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

"Mr. Jin, this is the group's financial statement for the last quarter."

As Lin Jing put down the documents, she glanced at Jin Xinghan's phone and saw a secretly taken photo.

The angle was awkward, and the two people's faces weren't captured in the photo.

But Lin Jing immediately recognized that the people in the photo were Tang Xia and Liang Jingfang.

The two people stood very close to each other by the railing on the rooftop.

But because of the camera angle, nobody knew what they were doing.

This also gives rise to endless imagination.

Lin Jing quickly looked away.

Jin Xinghan leaned back in his chair, flipping through the documents she had just handed him.

You couldn't read any emotion from his face.

But Lin Jing knew that Jin Xinghan must be angry at this moment.

"Mr. Jin, would you like to have Miss Tang come up here for a moment?"

Jin Xinghan abruptly stopped turning the page.

He glanced up at Lin Jing, his tone indifferent: "What? You miss her?"

Lin Jing gave an awkward smile.

How could she dare?

On the rooftop.

The moment Liang Jingfang's hand touched her, Tang Xia dodged backward.

"Mr. Liang, I'm fine, it won't interfere with my work."

Liang Jingfang's hand froze in mid-air.

After a long pause, he put down his hand and sighed deeply: "Knowing you're a workaholic, having an employee like you is truly a blessing for Huanyu."

As he spoke, Liang Jingfang reached into his pocket for cigarettes.

After this interruption, Tang Xia's mood wasn't as bad as before.

She asked, "You're not going to leave Zhiruo there alone, are you?"

"So what?" Liang Jingfang didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all: "It's just an ordinary project, she can handle it."

A faint look of disdain appeared on Tang Xia's face.

As expected of him, he's terrifyingly straight.

Liang Jingfang lit a cigarette and said to her, "Alright, go back to work. The project over there is almost finished; I should be back tomorrow. As for Qiao Zhinuan—"

“It’s okay, I can handle it,” Tang Xia interrupted him.

"alright."

Realizing that Tang Xia was clearly distancing herself from him, Liang Jingfang didn't say anything more and waved for her to leave.

Tang Xia remained calm throughout the afternoon.

The constant @mentions in the chat group were still a bit annoying to her.

It started when a colleague suggested in a group chat that we all go to the hospital to visit Qiao Zhinuan.

Although she had only been there a short time, she treated everyone to milk tea and meals, and with her sweet words, calling everyone "brother" and "sister," many people agreed to join her.

I don't know who it was, but suddenly they made a sarcastic remark.

Shouldn't someone take the lead? Why are they still hiding like a coward and refusing to come out?

【That’s right. 】

[I'm talking about you, @TangXia.]

Immediately afterwards, everyone kept tagging her.

If this weren't a work group, Tang Xia would have left long ago.

It's finally time to get off work.

Tang Xia took a taxi home.

As soon as she entered the door, Aunt Ruan told her that Jin Xinghan wouldn't be coming home for dinner today.

"It seems he suddenly has some kind of dinner engagement."

Tang Xia was slightly taken aback.

For some reason, the fact that Jin Xinghan didn't come home for dinner caused her much more emotional turmoil than the bullying she experienced at the company during the day.

Aunt Ruan noticed her expression; she seemed somewhat disappointed.

He patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, "It's okay. Xinghan has always been very busy. He certainly didn't not come back on purpose. But since he's not home, don't bother with the cooking. I'll do it tonight."

Tang Xia smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, Aunt Ruan, I'm not tired."

She put down her bag and went back into the kitchen.

Aunt Ruan looked at her thin back and sighed helplessly.

Jin Xinghan got home close to midnight.

He raised his hand to his stomach, his brow furrowed.

Although given his status, no one would deliberately force him to drink.

But recently, he's become too picky about Tang Xia's cooking, and he can't eat a single dish from a table full of food.

This also resulted in him not eating much all night.

As Jin Xinghan walked down the second-floor corridor, he suddenly noticed that the light in Tang Xia's room was still on.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

It's already this late...

Just then, Tang Xia's door suddenly opened from the inside.

Tang Xia didn't expect Jin Xinghan to be standing at the door.

The two looked at each other, and there was a hint of awkwardness between them.

Finally, Tang Xia spoke first: "President Jin, you're back."

"Ah."

Jin Xinghan nodded slightly.

Tang Xia smelled a strong odor of alcohol on him, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

However, this is not something she should be concerned with given her status.

Jin Xinghan suddenly felt a little irritated.

He turned his watch and asked somewhat abruptly, "What do you think of Liang Jingfang?"

"Engineer Liang?" Tang Xia blinked, not understanding why he would suddenly ask this, but still obediently answered, "Engineer Liang is very good. He has strong professional skills. I have learned a lot of new things by following him for the past month."

Tang Xia felt that her answer was probably correct.

Most of them are work-related.

But to Jin Xinghan, it meant something completely different.

The fact that she is a good person shows that she has a high opinion of Liang Jingfang.

With strong professional skills, the two people can have more common topics to talk about.

Indeed, compared to her own disabled body, being a healthy person was more suitable for her.

Jin Xinghan's eyebrows suddenly drooped.

He seemed to be enveloped in a very depressing aura.

"Mr. Jin..."

"I'm going to rest now. Goodnight."

Jin Xinghan's attitude was cold; he stopped looking at Tang Xia and walked straight to his room.

Tang Xia didn't come to her senses until the door closed.

She bit her lip, and suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

What she actually wanted to say was that there was still food left in the kitchen, and if he wanted some, she could heat it up for him.

But... Jin Xinghan's cold attitude still made her somewhat sad.

Tang Xia dug her nails into her flesh, lowered her head, and slowly retreated back to her room.

Although they lived under the same roof, the gap in their social status remained an insurmountable chasm.

"Tang Xia, you must remember your place..."

midnight.

Jin Xinghan was so hungry that his stomach was really upset.

He went to the kitchen in his pajamas, intending to find some bread to eat.

Upon opening the refrigerator, one sees neatly arranged takeout boxes inside.

The box was filled with all his favorite dishes.

It's obvious at a glance that it was specially reserved for him.

As Jin Xinghan put the food into the microwave to heat it up, she regretted that she shouldn't have agreed to attend that dinner party tonight.

What good is it if Liang Jingfang is a good person and has strong professional skills?

It's still because we can't eat the food cooked by Tang Xia herself.

Thinking of this, he took out his phone and sent a message to someone.

The project in City A has been finalized. Don't rush back yet; go to City Y first.

[City Y? I'm not familiar with the business there.]

Those who are capable should be given more work.

On the other end of the phone, Liang Jingfang was completely bewildered.

He has already booked his flight back to S City.

What is Jin Xinghan up to now? Why did he suddenly send him to Y City?