Shen Jiali choked severely.
She narrowed her eyes, staring at her, "Qiao Zhaoyue, don't be arrogant."
"Where has Vice President Shen gone? Am I not being modest?"
Qiao Zhaoyue shrugged.
Shen Jiali was seething with rage, yet helpless, and could only forcefully suppress her anger.
"Fine, you're tough!" she cursed softly, "But don't forget, Lin Sinian and I are going to get engaged sooner or later. You'd better keep your distance from him, or you'll be the one who ends up losing in the end!"
Qiao Zhaoyue tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Then I will just wish you happiness, to grow old together in wedded bliss."
Shen Jiali cursed, "Our matters as husband and wife are none of your business."
Qiao Zhaoyue couldn't be bothered to respond.
"Humph!" After giving her a glare, Shen Jiali turned around and stormed off.
Qiao Zhaoyue curled her lip.
"Psh, what rubbish," she scornfully spat out the words and then turned back to her work.
