Tsk, tsk. This Mrs. Zhou really is a two-faced woman.
But why did she suddenly turn so hostile?
Mrs. Zhou’s expression was indifferent. “I thought we had already reached an agreement. There’s no need for us to meet often anymore.”
“Oh…”
“So, what brings you to our MD Group today?”
Qiqi didn’t hide anything and answered directly, “I’m here to see Zhou Yi.”
She had clearly given Zhou Yi’s name at the front desk, yet Mrs. Zhou had called her up—there was no way she didn’t know the reason. She was definitely asking knowingly.
“Zhou Yi? What do you want with him? Are you two close?”
“Not really. We’ve only met once.”
“Oh? Is that so? Then why did you reject my proposal yesterday?” There was a hint of contempt in Mrs. Zhou’s eyes.
Qiqi was stunned—why was she bringing this up again? I’ve already broken up with Qin Chen, haven’t I? And even if we hadn’t, there’s no way I would have agreed to her request.
Anger surged in her eyes, but Mrs. Zhou ignored her and continued, “So, you didn’t want to go abroad with Qin Chen yesterday because you had another agenda—you’ve set your sights on our Zhou Yi, haven’t you?”
Huh? What is all this nonsense?
Qiqi felt frustrated—why were these rich people always so arrogant? Sure, Zhou Yi was handsome and wealthy, the dream prince of countless Cinderellas. But even if he were a pile of fertile manure, perfect for plant growth, that didn’t mean this flower was willing to be planted in it, right?
So, she replied with neither humility nor arrogance, “No, Mrs. Zhou. I’m here to discuss something else with Mr. Zhou.”
Mrs. Zhou asked, “What could you possibly have to discuss?”
Qiqi’s tone turned cold. “I’m afraid I can’t say.”
Mrs. Zhou suddenly let out a cold laugh. “Gu Qiqi, I thought you were a smart girl. Smart people know when to advance and retreat, not to push their luck. I gave you a chance yesterday, and you made your choice. Why are you going back on it today?”
Qiqi: “Have I gone back on it?”
Mrs. Zhou: “You haven’t? Then why are you here today? Do you think the conditions I offered yesterday weren’t enough? Do you want more benefits? If taking care of Qin Chen’s mother isn’t enough to satisfy you, then how about I give you another million? Is a million enough to shut you up? I hope you’ll stop harassing our Zhou Yi and leave my Zhibi alone.”
With that, she threw a bank card, which hit Qiqi right in the face.
Qiqi was furious and shouted, “Mrs. Zhou, do you think I’m trying to seduce Zhou Yi?”
Mrs. Zhou’s expression was haughty. “Zhibi told me everything last night. Gu Qiqi, I didn’t realize you had such an appetite. I really underestimated you. But don’t delude yourself. I am the mistress of the Zhou family, and as long as I’m here, you’ll never set foot through our door.”
Oh, so it was that little brat Zhou Zhibi stirring up trouble again. No wonder Mrs. Zhou had suddenly changed her attitude. But Qiqi had never liked Mrs. Zhou much anyway. Now, provoked, she picked up the bank card and hurled it back at the woman’s face. “Damn it! Keep your dirty money for your grave. I don’t want it!”
She stormed out, slamming the door, only to come face-to-face with Zhou Yi outside.
He was standing right outside the office, his face dark, his fox-like eyes narrowed into slits. It looked like he had been eavesdropping for quite a while.