"Fine, I’ll give you a week. If you still can’t hire anyone, I will talk to the investors myself." Ye Ranran, no longer able to stand Feng Xi’s twisted face, which had contorted due to jealousy, turned and walked away swiftly after giving her response.
"Ranran, did you see that? Feng Xi was clearly targeting you." Luo Qi stomped her foot as they were alone.
Ye Ranran found a shady spot to sit: "Even without you saying it, I know."
"If you know, then why are you still going to stay here? Moreover, why did you agree to serve her for a week?" Luo Qi looked at her disapprovingly.
Is she a masochist or what?
"Then what should I do?" Ye Ranran shrugged. "Argue with her? Have a falling out?"
If it would, she would have walked up and slapped Feng Xi right in her face.
"Workplace struggles are common, just let it go." Ye Ranran replied casually.
Life is just , not everything can go according to one’s wishes, can it?
Luo Qi disagreed, "All you need to do is ask your husband to intervene. Let’s see if Feng Xi dare to target you again."
Ye Ranran frowned with her face taut, "I’ll only allow you to say it once. I don’t want to hear it again."
"Why? You have such a good husband and you’re not going to use him? Have you lost your mind?"
Ye Ranran couldn’t understand—after being on the job market for years, why was Luo Qi still so naive?
"I am myself. My husband is my husband. We are individuals. He can’t be with me all the time and I can’t depend on him for everything. If I were to bother him for every little thing, wouldn’t he be worn out?" Ye Ranran said in a nonchalant tone.
"Love is not charity. When the other person is so good, you should aim to become better to deserve him, not count on him to help you at every turn. Otherwise, your partner would get very tired. Do you understand?"
Luo Qi nodded her head, then shook it.
Ye Ranran sighed, "It’s fine if you don’t understand. But I hope you remember one thing, about my relationship with him, unless I’m willing, you can’t tell anyone else. Otherwise, I will make sure you can’t survive in the fashion industry. Understand?"
With her cold tone and ferocious expression, where was the sweet and virtuous Ye Ranran?
Luo Qi was so frightened by her words that she couldn’t respond.
Ye Ranran leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "Promise me."
"I, I promise. I won’t tell anyone." Luo Qi stammered.
Ye RanRan gave her a pat on the shoulder: "That’s good."
Looking at Ye Ranran’s smiling face, Luo Qi’s heart pounded.
Just when the atmosphere was strange, Ye Ranran’s phone rang.
She picked it up and saw a new message. Without much thought, she opened it.
The more she looked at it, the more serious her expression became. She spent a full two minutes reading those few short lines.
"I need to step out for a bit, keep an eye on things here." Ye Ranran stood up.
What’s going on? Luo Qi wondered as she watched Ye Ranran leave.
Since they were shooting a modern workplace drama, the set was located downtown, making transportation very convenient.
Ye Ranran took a taxi to the location mentioned in the text message: sanazoan.
She chose a seat near the window.
The other person still hadn’t arrived, so she prudently took sips of her coffee to kill time.
By the time she was halfway through her coffee, someone finally took a seat across from her.
A slender man, wearing a large baseball cap that obscured much of his face, he kept his head down, so the other half was hidden in the shadows.