The next day.
When Feng Tingshen arrived at the company, he ran right into Rong Ci.
Rong Ci hadn't known that Feng Tingshen and Feng Jingxin were already back in the country. Caught off guard by encountering Feng Tingshen at the office, her footsteps came to an abrupt halt.
Seeing Rong Ci, a hint of surprise flashed in Feng Tingshen's eyes, but he simply assumed she had just returned from a business trip and didn't give it another thought. Expressionless, he treated her like a total stranger, coldly walking past her and heading inside.
In the past, Rong Ci would have been overjoyed to learn he was back. In a situation like this, even if she couldn't throw herself into his arms, she would have looked at him with eyes full of excitement and happiness. Even if he was cold, she would have smiled and taken the initiative to say good morning.
But now, Rong Ci only gave his handsome face a brief glance before lowering her eyes, the former excitement and joy no longer visible on her face.
Feng Tingshen didn't notice any of this and simply walked away. Watching the man's steady, tall figure recede, Rong Ci wondered when he had returned. But since he was back, the divorce should be put on the agenda soon, shouldn't it?
Having made up her mind to divorce, Rong Ci didn't dwell on Feng Tingshen. After returning to her workstation, she immediately immersed herself in her work.
Half an hour later, Jiang Zhe called with instructions: "Make two cups of coffee and bring them to President Feng's office."
Back then, to make Feng Tingshen fall for her, she had spent a great deal of effort researching coffee after learning he liked it. Her hard work had paid off. After tasting her coffee, whether at home or at the office, Feng Tingshen would only drink the coffee she made.
At the time, she was thrilled for a long while, thinking it was the first step toward success. In reality, she had underestimated how much he disliked and guarded himself against her. He liked her coffee, true. But he only liked her coffee.
Toward her, his attitude remained cold and distant. Therefore, when he wanted coffee, he usually had Jiang Zhe contact her, and once it was ready, Jiang Zhe or others would come to collect it. He never gave her even the slightest opportunity to get close to him.
Only on the rare occasions when Jiang Zhe and the others were busy did she have the chance to deliver the coffee to his office personally. And this time, from the way Jiang Zhe spoke on the phone, it seemed she was supposed to take it directly to Feng Tingshen.
After brewing the coffee, Rong Ci placed the cups on a tray and headed over. The door to Feng Tingshen's office was open. As she reached the entrance and prepared to give a polite knock, she saw Lin Wu sitting on Feng Tingshen's lap. The two of them seemed to be kissing.
Rong Ci's footsteps faltered, her face turning deathly pale in an instant.
Upon seeing her, Lin Wu hurriedly scrambled off Feng Tingshen's lap. Feng Tingshen's expression was incredibly dark as he demanded coldly, "Who allowed you to come over?!"
Rong Ci tightened her grip on the tray. "I came to bring you the cof"
"That's enough, Secretary Rong." Cheng Yuan, another of Feng Tingshen's personal secretaries, happened to arrive. He was aware of the relationship between Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen. He said, "What you're doing is honestly quite tiresome."
Cheng Yuan didn't say it outright, but Rong Ci suddenly understood his implication. He thought she knew Lin Wu was at the company and had used delivering coffee as an excuse to show up and disrupt their private time...
Judging by Feng Tingshen's expression, he seemed to think so as well. If it were the old her, she might have actually done something like that. But now, she was about to divorce him; why would she ever do such a thing?
But they gave her no chance to explain. Cheng Yuan said coldly, "Please leave immediately!"
Rong Ci's eyes reddened, and her hands trembled as she held the tray. Some coffee splashed out, scalding her fingers. Wincing in pain but not making a sound, she turned to leave.
She had only taken two steps when Feng Tingshen's voice drifted out from the office again: "If there is a next time, you don't need to bother coming to the company ever again."
She had already resigned. Even without this incident, she would be leaving the company as soon as a replacement was found. But she knew that no one here cared about her affairs. There was no point in saying anything.
Rong Ci remained silent and walked away with the tray. Before she left, she could still hear Lin Wu gently soothing Feng Tingshen: "Alright, Tingshen, I'm sure she didn't mean it. Don't stay angry..."
Rong Ci dumped the coffee, rinsed her scalded, red fingers under the tap, and then skillfully took out some ointment from her bag to treat herself. One wouldn't think it, seeing how good her cooking and coffee-making were now. In truth, before marrying Feng Tingshen, she didn't know how to do chores, cook, or even drink coffee.
Yet after the marriage, for the sake of Feng Tingshen and their child, she had learned everything. She had invested an enormous amount of time to learn, going from being a disaster at first to achieving perfection. Only she knew the bitterness behind it all.
As for the medicine in her bag what mother who raises her child personally doesn't habitually carry around some basic first aid? It was just that since Feng Jingxin had gone to Country A with Feng Tingshen, these supplies were rarely used. Fortunately, they hadn't expired yet.
Having treated her wound, Rong Ci suppressed the needle-like pain rising in her heart and returned to her workstation to continue working. She had just finished organizing her documents when she suddenly overheard someone say.
"I heard President Feng's girlfriend is at the company!"
"Girlfriend? President Feng has a girlfriend? Who is she? What's her background? Is she pretty?!"
"I'm not sure about her background, but I heard from the reception downstairs that she's also from a wealthy family. She's super pretty and has incredible elegance!"
The two colleagues were chatting when they saw Rong Ci stand up. Remembering they had to go downstairs for a meeting with her, they quickly shut their mouths and approached her with awkward smiles. "Let's get back to work; we can gossip later."
Rong Ci knew that the "President Feng's girlfriend" they were talking about was actually Lin Wu. But hearing this, her face remained expressionless as she left the office and entered the elevator with her two colleagues.
Stepping out of the elevator, they were about to head toward the meeting room when they saw Lin Wu walking toward them, flanked by four of the company's high-level executives. The four executives surrounded Lin Wu, their expressions cautious and full of flattery.
Lin Wu smiled and said, "I've really inconvenienced you managers, having you accompany me on a tour of the company."
Dressed in designer labels, Lin Wu exuded the aura of a wealthy heiress with every gesture. Though her words were polite, she seemed to already consider herself the lady of the house, her politeness tinged with a certain distance as if she were treating the managers as her own subordinates.
The managers laughed obligingly. "Given your relationship with President Feng, we are simply doing our duty. You're too kind, Miss Lin."
"Yes, exactly."
As they spoke, they saw Rong Ci and her colleagues exiting the elevator. Even though Rong Ci's group had already moved to the sides to avoid blocking the path, the managers' brows furrowed the moment they saw them.
"How are you walking? What if you bumped into Miss Lin? You have no sense of decorum at all!"
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