Chapter Eighteen: Do you like He Hanchuan this much?

y spread throughout the circle. Since the last target didn't work, you shifted your target to my fiancé.""Miss Song's skill at lying with her eyes open is truly admirable," mocked Xiangwan, turning to..."Sorry to disturb your rest." Xiang Wan bowed ninety degrees, her expression calm.

Lin Tiantian hates how Yelan always acts superior. She's just a murderer, so what's there to be proud of "What's with that expression You think apologizing is humiliating Believe me, if I'm not happy, you won't even be able to get a job as a janitor"

"Lin Tiantian, don't go too far!" Zhou Miao shouted.

Lin Tiantian, as if she hadn't heard her words, continued to stare at Xiang Wan, "What about you You should fart!"

"Sorry for disturbing your rest," Xiang Wan bowed deeply, her short hair covering the expression in her eyes. Her voice was still calm.

Compared to those in prison, Lin Tiantian's little tricks are nothing.

Lin Tiantian just wanted to see her get angry. Seeing that she had no resistance at all, Lin Tiantian felt a sense of powerlessness, like punching cotton.

She glared fiercely at Xiang Wan, rolled over, and continued playing on her phone.

Towards Evening drank the medicine and lay down. Her stomach ache was too severe, and she didn't fall asleep until late at night. The next day when she woke up, her face was frighteningly pale.

Zhou Miao said she wanted to take leave, but she was refused. With He Hanchuan's order, her supervisor wouldn't grant her leave.

She drank the medicine and went to her supervisor's office to clock in, feeling groggy.

"You're a whole minute late!" the supervisor's finger was almost poking her face, "Don't expect your salary this month!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today. I won't do it next time." Xiangwan bowed her head and apologized, her large work uniform making her look very small.

Actually, she is 1.7 meters tall, not petite at all. She's just too thin, so thin that she even looks unhealthy.

Then several more cleaners arrived, and she had become accustomed to being scolded by them. They just grumbled a few things, laughed it off, and signed in.

"Next time You want a next time" The supervisor ignored the few late-arriving cleaners. "In all my years working, I've never seen such an unprofessional attitude from an employee!"

Towards evening lowered her head, "I'm sorry."

"Don't you dare say sorry to me! What use is an apology when we still need the police" The manager pointed at her, spitting angrily. "I don't care who you were before, but you are a janitor here now, and you have to listen to me!"

向晚 wiped the saliva from her face, "Okay."

"You're one minute late today, so you'll clean another floor. You're responsible for cleaning floors four and five. I'll check," said the supervisor.

The first floor of the Dream House has almost sixteen rooms. The corridor floor, room floors, walls, and toilets all need to be cleaned, and there are usually two cleaners responsible for it.

Xiang Wan has been cleaning an entire floor by herself these days, which is already at its limit. Now she has to clean another floor added on top of that.

She gritted her teeth, her jaw and back tense with fury, anger bubbling inside her, threatening to burst from her chest.

"Well, aren't you satisfied" the manager raised his voice.

向晚's hand in her sleeve clenched tightly, but her voice remained calm, "No."

"There's no such thing as best, it's all useless!" The manager glanced at the time. "Get to work quickly! Why are you still standing here dumbfounded Let me get you your tools."

A few employees walked past, letting out a burst of laughter.

向晚 lowered her head to get the cleaning tools from the workroom and went upstairs to start working.

"Xiao Wan," two cleaning ladies walked over, one of them hesitated and said, "Floor five is yours too"

向晚 nodded.

"Four or five stories... all by yourself" another auntie asked.

"Hmm." Xiang Wan smiled faintly, "You guys rest. I can handle it here."

Two aunties looked at each other, and one sighed, "Sweeping two floors by yourself is exhausting! You'll never finish it. If you have a conflict with your supervisor, just find another job elsewhere. You're so young and pretty; there are plenty of opportunities."

A-Wai shook her head. If she could leave, she would have left long ago.

"This child…" an older woman sighed, then was pulled away by another.

Xiang Wan was holding a mop and continuing to sweep the floor. Suddenly, a pair of leather shoes appeared in her line of sight, "Excuse me, could you please lift your feet Thank you."

The dress shoes remained still.

She lifted her head, meeting Jiang Qi Feng's amber eyes.

"Welcome, please be careful," Xiangwan said, holding a mop aside and not looking at him for a second.

Jiang Qi Feng looked straight at her, anger churning in his eyes.

向晚 ignored him, took the mop and went to the side, continuing to sweep the floor.

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