Chapter 402 - A Fine Scene to See (1/2)
Chapter 402: A Fine Scene to See
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Every announcer and host in the broadcasting company wanted to be the company’s pillar, the top female announcer.
However, no one would say it out so provocatively like An Xiaolin did.
Nan Zhi stared at An Xiaolin, who was full of confidence. Her lips curled up slightly, “You’re indeed someone who has mingled closely with Nan Yao. Your ignorant, yet arrogant words are quite like her.”
Anger flared in An Xiaolin’s eyes and she lifted her arm, wanting to slap Nan Zhi, though Nan Zhi quickly caught An Xiaolin’s wrist. Tightening her hold on An Xiaolin’s wrist, the latter immediately felt a sharp pain in her bones.
Although Nan Zhi was not a match against men who knew how to fight, like Mu Sihan or Qiao Yanze, it was effortless for her to deal with weak girls who had no strength at all.
She threw the hand away, seeing An Xiaolin’s face distort from the pain as she said dismissively, “Miss An, please only come to provoke me when you become the top female announcer. If not, I can end you anytime if you make me angry.”
With that said, Nan Zhi walked towards her table.
An Xiaolin’s face paled, her wrist red from Nan Zhi’s grip on her. She suddenly stretched her leg out before Nan Zhi could step forward, wanting to trip her.
End her? She would make her fall on her face first,this arrogant b*tch! It would be best if her head hit the table and disfigured her.
If Nan Zhi had not paid any attention, if she did not walk with her head held high, she would definitely have been tripped by An Xiaolin. There were several connected office tables with sharp edges and corners in front of her, and she would have injure her face if she fell head first.
Nan Zhi did not think that An Xiaolin would be so vicious. She could endure it when she constantly talked behind her back in the office and talked badly on her to their bosses.
However, she could not endure this any longer. People like this needed to be taught a lesson.
Her feet lifted a little, though she did not trip. Instead, she stepped on An Xiaolin’s leg that wanted to trip her, without any hesitation.
Since Nan Zhi was wearing high-heels, An Xiaolin immediately howled in pain after Nan Zhi stepped on her. She teared up from the pain, as she squatted on the floor with a pale face, quickly retracting her leg.