Shi Aoju initially wasn’t angry with Su Jiuyi, because his temperament was always indifferent, and he often displayed a cold demeanor that kept others at a distance. His tone of voice was always mild, which often led people to mistakenly believe he was angry.

But when he saw the text message from Su Jiuyi mentioning going on a blind date, his emotions still changed. The icy look in his eyes took on a frightening hostility, spreading through the air, making people’s hearts shiver in fear.

The office employees dared not look directly at him; some shifted their gaze, pretending to look elsewhere, while others lowered their heads, focusing on the various planning documents in front of them. In front of this extremely dangerous boss, no one dared to even breathe heavily.

"This meeting is over for today."

With one sentence from Shi Aoju, the meeting was abruptly ended, and no one dared to utter a word. They all watched him leave before letting out a long sigh of relief.

*

After finishing breakfast, it was already 10:40. At this time, Su Manning was watering the flowers in the backyard, Su Zhenxiong had gone to the company, and Zhao Shuya was still continuing her card game with her friends.

Zhao Shuya’s luck didn’t seem to be very good today. She had been losing ever since she sat down, and before long, she had lost over a thousand yuan.

"Why don’t we call it a day? It seems like Mrs. Su has lost quite a bit today," someone suggested.

"Let’s play a little longer. Maybe we can win it back," someone else disagreed with ending the game.

"What’s there to be afraid of? It’s just over a thousand yuan. It’s no big deal." Zhao Shuya, in rare good spirits, took a few hundred-dollar bills from her handbag next to her and placed them in the drawer of the mahjong table, smiling as she said, "I’ve beaten you guys so many times before, it’s only fair to bleed a little for you today. Let’s keep playing; if you can afford to play, you should be able to afford to lose."

When Su Jiuyi came downstairs, she happened to hear Zhao Shuya’s words and couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Her laughter immediately drew the attention of several noble ladies.

"Sorry, please continue," Su Jiuyi stopped smiling and said to them casually.

"Oh! Isn’t that Jiuyi? Weren’t you out making big money with your job? How come you’re back here?" The woman who spoke was sitting across from Zhao Shuya. Her name was He Lanxiang, and she was in her early fifties.

Su Jiuyi knew He Lanxiang because, since as far back as she could remember, He Lanxiang and Zhao Shuya had known each other, and the two were inseparable, often gossiping and criticizing others. This also confirmed the saying: birds of a feather flock together.

Su Jiuyi stopped and looked at He Lanxiang, her lips curling slightly upwards, "What conflict is there between making money and coming home?"

"There’s no conflict, but I heard you’ve been working really hard to earn money, even going to places like nightclubs! Jiuyi, places like that are dirty and chaotic, and a girl like you really shouldn’t go to such places. You’re fortunate because of your mom; otherwise, your dad would surely never let you into the Su Family home."

He Lanxiang looked very kind, but in reality, she was very cunning, always smiling at people, yet her words were filled with hidden barbs, as if she wished to stab the other person thoroughly.

Su Jiuyi heard this and couldn’t help but laugh: "Is there anything wrong with working hard to make money? Or do you think that only you can earn money while others can only watch?"