Big Mouth, Plotting Against Susan

Lin Feng had finally quieted down, but Susan couldn't calm down.

Honestly, she regretted coming to work today.

If she'd known, she should have listened to Lin and taken the day off to rest at home.

But now, just as the workday was nearing its end, the company's notorious Busybody noticed something off about her.

Her strange way of walking, and the silver chain around her fair neck.

"Oh! My God!" Busybody shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Susan, are you dating someone?"

Oh no! Susan's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, the very next second, her coworkers all turned to look at her.

That damn Busybody.

Suppressing the urge to slap her, Susan forced a smile and said coldly, "Yeah..."

"Is that so strange?"

"Oh! I knew it, Susan." Busybody wore a gossipy expression.

"Did your boyfriend give you that necklace?"

"I don't remember ever seeing you wear jewelry before."

"That gemstone is huge. It must've been expensive!!"

Susan was furious. She was sick to death of Busybody.

What business was it of hers whether Susan wore jewelry or not?

Busybody deliberately spoke loudly enough for the entire office to hear, and everyone began whispering among themselves.

"See? I told you, Susan really does have a boyfriend."

"Was it that luxury car that picked her up yesterday? Did Susan land herself a rich man?"

"Will she quit her job and live the life of a wealthy housewife?"

"I'm jealous. I heard the car that picked her up yesterday belonged to Stark Industries."

"Could it have been Tony Stark? Ah!!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I heard it was a young guy. An Asian, I think."

"Really handsome..."

The discussion grew louder and louder as Susan stood there helplessly, holding a cup of coffee.

Coworkers! Your whispering was a little too loud!

"Oh! Susan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" Busybody also realized things had gone too far. She put on a guilty expression and apologized profusely to Susan, though she didn't feel the slightest bit guilty inside.

That woman was prettier than her and better at her job.

She acted so high and mighty all day, yet in the end, she'd still found herself a filthy rich man.

She and Susan had never gotten along. Last time, she had begged Susan to give her the photos she'd taken of Superman, but that bitch had coldly refused and given the photos to a new employee instead. Busybody had held a grudge over it ever since.

Some people were just like that. You hadn't done anything to offend them, but they simply couldn't stand seeing you doing well.

"It's fine, it doesn't matter... Go get back to work."

Susan helplessly waved her hand, signaling for her to hurry up and leave instead of lingering in front of her.

"Susan!" Amid the chatter, an angry roar suddenly rang out.

When she heard that roar, Busybody's lips curled into a cold smile. Her goal had been achieved.

She had noticed something wrong with Susan early on, but she'd deliberately waited until John arrived to say something, all so she could trip Susan up.

"Oh my God, it's John."

"It's over, it's over. This is going to be good."

The gossip-loving coworkers widened their eyes. They stopped working entirely and stared at Susan.

John stormed up to Susan with a furious expression, the fat on his face trembling nonstop.

When he heard that Susan had a boyfriend, then considered her strange way of walking, he seemed to understand something.

His rage instantly shot straight to his head, as though he'd been struck by lightning.

It was as if the precious flower he had painstakingly nurtured for so long, the most important thing in his life, had been plucked by someone else.

"How could you get a boyfriend?!" John roared with a twisted expression, frightening Susan into taking two steps back.

"Are you sick, John?!" Susan found it both infuriating and absurd. "What business is it of yours if I get a boyfriend?"

"You!" John was left speechless by her mockery. His fat face turned red as he pointed at Susan and trembled nonstop.

Yeah, why should she have to tell you that she had a boyfriend?

"You! Have you slept with him already?! How could you do this?!" John's heart was bleeding.

"Tell me, are you with him just for his money?!" Blinded by rage, John lost all reason and slandered her.

Slap!

A sharp sound rang out. Susan's face was full of anger as she swung her hand and slapped John.

"John! Are you insulting my character?!"

Everyone stared at the two in stunned silence. The entire office went quiet enough to hear a pin drop...

This was way too explosive...

John was dazed by the slap. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he instinctively tried to explain, "No, Susan."

"You know how I feel about you. How could you get a boyfriend without my consent?"

Susan was so angry at that bizarre statement that she laughed.

"John! I rejected you clearly. You're not my type."

"We're just coworkers!"

"Please stop harassing me. My boyfriend won't be happy if he finds out!"

With that, Susan turned and walked away. Her posture was a little strange, and the sight made John feel like exploding on the spot.

"What are you looking at?! Don't you people have work to do?!"

John saw everyone in the office staring at him in shock, which only made him angrier. He started cursing at them.

When John looked their way, the gawkers hurriedly lowered their heads and pretended to work seriously.

John was like a vicious hyena now, biting anyone he saw. They had no desire to bring trouble upon themselves.

As he watched Susan's retreating figure, John's sinister eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment.

"Bitch, you'll regret this!"

After muttering quietly, John turned and headed for his office.

He gulped down a huge cup of cold water, but his anger did not diminish in the slightest.

Susan was beautiful and adorable, her entire body brimming with the lively energy of someone who had just left school and hadn't yet lost her youthful spirit.

Every smile and frown of hers drew John's attention.

It could be said that Susan was the flower most suited to his tastes among all the women he had encountered, and also the only flower he couldn't pick.

Yet someone else had gotten to her first. To John, it was nothing short of humiliation.

"Damn it!" John roared. He would absolutely make Susan and that so-called boyfriend of hers regret it.

If he couldn't have her, he would destroy her. No one would get to live happily!

John was still fuming when a knock suddenly sounded on his office door.

Knock, knock, knock~

"Who is it?" John asked impatiently.

"It's me."

The door was pushed open, and the person who entered was none other than Busybody, always eager to stir up trouble.

"Flora?" John looked at her.

Flora had countless connections with him and was also one of his informants at the television station.

Although Flora was rather ordinary-looking and had crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.

Flora knew how to handle people, and she was good in bed too. John was the sort who would take anything he could get, so naturally he wouldn't let her go.

"What is it, Flora?" John took a deep breath and tried to calm himself before asking.

Flora stepped forward and sat on the desk. The sight of her round butt made John's mouth go dry, and the anger he had just suppressed flared up again.

"I know it! You want revenge against Susan, don't you?" Flora said.

"Don't rush to deny it! That bitch actually dared to betray you!" Flora pressed a finger against John's thick lips.

"I have a complete plan. Do you want to hear it?!" Flora continued to tempt him. She had John completely figured out; this useless bastard was the kind of person who would repay every slight.

"Oh? Let's hear it." Sure enough, John was tempted after only a brief hesitation.

Flora was tied to him by the same rope. The two had done plenty of things that harmed the television station's interests, so he wasn't afraid she would betray him.

Seeing John take the bait, Flora gave him a seductive smile, pulled out a stack of documents, placed them before him, and began explaining her plan...

As John listened to Flora's plan, his eyes grew brighter and brighter. He hadn't expected this woman to be so clever.

He couldn't help praising her. "Very good, Flora!"

"I never expected you to come up with a plan like this."

John's eyes gleamed as he stared at the stack of documents on the desk.

"And most importantly, with this evidence, that bitch won't be able to escape!"

Flora gave a disdainful smile. "That bitch can't beat us, can she, my dear John?"

"She actually gave up someone as charming as you for some pretty boy. I don't even know what she was thinking!"

Flora shamelessly flattered John. As long as she made him feel good, she could get the benefits she wanted.

This trick had never failed her. Otherwise, with her abilities, how could she have gotten into BBC Television?

"Mm, you're right." John smiled in satisfaction.

When he saw Flora still looking at him without saying anything, he understood exactly what she meant.

A horse couldn't run without feed.

"Fine. I'll talk to upper management. From now on, the job of following Superman will be yours!"

"Now, help me cool off first!" With that, John grabbed Flora by the head and forced it down toward his crotch.

A flash of disgust passed through Flora's eyes, but she did not refuse.

The plan to deal with Susan quietly began to unfold amid the two's conspiracy...