Chapter 153 Please Do Not Interfere in My Affairs

Zeng Ziyu was a clever man and naturally understood Manager Huang's subtle hint. He immediately decided to compensate the company for its losses, asking only for a chance to see Nina. Overjoyed, Manager Huang flattered him profusely for a long while before suddenly turning to scold the secretary harshly, "Why is there still no sign of her after all this time?"

With a wronged expression, the secretary replied, "For some reason, nobody is answering Sister Nina's phone."

"Stop calling!" Xiaoxiao almost lashed out at the weasel-like, profit-obsessed face of Manager Huang, but she swallowed her anger and simply told the secretary to halt the calls.

Holding the phone, the young secretary darted her eyes back and forth between Manager Huang and Xiaoxiao. Burning with anxiety, Zeng Ziyu demanded of Xiaoxiao, "What are you playing at? It's bad enough that you won't help me, but now I must ask you to stay out of my affairs."

Taking advantage of the gap, Manager Huang exchanged a meaningful glance with the secretary. Catching this move, Xiaoxiao locked her eyes on Zeng Ziyu while giving a command to the secretary in a tone of absolute authority, "Do not call!"

"Ni Xiaoxiao!" Zeng Ziyu roared in fury, completely casting aside their past friendship.

Clearing his throat, Manager Huang drew out his words, "Xiaoxiao..."

Seeing that the secretary was still punching in the numbers, Xiaoxiao flew into a rage, walked right over, snatched the phone, and slammed the receiver back onto the cradle with a fierce thud. The young secretary trembled with fright while colleagues whispered to one another in small groups. Even Zeng Ziyu and Manager Huang were dumbfounded. Hearing the commotion, Cai Jirou emerged from the reception room and stood frozen to the spot. Seeing Ni Xiaoxiao lose her temper was a once-in-a-century spectacle.

"I don't know where your backbone as a man has gone, but surely you should still have some sense of shame. I didn't want to humiliate you in front of so many people, but I suppose your head is full of mush by now, and unless someone knocks some sense into it, you'll never clear it." Xiaoxiao couldn't even bring herself to look at Zeng Ziyu; her gaze drifted elsewhere. If she had a choice, she wouldn't want to see this side of him either—she would rather he remained cynical and devil-may-care than reduced to groveling like this. Taking advantage of his continued astonishment, she showed no mercy. "You may indeed be an eligible bachelor right now, and pursuing whoever you like is your prerogative, but surely you've heard of mutual affection and two-way consent? Even Huamei, whom you've always looked down upon, knows that forced romance brings no happiness. You used to be able to expound grand principles to me at great length—how is it that you're now inferior even to her?"

"What are you talking nonsense for!" Zeng Ziyu had never been scolded like this before; anger surged in his chest, turning his face deeply flushed.

Manager Huang hurriedly stepped in to mediate between the two. On one side was a prospective sugar daddy, and on the other was the girlfriend of a former sugar daddy—he could afford to offend neither.

"Not convinced, are you? Angry, are you?" Xiaoxiao finally deigned to look at Zeng Ziyu, but her eyes burned with an anger even heavier than his. "You used to complain that Huamei was unreasonable, clingy, and always crying and making a fuss, but what do you look like right now? Are you any more sophisticated than a woman resorting to weeping, whining, and threatening suicide?"