One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yun Shishi gave an innocent shrug as she raised a brow. "Why not? Miss Song, I'm very busy, and I have an interview coming up. If you need to look for me, how about you schedule an appointment with my assistant?"

"You—"

Out of habit, Song Enya raised her hand aloft to slap that disgusting face of hers!

She had been spoiled rotten. Even at home, she would vent her anger and frustrations on the servants if things did not go her way.

The artiste gave her a side-eye. "What? Where are you going to hit me this time? This place has surveillance cameras; surely, it won't be nice to hear news of the mayor's gentle and virtuous daughter resorting to slapping people just because of a little disagreement?"

Biting her red lip in exasperation, the other woman reined in anger and withdrew her hand before she turned to leave.

Mu Xi and Ding Ning were chatting away outside when she opened the door and stormed out. Both were startled by her enraged expression.

"What's there to see?!"

She glared at the assistant.

Mu Xi only felt that this woman was quite unreasonable. Without thinking much of it, she retorted, "What the h*ll does it have to do with you whether I look or not? Why should you care?"

"B*tch, you still dared to talk back?!" A tight slap landed on her face.

The woman vented her humiliation with this slap.

It was so forceful that it left the assistant dazed!

Bewildered, the assistant flew into a rage as she stormed forward to confront the woman.

The stylist pulled her back and whispered, "Forget it; don't stir up trouble! What if she's someone we can't afford to offend?"

She only gave her a glare as she held her stinging face.

Song Enya shook off her hand and left.

At the back, Mu Xi cursed, "Ridiculous. Who is she?! She's mentally ill."

"All right, all right. Let's go in!"

The makeup artiste pushed her into the room while she fumed in indignation. "Slapping people for no reason; what a crazy woman!"

Startled, Yun Shishi looked at her. "What happened?"

"That fierce woman gave me a slap," the latter piteously wailed.

The former sipped her lips in anger and promptly apologized, "I'm sorry; it's because of me that you suffered such an injustice!"

"Nah… It's fine! Why are you apologizing to me when you're not the one who slapped me?" With a wave of her hand, the assistant asked again, "Who is that woman? She's really willful."

"Song Enya."

"Song Enya? Who is she?"

The artiste replied, "She's the mayor's daughter; her father is Song Zhengguo."

This answered frightened the assistant.

No wonder she's so overbearing; turns out she has a bit of a background.

She was still wondering how she could come and go here at Huanyu Tower so freely.

Just the thought of how her earlier dispute with the mayor's daughter had nearly turned into a catfight, fear belatedly arose in her.

It was not that she bullied the weak and fear the strong, but this was a realistic society. Certain figures could not be offended; if not, the consequences would be dire!

Being a mere tiny ant, she naturally could not afford to offend anyone.

The stylist commented, "To think that you nearly quarreled with her."

"Ding Ning, thank you! If not for you, I'd have likely fought with her." She patted her chest in relief.

…

With the rise of popularity, Yun Shishi's net worth also spiked.

In the past, when she stepped out of home, she needed not disguise herself. Now, she had to be fully armed with a cap, a pair of sunglasses, and a whistle. These were the basic requirements.