"Miss Bai has just returned from abroad. Let's find a place to sit and talk properly," Ye Ziwen smiled, neither explaining nor denying. She looked intently at Bai Rongrong in front of her, becoming even more confident that Bai Rongrong would retaliate madly against Xia An after the incident.
Bai Rongrong nodded. The woman was truly formidable just now. With her by her side to help deal with Ye Zhiqiu, things should be easier. "I remember there used to be a charming café not far ahead. I wonder if it's still open after three years?"
"Any store that leaves such an impression on Miss Bai must be doing well in business," said Ye Ziwen. The café was near the airport and often fully booked. "Miss Bai, shall we go inside?"
Upon arriving at the café, they found a window seat. A waiter promptly approached. "What would you two like to drink?"
"Get me a latte, Miss Bai, what do you want?" Ye Ziwen spoke first, as if offering to pay for both.
"I can choose," said Bai Rongrong, her mood not particularly good. She had rushed back from abroad only to be insulted and verbally abused by those girls at the airport. If someone could recognize and insult her there, did that mean such days would become a routine in domestic life?
"Two lattes then," Ye Ziwen decided as Bai Rongrong seemed distracted.
"Very well, miss. Two lattes are coming right up."
"What are you thinking about?" asked Ye Ziwen with concern after the waiter left.
"Just recalling those few spoiled girls makes me angry. I, Bai Rongrong, have faced many hardships and challenges. Yet, I was publicly humiliated by a few small girls!" Bai Rongrong's mind felt more constrained when she spoke of it. "Right, you helped me a lot just now. I haven't had the chance to thank you properly."
"It's no trouble at all, just an act of kindness. But have you ever thought about why so many hardships and missed opportunities led to this outcome? Who is responsible?"
Bai Rongrong listened as Ye Ziwen mentioned her name—Ye Zhiqiu!
Had it not been for Ye Zhiqiu stealing Lu Qichen's path, she would already be the proud wife of a high-ranking executive. Why should she have to suffer through such indignities?
The mention of Ye Zhiqiu piqued Bai Rongrong's curiosity. "Who are you? How do you know so much about me?"
"My name is Ye Ziwen. Like you, I share an unbreakable grudge with Ye Zhiqiu. That’s why I did this—to punish her. You know, someone like her cannot deserve to be the wife of a senior executive like Lu. You and...her, were meant to be together!" Ye Ziwen paused. "However..."
"What now?" asked Bai Rongrong.
"Now that Ye Zhiqiu has changed her name to Xia An and still has Lu smitten. We should show her some color," Ye Ziwen's gaze darkened as she spoke.