!"
The battle was over. The door to a lounge at the end of the corridor was ajar. A tall, handsome man leaned against the door, taking in the entire contest between the two women.
Sitting inside, Chen Ming looked surprised: "Everyone says that Su Peishan and the CEO of Hesong are lovers, but judging from her conversation with Yang Caiwen, it seems that everyone has wronged her."
The man pursed his lips: "I didn't expect the older woman to have some backbone."
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