She Lost Memory Before the Divorce-Chapter 79 - 00: Pretend, Let’s See Who Acts Best!

Chapter 79: Chapter 0079: Pretend, Let’s See Who Acts Best!

“I’m here to boldly seek a meeting with Mr. Vincent to discuss the possibilities of our brand settling in Sea City. Shengxing Group intends to build the largest flagship store in Sea City, featuring top luxury brands from the IT Fashion Group.”

Sheng Xueqin dropped such a significant olive branch as soon as she opened her mouth.

One should know that although there are flagship stores for top luxury brands in the country, most are in the Imperial Capital; Sea City is also a tier-one city but there’s still more room for such projects.

If this project could be secured, not only would the Sheng Family’s department store become a representation of the top malls in the country, but it could also shake up the rankings of malls in Asia.

Mu Lan looked at her with a face ready to carry the entire event and couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her eye.

What did she mean, acting like she wasn’t there? This was supposed to be her dream lunch with her idol. It was already enough that this white lotus had invited herself over, but now she wanted to take the lead?

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And that authentic American accent; was she showing off on purpose? Alright, alright, we get it, you studied abroad.

“Oh, was Vincent supposed to be discussing business today? Then should I…”

Sheng Xueqin looked at Mu Lan in surprise—was she speaking with Vincent… in French?

“It’s okay, I had already agreed to have lunch with you, so I was being a bit rude.”

Vincent first answered in French, then he replied to Sheng Xueqin in English.

“Miss Sheng, lunch today was my personal time, let’s not talk about business.”

Sheng Xueqin’s face stiffened. She cast a stealthy glance at Mu Lan. What had she just said to Vincent? Although she could guess that the two were speaking in French, she couldn’t pinpoint the exact meaning.

“Oh, I apologize, Mr. Vincent, I was perhaps too eager.”

As she spoke, she turned to look at Mu Lan again, with a hypocritical smile on her face.

“I didn’t expect Miss Mu to speak French. It’s a pity that I can only converse in English.”

Mu Lan raised an eyebrow. The implication was clear: don’t whisper to the idol in French.

If it were any other time, she certainly wouldn’t have let Sheng Xueqin off the hook easily, but switching between English and French was wearing on her idol.

Tugging at the corner of her mouth, Mu Lan casually said:

“No problem, my English is passable. We’ll accommodate Miss Sheng.”

The word “accommodate” didn’t change Sheng Xueqin’s expression, but her complexion did.

What a clever move, Mu Lan. Was she mocking her? It was just being able to speak a few words of French, nothing worth showing off.

The three of them continued their conversation in English, and although Mu Lan’s spoken English was quite fluent, she indeed had a noticeable Chinese accent, which instantly restored Miss Sheng’s confidence.

“Miss Mu’s English is quite good too, just that the accent might have that tiny bit… Nevertheless, for someone who has not been abroad, it’s already impressive.”

Mu Lan was well aware that Sheng Xueqin was offering faint praise to pick at her.

But… with Vincent present and still daring to nitpick, she must be out of her mind!

“So Miss Sheng is concerned about accents? Personally, I don’t mind them much. Language is a tool for communication. What’s important is the ideas they convey. Just like Vincent’s French-accented English, it sounds quite nice too.”

Sheng Xueqin hadn’t expected her to pull Vincent into the conversation, clearly setting a trap.

She became somewhat flustered for a moment and looked at Mu Lan with a flash of sharpness in her eyes, but quickly returned to her original demeanor, explaining as if sincerely.

“Miss Mu, you misunderstood my intention. I was just trying to compliment your level of English.”

Playing innocent? The smile on Mu Lan’s face became even more guileless.

Go ahead and put on an act, let’s see who does it better!

“Hey, I thought Miss Sheng might find my Chinese-style pronunciation hard to get used to after her American-accented study abroad… I was being small-minded. Please don’t take offense, Miss Sheng.”

Vincent’s smile was subtly complex, and Sheng Xueqin, being very sensitive, detected it immediately.

Vincent was actually somewhat eccentric in nature, but as a master, he had his own temperament.

Mu Lan’s remarks had clearly portrayed her as a superficial and aggressive person. Today was supposed to be her first meeting with Vincent about a partnership, and leaving a bad impression on him could potentially affect their cooperation!

Watching Sheng Xueqin’s growing impatience, Mu Lan was leisurely enjoying her dessert.

Wow, the dessert is even more delicious today!

Mu Lan hadn’t failed to see that glare from Sheng Xueqin, as if she wished she could devour Mu Lan herself, yet, out of fear of being too obvious in front of Vincent, she was battling with her restraint.

Sigh, my appetite has improved!

“I should be the one to apologize, for the inappropriate remarks I made.”

Vincent had actually grasped the undercurrents between the two women and decided that it would be best not to get involved in the war between women.

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After lunch, Mu Lan and Vincent arranged their next meeting, and Sheng Xueqin, struggling to contain her anger, saw the opportunity to say she would see Mu Lan off while Vincent waited in their suite for a while.

But no sooner had Vincent left than Sheng Xueqin’s expression changed.

“You did it on purpose, making me lose face in front of Vincent?”

Mu Lan feigned innocence.

“Miss Sheng, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Not knowing? The things you just said were clearly meant to leave a bad impression of me—you—”

As she was about to step forward, Yun Xi appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Sheng Xueqin’s wrist, and performed a joint lock, pinning her arm behind her back.

Sheng Xueqin, her face toward the ground, was bent over like a shrimp, which was terribly uncomfortable.

“How dare you lay hands on me?”

Mu Lan watched Miss Sheng’s pitiful state, fighting the urge to laugh out loud, but she had it coming for provoking her.

“Yun Xi.”

Yun Xi spared Sheng Xueqin a cold glance and released her hand.

Sheng Xueqin stumbled several steps back before she realized that the person who had intervened was a girl who looked quite skinny.

“Miss Mu, don’t be upset. She was just worried you might get hurt, so it was a bit of a reflex.”

A reflex? Sheng Xueqin was so infuriated she could scream; her wrist was red and burning with pain.

“There’s a saying about dogs barking from the back of their masters, and here you have a blind lackey at your beck and call.”

Yun Xi looked at Sheng Xueqin, her gaze as sharp as a cold blade, making her involuntarily swallow nervously.

“You… what do you want to do?”

Look how scared she is, Mu Lan smirked. Just moments ago, she was so arrogant.

“Don’t be afraid, Miss Sheng. As long as you don’t get too close to me with that angry look, Yun Xi won’t do anything to you.

And about your earlier remarks, about dogs and lackeys…

You need to apologize to Yun Xi.”

Mu Lan’s tone turned much colder when she got to the last sentence.

Sheng Xueqin’s face twisted with indignation, her prideful chin lifted.

“Apologize to her? Who does she think she is?”

“She is my personal bodyguard, someone who would spare no effort to protect my life with her own. Why should she be insulted by you?

Is this the kind of upbringing the Sheng Family gave you, Miss Sheng, to be so arrogant and rude?”

Yun Xi’s usually expressionless face showed a slight ripple of emotion due to Mu Lan’s words.

For the sake of Yunzhan, she had protected many people, but never had an employer stood up for her like Mu Lan just had.

And in that moment, it was as if a pebble had been quietly cast into the still waters of her heart, stirring ripples across the surface.