Chapter 117 Step by Step
Without anyone to speak up for you, how dare you openly contradict your superiors?
That would only make your situation more awkward.
She could only swallow her anger and hide her grievances.
As soon as the regimental commander left, the atmosphere in the office immediately relaxed a bit.
Liu Piaopiao immediately stood up and walked towards Fu Ya with slightly heavy steps.
"Don't get too cocky, we'll see what happens later."
Fu Ya looked up at the sound, without flinching.
"I'll wait."
Qiao Wanyin had been quietly observing this scene from a short distance away.
Evil people need to be dealt with by other evil people!
This is the cycle of karma; retribution is inevitable.
Wasn't Liu Piaopiao always thinking she was clever and always plotting against Qiao Wanyin behind her back?
Now you've finally tasted what it's like to be trampled underfoot, haven't you?
Isn't it really unpleasant to feel powerless to resist?
Let her deal with her own mess first, with her own backyard in turmoil.
Let's see if she still has the extra energy and mind to cause trouble and disrupt her plans.
It should be noted that the original owner of this body was not someone to be trifled with. She had a fierce personality and a stubborn temperament, and she would remember any slight from others for a lifetime.
They also have many tricks up their sleeves, and they show no mercy when they retaliate.
And now, she is no longer a pushover who can be easily manipulated.
After she transmigrated, she had no intention of swallowing her anger and letting others bully her anymore.
Just stealing Liu Piaopiao's thunder and making her lose face in front of the leaders wasn't enough to satisfy him.
Since we've already torn off all pretense of civility, let's just add fuel to the fire.
Let this fire burn brightly, until she's overwhelmed and unable to take care of herself.
That night, as darkness fell...
Qiao Wanyin specially invited Fu Ya to her home.
Since that unpleasant dinner party last time, Fu Ya has not seen Fu Lian again.
He doesn't answer the phone or reply to messages.
This time, we meet again, sitting face to face in the softly lit living room.
Looking at that familiar face, Fu Ya no longer felt the same persistence she once had.
Instead, it creates an inexplicable sense of alienation.
Her feelings for Fu Lian faded away without her even realizing it.
To put it bluntly, that's why she targeted Qiao Wanyin so fiercely back then.
Ultimately, it all boils down to a feeling of jealousy.
She couldn't accept that a rustic girl from the countryside had so easily stolen the man she had always longed for.
But what about now?
A new adversary suddenly emerged, pressing forward relentlessly and eyeing the scene with predatory intent.
Looking back at Qiao Wanyin, the country girl she once hated so much, suddenly didn't seem so irritating anymore, and even...
"Comrade Fu Ya, please come in and have a seat!"
Qiao Wanyin greeted her with a smile.
"Don't stand there, it's windy outside. Come in and warm up. The tea is freshly brewed and still steaming hot. Take a sip while it's hot to warm your heart."
She gently raised her hand and handed over a cup of floral tea with wisps of steam rising from it.
The flower petals in the cup floated gently with the steam, releasing a delicate fragrance that was refreshing and delightful.
Fu Ya hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take the cup.
She raised her head and looked directly at Qiao Wanyin.
"You called me, is there something you need?"
Qiao Wanyin did not answer immediately.
"I heard that during yesterday's rehearsal, Liu Piaopiao played the wrong music for your solo dance? The intro was a fast-paced military band, which was completely out of tune with the lyrical piece you prepared, and it almost made you lose your rhythm."
Fu Ya's fingers tightened suddenly, her knuckles turning white.
The scalding hot tea almost spilled out, splashing onto the table and forming a small water stain.
Her heart skipped a beat, her eyes suddenly became alert, and she asked in a low voice, "How do you know about this? There were only a few backup dancers and sound engineers present at the time, and even the troupe leader didn't mention it."
Was Qiao Wanyin staring at him the whole time?
Or did she plant a spy in the performing arts troupe?
"I met many girls from the performing arts troupe at the mutual aid center."
Qiao Wanyin spoke casually.
She gently blew on the tea, the steam brushing against her lips.
“I have a few friends who I get along with well, and I often hear rumors about them when we chat. I also heard that Liu Piaopiao recently gave small gifts to everyone in the troupe, such as soap, sewing kits, and candy brought from other places, but she forgot to give you one.”
Fu Ya's face immediately darkened.
She slowly put the teacup down.
"She wants to isolate me? She wants to win people over with these little favors and push me out?"
"That's not all."
Qiao Wanyin leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows lightly on her knees, and lowered her voice to almost a whisper.
"I heard that she privately suggested to Commander Fang the day before yesterday that the cultural troupe should be reorganized, as some members are outdated in their thinking and cannot keep up with the pace of the new era, which affects the overall spirit."
Fu Ya's pupils contracted, and her chest heaved violently.
She slammed her hand on the table, making the teacup jump.
Water splashed everywhere, and a few drops of tea landed on her sleeve.
"She dares!"
Fu Ya gritted her teeth, her voice filled with anger.
"A new recruit who has only been in the regiment for less than three months, who hasn't even mastered the basic drill movements, has the nerve to point fingers and say who's outdated? Who gave her that right?"
Qiao Wanyin quickly raised her hand, palm outward, making a "quiet" gesture, and glanced warily towards the doorway. "Don't get excited, Comrade Fu Ya, be careful, the walls may have ears. If this gets out, it won't end well."
Fu Ya took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart.
Her back was ramrod straight, and her jaw was clenched.
But the anger in his eyes didn't diminish at all.
"What else did she do?"
She asked coldly.
"Speak up, don't hide anything."
"The day before yesterday afternoon, she invited several key members to a restaurant for dinner."
Qiao Wanyin said slowly.
"We ordered two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, and even got a bottle of soda, which was an exception. We said it was to 'connect with each other' and discuss the program arrangement. Yesterday at noon, she also 'happened' to bring chocolates, saying that her brother had sent them back from abroad. She distributed them to the team members one by one, and even Xiao Liu from the cooking team got some."
She paused, staring at Fu Ya with a meaningful look.
"By the way, someone also saw her secretly talking to the group leader, saying she wanted to choose a new lead dancer. The reason was to revitalize the team and avoid one person occupying the core position for too long, which would cause aesthetic fatigue."
Fu Ya's face turned pale, and her lips trembled slightly.
She was all too familiar with these tactics.
She used the same methods back then, proceeding step by step and secretly making plans.
Ultimately, this forced the former star performer to request a transfer and leave the group in disappointment.
"Does she think she can get away with this?"
Fu Ya sneered, her voice low and hoarse yet filled with ruthlessness.
"So tender, so incredibly tender."
She gritted her teeth, a hint of disdain rising in her eyes.
Because she knew that this trick was effective precisely because it could actually hurt people.
Qiao Wanyin observed her quietly the whole time.
Seeing Fu Ya go from shock to trying to remain calm, and then to an unconcealable anger.
She knew it was almost done.
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