Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle

Shen Lu was too slow to dodge, and coffee splashed all over her face.

She looked especially disheveled.

Zhou Jiaqi snorted and tore up the check in front of her into tiny pieces, "Ungrateful wretch! Stop pretending to be so high and mighty!"

Shen Lu chuckled lightly, took out a tissue from her bag, and wiped the stains off her face, "Miss Zhou, do you realize how ugly you look right now? If you have the guts, go and make things clear with President Mu. But I guess you don’t have the courage, otherwise why would you be going back and forth with me like this. First, you’re afraid it will backfire, President Mu doesn’t care about these things at all, it’s just three million. Furthermore, you’re afraid he’ll grow even more disgusted with you."

Zhou Jiaqi, her thoughts exposed, became very angry and raised her right hand to slap Shen Lu’s face.

But the slap never landed; Shen Lu grabbed her wrist tightly, "Miss Zhou, has anyone ever told you how ugly you look when you’re jealous? Stop using this to threaten me. I have nothing to lose and I’m not afraid of anyone. If you push me too far, Miss Zhou, I won’t hesitate to burn bridges, and President Mu will definitely not like a woman with such strong jealousy."

She flung Zhou Jiaqi’s hand away fiercely, "By the way, I don’t harbour any hopes of becoming Mrs. Mu. I have self-awareness, unlike some people."

Shen Lu didn’t look back as she left, and Zhou Jiaqi’s hatred towards her deepened.

"Damn bitch!"

Shen Lu got into her car, and started tidying up her disheveled appearance in the mirror.