"Mr. Li is truly miserable."
"Didn't you hear her just now say that Wen Yan and Mr. An have a very good relationship? Nofia, being Mr. An's childhood sweetheart, must be jealous."
"Is jealousy a reason to frame someone like this? It feels so beneath her, and she's a renowned designer."
Nofia glared at Wen Yan, her eyes burning with rage.
Far from feeling she had done wrong, she harbored even more resentment towards Wen Yan. It was Wen Yan who caused her to be criticized by everyone and lose face.
Mr. An looked at Nofia, his disappointment growing.
When had Nofia become like this?
"Apologize!" Mr. An said coldly, his tone unusually serious.
At that moment, both Mr. An and Mr. Ye were staring at Nofia.
Nofia, under immense pressure, had no choice but to apologize, "I'm sorry, Wen Yan."
"What did you say? Too quiet, I can't hear you," Wen Yan said indifferently.
Nofia gritted her teeth and raised her voice, "I'm sorry, Wen Yan."
"Are Ms. Nuo's apologies always so insincere?"
"Then what else do you want me to do?" Nofia's proud heart couldn't take it anymore. Making her apologize was already a humiliation, and she didn't expect Wen Yan to push her luck.
Wen Yan looked at Nofia.
In the past, she might have let it go.
But after experiencing so much, she understood that the more lenient you are with others, the more they will treat you like a pushover.
Besides, everyone is living their first life, so why should she yield to you!
Wen Yan abruptly splashed her red wine onto Nofia's face.
"Ah!"
A scream erupted. Nofia's hair was soaked, and the wine dripped down her face, making her look particularly disheveled. She hated Wen Yan so much she wanted to devour her, "Wen Yan, are you crazy?"
"What? You can splash me, why can't I splash you?" Wen Yan retorted.
Nofia was rendered speechless.
But in her heart, she thought how noble she was! Wen Yan was just a lowly, impoverished designer, how could she be worthy!
Mr. An waved for someone to escort Nofia away. After all, they were old acquaintances, and seeing Nofia so humiliated was also an embarrassment to him.
He then turned to Wen Yan and said, "I'll have someone take you upstairs to change."
"Okay."
Wen Yan nodded and followed a waiter upstairs.
The hotel was luxurious and complex. After navigating a winding path, Wen Yan finally entered a lounge.
There were spare clothes available.
After the waiter brought her in, he left. Wen Yan chose a dress similar in style to her original one and changed. Once dressed, Wen Yan walked out of the room, looking at the long corridor and countless turns, unsure of where to go.
She felt embarrassed.
This hotel was truly enormous!
Wen Yan had to grope her way around. As she walked, she noticed a door ajar and pushed it open.
Some broken, seductive sounds immediately reached Wen Yan's ears.
Wen Yan's face immediately flushed. Just as she was about to leave, someone suddenly barged in and covered her mouth.
Wen Yan was about to struggle when she saw the man's face. Beneath a silver mask, his eyes were as cold and deep as the vast ocean.
It was Mr. Ye.
Why was she here?
Wen Yan's curious eyes darted around. Mr. Ye gestured for her to listen outside.
Voices could be heard from outside the door. Although faint, they could be discerned with careful listening:
"Did you get a good look at this woman's face? We couldn't find her in the lounge just now. Search thoroughly, she must still be here."
Wen Yan's heart leaped. Ms. Nuo?
Could it be Nofia?
And the only person who had offended Nofia was herself. She never imagined Nofia would be so deranged, unwilling to let her go even now. If she fell into her hands, she would surely be ruthless!
Footsteps grew closer.
Wen Yan quickly pulled Mr. Ye and ran into the bathroom, closing the door.
The door was left slightly ajar, so even if they entered, they wouldn't find them.
Wen Yan's heart, however, remained pounding.
She was afraid they would actually come in and check the bathroom.
Meanwhile, the sounds from the guest room intensified, the bed creaking in rhythm to the rhythm.
"Baby, you're amazing!" a male voice exclaimed.
"Honey, you're amazing too~" a woman's voice panted.
The sounds made one blush and their heart race.
Wen Yan had never experienced such a live broadcast. Even without looking, the sounds were enough to spark the imagination.
Especially…
She was with Mr. Ye at this moment.
She suddenly regretted it. Those people were after her, why did she drag Mr. Ye into this?
In the awkward atmosphere, she didn't even dare to look into Mr. Ye's eyes.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you in here," Wen Yan said softly.
The girl's flushed face was particularly alluring in this situation. Mr. Ye clearly felt a physical change, but his voice was as cold as ever, "I was trying to warn you, and you brought me to watch a live performance?"
Wen Yan's face turned so red it could bleed.
"This, this isn't exactly a live performance!"
"How is it not?"
"We didn't see anything…" Wen Yan mumbled.
"Are you saying you want to go out and take a look?" His deep voice sounded in her ear, his warm breath fanning her. Wen Yan was so shy she couldn't speak. "Of course not."
As the masculine presence drew near, that familiar feeling made her not push him away immediately.
Wen Yan came to her senses and quickly put some distance between herself and Mr. Ye.
The man raised an eyebrow.
"Afraid I'll eat you?"
"Of course not," Wen Yan feigned composure. "Mr. Ye is so high and mighty, he surely wouldn't be interested in a lowly employee like me."
Although her expression was calm, Mr. Ye noticed her fingers trembling.
"How do you know I've grown tired of delicacies and want to try something simpler?" he said in a low voice.
Wen Yan was inwardly shocked.
"I, I have a husband."
"Is your husband as rich as I am? I heard your husband is just a construction worker."
Wen Yan pursed her lips, her expression suddenly serious. "That's right, he is just a construction worker. But money isn't everything. In my eyes, he's the best. Even if he were penniless, I'd be willing to grow with him!"
The man fell silent.
Wen Yan thought her words had provoked him. After all, he was a CEO and had saved her. She didn't want things to get too ugly. "They should be gone by now. I'll go out and check."
"Together."
As they stepped out, the ambiguous moans became clearer. Wen Yan instinctively quickened her pace.
Indeed, no one was outside.
Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
However, she still felt a pang of fear from Nofia's maliciousness.
The man's cold voice sounded from behind her, "You say you only love your husband, yet you're seen with Mr. An. It's your own fault for being targeted by Nofia!"
Was he blaming her? Wen Yan felt a surge of anger. "You shouldn't speak without knowing the facts. I'm just Mr. An's translator, earning two thousand yuan a day."
Mr. Ye snorted.
Only two thousand?
A hint of longing flashed in Wen Yan's eyes. "We're still young. If we save up, we can buy a house and make a down payment."
"Mr. An is young and handsome, weren't you tempted at all?"
"His handsomeness has nothing to do with me. I only like his money," Wen Yan said bluntly.
This time, Mr. Ye was at a loss for words.
Returning to the banquet with Mr. Ye, Wen Yan did not hold back and told An Xileng everything Nofia had done. An Xileng's charming face instantly froze with a layer of frost, looking very displeased.
He didn't know when Nofia had become this kind of person.
"I understand. I'll keep an eye on Nofia and ensure she doesn't cause you any harm," An Xileng promised. "I apologize for frightening you today. You can go back first, and I'll transfer the money to you tonight."
Wen Yan agreed.
Shortly after she returned home, she received a transfer of five thousand yuan.
Shocked, she immediately asked An Xileng if he had made a mistake.
The reply explained: [I am very sorry for what happened today, and also for what happened on the cruise ship last time. If you need any help in the future, please let me know.]
So that was it.
Wen Yan didn't stand on ceremony and accepted it.
Nofia, who had been kicked out, returned home, furious.