Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Ruan, how are you doing? Have you also rented an office here? I must blame Hiram for that. How could he allow his woman to suffer this? You know, people here are tough to get along with. Not looking after his fiancee is definitely not a gentleman's deed. You must be sad. Am I right?"

Hearing his sarcastic words, Rachel immediately understood what he meant.

She thought in her mind, people always said one couldn't avoid meeting their enemies. Yes, this saying was totally true, she was facing it!

Strictly speaking, Patrick was not her enemy, but Rachel had placed him in her list of people to avoid. Why? This man was too astute to be a friend and he was constantly trying to figure out what he could get from you. He was so cunning that he could get what he wanted.

You must keep your eyes wide open when he was around you. Or he would take all you had relentlessly and cruelly.

"Nice to meet you, too. Women should do nothing at all in your opinion, I see. We have no rights, not even the right of going out to work, right?" Rachel retorted with a smile on her face. She deliberately took a few steps backward from him in order to keep a distance.

Patrick raised his eyebrows upon hearing her. He stood there and looked up and down at her. His eyes were full of suspicions and he was curious as to what was going on, "I believe Hiram is a generous person. But look at what you're wearing, don't you think it looks quite humble as you are Hiram's fiancee? I wondered if you're wearing designer clothes, but apparently you aren't. Then, tell me. Is Hiram too mean to support his wife? You are working because you have a lack of money."

Rachel felt ridiculous upon what he said. She tried not to laugh, "That is totally my choice. I would like to wear what I like, and it has nothing to do with Hiram. It is quite rude of you to compare me with other women when you barely know me!"

Whether she lacked money was not for him to judge. Actually she had got countless expensive clothes bought by Hiram, and they were right there in the villa Hiram lived in. But she was too proud to bring those clothes with her, even one piece from amongst them.

Thinking of which family he came from, it was no wonder Patrick would think of what she wore as humble. For him as well as Hiram, fancy cars and luxury clothes were just daily necessities. But for Rachel, things would become complicated.

"By the way, what I wear has none of your business. You think it is humiliating to wear clothes like these, but may I ask you why? Do I humiliate you?" Rachel turned around and went inside after she finished her conversation. She didn't care what Patrick would say as it was a waste of time to talk with him.

Why did Celine take so long? Had she flushed herself away in the washroom, she thought hysterically!

She walked a few steps and heard something banging behind her loudly. It sounded like something heavy was falling on the floor from above.

Rachel turned around to check out the sound. She saw Patrick down on one of his knees, and there was a man standing behind him, with a black mask on his face and a big stick in his hands. The man was hitting Patrick again and again on his head.

Rachel was frantic and she couldn't help screaming.

What on earth was the matter? An attack? Or an ambush?

toward the man. The man fell to the ground. Patrick moved so fast that Rachel couldn't believe her eyes. One moment later, he was crouching over the man and

to face with me himself? All he is good at are underhanded things like this! It's a shame on him! I will look down upon him forever!

to have an elder brother like him. He is blackening the face of our family all

that another man was approaching him quietly from the back.

She turned her head to look at what was going on, and she saw the shadow of

believed Patrick and she were together? Would they attack her too? She wondered. Then

She shouted at Patrick from a distance and pretended that she could not see the other man.

someone approaching him from behind. The man was almost touching his shoulders. He bent forward quickly, his hands reached up to catch him, and then he threw the man over his shoulders. The other man had fallen on the

fighting. It was so cruel. She

of her. Hiram was straightforward but not belligerent. He always finished the fight

to someone on her phone. When she saw what was happening

above the other man, but he felt dizzy.

looked at the two men lying on the ground, miserably moaning. Then she turned her eyes at Patrick. He was standing still with eyes closed and his hands

face downward. Rachel fastened her steps. She reached out and held him with her hands to help him stand straight, "Are you OK, Mr. Yan? I believe you must go to

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy. There is

shameful thing. Family troubles are not something to be talked about in public places. It's my elder brother. He always thinks of me as the enemy. I'm the most hated person in his life. He has been looking for chances to get rid of me, " Patrick said to her. He let Rachel go and walked a few steps to lean over the wall. He looked up, and took a cigar from his pocket.

had come to H City, and this was not the

or his hands were trembling. She went to him and took his lighter. She lighted his cigar for him, "I know this is none of

up the lighter she passed to him, and put it back in his pocket.

you. Thank you for all you did for me, especially for warning me

seemed that she had shouted at him carelessly, but he knew. If not for her,

him but said

Celine, "Let's

her head repeatedly. She looked at Patrick timidly and then turned around to lock the door. She left the

watched the two women leaving and then turned his eyes to the ground.

'Preston, my brother.

go again and again because you're my elder brother. You're

of the building, Celine kept asking Rachel, "Rachel, dear, who's

brave!