"What are you so proud of? Young Master Jun is just playing with you. You are just like the women who come to his doorstep. He treats you like a plaything. When he gets tired of it, he kicks it away without even remembering it." Lin Linbao was furious.
, he said these words almost in a roar, but his voice was too loud and he lacked confidence, making him feel guilty no matter what he heard.
"That's it, you don't have to worry." Xia Qing pointed to the door coldly, "If there's nothing else, you can go out." Showing off one's power or verbal insults had no effect on her.
If Xia Qing was the kind of woman who could be defeated with just a few words, her reputation as a gold medal manager in the entertainment industry would be a joke.
"Xia Qing, don't be too proud. If you are a mistress, there will be retribution. There will be retribution." Lin Linbao's eyes were red, and her haggard and thin face made her look like she was ten years older.
The strong woman's demeanor that she used to be able to control the situation calmly could no longer be seen. Over the past few months, in order to save her marriage with Jun Qi, Lin Linbao had been exhausted mentally and physically. She had ignored the company's affairs and devoted herself to Jun Qi.
He would appear in various places, creating all kinds of chance encounters, but the whereabouts of the Jun family have always been mysterious. How could ordinary people find out so easily? Lin Linbao paid for the servants of the Jun family, but none of the servants of the Jun family paid attention to him, regardless of her.
Despite all the threats and inducements, he just refused to agree, so he had no choice but to hire a private detective to follow Jun Fei. But in less than two hours, three waves of detectives who were quite famous in the industry got into trouble one after another, and they were tricked and left on the roadside.
In the drainage ditch, from then on, no one dared to pick up the case about the Jun family in the imperial capital. Lin Linbao's plan failed, and she was reluctant to give up Jun Qi, so she simply used the stupidest method and went to the door of Jun's house to guard every day.
, within a few days, this high-spirited Miss Lin became the resentful woman in front of her, completely different from before.
Xia Qing saw her picking up the desk lamp again, and shook her head speechlessly, "Okay, let's talk, you put the things down first." Throwing things around is a bad behavior, and even three- and five-year-old children don't bother to do it.
Lin Linbao is really good at it. She looks mature and rational, but at heart she is arrogant and willful and cannot bear failure.
Lin Linbao ignored it and was tugging at the wire. It seemed that she had a strong desire to hit Xia Qing on the head with something.
"You don't want Jun Qi anymore?" Xia Qing used her trump card.
Lin Linbao stared at her, unable to conceal the surprise in her eyes, "Are you willing to give him to me?"
"Let? Do you think there is room for 'giving' in this matter?" Xia Qing sighed, suddenly not knowing how to talk to a woman who seemed not to be in a normal mental state, "Ms. Lin, you need to understand something
Regarding this matter, who Jun Qi wants to marry is his decision. I have no right to interfere, and you can't influence it. Even if you send someone to kidnap me and imprison me here, this situation will still not change. Do you understand?
?I'm not him, I can't decide anything for him, and you're not him either, you can't force him to love you."
"No, no, no, it's not like that. Mr. Jun likes me. He sent people to my house to propose marriage and sent many betrothal gifts, each of which was precious. He gave me the greatest opportunity to shine as a woman, letting everyone know
He wants to marry me, isn't this enough?" Stubbornly holding on to the glory in those memories, Lin Linbao showed a trace of pride in her eyes, raised her chin arrogantly, and looked at Xia Qing with a sinister look.