"My cousin was fired because of this affair, and this money is our compensation to him; if not for us, how could he have lost such a lucrative job?" He Rendong irritably rubbed his head as he declared self-righteously.
Xia Wenwen was so angry that she laughed, narrowing her eyes.
"All I know is I spent money and nothing got solved; my seventy thousand yuan has gone down the drain, right? Either give me back my seventy thousand yuan, or stop meddling in my affairs. I want to earn the internship at Huo An Group with my own capabilities and regain that position," she said.
"You are beyond help," Rendong said, then stormed off in anger. Wenwen sneered coldly and disdainfully turned back to her apartment, thinking these people believed she was after just an internship—what a joke. She was after that man.
Because of Xia Wenwen's sob story and deliberate guidance, the rumors online grew increasingly wild, and many who envied the wealthy fanned the flames, eager for a bigger spectacle.
