When Rong Yan said she was going to the washroom, her main purpose was because she was too lazy to deal with Su Yu.
On her way to the washroom, Rong Yan made a call to book an air ticket to go to the southern S City, the Chu family's old nest. If Rong Yan wanted to take revenge, she would have to first understand the entire Chu family properly.
After she hung up, Rong Yan thought about whether she should just leave straight away or if she should deal with Su Yu until the end.
However, after she had pushed the female washroom door open, Rong Yan really wanted to whistle. The place seemed to have high incident occurrences, where the trouble came with no ends to it.
Rong Yan waved the exquisite small handbag she was holding, smiling as she said, "Hi, it's been a while, Miss Song."
She and Song Rouran were really fated to keep meeting in the washroom.
When Song Rouran heard the voice, she instantly turned around and saw Rong Yan walking in and holding onto the helms of her skirt. The charming, moving, dazzling, and pretty demeanor she had was a complete contrast from how upset she looked.
Song Rouran's hands tightened into fists. She hated Rong Yan—hated her the moment she saw Rong Yan beside Liancheng Yazhi.
Women's instincts were scarily accurate sometimes. As time passed, the more she felt that Liancheng Yazhi treated Rong Yan differently.
Even if Song Rouran saw Meng Daidai beside Liancheng Yazhi earlier on, she still felt that Meng Daidai was not much of a threat as compared to Rong Yan.
Song Rouran's eyes were a little red. It was clear she had just cried. She forced on a smile. "Hm, it's been a while."
Rong Yan walked beside her and was smiling all the while. She took out a small mirror from her handbag and started to touch up on her makeup.
Song Rouran didn't leave. As she stared at Rong Yan's vixen-like face in the mirror, the jealousy within her grew crazier and wilder. "Miss Rong is really lucky. After losing Liancheng, you managed to find Young Master Su. I wonder how many women are jealous of you."
Rong Yan shrugged her shoulders. Wasn't Song Rouran just saying that she was promiscuous, easy and dissolute, and changes men with fast speed.
That was nothing. Facts had proven that she did not have the genes to be a fine and outstanding young woman.
Tsk, tsk. The fiancée really found the wrong person to vent her anger at today. She wasn't with Liancheng Yazhi anymore. Why would she be angry with her?
Rong Yan held onto a lipstick as she carefully drew it across her lips. A woman had to know how to love herself and not hope for a man to love them. This was an experience she attained after sacrificing everything in her previous lifetime.
Rong Yan put down her lipstick and looked to the left and then to the right. She only spoke when she was satisfied. "Yes, I do think I'm quite lucky as well. However, I have to thank Mr. Liancheng for this. If he didn't introduce Mr. Su to me back then, how would I be able to find a sugar daddy that is comparable to Mr. Liancheng now? Don't you think so? Oh, right, when will Miss Song and Mr. Liancheng get married? When the time comes, I'll go and attend the wedding to thank Mr. Liancheng for taking care of me in the past few months."
Rong Yan's last sentence was basically slapping Song Rouran's face from both sides.
She knew that Liancheng Yazhi brought a new girl that night and knew that the Song family suffered from a financial crisis in the last few weeks. She knew that Liancheng Yazhi wasn't willing to help her, yet she still intentionally asked her when they would get married at such a time. This humiliated Song Rouran even more than stabbing her once.
The more shameless thing was she even dared to say that she wanted to thank her fiancé for taking care of her.
Rong Yan was probably the only one who could do something like thanking the fiancé for being her sugar daddy in front of his fiancée.
Song Rouran's expression instantly darkened in an ugly manner. She harshly retorted, "It's our concern when we'll get married. Miss Rong only needs to serve your Young Master Su properly. You shouldn't care about what you shouldn't be concerned with."
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Rong Yan put away her lipstick, placing it in her pocket. She swept a strand of stray hair behind her ear before she slowly turned around and stared at Song Rouran, whose expression was distorted. "Hm, you're right. I shouldn't care about it. However… Mr. Liancheng said today that he intends to take me, the ex, back to become his new love again. So, I was thinking if I should communicate with Miss Song a little, just in case a misunderstanding appears in the future. Don't you think so? After all, we might end up having to meet often in the future."
Song Rouran's eyes widened instantly. "I won't give you the chance to."
She knew very well that Liancheng Yazhi would never return to a woman whom he had kicked away before. If he made an exception for Rong Yan, this would only prove that Rong Yan was exceptional to him.
Rong Yan blew at her fingernails that were covered with bright red nail polish that looked as bright as blood. The cliché and cheap bright red color looked like beautiful, blooming, red plum flowers on her round and full fingernails—they looked surprisingly pretty. Her relaxed posture was simple and casual, but when she did it, there was an indescribable charm.
It felt like her hand was scratching against one's heart softly, making one's heart itch uncomfortably.
Rong Yan drawled, "You're not one who can decide on that. We have to see what Mr. Liancheng thinks."
After reliving her life again, she was no longer one who others could bully that easily.
Against a woman like Song Rouran, she was not afraid at all.
"B*tch." Song Rouran cursed as she suddenly took a step forward, wanting to hit Rong Yan. However, Rong Yan was faster than her as she waved the little handbag at Song Rouran's forehead. There was a loud smack because the bag was as hard as a stone, and her action was quick and filled with strength. She had perfect control of the time.
Song Rouran's forehead ached terribly from the hit, and she even saw stars before her very eyes for a few seconds. She shook a little with her hand cupped around her head. "Rong Yan, you dare to hit me?!"
Rong Yan rubbed her wrist that was hurting a little. "Hmpf. If I didn't hit you, should I have waited for you to hit me? I'm not a fool either."
Even if Rong Yan was still with Liancheng Yazhi then, she still wouldn't let Song Rouran bully her anyhow.
After reliving her life once more, she had sworn to take everything back from anyone who dared to bully her.
Seeing that Rong Yan wasn't submitting to her, Song Rouran knew that she wouldn't be able to take the upper hand this time. "I won't end it like this."
At that moment, Rong Yan didn't plan to be afraid of her at all as she lifted her chin and provoked. "Alright, feel free to take your revenge anytime. When that time comes, I won't use just a small handbag to hit you."
Song Rouran cupped her swollen forehead and angrily glared at Rong Yan before she turned around and stomped away.
After she left, Rong Yan finally let out an angry sigh that she had suppressed within her. It was really annoying to earn these two million dollars for tonight.
What were all of these stupid things?
The new love came to find trouble while the fiancée came to find trouble, too?
F*ck it. Do they all think she was easy to bully?
Rong Yan cursed at them for a while in her mind, ready to leave when the washroom door was opened once more.
When that person appeared, the brightness in the washroom fairly darkened while Rong Yan's hand trembled a little.
D*mn it. Couldn't they just let her off for a while? With how they appeared one after another, were they trying to exhaust her to death?
Rong Yan cursed in her mind. However, her slender waist curled as she wore a defensive, yet gentle and charming smile and lifted her chin. "Mr. Liancheng, the men's washroom is next door."
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