You Are a Lowlife, a Thieving Lowlife

In conclusion, Ruobing was not at all threatened by Xinghe's appearance so much so that she didn't deign to keep up her façade anymore.

The moment she saw Xinghe, a smug smile appeared on her face. "Xia Xinghe, I'm impressed that you still have the guts to show your face around here. Don't you know that success is already mine?"

"Success… You? Don't make me laugh," Xinghe scoffed.

Ruobing didn't act courteous, so there was no reason for Xinghe to be polite towards her!

Ruobing huffed angrily. "How dare you disrespect me because I'm going to rule over this lab with MY design! My product is almost complete, so that means you have already lost!"

Xinghe raised her brow with condescension. "I'm sorry but my respect is reserved for fellow human beings only, not a lowlife like you - a thieving lowlife at that."

"You—" Ruobing's face was red with anger.