His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 693 - 195 Pampering (3)_2

"It has nothing to do with the newspaper? Everything I did was for our newspaper."

Le Yuanyuan clarified with a broken heart. In her heart, Zhang Zhiyuan knew everything; she had given so much for the newspaper, even sacrificing her reputation, simply wishing to see the newspaper thrive and hold an unshakable position in Rong City.

As an onlooker, Qin Mu naturally wouldn’t intervene at this moment and was silently watching.

"Yuanyuan, let’s go back and talk about this!"

Zhang Zhiyuan stood up, nodded at Qin Mu and was ready to leave.

"Go back and talk? How can I go back? Didn’t you say you would marry me if I got this exclusive interview? Now you say I have nothing to do with it, how can I go back?"

She kept repeating the words "how can I go back," never having imagined that the man she trusted would see her as so worthless.

"Yuanyuan! Be rational."

The man with the big belly and slight baldness, wearing an ill-fitting suit with sleeves that were a bit too long, yet Qin Mu could still see his trembling, insecure fists.

Was he restraining some kind of emotion?

And Le Yuanyuan, her eyes already blurred by tears at this time.

She thought he would support her!

She believed he would always stand by her side.

But now, he actually came here to tell Qin Mu that everything she had done had nothing to do with the newspaper.

"Rational? Zhang Zhiyuan, I’ve been with you for three years. Do you think I’ve been working so hard just for the newspaper? It’s all because I fell in love with you."

Le Yuanyuan suddenly broke down, crying out those words.

Qin Mu looked down quietly, listening. They should both be around the same age; this Le Yuanyuan was a university classmate of Mu Qingxin.

"I know! That’s why I said we should go back and talk."

Zhang Zhiyuan walked out from the reception area’s sofa, towards her, trying to take her hand.

"Three years of youth, all dedicated to you, to your newspaper, and for these three years, I even gave up meeting with friends... but go back and talk? What is there left to talk about?"

Xiaomei, carrying tea, came out and, seeing the situation outside, stood still.

The other colleagues were all curiously watching the scene; whether or not they understood the words, the changes in expressions between the man and the woman told even a fool that they were arguing.

"You insist on discussing this here? Do you want me to expose, in front of everyone at JY, your efforts to destroy Mrs. Mu’s reputation? Do you want me to tell everyone about the things you’ve been quietly doing lately?"

Zhang Zhiyuan trembled, deeply disappointed with the woman before him.

"Zhang Zhiyuan, you bastard!"

Le Yuanyuan was shocked, and on impulse, she grabbed her bag from around her neck and hurled it at his head.

Zhang Zhiyuan dodged, and the bag flew past his head towards the sofa.

Qin Mu was startled and quickly dodged backward; the bag whizzed past her, eventually landing behind the screen.

Xiaomei, frightened, dropped her cup of tea and immediately ran to Qin Mu, "Qinqin, are you okay?"

"This is not the place for you to argue. If you want to fight or kill each other, please go outside."

Qin Mu stood up from the sofa; although she wasn’t hurt, she was still shaken, and her face turned serious.

Le Yuanyuan and Zhang Zhiyuan both startled at her expression.

"Mrs. Mu, I am truly sorry!"

Zhang Zhiyuan said, then turned back to Le Yuanyuan, suppressing his anger, he sharply warned her.

Although his voice was not too loud, his anger was clearly visible.

Le Yuanyuan, too, was frightened by the recent turn of events. After a moment’s thought, biting back her grievances, she walked towards Qin Mu.

"Le Yuanyuan!"

Zhang Zhiyuan grasped her wrist to stop her.

"What are you doing? I’m going to get my bag."

Le Yuanyuan shook off his hand with a look of grievance, reminding him.

"I’ll get it!"

Zhang Zhiyuan, as if afraid she might do something drastic, turned around to fetch the bag for her.

Le Yuanyuan clenched her teeth watching him walk away, then looked at the glass water cup on the coffee table.

Then she glanced at the man going to retrieve the bag at the window; she strode towards the coffee table, picked up the water cup and, without waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan to get up, hurled the glass cup viciously at his head.

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This woman had such a fierce temper.

And Zhang Zhiyuan slowly stood up from the ground, still holding her bag in his hand.

The cup fell onto the floor with a not very crisp shatter, and blood flowed from Zhang Zhiyuan’s head, quickly increasing in speed.