Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today-Chapter 35 - Overbearing Goddess_1
Chapter 35: Chapter 35 Overbearing Goddess_1
Chapter 35 -35 Overbearing Goddess_1
Su Wanxia saw it was her and instantly furrowed her brows in annoyance before turning around to walk back.
“Su Wanxia!” Ding Nianzi saw her ignoring her and turning to leave, and she immediately yelled out from behind.
She helplessly closed her eyes, then opened them again, turning to look at Ding Nianzi, who had a face full of anger.
“What?”
“Yingchen is mine, don’t even think about ruining our relationship,” Ding Nianzi said arrogantly.
Su Wanxia found it utterly laughable, their relationship?
“What relationship do you have?” she asked Ding Nianzi mockingly.
“We are…” Ding Nianzi paused, then continued, “I’ve been Yingchen’s childhood friend, I will become his wife sooner or later.”
Su Wanxia looked at her with disdain and scoffed coldly, “Is that so? And what of it? Has he ever said he would marry you?”
Ding Nianzi instantly turned red with anger, her face heat and neck thickening—Yingchen hadn’t said anything, this was all her wishful thinking, but what of that? At least Yingchen’s mother liked her, but Su Wanxia would never be able to marry Yingchen!
With this thought, Ding Nianzi started laughing arrogantly again, “Su Wanxia, Yingchen is just interested in you for the moment, do you think he doesn’t care at all about how you hurt him back then?”
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Su Wanxia’s face turned white at once—that incident was her sore spot, and now Ding Nianzi was bringing it up, but she felt powerless to argue.
Ding Nianzi saw Su Wanxia turn pale, leaned in and whispered, “Besides, why deceive yourself? You’re simply not worthy of becoming his wife.”
Su Wanxia’s pupils dilated in shock, her inner fury ignited instantly, burning through her heart and gut, and a chill filled her clear eyes.
This matter, Ding Nianzi actually knew it.
Ding Nianzi failed to notice Su Wanxia’s unusual reaction, thinking Su Wanxia had been defeated by her words, she continued gleefully, “Otherwise, it wouldn’t be just a simple matter of going abroad!”
“Slap!”
“Ah!” Ding Nianzi had barely finished speaking when she was fiercely slapped across the face, feeling a burning pain.
“Ah!!” She hadn’t recovered yet, and her throat was seized; she stared in terror, her hands desperately pulling at the one choking her.
Su Wanxia’s eyes were stormy, her whole body exuding an incredibly terrifying, icy aura. One thing she hated most in life was being threatened!!!
If Mu Yingchen was an indelible scar on her, then that incident was her achilles heel.
She detested having her fate controlled by others, she loathed all threats to her person or matters!
“Ding Nianzi!”
“I warn you! Do not challenge my bottom line!” Her voice was as cold as an infernal Asura.
“Cough cough—cough—” Ding Nianzi was truly scared by Su Wanxia, she desperately grabbed at her hands, trying to lessen the suffocating fear.
Su Wanxia brutally tossed her onto the sofa, turned arrogantly and walked inside with a frost-covered face.
“Cough, cough,” Ding Nianzi sprawled miserably on the sofa, clutching her throat, coughing while gasping for air, a wave of fright washing over her, her legs turning to jelly.
The only thought in her mind: Su Wanxia had gone mad!
Because the two of them were in the reception area at the front desk, which had an open door, although their conversation couldn’t be heard, the sudden incident had been witnessed by the several assistants in front, who were stunned in place. By the time they came to their senses, Su Wanxia had already entered the office with an icy frostiness.
This Miss Ding, known by the long-time employees at the company for her connections with the Mu Family, never took them seriously, always walking with her nose in the air.
Today, they were fortunate to witness this woman being taught a lesson, which was simply delightful and thrilling.
In an instant, Su Wanxia was worshiped as their goddess—I guess, Secretary Aisha was right after all, Miss Su is no ordinary person.
Su Wanxia returned to her office, immediately locked the door behind her, and slumped into her swivel chair, wearily closing her bloodshot eyes.
Her chest hurt terribly, and she raised her right hand, gently placing it there, as if only that could lessen the pain stemming from the bottom of her heart.
Meanwhile, Secretary Aisha hung up the phone, muttered in a daze, “So cool!” and then went to the president’s office door, knocked, and cautiously entered when Mu Yingchen allowed her in.
She recounted to Mu Yingchen what the secretary assistant had told her on the phone. As she spoke, Mu Yingchen’s expression grew darker, and her heart began to flutter with uncertainty about whether informing the president was right or wrong. But she felt the matter wasn’t trivial and involved Miss Su and that arrogant Miss Ding, so she deemed it necessary to report to him.
Mu Yingchen said heavily, “Get back to work,” followed by, “Don’t gossip about this matter.”
“Yes,” Aisha answered cautiously and retreated.
He sighed deeply, his eyes flashing with a glint of thought—perhaps it was time he did something.
After that day, Ding Nianzi never appeared in front of Su Wanxia again. As for whether Mu Yingchen knew about it or not, she didn’t know and didn’t want to bring it up anymore.
Their interactions had been minimal since the time Su Wanxia ran into Ding Nianzi in Mu Yingchen’s office and subsequently drove home without saying a word. The relationship,which had begun to improve at the hospital, had become strained once again. One on the 68th floor, one on the 67th, in the same building just floors apart—perhaps it was Su Wanxia’s intention to avoid him, but they hadn’t encountered each other even once in half a month.
She felt it was good that they didn’t see each other; without seeing him, she wouldn’t think too much, wouldn’t have so many worries, and most importantly, her heart wouldn’t spiral out of control.
She could lock herself in her office and work peacefully, earnestly, and attentively. Though busy, she felt fulfilled.
But the atmosphere at the top of the company was not as serene as hers.
Everyone was on tenterhooks, fearing the president’s temper—though Mu Yingchen was a person who restrained himself well, typically not taking his bad moods out on his employees.
But his face, as cold as millennia-old ice, kept the secretaries and executives on edge, driving them to be even more diligent and careful in their work, lest they make the slightest mistake and displease their president.
Ji Hua, Mu Feng, and Mu Chuyang, who had rarely been in the office all at once, squeezed into Mu Feng’s office and began whispering among themselves.
“What do you think, how come the relationship between big brother and Wanxia, which was fine some time ago, has become tense again?” Mu Chuyang was clearly puzzled, his big brother was so fond of Su Wanxia, but now they seemed to have mutually agreed to avoid each other.
“Sigh, I just returned from a business trip half a month ago, and I heard from Aisha that Ding Nianzi came over and barged into our big brother’s office. At that time, Wanxia was inside,” Ji Hua said with a look of disdain, he loathed that fake woman Ding Nianzi.
“Heh, we all have seen for ourselves what kind of person Wanxia is,” Mu Feng always spoke pointedly and reliably.
“But I don’t know, come on, tell me,” Mu Chuyang felt he must have missed many interesting stories during the years he was abroad.
