My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 168 - 168: 168: Rong Yan, I will always trample you under my feet

She had just reached the door when Rong Weiwei chased after her from behind.

Rong Yan? Wasn’t she always fond of calling her ‘sister’ to feign innocence?

Rong Yan stopped in her tracks, her arms crossed over her chest, and looked back at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, as if mocking her for not being able to keep up the act any longer.

“I have something to say to you, ” Rong Weiwei’s beautiful face couldn’t hide the disgust.

Rong Yan, “If you have something to say, say it quickly; if you have to fart, let it out quickly.”

Rong Weiwei’s jaw clenched tightly, her gaze at Rong Yan filled with even more poisonous resentment!

She had clearly been knocked into the dust by her own foot, but with a little cunning, she acted as if she had gained the upper hand again!

“If I were you, I wouldn’t have fallen out with Mufeng. You think you’re creating such a fuss, Mufeng’s mom will let you off? Ha! Rong Yan, let me tell you, you think you’ve won this time, but you’ve actually lost! Having offended HuanYu, it won’t be so easy for you to get ahead in the future! I heard HuanYu has already put the word out not to let the show use you. Once you lose the exposure, the little heat you’ve gained from clinging onto Zhong Yuye will soon be exhausted. By then, do you think the audience will even know who you are?”

Rong Weiwei sneered, her lips curled up without the guise, her true self not gentle and generous like the image she portrayed outside; the slightly raised chin and the condescending look in her eyes revealed her ambition and arrogance, “As tor me…”

“Don’t think just because you exposed a video that I’ll break up with Mufeng.

The current bad reviews are only temporary; I just need to endure this period. Once my new movie is released and the viewers have gradually forgotten the past, I’ll have people release a few more positive PR waves. No one will remember what happened today, and I will still be the future Mrs. of HuanYu, while you! ”

Rong Weiwei let out a cold laugh; her eyes sharp as a knife’s edge, she said word by word, “will gradually disappear from the entertainment industry because you offended someone you shouldn’t have. You’ll always stand outside the spotlight, looking up to me!”

Looking up to her? At her surgically enhanced nostrils? She was probably deluded.

Rong Yan waited patiently for her to finish speaking, and then said once she was done, “If I were you, I wouldn’t have so much idle time to worry about the future. You come to threaten someone when your own ass isn’t even clean yet, don’t you find it funny? I find it hilarious. Oh right, I forgot to ask you.”

Her beautiful eyes were shimmering, far more queenly in her calm than Rong Weiwei’s ferocity, “Aren’t you afraid that I carry a recording pen on me when you came out here to tell me all this?”

Rong Weiwei’s face changed in an instant, her eyes at Rong Yan looking as if she could devour her!

Her face turned too interesting, Rong Yan looked on with regret, wishing she had brought a recording pen with her when she left home; Rong Weiwei’s own admission of being a homewrecker would have been even more explosive than any of the previous news.

“Rong Yan, do you think just because you’ve climbed up to Mrs. Li, I can’t touch you?” Rong Weiwei, after all, was Rong Weiwei; having quickly regained her composure after the initial panic, she realized Rong Yan was just scaring her. Her face turned pale then flushed, and squinting her eyes, she said, “Mom said she would find a way to help me connect with Mrs. Li. Before, I was able to snatch away our parents and Mufeng from you, and now I can snatch Mrs. Li away from you as well! You are destined to never beat me! I will always trample you underfoot!”

Her words had just fallen.

“Beep beep!” A loud car horn sounded from outside the gate.

Rong Yan and Rong Weiwei both turned to look.

There was Gu Ming, dressed in a suit, stepping out of his car with understated elegance, and walking up to Rong Yan, he respectfully bowed his head, “Miss Rong, I’m sorry for being late..”