As Xia Wan’an spoke, she slowly sat up, languidly yawning before she moved her lips to repeat their words: "That’s really shaless. I never expected that Xia Wan’an would do such disgusting things behind people’s backs..."
With these words flowing one by one from her lips, the colleague standing next to Tang Jia’s visibly squird uncomfortably.
She marveled at Xia Wan’an’s prodigious mory, which had allowed her to recite the exact words she just uttered.
Xia Wan’an ignored the colleague’s embarrassnt, reached up to pull out her hair tie, combed through her ssy hair with her fingers, and secured it at the back of her head again.
She perford all of these actions elegantly and composedly, her voice even-toned: "Looking at it now, she’s just a mistress. Those videos and photos she posted in our group chat probably aren’t her own but belong to her sugar daddy’s legal wife..."
Those were words Tang Jia said before...
The colleague next to Tang Jia, realizing that Xia Wan’an had basically heard all their gossip, grew even more panicked.
Compared with the flustered colleague next to Tang Jia, Tang Jia seed slightly calr, but the act of swallowing her saliva revealed her awkwardness.
Xia Wan’an, having finished fixing her hair, slowly got up. She stepped in her dium-heeled shoes and walked towards Tang Jia and another person, her lodic voice as pleasant as a song: "So, the aning is that Xia Wan’an slept with a mber of our senior managent for a promotion..."
As she finished speaking, Xia Wan’an stood in front of Tang Jia and the other colleague.
Although Xia Wan’an’s height was not outstanding among other girls, even in her high heels, she was still shorter than Tang Jia who wore platform heels.
Yet when she stood before Tang Jia, she didn’t feel dwarfed in any way. Her features were striking, and her clothing plain. With barely any accessories, she aid her gaze at Tang Jia, her eyes glinting sharply as if she were draped in radiant, stunning attire: "May I ask the two of you, are you referring to as ’Xia Wan’an’ in your conversation?"
The colleague next to Tang Jia subconsciously stepped back under Xia Wan’an’s imposing aura, shaking her head and speaking: "No, not you...I’m sorry...Wan’an. We...were...just joking..."
Xia Wan’an quickly grabbed a pot of coffee from the table next to her and without hesitation splashed it towards Tang Jia and the other colleague: "I’m sorry, I was just joking with you. Was it...fu-nny?"
Tang Jia didn’t say a word, just taking tissues from her bag to wipe off the coffee on her body. But the look in her eyes when she looked at Xia Wan’an was filled with fury.
The colleague next to Tang Jia, wiping the coffee from her face, finally lost her temper, "Xia Wan’an, you’ve gone too far! How can you just attack people like this, you..."
Before the colleague could finish her sentence, Xia Wan’an slamd the coffee pot onto the table next to her, "Why can’t I just attack people? You can’t control your mouth, but you expect to control my actions?!"
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