Chapter 37: Then I wish you success.

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After coming downstairs and leaving the office building, Jiang Mian’s mood suddenly sank to its lowest point.

Jiang Zhouyi’s assistant had driven her there earlier, but now she had to trouble herself with finding a way home.

She was lowering her head to call a car when the sound of high heels gradually approached. She looked up and, sure enough, saw a face she had no desire to see at the moment.

Jiang Zhixuan looked her up and down, covering her mouth as she giggled. “Sister, it’s so hot today. What brings you here?”

Jiang Mian furrowed her brows. She could hear the barb in the girl’s words, but had no particular desire to argue.

She lowered her head again and continued summoning a car through the app. Jiang Zhixuan, however, walked directly up to her and lifted a hand to touch the necklace around her own neck.

“Look. Does it look good on me?”

The girl’s voice was coy and charming. Today, she wore a pale-blue dress, its hem fluttering in the breeze and giving her a lively, spirited appearance.

Following her words, Jiang Mian’s gaze fell upon the necklace at her throat.

Diamonds adorned it. At its center was a blooming rose carved from white jade, while the leaves beside it were made of green agate.

It was something her mother had left behind!

Without thinking, she reached out to take it, but Jiang Zhixuan raised a hand to block her, the smile on her face unchanged.

“Sister, that isn’t very polite.”

Her hand slowly dropped. Jiang Mian lifted her eyes and looked at her.

Jiang Zhixuan’s face held triumph, contempt, and the arrogant delight of finally having trampled her beneath her feet.

But in truth, Jiang Mian did not take any of it to heart.

She lowered her head and stared at the hand Jiang Zhixuan had just blocked. Then she gently patted it with her other hand, as though some filthy thing had stained it.

Jiang Zhixuan had clearly not expected such a gesture. Her expression gradually turned severe, looking very much as though she was about to demand an explanation.

But before she could speak, Jiang Mian said, “Jiang Zhixuan, do you really think you can keep me under your feet forever?”

“Isn’t that exactly what I can do?” Jiang Zhixuan tilted her head and smiled. “Or do you think you have some way of turning things around?”

“You should know that I’m Wen Yan’s fiancée now. Wherever I go, people show me at least a little respect.”

Yes, becoming part of the Wen family was a glorious thing. To those who knew nothing, merely hearing the surname Wen was enough to make them assume Jiang Zhixuan was marrying into an exalted family.

In reality, he was only the eldest son of a collateral branch—someone who merely benefited from carrying the Wen name and happened to be born into better circumstances than most.

Jiang Mian gave a cold laugh. Seeing that the car on her phone was almost there, she curled her lips faintly.

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“Since you have so much confidence in yourself, then I wish you success.”

With that, she ignored her and walked straight toward the roadside.

Jiang Zhixuan could not understand her attitude. She was always like that, as though nothing in the world was worthy of entering her eyes.

Jiang Zhixuan hated that calm, indifferent composure of hers—the way she remained expressionless even when the sky was falling.

Once inside the car, Jiang Mian lowered the window.

She smiled and waved at Jiang Zhixuan, who was still standing there watching her. Under the other girl’s furious gaze, the car pulled away, growing smaller and smaller in the distance.

The wind rushed past her ears, its howling leaving her ears ringing for a moment.

Her hair whipped wildly in the air, obscuring her vision.

She raised a hand and pressed it all back down, then lifted the window.

In the quiet space, she could not help lowering her head and giving a self-mocking laugh.

She knew perfectly well what Jiang Zhixuan had disliked about her from childhood to adulthood.

The more unconcerned Jiang Mian appeared, the more she managed to infuriate Jiang Zhixuan.

Compared with her shrewd and cunning father, Jiang Zhixuan was like a foolish girl raised in a jar of honey, never having learned any real skills.

She was indeed somewhat malicious, but her schemes could not truly shake Jiang Mian.

After leaving the Jiang Group, Jiang Mian went straight to her own studio.

Jiang Zhouyi had been putting even more pressure on her lately. Several clients who had originally intended to place orders with her had been intercepted by him.

Some people had hinted that someone had told them not to cooperate with her, and they had no choice but to show that person consideration.

That was how the business world worked. Although ability mattered, sometimes one still had to give others a little face.

After all, Jiang Mian currently had no one powerful backing her, whereas Jiang Zhixuan had Wen Yan behind her. Everyone knew which way to choose.

The matter left Jiang Mian feeling stifled with anger. Aside from hating Jiang Zhouyi for leaving her no room to survive, she could not blame anyone else.

Everyone had their own difficulties.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhixuan went up to the president’s office and angrily pushed open the door to the reception room.

When she saw a stranger sitting inside, she immediately reined herself in and smiled at Jiang Zhouyi. “Dad, am I interrupting you?”

Zhang Qian’an looked Jiang Zhixuan up and down, then turned toward Jiang Zhouyi.

“This must be Miss Jiang. She looks very much like you, President Jiang.”

Jiang Zhouyi glanced at Jiang Zhixuan. Though there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes, he did not rebuke her. He merely smiled at Zhang Qian’an.

“Yes, she’s a little spoiled.”

“That’s a strange thing to say. Miss Jiang is clearly blessed. Otherwise, how could she have won the affection of Young Master Wen? There’s no need for you to be so modest, President Jiang.”

The two men exchanged polite pleasantries, while Jiang Zhixuan smiled shyly.

Jiang Zhouyi glanced at her and gestured for her to come sit down. She immediately nodded and walked over to take a seat on the sofa beside him.

Zhang Qian’an had not intended to stay much longer anyway, and now that he was ready to leave, he rose to his feet.

“I won’t keep you any longer, President Jiang. I still have some company matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving first.”

“Very well. Take care, President Zhang!” Jiang Zhouyi rose to see him out.

When they reached the elevator, the assistant, who had been seated at his workstation, immediately stood and came over as well.

Seeing guests off was hardly something Jiang Zhouyi needed to do personally. Naturally, his assistant took over.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Jiang Zhouyi gave Zhang Qian’an one last smile and nod.

Only when the reflection of his own face appeared on the closed elevator doors did his smile fade. He turned and walked toward his office.

Jiang Zhixuan poked her head out of the reception room. Seeing him heading toward the office, she quickly came out and followed.

Then she stopped at the doorway and waited for Jiang Zhouyi to approach.

Looking at his beautifully dressed, sweet-looking daughter, he ultimately said nothing. He pushed open the door and walked inside.

“What brings you to the company today?”

Earlier, she had said she wanted to start a studio and design clothes. He had agreed, even greeting several people in the industry on her behalf and finding her something to do.

Jiang Zhixuan, however, had never been fond of working. She simply handed everything over to her employees and enjoyed her leisure every day.

Everyone at the studio had been recruited with Jiang Zhouyi’s help, so he trusted them.

She pouted and sat down on the sofa nearby, looking displeased.

“Dad, you have no idea. I ran into Jiang Mian downstairs just now. She’s so irritating, always acting so superior.”

Jiang Zhouyi gave a soft laugh, tinged with disdain.

“No matter how superior she acts, isn’t it enough that you’re the one who wins?”

In this respect, his daughter’s temperament was still far inferior.

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