novelraw Chapter 107 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
Chapter 107 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
She looked at Song Kexin.
Song Kexin also looked at her.
There was a hint of a smile in his eyes.
It's very light.
It's very light.
It's like saying: What can you do to me?
Then Song Kexin turned to Shen Hanchi, her tone as relaxed as if nothing had happened.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go take care of my work."
She turned and left, wearing high heels.
The office door closed behind her.
That "click" sound was like something finally settling down.
Shen Hanchi looked at Xiao Xiao.
The little girl stood there, her shoulders trembling violently, tears streaming down her face, but she bit her lip to stop herself from crying out loud.
"What exactly happened?"
Xiao Xiao opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
She lowered her head, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz: "It...it was my fault..."
"Then why didn't you admit it just now!"
Shen Hanchi's voice deepened, filled with suppressed anger. Having worked in this industry for so many years, what he hated most was being treated like a fool.
Xiao Xiao's tears fell even harder.
Shen Hanchi took a deep breath, about to speak—
"President Shen."
Lu Xiran's voice was very soft, but it made Shen Hanchi pause.
She glanced at Xiao Xiao.
I'm so scared I'm shaking all over. I'm not pretending to be pitiful, I'm genuinely terrified.
Moreover, Song Kexin was targeting her; Xiao Xiao was merely being used as a pawn.
"Since no consequences have occurred," Lu Xiran withdrew her gaze, "let's give her a chance."
Shen Hanchi remained silent for a few seconds.
He roughly guessed what was going on. Xiao Xiao was just a scapegoat being pushed out.
Since Lu Xiran had pleaded for him, he didn't want to pursue the matter any further.
"Your entire bonus for this month will be deducted." He looked at Xiao Xiao, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Rewrite the materials, and I will personally review them before you submit them."
Xiao Xiao nodded frantically, clutching the budget sheet, and practically ran out.
Lu Xiran also turned and left.
Lu Xiran picked up her phone and opened Lin Chen's chat window.
Uncle, help me look up someone. Song Kexin.
After sending it, she stared at the screen for a few seconds.
Then exit.
My phone vibrated.
It was Xiao Xiao's WeChat message.
Thank you. And then, I'm sorry.
Lu Xiran looked at the line of text.
Putting "thank you" and "sorry" together just doesn't look right.
She didn't know what Xiao Xiao was afraid of.
Lu Xiran did not reply.
She put her phone away, a little angry.
Are you angry with Song Kexin?
Not all.
Are you angry with Xiao Xiao?
It seems so.
It's just... not very pleasant.
After getting off work, Lu Xiran went directly to Gu's Shopping Mall.
Jin Qiqi invited her to choose jewelry, but the bride-to-be was still worried about which set of jewelry to match.
As soon as she entered the mall, Lu Xiran saw it.
Song Zhihe was everywhere.
On the giant GG screen in the atrium, she wore a set of dazzling diamond jewelry, the necklace around her neck shimmering, and the earrings sparkling. She turned slightly to the side, a perfectly timed smile playing on her lips, her gaze fixed on a point in the void, as if watching everyone who passed by, yet also as if she didn't see anyone at all.
On the electronic screen in the elevator, she presented a different image—in the GG watch section, she wore a smart white suit, and the way she raised her hand to check her watch was elegant and neat, with the watch face on her wrist gleaming coolly under the light.
She didn't even spare the escalator. She leaned there languidly, a bottle of perfume in her hand, her eyes unfocused, as if inhaling a faint, almost imperceptible scent. Passersby couldn't help but glance at her again and again.
Throughout the entire mall, you could see her face every three steps and her figure every five steps.
After Gu Yanshen and Song Zhihe got engaged, her net worth skyrocketed. The number of brands she endorsed doubled, and her presence became ubiquitous.
Lu Xiran withdrew her gaze and walked towards the store where she had arranged to meet Jin Qiqi.
Jin Qiqi specifically chose a brand that was not endorsed by Song Zhihe.
Jin Qiqi was already inside. When she saw her come in, she immediately waved.
"Ranran, come quick and help me take a look!"
Lu Xiran went over and helped her try on one outfit after another.
Diamonds, pearls, colored gemstones, jade.
Jin Qiqi tried on no less than twenty sets, her brows furrowing more and more tightly.
"Ranran," she sighed as she took off a ruby necklace, "I still think Grandma's diamond necklace is the prettiest."
The jewelry Bai Fang left for Lu Xiran was all a collector's item. Nothing on the market could compare.
"I know you have high standards." Lu Xiran smiled.
Jin Qiqi's eyes lit up, and she leaned over to take her arm, shaking it playfully.
"You promised to lend me your jewelry."
Lu Xiran's smile faltered for a moment.
"...I didn't take it."
"What?!"
Jin Qiqi's voice almost startled the shop assistants.
"Each of those sets is priceless!" she whispered, but her expression was already cracking. "Lu Xiran, are you stupid?"
Lu Xiran didn't speak.
Jin Qiqi took a deep breath, grabbed her arm, and spoke with a tone of exasperated anger:
"Go and get it back!"
She paused, then added, her tone suggesting she was about to start a fight:
"It's better for me to borrow it than to leave it to Song Zhihe!"
Lu Xiran was stunned for a moment.
She didn't read the divorce agreement carefully at all. She was completely dazed at the time, only knowing where to sign it, and didn't remember anything written on it.
Those jewels were given to her by Bai Fang—because she was Gu Yanshen's wife, and because she was pregnant at the time.
So when she left, she didn't think about taking anything with her.
She didn't touch the card Gu Yanshen gave her.
But if those jewels—
What if Gu Yanshen is going to give those jewels to Song Zhihe?
Lu Xiran frowned.
They just don't want to.
It just won't work.
Moreover, Song Kexin's matter is still unresolved.
She is Song Zhihe's cousin. Why change the plan? Why cause trouble for her?
Song Zhihe is the current president.
She was my ex.
It's been three years already; she's long gone from that person's life.
Why bother?
"slowly!"
Jin Qiqi's voice pulled her back to reality.
Lu Xiran snapped out of her daze and met Jin Qiqi's eyes, which seemed to say, "Are you out of your mind?"
"I..." she paused, "I don't remember what the divorce agreement said."
Jin Qiqi was stunned.
"Young Miss!" Her voice cracked, "That outfit alone is priceless!"
Lu Xiran smiled helplessly.
"I know. It's just... I wasn't in the mood to think about it back then."
Jin Qiqi covered her face, looking heartbroken at having missed out on hundreds of millions.
"My dream love chain..." she wailed, then suddenly grabbed Lu Xiran's hand. "Go and look at the divorce papers right now!"
Lu Xiran looked at her.
"...I tore it up."
Jin Qiqi fell silent.
She looked at Lu Xiran with the kind of gaze one would give an alien.
Then she took a deep breath, then another, and finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst out:
"Young Miss—do you really have to be so emotional?!"
"Kiki—"
A friendly call came from behind.
Jin Qiqi and Lu Xiran turned around at the sound.
Two people were standing outside the shop.
Song Zhihe wore a beige long dress, her makeup was exquisite, and a polite smile played on her lips. Standing next to her was Song Kexin, who was carrying several shopping bags and looking at them with a half-smile.
It's really a narrow road for enemies!