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My Wife Gets More Vicious The More I Spoil Her
Chapter 39: I’ve always been able to see people, I just can’t see youChapter 39: I've always been able to see people, I just can't see you
"Lu Haiqiao, stop right there!"
The person behind her shouted as she chased after her.
During working hours, there were quite a few office workers coming and going into the building.
Everyone was attracted by this sharp cry and turned their gazes in the direction.
At that moment, Lu Haiqiao stopped in her tracks.
She turned around, and she saw the heavily makeup angry face of Su Qingya.
"Lu Haiqiao, what do you mean by this?"
"You didn't answer my calls, ignore my messages, and even dare to block me? Let me tell you, looking for you is because I think highly of you. Acting mighty in front of me, who do you think you are?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLu Haiqiao stared at her with a cold expression, not saying a word.
At this point, Su Qingya suddenly turned her head to glance at the crossroad not far away.
A green sports car waiting at the front of the traffic light caught her attention.
She saw Lu Haiqiao getting out of that car. After a moment of thought, it seemed like she understood something.
"Oh". Su Qingya said sarcastically. "No wonder you've become more arrogant. It turns out you've found yourself a sugar daddy."
Hearing this, Lu Haiqiao smiled faintly. "I've always been able to see people, I just can't see you."
This was an indirect way of insulting her; she was no better than a human.
"You..." Su Qingya was so angry that her face contorted.
Both remained in this standoff for a few seconds.
Su Qingya took deep breaths to calm herself down. Once her emotions gradually settled, she said, "Lu Haiqiao, I didn't come here today to argue with you. Like I said, Dad wants to see you!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Haiqiao's expression showed a hint of impatience. "I'll say it again, I won't meet him."
At this moment, she noticed two traffic police officers walking over from the crossroad.
"You have no say in this!" Su Qingya glared at her fiercely. "Dad is busy today, so maybe tomorrow... or the day after tomorrow. At six o'clock in the evening. Be good and wait downstairs at our house. If you don't show up, don't blame me for not considering our sisterly relationship!"
Just as Su Qingya was about to leave, Lu Haiqiao stopped her. "Wait".
Su Qingya turned her head, displaying a proud and disdainful attitude. "Is there anything else?"
At this moment, two traffic police officers had approached Su Qingya's car, which was parked haphazardly by the roadside.
One of them examined the license plate before taking out a small camera and snapping a photo of the entire car.
The other officer, with his head down, processed something on his device. Once finished, he promptly stuck a parking ticket onto the car window.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWitnessing the entire process, Lu Haiqiao couldn't help but smile.
"Oh, it's nothing," she said.
"Crazy!" Su Qingya, seemingly bewildered, shot her a fierce glare before turning and leaving.
One could only imagine how frustrated she must be upon seeing that parking ticket.
However, Lu Haiqiao was not interested in this.
As she walked into the office building, she noticed a crowd of people around the elevator. She immediately changed direction and headed for the stairs.
The magazine office wasn't on a very high floor, so taking the stairs might be faster than waiting for the elevator.
She took out her phone while climbing the stairs and opened the DingTalk app. She clocked in for work with a few taps on the screen.
Instead of putting her phone back into her pocket, she continued to stare at the screen for a few seconds. Then, she switched to the dial keypad and swiftly entered an eleven-digit phone number before pressing the call button.
"Hello, Ol' Lu, can you do me a favor?"
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At eight o'clock that evening, at an archery club in the suburbs of B city.
Lu Haiqiao, dressed in red and black sportswear, stood at a distance of thirty meters from the target.