Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1460 Bad words

The next day, Xiaomei finished her busy work and tiptoed back to the small room which she jokingly called "workshop".

The light inside the room was dim, forming a sharp contrast with the bright world outside, as if they were two completely different worlds.

She sat down slowly, and the old wooden chair made a slight creaking sound, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

Xiaomei raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, picked up the glass of boiled water that had been prepared beside her, and took a sip. The cool feeling instantly dispelled the thirst and fatigue in her mouth.

She closed her eyes, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility, but a feeling of bitterness rose involuntarily in her heart.

This so-called "workroom" is actually no different from a utility room.

As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell hit me in the face. It was a mixture of detergent and dampness, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

When you walk into the workshop, the first thing that catches your eye is the piles of messy cleaning tools, which are piled up haphazardly in the corner, and some are even scattered on the ground.

These cleaning tools are of many types, including brooms, mops, rags, etc. They look like they have been used many times, and some are even worn out.

In addition to cleaning supplies, the workshop is also piled with some old items, such as discarded cardboard boxes, broken chairs, damaged lamps, etc.

These old things took up most of the space, making the already narrow workshop seem even more crowded.

However, Xiaomei has long been accustomed to all this.

She opened her eyes and her gaze fell on the mottled cabinet, which was the only place where she placed her clothes and personal belongings, and also a symbol of her identity as a cleaner.

Whenever she put on that simple work outfit, she knew who she was.

She stood up, walked to the cabinet, and gently opened the door. The blue work clothes that had been washed to a pale color lay there quietly, as if waiting for her call.

Xiaomei reached out and touched every inch of the texture of the clothes, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart.

Although this job is hard, it has allowed her to find a place in this city, allowing her to work hard for her life with her own hands.

After putting on her work clothes, Xiaomei stood in front of the mirror again. She looked more capable and tough in the mirror.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her mindset, and prepared to face the challenges of the new day.

Outside the door is a noisy world, a corner waiting for her to purify herself; inside the door is her little world, a harbor where she can take a moment of respite from her busy schedule.

At this moment, the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground suddenly came from the door, breaking the silence in the room.

Then, a beautiful figure came into Xiaomei's sight. It was Xiaoli, the executive assistant in the company who was known for being picky and was also the one who bullied her yesterday.

Xiaoli was wearing a fashionable business suit and her hair was carefully groomed, making her look capable and elegant.

However, when her eyes swept across this simple workshop, a look of disgust involuntarily appeared on her face.

Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was somewhat dissatisfied with the scene before her.

The corner of his mouth was raised into a slightly sarcastic smile, which revealed a kind of contempt and disdain for the other party.

"Oh," she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice, "you cleaners really have an easy job! You even have time to rest."

She emphasized the word "easy", as if to emphasize that the other person's job was not as simple as it seemed.

Then, her eyes fell on Xiaomei and continued, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you people are so lazy."

Her words were full of accusations and dissatisfaction, making people feel that she was very disgusted with this behavior.

"I have finished the revisions and just took a break." Xiaomei explained.

Xiaoli ignored her explanation and gave an order with a cold face: "Since you have nothing to do now, go buy me a cup of coffee. I'm very thirsty now!"

Her words were firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation, as if the other party was just a servant at her disposal.

This impolite attitude made Xiaomei feel uncomfortable.

There was a hint of arrogance in Xiaoli's words, as if it was natural for Xiaomei to run errands for her.

After she finished speaking, she no longer looked at Xiaomei, turned around and prepared to leave, as if she didn't even have the patience to wait for a reply.

Xiaomei stood there in a daze, feeling mixed emotions.

She didn't expect that the moment of rest she had finally gotten would be interrupted so ruthlessly.

Moreover, Xiaoli's attitude made her feel very unhappy, as if her job was inferior and she was only fit to run errands for others.

Xiaomei knows very well that in this workplace, it is common to swallow one's anger.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm down her emotions, and then slowly said, "Xiao Li, I'm on break now, and I haven't finished my work yet. Mr. Lu will be here soon, and I still have to clean his office. Can you wait for a while, or go buy it yourself? I'm really busy."

Xiaoli paused when she heard that, turned around, and looked even more disdainful: "Oh, do you really take yourself seriously? You're just a cleaner, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? I asked you to buy coffee because I was giving you face, don't be ungrateful."

When Xiaomei heard this, she felt a pain in her heart, as if she had been stabbed by something sharp.

She stared blankly at Xiaoli's mocking face, with a hint of disbelief and deep hurt in her eyes.

She never thought that her hard work and dedication in this company would be so easily belittled and trampled upon.

"Wait, Sister Xiaoli, I don't understand..."

Xiaomei's voice trembled a little as she tried to find a reasonable explanation to resolve this sudden humiliation.

Xiaoli rolled her eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you treating me like this? What did I do wrong? Is it because I am different from you? Why do you all look down on me and treat me like a dispensable person? I am also a person with flesh and blood and emotions! We all work in the same company, why do you look down on me?"

When Xiaoli heard this, the smile on her face became even more disdainful.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly and she snorted contemptuously, as if she was extremely annoyed by Xiaomei's existence.

Her eyes shot straight at Xiaomei like a cold arrow, and the contempt contained in them was beyond words.

"Hahaha……"

Accompanied by a burst of laughter, her voice echoed in the air, with undisguised sarcasm and disdain, "Country bumpkin, don't you know? It's a mistake for you to come here!"

Her words were like a sharp sword, piercing Xiaomei's heart, making her feel a pain.

But she seemed to be unaware of this and continued, "We just can't stand people like you. You are unsophisticated and ignorant. You are simply a burden to this city!"

There was a look of grievance in Xiaomei's eyes.

"Look at you, you look so poor, you look like a bumpkin from the countryside! We know you are a scheming woman too well!"

"I am not..."

"No... Hahahaha, we've seen a lot of people like you. Don't think we don't know your background. Don't you just want to be Mrs. Lu?"

"The reason why Mr. Lu even talked to you is because he is kind-hearted and gave you the money out of pity! Don't take yourself too seriously!"

She looked at the other person with disdain, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.

It was as if the other person was a person who was humble to the dust, and Mr. Lu's few words were just like a few copper coins thrown to a beggar on the street, which were worthless.

"Country girls like you are really despised!"

Xiaomei almost cried.

"Hahaha, look at you, look at how pitiful you are. All you do is pretend to be pitiful in front of men all day long, as if the whole world owes you something!"

What are you thinking of by clinging to him like this? Do you think we can't see it? Do you really think that Mr. Lu will be attracted to a country girl like you? Don't dream, you are not worthy of him at all!"

Xiaoli's words were like a sharp blade, cutting Xiaomei's heart.

Xiaomei only felt a surge in her heart: humiliation, anger, sadness...all kinds of emotions intertwined together, almost suffocating her.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard not to let her tears fall.

She knew that if she shed tears, it would mean complete surrender and failure.

Xiaomei's silence did not make Xiaoli restrain herself. On the contrary, she seemed even more proud and continued to mock unscrupulously:

"What? Did I hit the nail on the head? You have nothing to say, right? Humph, I knew you were a scheming woman, trying to climb onto Mr. Lu's high branch. Why don't you look in the mirror and see what kind of person you are? Do you really think you can fly onto the branch and become a phoenix?"

After Xiaoli finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave without even looking at Xiaomei.

However, just as she was about to step out the door, Xiaomei suddenly spoke.

Although her voice was not loud, it was full of firmness and strength: "Sister Xiaoli, you are wrong. There is nothing wrong between Mr. Lu and me. The reason I stayed here is because I was conscientious in my work and won his recognition. As for those ugly words you said, I can only say that you went too far. Everyone has their own dignity and bottom line, and I hope you can respect me."

Seeing that Xiaomei dared to refute her, Xiaoli's face instantly became extremely gloomy.

She narrowed her eyes and sneered, as if she was looking at an ignorant clown.

Then, she slowly clasped her hands across her chest. The movement was graceful and natural, as if this was the posture she was most accustomed to.

Her arms were slightly bent, her elbows pressed against her sides, her palms resting lightly on her arms, forming a perfect hug.

She leaned back slightly, with her weight on her feet and her legs slightly apart, looking a little sloppy yet elegant.

This posture makes her look both proud and confident, as if the whole world is under her control and everyone else is just an ant under her feet.

She raised her head slightly, her chin slightly upturned, her eyes cold and distant, as if she didn't care about anything around her.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, which revealed a kind of contempt and ridicule, as if saying: "You are all inferior to me."

"Hey, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you talk back to me?"

Xiaoli's tone was full of disdain. She gently raised her right foot and hooked the innocent bucket on the ground with her toes, as if it was an insignificant toy.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the bucket was kicked over to the ground by Xiaoli, and the clear water inside rushed in all directions like a wild horse. The floor, which was originally cleaned spotlessly by Xiaomei, instantly had a glaring pool of water stains.

The water stains glowed coldly in the dim light, as if silently mocking Xiaomei.

Xiaomei was stunned. As she looked at the scene in front of her, an indescribable anger and humiliation surged in her heart.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms, but she forced herself not to lose control.

If you explode at this time, you will only put yourself in a more passive situation.

Xiaoli looked at Xiaomei's forbearing expression and a smug smile appeared on her face.

She thought that by doing this, she could make Xiaomei surrender and let her know who was the boss in the company. However, she was wrong.

Xiaomei slowly raised her head and looked at Xiaoli with a firm gaze.

The previous fear and retreat in her eyes disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented determination and courage.

She said softly, "Sister Xiaoli, if you do this, I will only look down on you even more. Do you think I am bluffing? Let me tell you, although I am just a cleaner, I also have my own dignity and bottom line. If you treat me like this today, one day you will regret it."

After saying that, Xiaomei no longer looked at Xiaoli. She turned around, picked up the mop, and began to silently clean the water stain that Xiaoli had deliberately made.

Xiaoli's face became increasingly gloomy, as if Xiaomei's rebuttal had touched a sensitive nerve in her heart.

Seeing that Xiaomei dared to be so "ungrateful", the anger in her heart burned fiercely and could no longer be suppressed.

She suddenly raised her foot and stepped hard on the mop that Xiaomei was about to use to clean the water stains.

The mop seemed to have become an innocent victim under Xiaoli's feet, being stepped on and unable to move.

Xiaomei was forced to stop her actions. She raised her head with anger flashing in her eyes.

"Country bumpkin, do you think Mr. Lu will really let you study and promote with us?"

Xiaoli's voice was sharp and mean, and every word was like a sharp knife, piercing Xiaomei's heart. "Is promotion something that anyone can do? A bumpkin like you still wants to do promotion. Mr. Lu just lets you stay in the company because he feels sorry for you. Teach you? We might as well go and get a few more clients!"

After Xiaoli finished speaking, a smug smile appeared on her face, as if she had already seen the miserable situation of Xiaomei's inability to gain a foothold in this company.

She thought that by saying this she could completely destroy Xiaomei's confidence, make her realize how humble her position in the company was, and then she would leave.

However, Xiaoli was wrong again.

Although Xiaomei was deeply hurt by her words, she felt unprecedented determination and courage in her heart. She held the handle of the mop tightly and looked at Xiaoli firmly, as if declaring war on her.

"Sister Xiaoli, you are wrong."

Although Xiaomei's voice was not loud, every word was full of power. "I may be just a cleaner now, but that doesn't mean I can only do this forever. Everyone has the right to learn and grow. Since President Lin Lu asked me to learn from you, it means recognition of me. I believe that as long as I work hard, one day I will prove to you that I, Xiaomei, am not the kind of person you say I am."

After saying that, Xiaomei pulled the mop out from under Xiaoli's feet, and then began to clean the water stains on the ground with all her might.

Xiaoli,,,,