Before Xia Rou could continue her sobbing,

Xu Wuning turned around and looked at Lu Jingci in the direction of the crowd.

She looked up, her face as pale as paper, her eyes filled with tears that fell one by one.

She stumbled and fell into Lu Jingci's arms, hugging his waist.

She trembled all over, tears streaming down her face, sobbing uncontrollably, "Lu Jingci... this dress was a birthday gift from Grandpa. He passed away two years ago, and this is the only dress he left me..."

"I just wanted to wear my most precious dress today to confess my feelings to you, but you didn't accept my confession. I'm so sad, so very sad. I secretly cried..."

"I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, but she wouldn't let me leave, saying I was shameless and stuck to her like a leech."

"I don't know why she suddenly spilled coffee on my skirt, fell to the ground, and then insisted that I pushed her..."

"Lu Jingci, she likes you, so why doesn't she confess to you herself? Why is she doing this to me..."

She kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her face, hot drops falling onto Lu Jingci's hand.

The sobs were almost broken, as pitiful and helpless as a child's: "I'm so useless... I have nothing left today. My confession failed, and I even dirtied the most precious dress my grandfather left me. I have nothing... I'm so useless..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry to Grandpa, and I'm sorry to you too, I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have caused you trouble at the company..."

Having known her for so long, this was the first time Lu Jingci had seen her cry like this. He tenderly stroked her trembling back to comfort her.

"It's okay, don't cry... don't be sad."

He lifted his eyelids slightly, then glanced at Xia Rou with a gentle smile: "Why did you stop? You're not crying anymore?"

Xia Rou was stunned by Xu Wu Ning's sudden crying.

She opened her mouth, then quickly squeezed out tears and continued sobbing, "Miss Xu, you were the one who pushed me, how can you turn around and say it was me?"

"How could I have pushed myself into such serious injury? Don't talk nonsense."

But the person standing at the entrance of the tea room had already shifted their gaze from her to Xu Wuning.

The main problem was that Miss Xu cried so badly; she seemed to have suffered even more injustice than Xia Rou.

Xu Wuning leaned against Lu Jingci, her shoulders heaving as she sobbed, tears streaming down her face, leaving large stains on her blue dress.

She looked fragile and disheveled, with a few strands of hair falling across her face, and even her nose was red from crying.

She lifted her wet face, her eyes blurred with tears, and looked at Lu Jingci in a very soft, cautious voice, as if afraid of being rejected, or perhaps because she had been rejected too many times.

"Lu Jingci, please have Li Chuan check the CCTV footage, okay? I don't want to be wrongly accused... Please, Lu Jingci..."

Lu Jingci gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips and said softly, "Okay, don't cry."

The moment the word "camera" was uttered, Xia Rou stiffened, but quickly relaxed.

A few employees nearby whispered among themselves, "Aren't there security cameras around the coffee shop?"

"Yeah, I've never heard of any security cameras installed here..."

Xia Rou watched Lu Jingci wipe away Xu Wuning's tears, and the jealousy in her eyes deepened. She dug her nails into her hands, and more tears flowed down her face.

"Miss Xu clearly knew there were no cameras. What does this mean? It's one thing for Miss Xu not to admit to pushing me, Mr. Lu, but I'm truly wronged..."

Li Chuan interrupted her expressionlessly: "Who said there are no cameras? A year ago, Miss Xu had someone install a pinhole camera in the socket here."

"She said that in romance novels, the break room is a hotspot for accidents. If the male lead is around, it's a hotspot for the female supporting character to frame someone."

She added that in real life, one should still be careful to prevent people from getting burned, which is why the camera was installed.

"Also, Xia Rou, regardless of the facts, you also dirtied Miss Xu's dress, so if we're talking about who's wronged, it's both of you who are wronged, not just you alone."

Xia Rou's face turned pale instantly, and her lips trembled slightly: "They installed a camera..."

As she spoke, Li Chuan opened her phone and pulled up the video from earlier.

It was clearly visible on the screen that Xia Rou deliberately leaned in to provoke Xu Wu Ning, first splashing water on Xu Wu Ning's skirt, then falling backward and crashing heavily to the ground.

Those around them must understand perfectly well that this is a case of the thief crying "stop thief!"—it's gone too far.

"That dress was a birthday gift left by Miss Xu's deceased grandfather, and she deliberately dirtied it like that."

"This is disgusting! Miss Xu is right, if she likes Mr. Lu, she should pursue him herself. Why frame someone else?"

"How could our company have such a person? This time they harmed Miss Xu, who knows what they might do to us someday? If there are no security cameras then, we'll be in deep trouble..."

Xia Rou suddenly collapsed to the ground, as if all her strength had been drained away. "President Lu, please let me explain..."

Xu Wuning suddenly cried even louder, silencing Xia Rou once again.

Lu Jingci didn't even glance at Xia Rou. "Li Chuan, go and process her resignation!"

Li Chuan nodded and walked over. "Please, Miss Xia, you still need to pay for the dress."

Xia Rou raised her head, her voice trembling: "President Lu, you can't do this to me..."

But Li Chuan had already called her bodyguards, and the two bodyguards lifted her up and dragged her away.

At that moment, Xia Rou met Xu Wu Ning's eyes, and the tears in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a meaningful smile.

Xia Rou's pupils constricted sharply, and her voice suddenly rose: "Xu Wuning, you did this on purpose! No wonder you didn't talk back at all! You did it on purpose, Xu Wuning!"

But no one listened to her, and the bodyguards eventually dragged her to the elevator.

As soon as Xia Rou left, everyone around her went back to work.

At their workstations, someone whispered, "Don't you guys think... President Lu cares a lot about Miss Xu?"

"President Lu has a good personality; he seems to treat everyone that way."

"But I haven't seen anyone else manage to lie in Mr. Lu's arms."

Upon hearing this, the group exchanged bewildered glances. "...But even after Miss Xu confessed her feelings, President Lu didn't accept."

"So their relationship is so strange, do they even like each other?"

-

The two of them were left alone in the tea room.

Xu Wuning was still immersed in extreme grief, large tears streaming down her face. She touched her stained dress, her voice broken and her body swaying precariously.

"Grandpa's gone...and the dress's gone too, Lu Jingci..."

"They're all gone."

"Lu Jingci, what should I do...?"

Lu Jingci reached out her hand, her voice low and slightly hoarse: "I'll get someone to clean it up. Don't cry. I'll get the dress back to normal, okay? I'll take you to buy new dresses, okay? We'll buy lots of blue dresses, enough to fill the whole walk-in closet, okay?"

Perhaps because the painful memories were too much to bear, Xu Wuning was already sobbing uncontrollably, "Lu Jingci...am I really that annoying...?"

"No." Lu Jingci said softly and slowly, earnestly coaxing her.

Xu Wuning's tears welled up again, her sobs heart-wrenching, "Then why didn't you accept my confession...?"

Why?

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