Tomato-colored liquid instantly splattered all over the ground. Every drop of it was exceptionally glaring on the white floor tiles.
Jiang Manxue was still angry. She gritted her teeth and said words that pierced Song Wei's heart. "Yes, Lu Chengchen is your husband, but so what? Who doesn't know that you, Song Wei, are just a nominal wife? The person he dotes on is me, the person he loves is also me, the person he shows off to others is also me! You're nothing to him!"
Song Wei stared at the lip gloss on the ground in a daze.
Taking a deep breath, she raised her head and viciously slapped Jiang Manxue's face.
"Ah!" Jiang Manxue was stunned.
Her hair was messy and a strand of hair hung on the tip of her nose. She stared at Song Wei in shock.
Song Wei gritted her teeth and smiled as she looked at the shocked and embarrassed woman in front of her.
"Yes, I'm a nominal wife, but you're even more pathetic." Song Wei enunciated every word clearly, squeezing out every word from between her teeth. "You're not even worthy of a nominal name. He dotes on you and loves you, right? But the real Mrs. Lu is still me, Song Wei. You're just a mistress who lives in the dark and can't live to see the day. As long as I don't give up this position, you will never be able to openly stand next to him, you will always be beneath me!"
Jiang Manxue covered her face in disbelief. Her eyes were filled with shock and her face was burning with pain.
This was the first time she had gotten into an argument with Song Wei. To be exact, this was the first time Song Wei had launched a powerful counterattack against her provocation.
Song Wei lightly rolled her eyes at her. She walked to the lip gloss tube and kicked it.
It was already empty.
"A 100,000 dollars. Just transfer it to my card," she said coldly and walked out of the door.
Jiang Manxue's exasperated voice immediately came from behind. "A bottle of lip gloss costs 100,000 yuan? Why don't you go rob a bank!"
Song Wei stopped in her tracks.
These words were so familiar. Indeed, birds of a feather flock together.
Glancing at Jiang Manxue, she only felt ironic and left the banquet without looking back.
After walking out of the hotel, Song Wei was thinking about how to look for Gao Ci when a black car stopped in front of her.
It was Gao Ci.
"Mrs. Lu." Gao Ci sat in the front passenger seat and greeted her formally.
No matter what Lu Chengchen's attitude towards Song Wei was, Song Wei was still Lu Chengchen's lawfully wedded wife. As a qualified subordinate, he had to say whatever he was supposed to.
Song Wei accepted the title, opened the back door, and got in.
On the way to the bank, Gao Ci secretly sized up Song Wei through the rearview mirror. When he saw that she was staring out of the window in a daze and her expression was not too good, he understood what had happened. He cleared his throat and advised, "Madam, it's better if you don't come and look for CEO Lu on your own in the future. It's not a rational thing for you and CEO Lu."
Just now, he had received a call from their CEO Lu. Although he was the one that asked him to bring Song Wei to go collect the money, he sounded like he wanted to kill someone.
Then, he looked at Song Wei, she looked like she had lost her soul. One look and he knew that she did not have it easy with his boss.
Song Wei regained her senses at the sound of that.
Seeing the worried look on Gao Ci's face, she could not help but laugh. "Secretary Gao is really dutiful. You even need to manage the matters on your boss's bed."
"Thank you for your compliment. A qualified secretary should always help with their boss's worries." Gao Ci was laconic.
Song Wei was speechless.
She had seen people that were bold, but they were never as bold as him.
Gao Ci had been by Lu Chengchen's side for many years and had already gained a lot of experience. Knowing that Song Wei was in a bad mood, he shut his mouth. It was better to play touch, and it was useless to say anything more. If not he would be the nosy one.
Furthermore, some things were not as simple as they seemed.