After that, every day when I came to the office, I could always see Ye Mengyan in her gray-green janitor uniform, haunting the restroom.
The once proud face was void of any luster...
However, when she looked at me, I noticed a certain uneasiness in her gaze, and within those downcast eyes were traces of jealousy.
I knew, she hated me!
No matter, this was exactly the effect I wanted.
What goes around comes around, karma never fails, today's me, is the retribution for her countless misdeeds.
She had to tolerate her hatred!
If she couldn't come to terms with it, she might as well spend her life here scrubbing toilets.
After all, no one would pity her again.
"Miss Song, she seems really displeased with you!"
Jiang Yuyan whispered to me as I was taking the elevator.
"Let her be displeased. Whether she's happy or not doesn't matter, what's important is that I'm satisfied."
Indeed, compared to all that I had experienced, all the pain I had suffered, her suffering was nothing.
