The man's brushstrokes were skillful and mature, and his painting style was free and unrestrained, making him look like an elder who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
Without seeing his face, I couldn't determine his age, so I politely asked, "What's your name?"
He put down the brush in his hand and threw it casually on the finished painting without any mercy.
As I was surprised, the man turned around, took out a wet tissue, wiped his hands, and walked towards me.
"Are you the Miss Lan who asked us to make a public apology?" he asked me in a deep voice.
I studied the man before me. His wispy bangs hid the tips of his eyebrows. His eyes were as clear as morning dew, and beneath his straight nose, the corners of his lips curved beautifully. He was handsome in his masculinity, yet gentle in his handsomeness.
I was a little surprised. I didn't expect the chairman to be so young.
After a pause, I nodded slightly: "Yes."
"Please sit down." He signaled me with his eyes, and I sat down on the leather sofa next to him.
At the same time, the man pushed a business card in front of me.
Yan Meng, this is his name.
"We've been running Bailu Clothing for so many years, and you're the first person to make such a request. I just want to see what kind of woman is so interesting."
Yan Meng remained calm and his words were very sharp.
I subconsciously frowned and said in a deep voice, "Boss Yan, it was the salesperson at your cheongsam shop who maliciously damaged the cheongsam, causing me to be misunderstood and severely impacting my life. This cheongsam shop is owned by your company, which shows that you are not managing the store in a meticulous and responsible manner. I only ask for a public apology to restore my reputation, which is not excessive."
Yan Meng brewed a pot of tea, poured a cup in front of me, and had a smile on his face.
"I refuse."
He was clearly smiling, but every word he said was harsh.
"Miss Lan, you are too self-righteous. No one cares about your life. Your so-called influence is nothing more than your excessive imagination."
I suddenly looked up and stared at him: "Are you saying that I'm deliberately looking for trouble?"
"I just don't like doing meaningless things." Yan Meng took a sip of tea, crossed his legs, and asked disdainfully, "Miss Lan, do you think a public apology can improve your relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?"
The cheongsam shop has already informed Yan Meng of my situation in detail.
Yan Meng's words hit a sore spot for me.
"You want us to issue a public apology simply to prove your innocence. But do you think anyone else cares besides you? Your relatives and friends are just there to watch the fun. It's been so many days since the birthday party ended, they won't take your family's affairs to heart and may have even forgotten about it."
Although Yan Meng's words were blunt and unpleasant, every word he said made sense.
"And your mother-in-law, the conflict between you and her shouldn't be caused by this cheongsam, right?"
Yan Meng’s question left me speechless for a moment.
I have no words to refute.
Yan Meng asked again, "Do you think a public apology can clear your mother-in-law's dislike for you?"
After the voice fell, I pursed my lips.
The manager of the cheongsam shop has already apologized to Zhao Xian, but to no avail.
Zhao Xian’s dissatisfaction with me had been accumulating over time, and the cheongsam incident simply gave her an outlet to vent her dissatisfaction.
Seeing my silence, Yan Meng sighed: "Now that this matter has passed, it's over. No one will remember it except you. If we really apologize publicly to your mother-in-law, it will seem like you are repeatedly using this incident to humiliate her!"
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