"Don't be so smug! Maybe the person who sent you the flowers is ugly! He's probably married too!"
All of a sudden, Song Yue approached Xia Weiyang and looked at her disdainfully. "Xia Weiyang, are you destroying a marriage by being a mistress? Let me tell you, don't pollute our entire design department with your dirtiness. If the real wife comes here because of you, we'll be in trouble!"
Song Yue strongly believed that Xia Weiyang was a mistress.
She stared at Xia Weiyang intently.
Xia Weiyang was so angry that she started laughing. However, her laugh sounded sinister. "Why do you know so much about being a mistress, Song Yue? It seems you have a lot of experience in being one."
"Xia Weiyang..." Song Yue muttered through gritted teeth.
"It seems I was right. Look, everyone! Song Yue is getting angry because I told the truth."
"You..." Song Yue said.
"I didn't mean to expose you. I was just telling the truth because you forced me to. I'm sorry if the truth hurts. I won't do it again in the future." Xia Weiyang interrupted Song Yue. Although she was apologizing to Song Yue, Xia Weiyang's tone was full of ridicule.
"Song Yue, who made you angry?" An unfamiliar male voice was suddenly heard inside the office.
Then, a man wearing a gray suit walked in.
He looked about 30 to 40 years old. He was chubby and had a big belly. He had a round and ugly face that looked like a flat pancake hit by a pig.
As soon as he entered, all the employees in the design department looked at him. Since they knew who he was, they immediately looked at Xia Weiyang.
The man who entered the office was Song Yue's boyfriend.
His name was Wang Jian, and he was the company's vice president.
"Dear, what are you doing here?" Song Yue said to Wang Jian.
She then walked quickly to Wang Jian's side. Song Yue hugged his arm and leaned on him intimately. She was acting coquettishly all over him.
The two of them acted like no one was watching them.
Wang Jian then hugged Song Yue in front of everyone and gave her a big kiss.
Xia Weiyang felt nauseous as she watched the two lovers.
How could Song Yue enjoy kissing a man like Wang Jian?
Perhaps she was truly in love with him.
True love was indeed the greatest!
"You're disgusting!" After their wet kiss ended, Song Yue jokingly hit Wang Jian on his chest.
The scene was truly disgusting for everyone in the office.
Xia Weiyang felt like she could throw up the meals she had in the last week because of what she witnessed.
"Good girl." Wang Jian's big fat hand held Song Yue's small hand and kissed it. "Who provoked my little girl? I think that person doesn't want to live anymore!"
"Who else could it be? It's the new director, of course," Song Yue said as she lovingly drew small circles on Wang Jian's chest using her finger.
"How many times have you said that you'll give me that position? Why did the company recruit another director? Are you lying to me? Tell me, tell me..." she said as she fiercely pointed at Xia Weiyang.
"Song Yue, Song Yue, listen to me," Wang Jian explained after grabbing Song Yue's finger. "Although I'm the vice president, I can't make all the decisions for the company. Don't worry. Soon, I'll be able to give you what you want."
"You won't lie to me again this time, right?" Song Yue pouted.
"You have nothing to worry about. Just obediently wait for my good news." Suddenly, Wang Jian pressed his lips against Song Yue's ear. "Our company is about to be acquired. I want to take advantage of this opportunity to become the company's president," he whispered.