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

Tang Xia had just returned to her workstation when Song Zhiruo came over again.

"Sis, where did you go? I looked all over for you but couldn't find you anywhere."

"I went to the president's office." Tang Xia did not hide it from her.

"The CEO's office?" Song Zhiruo thought for a moment and finally found the corresponding person in her mind: "Isn't it that handsome guy who always has a stern face?"

Tang Xia couldn't help but laugh.

That adjective is actually quite accurate.

Song Zhiruo didn't ask her why she wanted to go there, but instead shared the gossip she had heard: "Sister, have you heard? It seems the company leadership is going to build a mother and baby room. That's a good thing they've done."

Tang Xia smiled and nodded: "Yes, it is indeed a very good thing. Isn't that what we originally wanted to achieve by studying interior design?"

Although the difficulties women face in the workplace go far beyond this, she believes that in the future, as women's voices grow stronger and their needs are given more attention, these challenges will be addressed one by one.

With her colleagues no longer targeting her and the issue of where to pump breast milk resolved, Tang Xia focused almost all her energy on the library project.

Despite what everyone else in the department said, it was a thankless and arduous project.

Not only are the requirements high and the deadline tight, but the bonuses are also very low.

But Tang Xia only knew that this was her first project, and she had to do it well!

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"Oh my god! I feel like I'm already halfway to the gates of hell, someone please save me!"

After working overtime for who knows how many days, Song Zhiruo finally transformed from the energetic young girl she once was into a workhorse who only tied her hair up and wore black-rimmed glasses.

But such a workload is indeed difficult for the average person to accept.

After spending a few days together, Wang Xiaoyu, who was on the other side, was occasionally able to chat with them.

He adjusted his glasses and said softly, "Working overtime is the norm in the architectural design industry. Didn't you know that before you chose this major?"

Song Zhiruo shook her head immediately.

Of course she didn't know; she chose it simply because she liked the person.

Tang Xia, after learning about it, still chose it without hesitation.

Although it can be quite grueling at times, when a building is successfully completed and will exist for a very long time, perhaps even longer than you live, a sense of satisfaction will well up inside you.

She stretched and prepared to get up and move her stiff body, only to find that their section was the only one still lit up on the entire floor.

When I checked the time again, it was already 9:30.

"How about we call it a night? Staying up too late isn't good for your health. Let's get some rest so we can fight better tomorrow!"

"it is good!"

Tang Xia had unknowingly become the soul and center of this trio.

Most importantly, the other two also had great faith in her.

And none of them noticed that besides the three of them, there was another person who hadn't left either.

Liang Jingfang stood by the office window, observing the people outside through the blinds.

He didn't turn on the light, and he was completely hidden in the darkness.

His gaze, however, remained fixed on the woman with the bright smile most of the time.

If someone were standing opposite him at this moment, they would notice that his gaze towards Tang Xia contained a mixture of disdain and regret.

The three of them packed their things and went downstairs to the company.

Song Zhiruo drove, while Wang Xiaoyu rented an apartment near the company, within walking distance.

Tang Xia opened the ride-hailing app and saw that she would have to wait a long time again, so she sighed deeply.

"Sister, how about I take you home?" Song Zhiruo rolled down the car window and said to her.

Tang Xia shook her head and refused: "It's too late, you should go back first. I'll wait a little longer, I should be able to get a taxi."

The two of them lived far apart, one in the east and the other in the west. If Song Zhiruo had to take a detour to see her off, she probably wouldn't get home until late at night.

Moreover, it's really not safe for her, being a girl all by herself.

"Alright then, sister, be careful on your own."

"Okay, don't worry, go back quickly."

After watching Song Zhiruo leave, Tang Xia began to look around purposefully.

When she saw the familiar license plate, a strange feeling finally welled up in her heart.

These past few days, whenever she couldn't hail a taxi, she would see Jin Xinghan's car a few minutes later.

At first, she also thought it was a coincidence.

But if there are too many coincidences, those two words can no longer be used to cover it up.

The driver, already quite adept at the task, rolled down the window: "Ms. Tang, please get in."

Jin Xinghan, sitting in the back row, didn't even raise his head.

Tang Xia got into the passenger seat and greeted Jin Xinghan, but unsurprisingly, she received no response.

He then thanked the driver, saying, "Thank you for your trouble."

"No trouble, just on the way."

No one spoke in the car until Tang Xia arrived home.

At first, she felt a little embarrassed, but after several days of this, she got used to it.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Qiao Zhiyu when I got off the bus tonight.

But the other party did not notice her.

Tang Xia stood by the roadside, watching the woman in the passenger seat snuggle affectionately into Qiao Zhiyu's arms and then shyly kiss her.

The moment Lin Yiyue raised her hand, something reflected light that stung Tang Xia's eyes.

She instinctively raised her hand to dodge.

The next second, there was a loud "bang" and the two cars on the side of the road collided!

"Holy crap! That's a Cayenne! The repair costs must be enormous!"

Tang Xia paused for a moment, then looked up.

It turned out to be Jin Xinghan's car that crashed into Qiao Zhiyu's car!

Qiao Zhiyu immediately got out of the car and argued with the other party: "How do you drive? I was standing still and you still managed to hit me? I think you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

The driver simply handed over a business card: "My time is precious. Call me directly for compensation later."

"What do you mean? Do you think I need your little bit of money?"

Qiao Zhiyu was so angry that he almost reached out and dragged the person down.

But then, more and more people gathered around.

Some people recognized him.

"Isn't that Dr. Qiao? The person sitting in the passenger seat should be his wife, but she doesn't look quite like her."

Qiao Zhiyu knew all too well how powerful these people were at spreading rumors, and worried that they would ruin Lin Yiyue's reputation. He took the business card with an annoyed look on his face and said, "Fine, you just wait."

The driver gave him a disdainful look.

After driving for a while, he turned around and said to the expressionless man, "Mr. Jin, did I hit you too lightly?"

Jin Xinghan glanced at the rearview mirror; the woman had become a black dot, but he could still recognize her.

She curled her lips into a smile: "It was indeed too light."

On the other side, Tang Xia walked straight over under everyone's gaze.

Knowing full well the answer, he asked, "Zhiyu? What are you doing here? Didn't you say you were working overtime and wouldn't be back tonight?"

In an instant, Qiao Zhiyu's expression froze, completely unsure how to face Tang Xia.

A voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Oh ho, so he got caught cheating by the wife."

The sound of people cracking sunflower seeds immediately broke into a boisterous, laughter-filled atmosphere.

Qiao Zhiyu's face immediately darkened.