Chapter 1378 - 1375: Give That to Me
"Alright, you can go now," Han Feifei said impatiently, covering her nose with her hand and then waved her away.
"Mm." Tang Xue replied timidly, ready to leave, but had only walked two steps before a voice came from behind.
"Wait." Han Feifei called out.
Tang Xue hesitated, unsure of the reason for being held back, the other person had already approached her.
"Give this to me," Han Feifei said, her eyes locked onto Tang Xue’s eyes. There was a disdain hidden within her pride. It seemed that if not for this, she wouldn’t bother speaking another word to such a person, as if even conversing with her tarnished her own dignity.
"Ah! How could this be, this... this won’t work. This thing is corrosive, it’ll damage the skin," Tang Xue mumbled anxiously. With a mask obscuring her face, her expression was hard to discern. However, her eyes betrayed an enigmatic depth.
Ha! Great, I want it to damage the skin! Humph, let’s see who dares to offend me! Dare to steal my man, I’ll destroy her!
Han Feifei snorted disdainfully. The aura of condescending scrutiny in her eyes rendered escape impossible.
"What nonsense, it’s just a bottle of toilet cleaner!" Han Feifei snapped, pulling out a few bills from the designer bag on her shoulder and handing them to Tang Xue, mocking, "Take it. It’s enough for you to buy several bottles!"
"This..." Tang Xue hesitated, still uncertain.
Unexpectedly, the other stepped forward and snatched the bottle from her hand. Sneering coldly, she said, "What are you standing here for? Hurry up and leave!"
Tang Xue was stunned, glanced at the haughty woman before her, immediately bowed her head again, picked up the mop and cloth, and turned silently to leave.
Watching the cleaner leave, Han Feifei’s face lit up with satisfaction. She hadn’t even thought about it, that such a thing could happen by chance. Heaven sent this thing to her, isn’t that called "sending charcoal in snow"? It must be destiny!
Ah ha ha, ha ha ha...
For a moment couldn’t help but chucklee inwardly. Today, that slut will know her power!
Han Feifei glanced at the bottle of "Mineral Water" in her hand, some had been spilled out earlier, now there was only half a bottle left. However, it was more than enough for those two palm-sized areas. She coldly stuffed it into her designer bag.
Looking at the nearby company sign - Weimannasi Design Studio in the United States.
Yes, this is it.
Han Feifei straightened her shoulders, adjusted the leopard print bodycon dress, and walked elegantly on three-inch heels through the glass door under the "Weimannas" sign.
...
The large office hall was empty, with only some cold desks and computers left. Han Feifei found it odd. However, after quickly circling around, she discovered an interior transparent glass window, with blinds half drawn so that activities inside could be seen from outside. At the moment, a person’s silhouette was visible inside.
It was her, indeed!
At this moment, Zi Ruoxi was focused on processing Zhang Hua’s design drafts on the computer, fully immersed in her work, oblivious to the looming "dangerous figure".
"Click!" The sound of a lock turning.
The sound at the door disrupted Zi Ruoxi’s work, and she instinctively turned to look.
The door opened, and a young woman dressed decoratively and brightly walked in, adorned in a multitude of dazzling, expensive accessories, their glimmer almost blinding. Yet despite the brilliance of the accessories, it didn’t outshine her overly lavishly made-up face.
Her composed features under heavy makeup were excessively exquisite, appearing flamboyant to the point of being vulgar. Particularly those heavily darkened eyes, seemed to embody what is known as a "ghostly" makeup, ha ha, this is the unusual effect of excessive "smoky eye" makeup! Her glamorous appearance masked her naturally outstanding looks, yet one could vaguely perceive her visage under the facade, somehow, her face resembles someone... resembles who? Uh... the answer was somewhat terrifying, as if it resembled herself, unbelievable! Unbelievable!
Zi Ruoxi, it is undeniably her...
That night only observing from afar, now seeing her up close truly was astonishing.
Her stunning beauty, seeming almost celestial, exquisite and ethereal, perfectly chiseled features need no embellishment to stand out brilliantly, the classical grace between her full forehead unstoppable, her captivating appearance combined with exotic allure head and shoulders above all. She truly embodies beauty as if drawn like a deity, tenderly captivating. She exudes a faint ethereal scent that fills the air and renders one breathless, her whole presence commanding a breathtaking magnificence... No wonder Qiao Junlie was so entranced. Even as a woman, she found herself attracted to her, let alone men.
In the midst, there appeared to be something linking them together. Why, is it merely their facial resemblance in certain areas? The mysterious woman had mentioned before, now it does seem somewhat so...
Albeit one with long brown curls and the other with messy burgundy short hair, each with their own charm, different vibes, both boasting elements of coy and pride. It seems like Zi Ruoxi has the upper hand, that is the clear fact. Qiao Junlie had long been so captivated by her, utterly besotted.
The two women studied each other, given their attire and appearance, it can only be described as unexpected. After a long silence, the air was excessively still.
"Hello! May I ask who you’re looking for?" Zi Ruoxi stood up and inquired politely, assuming she must be a client given the arrival at the studio.
Startled, the other just realized her lapse, and soon. She arrogantly lifted her head.
"I’m here to see you," Han Feifei said sweetly.
Zi Ruoxi felt uneasy, glancing around the face lingeringly. Strange!
"Excuse me, do we know each other?" Zi Ruoxi asked courteously. She couldn’t clearly recall where she had seen this woman, was it Paris... or somewhere... or perhaps was she a model?
This was understandable for Zi Ruoxi not to recognize Han Feifei, even though she was in the fashion circle, but she only followed prestigious brands and design masters in the fashion industry; other matters... including renowned models, she too was somewhat aware of just a few, not fully acquainted. As a fashion designer, she only focused on designs and trending elements that influenced her creations, while not particularly attentive to unrelated aspects. So... referring to some entertainment stars, or unfamiliar faces like Han Feifei certainly wouldn’t match, this wasn’t peculiar at all.