My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy

Director Lin was actually a very easygoing person, and didn’t put on airs, warmly shaking hands with anyone who came to visit.

Jiang Jiaying said,

“Uncle Lin, my father Jiang Zhengchang, used to work with you, do you remember him?”

“Oh, so you’re Zhengchang’s daughter. You’ve grown so tall, take a seat!”

“Uncle Lin, this is my boyfriend Ding Yiwei…”

Jiang Jiaying directly pulled Ding Yinuo from in front of me, seating him in front of Director Lin.

Jian Jing was anxiously upset,

“How can they just cut in line? They have no manners at all.”

Indeed, many people came today, all with the same goal: to meet this big shot.

But there are unwritten rules in this world, first come, first served.

Jiang Jiaying clearly arrived after us. By all logic, it should be our turn to talk with Director Lin after we had finished.

Her act of cutting in line was thus despicable to many.

But, after all, no one wanted to offend others, so they were angry but dared not speak out.

In fact, Jiang Jiaying had very strong nerves. Despite the whispering comments, she still didn’t care and sat down holding Ding Yinuo’s hand.

She then took out Tianjiao Company’s materials.

“Uncle Lin, this is my boyfriend’s company’s product; their fashion is very competitive. They currently rank first in domestic sales channels, take a look…”

Jiang Jiaying handed over the materials impatiently.

But Jian Jing’s voice seemed too loud, and Director Lin heard it.

He didn’t take the materials from Jiang Jiaying, but instead looked up at Jian Jing,

“This young lady, you were here first, weren’t you? Come over here!”

“Yes, sure!”

Jian Jing was thrilled, quickly pulling my hand to sit in front of Director Lin.

“Elder Mr. Lin, hello, hello. My name is Jian Jing; this is our company’s boss, Song Xiaoyun!”

When I sat in front of Director Lin, he stared at me for a while, appearing somewhat puzzled.

However, he quickly returned to his usual calm demeanor.

He is a very affable person.

Not like other capitalist tycoons who have an air of aloofness and stereotypes.

He looked at the materials I handed him…

Before he could speak up, Jiang Jiaying deliberately passed over a phone.

“Uncle Lin… my dad just called me, saying he hasn’t had a small gathering with you for a long time. If you have time later, perhaps you could spare a moment for an old friends get-together, to catch up on old times.”

“Sure, I don’t actually have much time on this trip. But since he’s so warmly inviting, I’ll go over now.”

Director Lin still held the product materials he hadn’t finished looking at and stood up, conveniently handing the materials back to me.

Jiang Jiaying quickly picked up her blazer, following after him, forcibly blocking any chance I had to speak with him again.

One has to admit, Jiang Jiaying, this woman, was indeed disgusting, aggressive, and very cunning.

I didn’t want to fight with her anymore.

After all, she had a personal connection with Director Lin, and I didn’t stand much of a chance by being pushy.

So I just gave up, mainly because deep down, I also didn’t want to compete with Ding Yinuo.

But Jian Jing wasn’t ready to admit defeat.

She ran up and directly blocked Director Lin’s path,

“Mr. Lin, you haven’t finished looking at the product materials!”

Jiang Jiaying was getting angry.

“Miss, that’s very impolite! Blocking someone’s way like this is very rude, don’t you know?”

“I just want to talk with Mr. Lin for five more minutes, is that okay? Mr. Lin, if you finish looking at these products, you will definitely be interested.”

Jian Jing stubbornly tried to shove the product materials into Director Lin’s hands.

Yet Jiang Jiaying angrily shoved away Jian Jing’s hand.

The force she used was a bit strong, causing the product materials to flutter down to the floor, and among this stack of documents, a photograph drifted out.

Carried by the wind, the photograph ended up right at Director Lin’s feet.

He then bent down and picked up the photo.

But Jiang Jiaying was losing her temper,

“You’re really too much, security! Security! Someone come, take this woman away, she’s gone too far.”

Jiang Jiaying’s voice really did attract several security guards.

Just as Jian Jing and I were about to be thrown out, Director Lin suddenly called out to us, “Wait!”

Jian Jing stopped in her tracks, joyfully holding onto me, and she gave me a look that suggested, could this be our chance?

Director Lin rapidly approached us,

“Whose photo is this?”

Jian Jing glanced at it and then shook her head,

“I don’t know, Ayun, did you put it in there?”

I hadn’t actually seen the photo until Director Lin handed it over, that’s when I clearly saw it.

It was an old photo depicting a young woman with a delicate face, wearing a cheongsam, her plump braids hanging down to her waist, standing under a wisteria tree.

The woman outshone the flowers.

This woman was my mother, Song Xianjing.

My mother was very good at making cheongsams when she was young, and the dress she wore was made by herself.

Recently, for the sake of creating new work, I had specifically dug out her old photos, hoping to find inspiration from her past cheongsams.

Perhaps I was too rushed when I arrived and didn’t have time to remove the photo, so it was caught up with the others.

“I’m sorry, this is my mother…”

“Your mother? May I ask her name?”

“Song Xianjing!”

I said calmly, for my mother had passed away many years ago, and I wasn’t afraid to say her name.

Unexpectedly, after I said this name,

Director Lin’s expression visibly changed.

“Mr. Lin, wouldn’t you like to take another look at our company’s products?”

Jian Jing seized the moment to strike while the iron was hot again. She was really seizing every second to chase the opportunity, I must say, Jian Jing was truly a force to be reckoned with.

Her dedication was admirable, and I truly owed her the Best Employee Award.

But now was not the time.

“Miss, can you please have some shame?”

Jiang Jiaying was already furious, and if not for Ding Yinuo being nearby, she would have leaped up to strike someone.

That little spitfire could barely keep her composure.

However, Jian Jing didn’t spare her a glance, not giving her the time of day, after all, we were no longer the high schoolers afraid of trouble, we were all adults now.

“Director Lin…”

It seemed Director Lin finally relented after seeing Jian Jing’s determined gaze,

“Leave your contact information, I will contact you later.”

“Of course, thank you very much!”

Jian Jing, overflowing with excitement, hurriedly handed over her prepared business card with both hands.

Director Lin took the card, shook Jian Jing’s hand, and then gave me another look before turning to leave.

But Jian Jing excitedly grabbed my hand,

“Look, he took our business cards, he will be in touch.”

Jiang Jiaying sneered,

“Really… clueless, it was nothing more than a polite response.”