He Mingzhu still looked glamorous, adorned with luxury brands. Compared to her previous choice of accessible luxury, this was an upgrade to full-on opulence. What remained unchanged, though, was her appearance and aura.
"Mingzhu, why are you here?"
He Mingzhu didn't wait for Huang Xingxing to finish her sentence and immediately reached out to slap her.
Huang Xingxing, quick-witted, grabbed the folder from the reception desk to block the attack, her tone displeased: "He Mingzhu, what are you trying to do?"
"You're asking me what I mean? Huang Xingxing, you have no shame!" He Mingzhu's brows furrowed deeply, her eyes reddened. In front of a group of receptionists and employees who had just finished their lunch in the lobby, she shrieked: "As my best friend, my close confidante, you knew full well that Lu Chen was my boyfriend, yet you stole him! You're absolutely inhumane! Shameless! A homewrecker! A man-stealer!"
