Chapter 1302: Karma and Retribution

Xiao Rou cooperatively followed Zhou Chengchen away, and everyone in the restaurant subconsciously and unanimously made way for them.

Everyone was shocked.

Who is the person that the CEO’s assistant calls Miss Zhou?

Who could be called "my dad," "my brother" by Miss Zhou?

Anyone who can get into the Zhou Family, even if just running errands, must have high qualifications—they surely know who’s who at the first moment.

When Zhou Chengchen and his entourage disappeared from the restaurant’s door, whispers broke out instantly.

Chen Youran was utterly dumbfounded, as were the two people who had just helped her look down on Zhou Chengchen.

However, they mostly just felt a stinging slap on their faces. They said Zhou Chengchen’s was a high imitation—what nonsense, could Miss Zhou possibly use a high imitation?

Listening again to Zhou Chengchen’s words just now, their gaze simultaneously fell on Chen Youran’s Hermes.

Miss Zhou said that hers and the one in front had slightly different logos, so which one is the high imitation, does it need saying?

The two were somewhat frightened; they knew they had already offended that Miss Zhou with their words, and if she was unhappy, they could lose their jobs.

Compared to them, Chen Youran’s situation was even worse.

Whether it’s a high imitation is no longer important.

Zhou Chengchen’s last words were like a giant axe fiercely hacking into her heart.

She talked about "four years ago"...

Of course, Chen Youran knows what happened four years ago; she knows better than anyone else.

At that time, she couldn’t stand that the guy she liked could actually be attracted to Zhou Chengchen, was it just because she was prettier?

Moreover, Si Yan had humiliated her so greatly because of her.

Proud and arrogant, Chen Youran couldn’t swallow that anger.

But she didn’t know what she could do until that day at the class reunion dinner.

Si Yan left his mobile phone there and it happened to be picked up by her.

What made Chen Youran feel that even heaven was helping her was that Si Yan’s phone had no password.

So, under the influence of alcohol, she sent such a message.

Si Yan, a boy she loved and hated, Guo Yue, a girl she looked down upon but also envied.

Chen Youran wasn’t stupid; she certainly knew such a trick could easily be exposed, but what did it matter? She believed they couldn’t trace it back to her, and even if it didn’t affect them much, it was good enough if it bothered them a little.

After all, soon everyone will go to college, paths diverge, each goes their own way—what can they do to her?

But Chen Youran didn’t expect Zhou Chengchen and Si Yan would actually break up because of it.

When she heard from classmates that Zhou Chengchen went abroad and Si Yan was going crazy looking for her, Chen Youran felt a bit frightened, somewhat guilty, but mostly there was a sense of satisfaction.

If she can’t get them, then they can’t have it good either.

But now Zhou Chengchen is back.

And with such status.

Chen Youran’s face had already turned pale.

Just now, Zhou Chengchen’s words, the threat was so obvious, how could she not hear it?

Chen Youran no longer cared whether anyone was watching her; she quickly rushed outside, almost losing her composure, and ran straight back to her office desk, opened her computer, her fingers trembling as she started typing.

She wanted to resign, she had to resign.

Her fingers trembled so much that several minutes passed without typing a single word.