After putting her things away, Feng Guang headed towards the elevator, but before she even stepped inside, a woman rushed out from around the corner of the corridor and bumped into her. Fortunately, she managed to grab the wall and didn't fall.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" Qiu Niannian quickly bowed and apologized. She looked up and exclaimed, "Oh, is that Miss Xia?"
Feng Guang's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. "Miss Qiu, running in the corridor is not allowed. That's common sense, isn't it?"
"I'm so sorry... The CEO asked me to buy him coffee and gave me a time limit, so I couldn't help but run. Ms. Xia, I'm really sorry for bumping into you!"
"Coffee? I remember every office has coffee and tea, right? President Song... you actually asked him to go outside to buy it?"
Qiu Niannian gritted her teeth, "He said the coffee at the coffee shop on the corner is delicious."
In reality, it was just to torment her.
"It seems that the president really does have a special regard for Miss Qiu."
Qiu Niannian wasn't sure what Fengguang meant by that, and didn't dare to respond rashly. She just thought to herself that she'd rather not be treated differently!
"Miss Qiu, aren't you leaving yet? Didn't the president give you a time limit?"
"Ah! I almost forgot!" Qiu Niannian remembered the most important thing, grabbed the bag and ran, but she ran too fast and couldn't stop when she turned the corner. She crashed into a hard wall and fell to the ground, spilling coffee all over the floor. She covered her forehead and cried out in pain. She also twisted her ankle.
"Hey, Qiu Niannian!" The man who suddenly appeared abandoned his usual arrogant demeanor. He bent down to help Qiu Niannian up, and seeing her swollen forehead and her swollen ankle, he looked coldly at Feng Guang standing beside him, his voice filled with icy intent, "What did you do to her?"
Feng Guang: "..."
Seriously? She got dragged into this too?
Song Mo couldn't help but come out to look for Qiu Niannian after she hadn't returned for a long time, but he didn't expect to stumble upon this scene. He recognized the woman in front of him. He had unequivocally opposed his mother's decision to bring Xia Fengguang to the company, but he couldn't resist her crying, tantrums, and threats of suicide. Later, he thought, let her come. As long as she behaves herself, he won't do anything to her. In fact, as soon as Xia Fengguang arrived at the company, she stayed in Bai Zhi's office and didn't come out for a moment. Although Song Mo found it strange, Qiu Niannian had already occupied all his attention. So, he selectively ignored Xia Fengguang, who didn't cause trouble, when she was at the company. But a woman is a woman. Even if she pretended to be well-behaved, she still couldn't help but make a move on Qiu Niannian like other women.
Hmph, as expected, this fiancée is no good either!
Completely unaware of Song Mo's inner thoughts, "That..."
"Shut up!" Song Mo interrupted her coldly. "Do you know whose woman you've touched?"
"……have no idea."
"Xia Fengguang, don't forget who you are. So what if you are the woman my mother has her eye on? I have a thousand ways to make you regret messing with my woman."
"etc……"
"On the surface, you play hard to get, but behind the scenes you resort to these low-class tricks." Song Mo snorted. "Xia Fengguang, I've seen plenty of women like you."
The more he talked, the stranger it became, and Qiu Niannian forgot about crying. She was about to speak when Song Mo pulled her behind her.
Song Mo shielded the petite woman behind him, his domineering aura so natural that it made everyone tremble. "Qiu Niannian is my woman. Anyone who tries to harm her will pay the price... um!"
As something hit him squarely in the face, he grunted and took a step back. The object landed on the ground; it was a high heel. Song Mo felt a burning pain on his face.
He glared angrily at the damned woman, but before he could say anything, another high heel came flying at him. "Listen to me properly, you stupid narcissist!"
A gasp and the sound of a phone falling to the ground came from the corner.
Feng Guang didn't care about any of that. Barefoot, she stood with her hands on her hips and launched into a tirade of curses, "Who the hell do you think you are? Do you think all women have to like you and would do anything for you? Do you know that your IQ is negatively proportional to your looks? You think you're some ancient emperor, with all the women lining up for your favor, even staging palace intrigues for you? You're whiter than a woman, thinner than a woman, and have longer legs than a woman. Not every woman likes a sissy like you. And that Cinderella behind you, you're the only one protecting her like a princess. Me, a rich and beautiful woman, am I supposed to lower myself to compete for her favor? The air in the whole building smells terrible because of your stupidity, you idiot!"
She held up her right hand and gave the middle finger. "Son of a bitch!"
Song Mo's face turned pale and then red, his handsome features made even more comical by the shoe prints on either side. His chest heaved with anger, seemingly at a loss for words as to why he had never heard a woman swear at him before. Finally, he glanced at the group of heads peeking out from around the corner of the corridor. "What are you looking at! Don't you all have work to do?!"
The crowd of onlookers immediately dispersed, some of them still remembering to pick up their phones that had fallen to the ground.
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