Chapter 405 - Made His Move

Chapter 405: 405 Made His Move

When Shen Yan heard Song Xia’s words, she shook her head with a smile. “He didn’t say anything. He just analyzed these photos with me. They were photoshopped too much, and there was also the problem of the photos being out of place.”
The anger in Song Xia’s heart couldn’t help but rise. Shen Yan’s casual words were deliberately mocking her, saying that she didn’t have any presence in front of Fu Hang?
Song Xia’s left hand, which was resting on her knee, clenched tightly. She looked at Shen Yan with a cold face and gritted her teeth. “It seems that Miss Shen is very confident, but I want to give you a piece of advice.”
“Go on, Miss Song.”
“Men are always sweet talkers. Miss Shen, you’d better be careful. After all, there are no men who don’t cheat.” Song Xia raised her eyebrows slightly and said flirtatiously, “Miss Shen, you’d better be less confident.”!!
Shen Yan naturally understood the meaning of Song Xia’s words. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she said softly, “Miss Song is right. However, I might be somewhat concerned if it was any other girl. If it was Miss Song, then I think I would completely have no such concerns.”
Song Xia looked at Shen Yan with puzzlement.
Shen Yan picked up her bag and looked at Song Xia with a smile. She then said, “Tell me, how can a person who is used to seeing fresh flowers fall in love with cow dung?”
Song Xia’s face instantly turned cold.
“It’s about time. I should go. Thank you for treating me to dinner today, Miss Song.” After Shen Yan said that, she got up and was about to leave.
Song Xia’s face was grim. She looked at Shen Yan with uncontrollable anger and said, “Miss Shen, is this how you treat others?”
Shen Yan smiled slightly and said, “Of course, I will treat others the way they treat me!”
Song Xia was furious when she remembered that Shen Yan had just called her a piece of cow dung. She picked up the soup in front of her and wanted to splash it on Shen Yan’s face.
Shen Yan was one step faster than Song Xia. She picked up the soup in front of her and splashed it on Song Xia’s face without hesitation.
Song Xia was stunned by her actions. She immediately dropped the soup bowl in her hand and screamed, “Shen Yan, how dare you splash me with soup!”
“Don’t you like to think about other people’s things? Don’t you like it when I give it to you?”After Shen Yan said that, she walked out. She didn’t care what Song Xia said behind her. After all, she didn’t want to embarrass herself further here.
Song Xia wiped the soup stains on her face with a tissue. When Shen Yan was far away, she remembered that she didn’t splash the soup on Shen Yan just now. It was a great shame!
The meal had lasted for half an hour. From the moment Shen Yan sat across from her, she had been eating blandly.
At first, she felt fearless. After all, Song Xia thought that those photos in her hands would rile Shen Yan up. However, she had never expected that Shen Yan would turn the tables on her.
When Song Xia recalled the situation just now, a trace of hatred flashed across her eyes. Shen Yan was too arrogant. She was simply lawless.
She, Song Xia, was the favored daughter of the Song family. How could she allow a woman like Shen Yan to humiliate her repeatedly?
If she had not just broken down and lost her rationality, how could she let Shen Yan gain the upper hand?
Song Xia took a tissue and wiped the seaweed soup off her face. The moment she thought about how this soup was left over by Shen Yan, she felt so disgusted that she wanted to throw up.
The waiter took the towel over and carefully said, “Miss, here’s the towel.”
Song Xia looked at the waiter with a vicious expression and fiercely pulled the towel over.
When Song Xia saw that the waiter was about to leave, she realized that she should not act so rudely to a waiter. So, she tried her best to remain calm and said, “Thank you.”.
The waiter was stunned, then smiled and said, “You’re welcome.”
Song Xia wiped her face simply and called Qiao Yue directly. She suppressed her anger and said, “Qiao Yue, bring me clothes now. Don’t get me clothes like are all pure and innocent. I’m now…”
After Qiao Yue hung up the phone, she threw her phone aside. After all, she didn’t want to send clothes over.