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

The studio is progressing smoothly.

Tang Xia quickly recruited a designer who had been working in the interior design industry for many years, thanks to a recommendation from an alumnus.

The moment she pushed open the door and stepped into the duplex, she knew that this was where she would live in the future.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Chen Shuangshuang, with her hair in a ponytail, stood up from her chair.

"Hello, my name is Cheng Qian, I'm here for an interview."

Upon first hearing the name, Chen Shuangshuang was somewhat confused.

But then, she immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Professor Cheng! Are you really Cheng Qian? I even attended one of your lectures before!"

Cheng Qian was finding it hard to handle this overly enthusiastic little girl.

Although she is almost forty years old, she still maintains her elegance and grace.

He put down his black tote bag and slowly asked, "Thank you. Is Tang Xia here?"

"Yes, I'm upstairs. I'll take you there!"

Chen Shuangshuang led Cheng Qian up to the second floor.

Throughout the journey, Cheng Qian kept looking around the office.

It looks very new and young.

It was completely different from the design institute she had worked at before.

There were several desks on the second floor, but currently only Tang Xia and another young man who didn't look very old were there.

"Sister Xia, Teacher Cheng Qian has arrived."

Tang Xia looked up from the computer screen.

He immediately stood up and greeted them with a smile.

"Welcome, Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Qian smiled and nodded at her, her tone full of praise: "You guys are doing very well. Here, this is my resume."

Tang Xia was flattered by her formality.

"Professor Cheng, your presence alone is an honor to my humble abode. Why did you bring your resume?"

"Everything must follow procedures. Only by following procedures can we avoid making mistakes."

To those who don't know her, Cheng Qian might seem a bit stubborn.

But Tang Xia greatly admired her for sticking to her principles.

"This way, Teacher Cheng." After saying that, he instructed the girl, who was still blinking her starry eyes, "Shuangshuang, make Teacher Cheng a cup of tea."

"Okay, Sister Xia."

Because the studio is in its early stages, some miscellaneous tasks are shared among several people.

Originally, Chen Shuangshuang chose a cleaning job because of her sensitive personality and reluctance to communicate with others. It was Tang Xia who insisted on arranging her for the front desk position.

After a few days of practice, she really wasn't so timid anymore.

Tang Xia told her, "Being introverted is not a flaw. You may not like talking to people, but you can't be afraid."

Now, Chen Shuangshuang is slowly beginning to understand what she meant.

In conversations with Cheng Qian, she basically controlled the topic.

But Tang Xia benefited greatly from it.

The other party's perspective on the industry was something she couldn't obtain no matter how much information she consulted.

The two quickly finalized their salary and benefits.

"Teacher Cheng, you can rest at home for a few more days and come back when the studio is officially open."

During the conversation, Tang Xia learned that Cheng Qian had recently divorced her husband.

As for what happened, she declined to ask further.

But in situations like this, it's good to give her more time to heal her wounds.

Cheng Qian gave a wry smile.

But then I felt relieved.

"Okay, I'll do as you say, but you can contact me anytime if you have any questions."

"Thank you, Teacher Cheng."

Not long after Cheng Qian left, it was lunchtime.

Chen Shuangshuang walked to the table of the young man who was engrossed in his work, bent her fingers and tapped it: "Come on, let's go buy food."

The young man then looked up from the design drafts.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Chen Shuangshuang couldn't help but sigh.

I thought I was already pretty cool, but I didn't expect that the people Tang Xia recruited would be even cooler than the last.

"Sister Xia, we're going to buy food. Send me what you want to eat on my phone."

"it is good."

Tang Xia was organizing the new ideas that had just emerged from her conversation with Cheng Qian.

Her studio certainly has many areas that need improvement.

Not long after, she suddenly heard a knock on the door downstairs.

Tang Xia glanced at the time.

It's only been less than ten minutes since Chen Shuangshuang and the others left; they shouldn't be back so soon.

Could it be that you've forgotten something?

Just then, the knocking from downstairs got louder and louder.

She could also faintly hear insults.

Tang Xia then realized that something was wrong.

As soon as I pushed open the office door, a familiar yet repulsive voice came through.

"Tang Xia! You come out here! You wicked devil! You murderer!"

When Tang Xia went downstairs, she saw Qiao's mother, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, squatting on the ground outside the door, banging on the door with a broom.

Beside her was Qiao's father, who also looked distressed.

Upon seeing Tang Xia, the two of them went berserk, unleashing a torrent of curses: "You ruined my son, you ruined me, isn't that enough? You only feel satisfied when you see our family destroyed? Let me tell you, if anything happens to Zhi Nuan, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

Seeing that they were emotional, Tang Xia did not dare to open the door easily.

But I patiently tried to hear what they were saying.

In the conversation, it seemed that Qiao Zhinuan was mentioned.

“I haven’t seen Qiao Zhinuan since I left Huanyu. Even if something really happened to her, you shouldn’t be looking for me.”

At this moment, Tang Xia still thought that this was just another trick by the Qiao family.

After all, they've used this tactic many times before.

Until, Qiao's mother fainted from crying at the door.

Tang Xia couldn't bear it in the end and opened the door.

When Qiao's father saw her come out, he swung his cane and smashed it hard against Tang Xia.

Tang Xia winced in pain.

But I didn't have time to deal with him.

She helped Qiao's mother into the house, then immediately took out her phone and dialed 120.

Unexpectedly, Qiao's father rushed over and snatched her phone.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to call for help?"

"Didn't you see how Mom is?" Tang Xia couldn't help but roll her eyes. "I'm calling 120!"

But Mr. Qiao still didn't believe it.

Just then, Qiao's mother calmed down and slowly woke up.

Mr. Qiao simply stuffed Tang Xia's phone into his pocket.

"My wife is awake. She doesn't need your fake kindness. You'd better tell the truth right now, or we'll call the police!"

For the first time, Tang Xia felt that communicating with people was so difficult.

She rubbed her hair, then slumped into a chair, somewhat annoyed. "What happened? You just said Qiao Zhinuan is missing? Isn't she at work?"

Qiao's mother suddenly started wiping away tears again: "Today, the company's HR suddenly called me and said that Zhi Nuan has been absent from work for almost a week and cannot be reached by phone. If she does not return to work soon, they will fire her."

Tang Xia suddenly laughed in anger.

"So, Qiao Zhinuan has been out of contact with you for almost a week, and none of you have contacted her during this time, is that right?"

Faced with Tang Xia's questioning, Qiao's parents looked at each other in bewilderment.

I didn't dare say another word.