"Two cups, does it really take this long? If a coffee shop took this long to make a cup of coffee, it would’ve gone out of business by now!"
Qin Mu glanced at her, and although her voice wasn’t loud, each word pierced Zhang Hongyun’s heart like a knife.
"But I’m not a professional barista after all!"
Zhang Hongyun’s voice was very low, but having rarely faced grievances growing up, she couldn’t help but quietly retort.
Qin Mu knew, for her to humble herself this much, she was already making a big concession.
The malicious spouse she once saw in TV dramas, she was now playing that role herself, and with such ease.
Qin Mu chuckled, "Then put down the coffee and leave. But next ti, don’t say you’re not a professional; such an excuse is really la. Being able to make coffee should be the most basic skill for a professional secretary-assistant. If you can’t, practice more at ho!"
Don’t put your mind where it doesn’t belong.
"I understand!"
Zhang Hongyun answered submissively with her head down, then turned around. She couldn’t help but glance at Mu Yichen, but Mu Yichen’s gaze was fixed on Qin Mu, making her feel strongly uncomfortable.
No matter how Qin Mu treated her, Mu Yichen wouldn’t utter a single word in protest.
Considering that this was Mu Yichen’s turf, and she was Mu Yichen’s employee, even though Qin Mu was the boss’s wife, was it really possible for the boss to not be at all upset with his wife throwing her weight around on his territory?
Zhang Hongyun thought that n usually dislike their wives being too overbearing, but she couldn’t figure out why Mu Yichen tolerated Qin Mu so much, yet she felt this surely wasn’t because of love.
She figured that responsible n should be cautious in their actions, so his endurance was likely for the sake of maintaining family stability.
Back at her seat, Zhang Hongyun texted Fan Qing to share her speculation.
However, after reading her ssage, Fan Qing didn’t reply with a single word and just focused on her work.
Many friends who grew up together were forced to separate at so point, or perhaps they weren’t that different, and it was indeed ti to part ways!
Even if they ca to the city together, when they realized they weren’t on the sa path and might even be a burden to each other...
Fan Qing chose to leave.
So, she had to find a place to live; she could no longer live with Zhang Hongyun, serving that pampered princess like a nanny. She needed to gain new understanding, starting from the bottom, and climb slowly upwards. Perhaps being too practical wasn’t beneficial for her; she needed to take one step at a ti to establish herself in this place.
This was what Tan Yiwen told her the previous day, and she had absorbed it all overnight.
And when Zhang Hongyun hadn’t received a reply from Fan Qing for a long ti, she couldn’t help but frown at her phone and sent another ssage, to which Fan Qing replied, "In a eting!"
Zhang Hongyun reluctantly put down her phone, turned her head to look at Xi ng, and suddenly rembered the gift she shopped for with Tan Yiwen last evening. Although it was originally a gift she requested from Tan Yiwen, now she could only give it away.
"Sister Xi ng, I saw a bag while shopping yesterday. I thought the color was a bit too mature for , but it seems like you often carry bags of this color, so I thought I’d give it to you!"
As Zhang Hongyun spoke, she took out a beautiful white box from under her desk. Inside was a wine-red square bag.
"It does seem like my style, but how can I just accept your gift like that?"
Xi ng glanced at it and smiled, asking her.
"We’ve worked together for so long, and you’ve taken such good care of , so of course you can accept it. Conversely, if you don’t accept, I’ll feel like you dislike ."
At the end of her words, Zhang Hongyun couldn’t help but bite her lip, sowhat playfully.
"Well, alright then, I actually quite like it! Thank you!"
Seeing her sincerity, Xi ng accepted the gift.
It appeared to be newly bought, and its price must be at least five figures.
"Sister Xi ng, you’re really wonderful!"
Zhang Hongyun shyly said to Xi ng.
Xi ng maintained her professional smile but didn’t linger over the bag. Instead, she quietly said, "Get to work now!"
"Xi ng, co in for a mont!"
Qin Mu suddenly opened the office door, poked her head out, and called out to Xi ng.
Upon hearing it, Xi ng turned her head. Qin Mu had already gone back inside.
"You should go, say so good things for , it seems the boss’s wife doesn’t like very much!"
Zhang Hongyun quietly said to her.
"Alright!"
Xi ng stood up and went to the CEO’s office. Qin Mu was already seated on the sofa, having let her long hair down.
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