The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The older sales assistant didn’t want to apologize anymore.
But she still had to apologize because if she didn’t apologize, she was afraid that her salary and bonus would be deducted a lot.

Ye Ying looked at the sales assistant who walked in front of her.
She did not hide the contempt in her eyes.
“Weren’t you very fierce just now? You even dare to say that I hit people.
Are you still going to say that I hit people now?”

The sales assistant was in her early thirties.
In the face of power, she had to lower her head and swallow her words, “I was wrong earlier; my behavior was bad, sorry.”

“I won’t argue with you if you have a bad attitude, but you accused me of hitting people.
I ask you again now, did I beat anyone?” Ye Ying didn’t want to give up.
She dared to embarrass her earlier? She should have checked herself first if she had the audacity to offend her!

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The knock on the door interrupted Ye Ying.
“Please come in”, said the manager.
The office door opened, the security guard and the red-eyed sales assistant let Ye Jian go in first.

When she came in, Ye Ying instantly exploded like a cat had its tail stepped on.
She stood up from the solid wood sofa; she couldn’t hold back the grace that was deliberately displayed on her face, staring at Ye Jian with glaring eyes.

Sun Dongqing reacted in the same way.
She stood up abruptly, and when she was about to open her mouth to question, she heard Ye Zhifan’s serious cough, and she swallowed her words back down her throat.

She had almost forgotten that this dead girl was different now!

Endure, she must endure it!

Nowadays, even Old Ye was jealous of the girl and dared not confront her directly, so she had to endure it.
She couldn’t directly scold her like before.
If she wanted to scold, she could only curse in her heart.

“Why is she here? Is she doing part-time during winter holidays? Old Ye, every time the dead girl shows up, our whole family will not have a good day!” Sun Dongqing muttered, staring nervously at Ye Jian walking in for fear that she would do something unfavorable to her family. 

Ye Zhifan didn’t pay attention to what she said.
When he saw Ye Jian coming in, he glanced at the shopping bag with the woolen clothes; he had a bad hunch.