After being reborn, the scumbag CEO begs me to remarry him every day.

Shen Yun stormed out of the president's office.

Lin Jing watched her former best friend's retreating figure, but had no intention of chasing after her.

Some people may have unknowingly embarked on a completely different path from themselves.

Not long after Shen Yun left, another uninvited guest barged into the office.

Lin Jing was no stranger to this person.

It was none other than Song Ziling, the eldest daughter of the Song family who had been relentlessly pursuing Jin Xinghan.

She acted as a secretary and stopped the person.

"Ms. Song, do you have an appointment?"

Song Ziling had never liked this glamorous secretary.

She always thought that the first thing she would do after becoming the president's wife of the Jin Group was to fire her.

Song Ziling was arrogant and domineering.

Unfortunately, he wasn't tall enough, so even wearing 10-centimeter high heels, he still had to look up at Lin Jing.

"I need an appointment to see Brother Xinghan? Do you know that we are engaged?"

Lin Jing gave a forced smile: "I know, but an appointment is still required, that's the rule. I'm just a lowly secretary, Miss Song, please don't make things difficult for me."

Seeing that Lin Jing was unmoved by reason, Song Ziling couldn't help but stomp her foot.

But then she came up with another idea.

"As Xinghan's secretary, you must know Tang Xia, right? Tell me about her, and I promise I won't make things difficult for you anymore."

Unsurprisingly.

They really came to inquire about Tang Xia.

Since Jin Xinghan made a high-profile appearance with Tang Xia last night, this is already the umpteenth person to come to her asking for information.

Fortunately, she had already prepared a versatile set of talking points.

"I'm sorry, this is Mr. Jin's private matter, and I don't know much about it."

The implication was that there was nothing to say.

"You!" Song Ziling was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode.

Song Zhiruo and Lin Jing, one after another, all protected Tang Xia.

It was as if someone had drugged me.

Outraged, Song Ziling rolled her eyes and, taking advantage of Lin Jing's inattention, rushed past her.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, the office door was pushed open from the inside.

Song Ziling crashed directly into it.

With a loud "thud," her forehead slammed directly into the glass.

The person who pushed open the door was also shocked.

"No, no, who is this person? Are they trying to stage an accident to extort money?"

"Dr. Wen, this is Miss Song Ziling from the Song Group. She's probably here to see President Jin."

As she spoke, Lin Jing also gave Wen Qi a meaningful look.

Wen Qi quietly gave her an OK sign.

He coughed lightly and said in a serious tone, "I just finished examining Mr. Jin. He's not feeling well and needs to rest. Miss Song, please come back another day."

Song Ziling knelt on the carpet, her hands covering her head, tears welling up in her eyes from the pain.

When Wen Qi passed by her, he almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Song Ziling ultimately failed to meet Jin Xinghan.

But after pursuing him for so long, how could she possibly give up so easily?

Since we can't find a breakthrough with Jin Xinghan, let's start from another side.

Song Ziling has many more tricks up her sleeve.

Back home, Song Ziling immediately found a private investigator online, offered him a high price, and asked him to keep an eye on Tang Xia's every move.

This private investigator is pretty fast.

That afternoon, I sent her a photo.

This shooting angle clearly indicates that it was taken secretly.

In the photo, Tang Xia is wearing sunglasses and a mask, with a bandage wrapped around her right wrist. She is sitting in a coffee shop with her laptop, seemingly doing something.

Song Ziling only just noticed that she had something on her wrist.

The dress she wore last night was covered by pink ribbons.

The design clearly shows careful attention to detail.

"Send me the address."

-

After finishing lunch, Tang Xia, fully equipped with her laptop, went to the largest furniture store in the vicinity.

Since we plan to start with interior decoration, researching the home decoration market is essential.

Although there are companies that can undertake related business.

But Tang Xia's style is that she is not used to delegating tasks to others.

I can only feel at ease if I personally oversee everything.

Although she hasn't worked for a long time, she's not a stay-at-home mom who's oblivious to the world around her.

Watching financial news every day is a regular occurrence for me.

In recent years, with the economic downturn and the real estate investment bubble, many people are saying things like "I can't afford a house" online.

But Tang Xia discovered that there were actually quite a few people buying houses.

Furthermore, a large portion of them are women.

She recorded everything she observed on her computer.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone was watching her all the time.

That gaze was very uncomfortable.

But when she looked around, she didn't find anything unusual.

Just then, she received a text message from Jin Xinghan.

The other person asked her where she was.

Tang Xia casually sent the location.

I'll be there soon.

A short while later, Jin Xinghan's car stopped at the entrance.

Tang Xia packed up her computer and went outside.

Even she herself didn't realize how lightly she walked toward the man.

Joy was mixed with anticipation.

When Song Ziling, who had been watching her from the shadows all afternoon, saw Jin Xinghan get out of the car and deliberately walk to the passenger side to open the door for Tang Xia, she almost crushed the glass in her hand!

Even though countless scenarios told her that Tang Xia was truly different from Jin Xinghan.

But she stubbornly refused to believe it.

"Brother Xinghan's wife can only be me!"

the other side.

After Tang Xia got into the car, Jin Xinghan asked, "Are you tired today? How's your wrist?"

"It's fine." Tang Xia gently shook the hand that was bandaging him, her eyes almost curving into crescent shapes. "Don't worry, I'm just using it for typing, I haven't used it for drawing."

Tang Xia was able to accept Jin Xinghan's concern with equanimity.

Their relationship is becoming more and more like that of an ordinary couple.

The two drove home together.

Aunt Ruan had already prepared dinner.

Because Tang Xia injured her hand, the task of cooking fell back to Aunt Ruan.

Seeing them enter the house together, Aunt Ruan asked curiously, "Why did you two come back together? Did you bump into each other on the way?"

Tang Xia first looked up at Jin Xinghan before saying somewhat shyly, "No, Xinghan came to pick me up specifically."

"Oh, to pick you up... um?" Aunt Ruan repeated the sentence before realizing something was wrong.

Her gaze swept back and forth between the two of them.

The final blow sealed the deal.

"You two, is something going on?"

Tang Xia didn't speak, but gently bit her lip, her smile shy.

"Are you two together?!"

Aunt Ruan became even more certain of her own thoughts.

This time, Tang Xia and Jin Xinghan nodded together.

Furthermore, they held hands tightly in front of Aunt Ruan.

For some reason, Aunt Ruan was so happy that she wanted to cry.

Both of these children have lost their parents.

At this moment, it's good that I can be a witness for them.

She wiped away her tears and kept nodding, saying, "Okay, very good..."