Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 801: Sister Xin Drops a Small Vest (Part 2)

The female colleagues chimed in:"Who knows? She was away on a business trip with the president for so many days without a peep. Did she end up in bed with the president?"

"The president already has Miss Feifei, so why would he bother with her? Maybe she’s just stirring up something to feel relevant?"

"I suspect she used Sister Wu Min’s account to send the messages, which almost got Sister Wu Min fired."

"I heard that Sister Wu Min only asked a couple of extra questions during the interview, and she held a grudge because of that. When Sister Wu Min left yesterday, she warned us to watch out for her."

"Absolutely, we lawyers rely on talent, not looks. She’s corrupting the ethos of our firm!"

"Such a vixen is just a disgrace to women."

"I don’t even want to breathe the same air under the same sky as her..."

They were passionately discussing.

Suddenly.

The innermost stall in the restroom opened with a "bang—".

Then, Xiao Bailu emerged, chin raised, and sneered: "Why did you stop talking?"

The female colleagues looked awkward.

Being caught gossiping behind someone’s back—what a bitter taste...

Xiao Bailu leisurely turned on the tap, but her demeanor suggested she wanted to unscrew the heads of those gossiping about her: "I’m a disgrace to women? Hah, sorry, having both looks and talent is indeed a burden. It’s hard for me to decide which to rely on for a living. But, if someone doesn’t want to breathe the same air as me, I have a suggestion—you’re free to leave. Just go somewhere I am not."

She started off charmingly with a smile, but the word "leave" showed her usual arrogance.

The female colleagues turned red and pale.

They were indeed wrong to gossip, but Xiao Bailu’s remarks weren’t much better, were they?

Someone grumbled, unhappy: "So, are you admitting to seducing the president? We weren’t wrong, right?"

Xiao Bailu rolled her eyes: "Me, seduce him? He’s shamelessly trying to hit on me, okay?"

She was already fuming; things she normally brushed off were things she took seriously at the moment.

She snapped her phone onto the sink: "Open your damn eyes and see for yourselves. Who’s insisting on inviting me to lunch!"

On the WeChat screen.

Huo Tingzun: "Are you free around noon today? Let’s have a lunch meeting."

Xiao Bailu: "Fine."

One was passionate and proactive, the other reluctantly agreed.

The implication was obvious.

The female colleagues glanced at it, exchanged looks, and bowed their heads.

It seemed, perhaps, indeed, it was the president hitting on Miss Xiao.

"Consider what we said earlier unsaid, sorry."

"Sorry."

"Apologies."

The female lawyers were straightforward, they acknowledged the mistake from the gossip they bought into, and apologized to Xiao Bailu.

Xiao Bailu accepted without hesitation, and then, clutching her phone, pushed through the crowd and walked out. Just as she reached the door, she turned back sharply, squinting: "What’s Article 27 of the ’Empire Cyber Security Law’?"

The colleagues were stunned.

Who knows? Each of them had their own areas of expertise, even though they were familiar with certain laws, being directly asked about a specific article was daunting, given how vast and numerous the legal codes are.

Xiao Bailu sneered and walked away: "You’re unfamiliar with the legal provisions, yet you have time for gossip here. Hah, women, think about it."