My CEO Husband Has Some Issues-Chapter 1194: Shadows Draw Closer

"I assume you’re talking about me. It was me talking just now, so when you were cursing someone under your breath from the side, if not me, who else?"

She roughly pushed aside the struggling woman, causing Xia Xue to slightly change her expression and stagger a few steps before managing to steady herself. Only then did she cross her arms and assumed a superior stance.

"Hmph, quit your bullshit. It seems like I didn’t school you enough last time, daring to put on an act in front of me. Let me tell you, I might not be able to sour grapes about Rong Yan, but dealing with you is more than within my capabilities. You better not provoke me, or else those sugar daddies you snagged by selling yourself, I wouldn’t even bat an eye at them!"

Xia Xue’s face changed dramatically, and she fiercely retorted with a lowered face, "What nonsense are you spouting? How have I offended you, that you’re trying to sling mud at me? You claim I have sugar daddies, do you have any proof? I think you’re just disgruntled because the company put you on ice recently, and instead of reflecting on yourself, you bully artists from the same company. I’m going to report you to the supervisor!"

Being put on ice was an eternal pain for Fu Ya, and the fact that Xia Xue dared to bring it up made her grind her teeth in rage. Without hesitating, she slapped Xia Xue and then pulled back her hand, threatening viciously, "Not only do I bully you, I’ve hit you too. Go on, tell someone about it. You think nobody knows about your dirty little secrets? Hehe, those guys you played with have already left videos, and one of them just happens to be a friend of my dad. If I ask him, do you believe your spectacular performances could be all over the internet tomorrow?"

"What did you say?" Xia Xue’s already dark face turned ashen, her eyes violently darting and her fingertips trembling, clearly being cornered by Fu Ya, nearly losing control of herself in fear, "You’re lying, I didn’t do any of that."

Her obvious fear, the fact that Fu Ya wasn’t usually the brightest didn’t mean she was blind, made her even more certain that the rumors and gossips she had heard were true. Xia Xue, this woman, in her attempt to surpass Rong Yan, sought financial backers in the business world and ended up being played by a bunch of greasy old men.

Now that she had Xia Xue’s dirt, she took the upper hand in the argument, her face smugly triumphant as she tilted her chin up, "You can deny it all you want, but you know best whether it’s true or not. In the future, keep your mouth clean for me. When you’re around me, tuck your foxy tail between your legs and behave, and if you dare to pull that phony girl act again, watch how I’ll deal with you!"

If she hadn’t been put on ice, she would’ve loved to take down Xia Xue right away, the two-faced traitor who had stabbed her in the back.

But now she had been put on the sidelines by the company’s higher-ups for internal frictions, so if she went after this despicable creature again, she’d probably be on ice permanently. She was not about to risk her future for a phony girl.

The satisfaction Fu Ya got from venting her anger on Xia Xue was quickly replaced by the frustration of not knowing when her freeze would be lifted.

She soon lost interest in the woman she had just disciplined, who was all flushed and dared not provoke her, turning back to chat with her own manager.

Estelle had watched the drama unfold for free, like everyone else in the conference room, long used to such sights.

Where there are women, there are disputes, let alone female stars. This kind of cat-fight was nothing new in this circle. It’s just that these two were too low-class and unprofessional, baring their claws and tearing each other apart in front of everyone. Whether winner or loser, in the eyes of these old foxes, both seemed like total lost causes. Impatient female stars like these were never going to make it big.