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43 - 43: Don't piss me off

She was coming for her.

"Jiang Yan, I have something to talk to you about."

Manager Zhang seemed to be approaching menacingly, the news of the interview had spread throughout the entire company, could it be that Manager Zhang wanted to take revenge on Jiang Yan?

However, it was not appropriate for him to stay, so he nodded, "Then I'll go up first."

After entering the elevator and closing the door, she saw Su Qian following Zhang Yi into the door of the opposite fire escape.

Over there was the stairs.

When he returned to the office and looked down, he didn't see the two coming out from the first floor.

The second floor, third floor, fourth floor, was the machinery department's office.

Could he have gone to the top floor?

The morning wind was still a little cold. Su Qian was wearing a pair of black clothes and a white shirt that was tied loosely under the pants, and a suit with half a length of stripes covering the butt. Now that the wind was blowing, the shirt was stuck to his body, revealing its fine curves.

Zhang Yi, who was standing opposite her, was wearing Prada's latest military green custom-made windbreaker. She was wearing a camouflage yellow dress with a wide leather belt, looking the same as the model of Prada at Paris Fashion Week.

He was dressed well, and there was nothing wrong with his appearance. It was just that his long hair was messed up and disheveled in the wind on the top floor.

She clearly realized that she had chosen the wrong place, but she couldn't afford to lose.

She caressed up the messy hair on her face and found a spot that went with the wind as she coldly looked at Su Qian.

"Jiang Yan, I don't care who you are, but don't think that you really have the ability to take away Si Chen.

"It seems that I am indeed a threat to you. You should have already gotten used to seeing so much, yet you still dragged me to the top floor to enjoy the wind." I don't have the time to chat with you. I'm a newbie, so I don't want to be late for a card call. If you're just here to play with me, then you can leave. "

Zhang Yi's face ashened. She looked at Su Qian with deadly eyes: "I'm warning you, stay away from Si Chen."

"You should have told him."

"If you didn't pester him, would he fancy someone like you?"

Su Qian chuckled: "He even likes someone like you, how can he not like someone like me?"

Right, in terms of status and family background, she was inferior to her.

In terms of appearance, she couldn't lie to herself and say that she was above her.

In terms of methods, there was no need to talk about it.

She had no chance of winning if he continued to play with her.

She didn't come today for this purpose.

"Tell me, what must I do for you to be willing to leave Tianyang and Si Chen?"

As long as she leaves, when she marries Yan Si Chen, everything will be set. Yan Clan's parents are good friends with her, and with the Yan Clan's teachings, divorce is not allowed.

So, just get married.

But who would have thought that Jiang Yan came out of nowhere.

She regretted that she had mentioned her date with Su Qian when Zhang Dai Tian had returned the car to her last night. She shouldn't have immediately ran over to provoke Jiang Yan.

She admitted that Jiang Yan was a serious threat to her.

The message she sent back made it difficult for her to sleep all night.

She was waiting for her car in front of the office early in the morning.

She followed him in as soon as she arrived.

As long as she was willing to leave and not cause trouble before their marriage, she could agree to anything.

Su Qian looked at her with an indifferent expression. She was nervous.

His tone was urgent, his eyes were uneasy, and he seemed ready to compromise at any moment.

What a pity.

It could be seen that Yan Si Chen had never even given her a little bit of love.

Su Qian suddenly thought back to the time when she was young, when Zhang Yi was on the basketball court waving the small red flag, lively and energetic, cheering for Yan Si Chen.

She had not seen him for five years, but this love had made her lose her spirit energy, making her as humble as a speck of dust.

Su Qian was thinking that if Yan Si Chen had agreed to her confession a few years ago, she might be the one who would stand here arrogantly and not want to let go of his attitude, but the person who was slowly being forced to lower himself was her.

He threw three words at her, "Impossible."

Zhang Yi's accumulated energy was used to prepare for a compromise, and was instantly replaced by Rushing Heaven's anger.

She was flustered and exasperated, she raised her hand and shouted into Su Qian's face, "You bitch!"

It was just that, like the time at the ball, his wrist was easily grabbed by Su Qian.

"It seems like you've forgotten what I said. I already said, do not touch my face casually. I also said that if you dare to touch your hands again, they will not be yours."

Her tone was as indifferent as before, but there was a hint of coldness in her tone.

Zhang Yi was in so much pain, she could only feel the strength gripping her wrist more and more tightly.

She tried to struggle free, but the more she struggled, the more painful it became.

She was on the verge of tears, but she refused to lower her head and would never beg for mercy.

"Jiang Yan, you slut, let go of me. Let go, let go."

"Jiang Yan, don't think that just because he's slept with you that you can replace me."

"Let go of me. Ss, let me tell you, his parents like me the most. If you don't let go of me now, it'll hurt."

"Jiang Yan, don't think that I don't know that you were with my cousin all night last night.

"Ah, ah, you are shameless. It's fine if you are a man, but your lower part is rotten."

Kacha, a clear and crisp sound came out from the depths of Zhang Yi's wrist.

Accompanied by Zhang Yi's miserable scream.

Su Qian released her hand, her expression did not change at all.

Looking at Zhang Yi who was covering her wrist with a hand and whose face was deathly pale from the pain, she went forward and gently tucked the messy hair on her face behind her ears.

Zhang Yi only felt waves of shudders as she subconsciously retreated backwards.

She had seen women who tried to get close to Yan Si Chen in all kinds of ways.

But he had never seen anyone so terrifying.

When she had held her hand just now, her expression had been as calm as the wind, as if she was squeezing a piece of peanut. There was even a faint smile on her face.

She did not reveal an expression of anger, but it was precisely because of this that caused Zhang Yi's entire body to turn cold.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was an evil spirit that took a person's life just by talking and laughing.

Especially when she came over to pick up her hair, she couldn't help but tremble.

Clutching his wrist, he retreated continuously.

Su Qian forced her way over step by step, her expression did not change, but the ridicule in her eyes grew stronger.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Don't come over."

Zhang Yi covered her other hand with one hand and kept on retreating.

Until he was forced into a dead end.

Su Qian's phone started to ring.

On the other side of the phone, was Yan Si Chen's voice: "It's more or less enough."

Su Qian lifted her head and looked in the direction of the main building.

Was he watching?

So be it.

She smiled sweetly. "Are you feeling bad?"

"..."

The phone was silent for three seconds.

Following that, he heard the secretary shout "Yan Tun, it's an early morning meeting".

His voice was low. "I'll go to the meeting and ask her to come back."

Su Qian revealed an uninterested expression: "Got it."

After hanging up the phone, the corner of her eyes tilted towards Zhang Yi with quite a bit of ridicule: "Then your hands, in the future, don't send me any bored messages, and don't call my face again. Otherwise, it won't be as simple as dislocated."

With that, he turned around and left.

Zhang Yi watched her figure that had disappeared along the stairs as she bit her red lips tightly. Her eyes were rimmed red and filled with hatred and venom.

"Jiang Yan, I won't let you off."

She would return this humiliation, ten times or even a hundred times.