Chapter 123: A Slap to the Face (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The three of them, including Su Meimei, were terrified after looking at the stare that Qiao Lian was levelling at them. Su Meimei could only say hashly, “What are you looking at? It’s due to your inattentiveness that he was able to enter the news agency. Why are you glaring at us as though it was our fault that this happened?”

Qiao Lian smiled coldly. The corners of her lips were twitching so much that her cheeks had started to hurt. She opened her mouth and was about to speak, but the managing editor Liu Zhixing walked up to her and said, “That’s enough. Qiao Lian getting hurt also involves our agency, so quickly go to the hospital and get your injuries checked out. The company will reimburse your treatment fee.”

As he said this, he stared at Qiao Lian in an oddly cavalier fashion.

His expression clearly communicated to Qiao Lian that this entire incident would not have happened if she had not offended him.

These people… were really shameless!

Qiao Lian bit her lip, feeling both anger and hatred within her. She looked at her stunned colleagues standing inside the news agency and said, “Managing Editor, if such an incident happens a second time, I think that nobody here will ever dare to uncover scandals anymore! Heh, we work so hard to expose someone else’s privacy, but then get scolded and beaten when they angrily approach the news agency. G8ssip Magazine really does care about its employees’ welfare, doesn’t it?”

Her words ridiculed the managing editor so much that his face was alternating between the shades of white and red.

Qiao Lian looked at the furious expressions on the faces of the surrounding employees and lowered her eyes.

She took a deep breath, turned around and left.

The most important thing that she should do now is to take care of her bruises.

Qiao Lian did not notice that Su Meimei, who had been standing behind her, had kept her cell phone after Qiao Lian left the news agency.

The managing editor turned around and looked at everybody present. Then, he waved his hand and said, “All right, get back to work!”

Everybody left returned to their own positions, but Su Meimei took the opportunity to enter the chief editor’s office.

The chief editor smiled at her and said, “Well? Did you film the incident?”

Su Meimei raised her cell phone delightedly and said, “Of course! Auntie, I’m telling you right now that the article I am publishing this time will be bigger than hers. ‘Wang Wenhao beat up the reporter surnamed Qiao.’ Heh, heh, such a huge scoop will definitely make the headlines!”

Qiao Lian left the news agency. Right when she left, she noticed people staring over at her. She cupped her face, hailed a cab and went to the nearest hospital.

The diagnosis showed that a couple of her teeth had loosened after all, and thus she needed to recuperate for a period of time.

The gash on her face had been caused by the ring on Wang Wenhao’s hand. After applying some anti-inflammatory medicine, the doctor said, “With regards to the gash on your face, the scar will only fade after one to two months.”

Qiao Lian nodded and looked at her swollen face in the mirror.

A couple of revenge plans against the news agency flashed across her mind, but she knew that now was not the time to implement any of them.

She clenched her fists and took a deep breath. She should not begin taking revenge until she had received her press pass.

Qiao Lian returned to the villa and immediately went upstairs. Given that the two servants were not as observant as Caretaker Li, they did not notice her odd appearance.

She laid down on the large bed in the master bedroom and applied ice to her face.

The fiery pain that she felt on her face had somewhat subsided, but it had not receded completely.

Furthermore, the shame she felt was amplified exponentially in the quiet bedroom.

The injustice she felt caused her to bite her lip savagely as she tried not to cry. However, ultimately, large teardrops started rolling down her face.

She hurriedly wiped the tears off her face with her hands, but tears still kept rolling down her face uncontrollably.

“Idiot! You soft bastard! Why are you crying?”

She cursed at herself as she continued wiping away her tears.

Right at this moment, she heard the sound of a car horn emanating from somewhere nearby.

She sat up immediately. Was Shen Liangchuan… nearby?