Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Su Meimei was immediately rendered speechless by Fan Jie’s words.

Clenching her fists, she stared at Fan Jie as her whole body trembled in fury.

What was going on?

The managing editor and colleagues all looked at her doubtfully.

Hadn’t Fan Jie agreed to the interview because of Su Meimei? How was it that he didn’t even know her?

Before she could get a clear picture of the situation, she saw Fan Jie rush towards Qiao Lian. “You resigned? Which news agency are you planning to go next? I’ll follow you wherever you go!”

His behaviour… clearly showed that he had come because of Qiao Lian!

Su Meimei staggered. As she took a step back, her waist violently hit the corner of the office table, causing her extreme pain.

Su Meimei’s face was extremely pale now—a stark contrast from that insufferably arrogant expression she had had just now.

A cold smirk spread across Qiao Lian’s face.

She turned and glanced at the managing editor.

The managing editor came to his senses immediately and stepped forward without hesitation. “What resignation? That’s complete nonsense! You have been performing so well, how can you resign? Qiao Lian, you are a respectable senior figure in our news agency, you must not leave!”

He had already reported to the headquarters about Fan Jie’s interview.

If Fan Jie was to leave now, Liu Zhixing would not be able to explain this to the headquarters.

Seeing how different he was before and after, Qiao Lian felt that the more she looked at him, the more ridiculous he was. “Managing Editor, that’s not what you said earlier!”

The managing editor smiled at her fawnly, and then looked at Fan Jie. “Mr Fan, as you can see, there is some misunderstanding here. Please give us five minutes. Could you wait in the conference room for a moment?”

Fan Jie stood there and stared at Qiao Lian. Only after she nodded, did he say while sulking, “Okay then.”

Afterwards, he headed first to the conference room followed by his manager and bodyguards.

After the conference room’s door was shut, Liu Zhixing rushed to Qiao Lian. “Look, Qiao Lian, this is all a misunderstanding! So it was you who settled Fan Jie’s exclusive interview! Look at you, why didn’t you say so?”

Qiao Lian scoffed, “Will saying it make any difference? Managing Editor, I just got sacked by the news agency!”

The managing editor shook his head frantically. “No, no!”

Qiao Lian cocked her head. “You were right. I have made the huge mistake of making Mo Ru wait for me for an hour!”

How much was Mo Ru even worth? She was just a small B-rate celebrity at best. She was not even Fan Jie’s match.

Liu Zhixing snapped immediately. “Su Meimei, you have really gone overboard! I have known for a long time ago that you are jealous of the fact that Qiao Lian is more capable than you. But, you shouldn’t have played such a dirty move. You had clearly arranged an interview with Mo Ru at 10 a.m., how could have you told Qiao Lian that it was at 11 a.m.?”

Su Meimei was scolded senseless, as she widened her eyes and stared at Liu Zhixing.

They had slept in the same bed yesterday night. Never in her dreams would she have thought that Liu Zhixing would just snap at her today. Furthermore, it seemed like he was planning to push all the blame to her?

Hadn’t it been him who had taught her how to play dirty?

As she watched Su Meimei’s eyes fill with tears, Qiao Lian did not feel a tinge of sympathy for her.

She hadn’t felt any sense of sympathy for her when she had so arrogantly ordered her to kneel down and beg just now, had she?

She looked down. “Managing Editor, so how are you planning to punish her?”

Liu Zhixing asked immediately, “What do you intend to do?”