Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 299 - 312: The Battle for the Seat

The few people around who initially disdained her outfit didn’t say a word. Who dared to question the BOSS’s taste?

Even Yun Xi secretly regretted her earlier rashness. Mocking the BOSS’s taste as that of a nouveau riche? Was she tired of living?

Zhuang Heng looked at Su Xingyu, whose delicate fair skin complemented her evening gown of rose hues, like clouds and smoke. The gown was adorned with diamonds interspersed among the satin and gauze, accentuating her elegance and nobility, making her dazzlingly beautiful.

So, this is the kind of style Lu Shifeng likes his girlfriend to wear?

Did she dress too plainly today?

Zhuang Heng was torn; on one side, her heart ached, and on the other, she worried that her ordinary attire wouldn’t catch Lu Shifeng’s eye. Boundless jealousy mixed with anxiety, like a smoldering fire within her. She forced herself not to lose composure and said lightly, "Is that so? How come I remember Shifeng has always had great taste? His usual attire is simply black, white, and gray, yet the dress he picked for you is so extravagant? Xingyu, perhaps you chose the wrong dress and used Shifeng’s name as an excuse."

This was a rather hurtful implication.

Originally, no one thought in this direction, but now hearing Zhuang Heng, it seemed to make some sense.

They couldn’t really go ask Lu Shifeng, so they simply lingered their glances on Su Xingyu, speculating on the truth.

Su Xingyu was annoyed, her voice slightly cold, "Miss Zhuang, what happens between me and Shifeng seems to have nothing to do with you, does it? As an outsider, you shouldn’t make wild guesses."

The term "outsider" was quite offensive.

Zhuang Heng finally couldn’t help but change her expression, but she was choked up and unable to speak.

Su Xingyu, still angry, didn’t want to deal with her any longer, so she pulled out a chair next to her to sit.

Unexpectedly, someone stopped her.

It was Yun Xi, "Hey, look before you sit! That’s the chief’s seat, reserved for Miss Zhuang!"

Su Xingyu was slightly taken aback, then noticed the chair she was about to sit in faced the stage for the annual meeting, the second-best position at the round table—the best being the one next to her, which had Mr. Yang’s usual cup on it, clearly reserved for him. She sneered, with some provocation, "Chief? I wasn’t aware that the photography center’s chief was evaluated this way. But this year, it might not be Miss Zhuang?"

Zhuang Heng also smiled slightly, "If not me, could it be you?"

"May I ask if Miss Zhuang saved a plane this year, expanded Edge’s influence, or boosted Edge Camera sales?" Su Xingyu pressed on, "It shouldn’t come down to relying on seniority rather than real skills to grab a position, should it?"

Zhuang Heng was angry at her words, yet upon reflection, indeed had no significant achievements to show this year.

Over the past year, Su Xingyu had been in the limelight, overshadowing Zhuang Heng in several matters at Edge, embarrassing her greatly. But Zhuang Heng had to assert herself, "I’ve always been the chief, and you’re just a rising star."

With little confidence.

Su Xingyu wouldn’t relent, just watching her coldly.

On the other side of the hall, Mr. Yang was walking over. Before he got close, his assistant Anna hurried to report the conflict between Su Xingyu and Zhuang Heng.

Mr. Yang, with sweat on his forehead, thought that these two girls had clashed all the way from the department to the annual meeting! From afar, seeing their standoff, Mr. Yang dared not intervene directly, as favoring either side wasn’t ideal.

Thinking quickly, he saw Lu Shifeng talking to some executives by the main table and hurried over.

Su Xingyu stood by the chief seat. She was determined to sit there rightfully, as today was the last day of the one-month deadline Lu Shifeng gave her. After the event, she feared he might announce the decision about the Qin Family. At this critical moment, whether by contention or seizing, she couldn’t back down.

Zhuang Heng wouldn’t back down either, her well-painted eyes glaring fiercely at Su Xingyu.

She couldn’t afford to lose. Having been the chief for so many years, if a girl who had been at the company for less than a year dethroned her, where could she show her face? Furthermore, wouldn’t it clearly tell Lu Shifeng that her photography skills were inferior to Su Xingyu’s?

Both were determined, standing on either side of the chair, the situation deadlocked.

Su Xingyu was agitated, hesitating whether to just sit down, fearing that the impulsive lapdog, Yun Xi, might forcibly drag her up. It would be unsightly if it turned into a tugging scene.

Just then, she heard a deep male voice—"Xingyu."

It was Lu Shifeng.

She turned her head.

Everyone at the table turned their heads, looking toward the legendary BOSS.

The photographers already seated quickly stood up. Many were facing the BOSS up close for the first time, feeling tense, excited, and thrilled beyond words.

"Hello, BOSS!"

"Hello, BOSS!"

"Hello, BOSS..."

Voices of greetings rose one after another.

Lu Shifeng ignored them, his almond eyes landing on Su Xingyu, "What’s going on?"

Beside him was Mr. Yang, nervously wringing his hands.

The one who believed that BOSS wouldn’t solve the girls’ conflict well, went to invite the BOSS.

Seeing him asking, Su Xingyu displeasedly said, "I want to sit in this chair, but Zhuang Heng and Yun Xi say it’s for the chief of the photography center only, not letting me sit. Shifeng, I don’t recognize Zhuang Heng as the chief."

Zhuang Heng said, "Shifeng, I know Su Xingyu is your girlfriend, but precisely because of that, there’s more need to separate personal from business. Clearly, I’m the chief. I’m not being petty or refusing to give up the seat, but because I’m worried that her arrogance might harm your reputation."

What a magnanimous image!

Su Xingyu was so angry she almost laughed, thinking Zhuang Heng repeatedly outdid herself in shamelessness.

She also looked at Lu Shifeng, "I’m not being arrogant; it’s Zhuang Heng causing trouble."

Zhuang Heng said, "Shifeng, I hope you will handle this impartially."

All eyes at the round table, from the photography center, were on Lu Shifeng, waiting for his judgment.

As other department members noticed the commotion, they turned their attention over.

Lu Shifeng didn’t dwell on the matter further and said to Su Xingyu, "You should let Zhuang Heng have this seat."

This time, it was Su Xingyu who was slightly taken aback, not expecting Lu Shifeng to make such a decision.

While Zhuang Heng, her eyes flashed with momentary delight as happiness flowed through her like honey. She knew... she just knew! Even if Shifeng had other women, he always stood by her. As for Su Xingyu, as a mere girlfriend, meant nothing at all! Zhuang Heng’s smile deepened, her voice growing more tender, "Shifeng, I knew you wouldn’t let me be wronged."