Stealing Wen Tang away was equivalent to striking at Pei Heyan's heart, edging him closer to taking over the company.
Wen Tang put down her chopsticks and took a sip of soup.
She hadn't truly considered this issue before.
It was probably supposed to be the pattern at the moment.
Challenging, with no time to reminisce about the past or to think about the future.
Her mind was occupied with only one goal.
That was revenge, to ensure the Lu Family received the punishment they deserved, and to perfectly handle each project she was responsible for.
"You shouldn't be asking that," Wen Tang said, pulling out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then she looked at Pei Jiadong, waiting for him.
He didn't eat much and called the waiter to pay the bill.
The two of them left the restaurant side by side and got into the car.
Pei Jiadong buckled up and complained discontentedly, "I've never seen anyone as picky as you."
Jobs were hard to find, especially in Qing City.
