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Fire Chief vs. Surgeon: A Tale of Relentless Pursuit

Chapter 486: Rivals Meet with Extra Animosity

Author: The Emperess
updatedAt: 2025-07-27

CHAPTER 486: CHAPTER 486: RIVALS MEET WITH EXTRA ANIMOSITY

Being the greenery to a great beauty, of course I’m more than willing!

It has to be stunning, the breath-taking kind of beauty. Otherwise, how am I supposed to crush that vixen?

Getting off the car, I glanced at the time and saw it was five minutes to the hour.

Neither of us were in a rush, we just walked leisurely.

After all, five minutes was plenty of time to go upstairs to the private room. We just needed to make sure we weren’t late.

Who said we had to be punctual to the minute?

Nor is there a rule saying we can’t be!

Along the way, all the men we encountered were exceedingly gentlemanly; the elevator doors were about to close when suddenly someone inside pressed the button to open them.

Indeed, no matter where they go, beauties are always treated with preference.

....

In the private room, Qu Zhi had arrived half an hour early, accompanied by her agent and assistant.

They say three women make a drama, surely nothing good.

However, I have no idea if these three people together could even measure up to Miss Dai alone.

Taking on three by herself wasn’t unheard of, Miss Dai’s record was always astonishing.

"Qu Zhi, you’d better not slip up later. You’re a superstar--you should know what to pay attention to," her agent earnestly cautioned her.

Qu Zhi, however, was somewhat impatient:

"What am I afraid of? Who dares to say anything about me?"

With the Qu Family’s background in the entertainment industry, it was indeed a significant asset.

Who would dare to say too much about the people with capital?

To say she swaggered around was putting it mildly.

"No one is saying anything about you, but if it blows up, the netizens and fans won’t let it slide."

He was just short of saying the words: please cherish your reputation.

Miss Qu naturally wouldn’t worry about this, as her involvement in the entertainment circle was merely for fun.

If it didn’t work out, she could always go back home and inherit the family fortune.

It was exactly this kind of attitude that had always given her agent grey hairs, yet he couldn’t speak too harshly or too deeply. He often found himself infuriated but had no choice but to endure it silently.

"It’s about time. Could it be that she dares not to come?"

The agent glanced at his watch:

"Two more minutes."

Qu Zhi snorted lightly:

"Even better if she doesn’t dare to come. That would show she’s scared!"

If the official one was scared, should I be afraid of not being able to steal her man?

Plus, that kind of meek and weak woman is what men dislike the most, right?

Hmph.

Meek and weak?

Miss Qu, are you sure?

It really is strange to look for trouble with someone without investigating their background first. So, it’s not surprising if she ends up getting slapped in the face afterward.

There are people in this world that you just can’t afford to provoke.

Even if you have family background and connections, there are always people above you, heavens above the heavens, you know?

As a person, it’s better to keep a low profile.

Being too high-profile invites trouble halfway through.

Right as Qu Zhi finished speaking, someone pushed open the door to the private room from the outside.

The server respectfully stepped aside and said:

"Ladies, please come in!"

Lu Jing and Dai Changwan both expressed their thanks:

"Thank you."

Then they walked in.

When Lu Jing’s face appeared before Qu Zhi, the composure Qu Zhi had maintained until then crumbled.

Her expression twisted, becoming more and more hideous.

Perhaps it’s the inherent animosity between rivals, no need for introductions to recognize who was who?

Qu Zhi’s face stiffened before she finally found her voice:

"Miss Lu?"

Lu Jing dominated the room with her presence, swiftly glancing at Qu Zhi sitting on the other side:

"Yes, I am Lu Jing!"

Her tone implied a challenge: What do you want to do about it? I’m ready to take it to the end!

We’re not children, getting into an argument the moment we meet.

Qu Zhi, regaining her composure, greeted with a forced smile:

"Miss Lu, please have a seat."

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