My Dongguan Love Story

Tang Yan stared intently at the box of banknotes, her eyes blazing with fury. She felt as if Zhao Fengyue's box of money had been a brutal stomp on her heart, a blatant humiliation.

Do you think you can buy her heart and make her leave Dazhuang with money? This money-grubbing businessman really thinks money can make the devil turn the millstone?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Her face turned ashen, her eyes red with anger, and a surge of rage rose in her chest.

She raised her hand and slammed it down hard, causing the box containing the money to overturn on the spot, scattering stacks of banknotes all over the floor, which were blown everywhere by the wind blowing in from the window.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Fengyue frowned instantly, a hint of impatience flashing across her face as she coldly looked at her: "Tang Yan, don't push your luck."

In Zhao Fengyue's view, she had already made concessions and been very understanding. Tang Yan had competed with her for Dazhuang, but she hadn't held a grudge. On the contrary, she had offered to promote and raise Tang Yan and even prepared so much cash for her. She had shown great sincerity. Little did she expect that Tang Yan would be so ungrateful and not appreciate it at all.

Tang Yan stared at Zhao Fengyue's condescending and arrogant demeanor, then suddenly let out a cold laugh. She abruptly stood up and looked directly at her:

"President Zhao, the dignified female CEO of Dingsheng Group, how could you steal another woman's man behind her back? Yes, you are incredibly wealthy, but I don't want a single penny of your money!"

Overwhelmed by emotion, she no longer cared about the difference in status between superiors and subordinates, and her tone became sharp and sarcastic. Her gaze swept over Zhao Fengyue's provocative outfit and exquisite makeup, and the thought that all this careful dressing up was to seduce Dazhuang made her anger burn even more fiercely.

She clearly remembered that when Da Zhuang first arrived in Dongguan, she was the first person he met before he joined Dingsheng. She couldn't say exactly when the two of them developed feelings for each other, but in terms of right and wrong, Zhao Fengyue was the third party who came between her and Da Zhuang.

Now this third party who ruined someone else's relationship is acting all high and mighty, warning her not to push her luck? It's utterly absurd. How could she possibly tolerate this?

Zhao Fengyue looked at Tang Yan's hysterical rage, shook her head disdainfully, and spoke with an arrogant tone:

"I'm rich, good-looking, and I can help Dazhuang in his career. I'm better than you in every way. If you're so capable, make him choose between the two. He'll definitely choose me. Why would he want a woman like you who throws tantrums at the drop of a hat?"

In Zhao Fengyue's mind, Tang Yan had a volatile temper and only knew how to yell and scream when things went wrong. When she tried to patiently negotiate, Tang Yan would overturn the money box and throw a tantrum in public, showing absolutely no grace or gentleness. She simply couldn't understand what kind of taste Da Zhuang had in a woman like that.

These words were like adding fuel to the fire. Tang Yan's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and her anger surged to the top of her head. She raised her hand and slapped Zhao Fengyue hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, resounding slap landed, instantly leaving a bright red handprint on half of Zhao Fengyue's cheek, a burning pain spreading throughout her face. She never expected Tang Yan to dare lay a hand on her, and her anger surged instantly; she raised her hand to retaliate.

Tang Yan had argued with Lin Guilian several times before and had developed some skill in dodging. She had also anticipated that Zhao Fengyue would retaliate, so she dodged to the side and easily avoided the slap that Zhao Fengyue was throwing. Then, she kicked hard with her right leg, causing Zhao Fengyue to lose her balance and fall heavily to the ground.

Zhao Fengyue crashed heavily onto the cold floor tiles, the impact piercing her back and waist, causing her to gasp in pain and her face contorted in agony. Already over forty, her body was no match for the younger, more vigorous Tang Yan, who was also physically strong and energetic. Zhao Fengyue was no match for Tang Yan at all.

She pressed her aching back tightly and shouted at the top of her lungs toward the door, her voice so loud it made the door tremble slightly: "Secretary Wu! Come in quickly!"

Hearing the shouts, Secretary Wu, who was outside the door, hurriedly pushed the door open and came in. He was stunned when he saw the banknotes scattered all over the floor. When he saw Zhao Fengyue lying on the ground in pain, he rushed forward to help her up: "President Zhao, what happened to you?"

Zhao Fengyue's face turned ashen. Pointing at Tang Yan, she snapped, "Go call security and get Tang Yan out of here!"

Tang Yan coldly glanced at the disheveled Zhao Fengyue, grabbed a porcelain cup from the table, and smashed it to the ground, shattering it instantly. Her gaze fiercely returned his retort: ​​"I don't need you to kick me out. I don't want to stay in this lousy company a second longer!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and left without a second thought. She had intended to teach Zhao Fengyue a lesson again to vent her anger, but Secretary Wu suddenly barged in, leaving her no chance. If she delayed any longer and waited for the security guards to arrive, she would only suffer losses. It was better to get away as soon as possible.

Tang Yan walked out of her office and took the elevator downstairs. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw a figure standing not far away, a cigarette between his fingers, staring at her with a half-smile.

The person who arrived was Zhang Xiaoqian. She had just seen Tang Yan going upstairs from afar and planned to have her mother deal with Tang Yan first, and then she would continue to teach Tang Yan a lesson after she came down.

Seeing Tang Yan's disheveled hair and angry expression, she must have been scolded by her mother.

She gave a cold sneer, slowly stepped forward, and looked down at Tang Yan, her tone arrogant and sarcastic: "Tang Yan, you've got some nerve, daring to steal my mother's man?"

Tang Yan frowned deeply at her aggressive demeanor: "Your mother?"

"That's right, Zhao Fengyue is my mother." Zhang Xiaoqian slightly raised her chin, approaching Tang Yan step by step, glaring fiercely at Tang Yan: "You bitch, how dare you steal my mother's boyfriend, today I'm going to teach you a lesson, you homewrecker."

After Zhang Xiaoqian finished speaking in a harsh and arrogant tone, she suddenly swung her right hand, intending to slap Tang Yan hard across the face. Tang Yan crouched down and dodged the slap. Then, Tang Yan abruptly stood up and forcefully slapped Zhang Xiaoqian across the face, causing Zhang Xiaoqian's head to snap to one side, her eyes wide open, stunned on the spot.

Tang Yan wasn't satisfied after slapping Zhang Xiaoqian, so she grabbed Zhang Xiaoqian's hair hard and pulled it out, tearing out a handful of long black hair.

"Ah~" Zhang Xiaoqian cried out in pain, feeling the burning pain on her face and the piercing pain in her head. She almost went crazy and lunged at Tang Yan.

But she had been pampered since childhood and had never been in a fight, so how could she be a match for Tang Yan? Tang Yan suddenly kicked her, sending her sprawling to the ground.

Tang Yan squatted down and slapped Zhang Xiaoqian several times, yelling as she did so, "You homewrecker! Your whole family are homewreckers! Dazhuang is clearly mine; I'm his first girlfriend. You all knew he had a girlfriend, yet you still clung to him. Now you're calling me a homewrecker? That's outrageous! I'll slap you to death!"

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Tang Yan kept slapping Zhang Xiaoqian, leaving her stunned. Her cheeks burned with pain, and she covered her head with her hands, afraid that Tang Yan would continue to hit her.

She was completely bewildered. She was supposed to tear the mistress apart herself, but instead, she was the one being torn apart by her.

Tang Yan grew angrier the more she slapped Zhang Xiaoqian. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqian covering her head to stop her, she violently tore open Zhang Xiaoqian's clothes, yelling as she did so, "You're so shameless, being mistresses, what's the point of wearing clothes?"

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaoqian's clothes were made of very sturdy material, and she couldn't tear them no matter how hard she tried. Having no other choice, she kicked the other person several times. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqian's disheveled and embarrassed appearance, she finally felt relieved and left.

Taking revenge only provides temporary relief. To resolve the issue, you should talk to Dazhuang in person, ask him directly, and clarify everything!