Song Qiao did not enter CK Corporation; instead, she stood waiting outside. Perhaps it was because today’s sun felt a bit too fierce, her gaze drifting towards the constantly moving crowd on the street, experiencing a brief mont of daze!
All of a sudden, she found the experiences of the past few days to be sowhat laughable—her ex-boyfriend’s mother throwing money at her to leave, her ex-boyfriend’s brazen cheating, her estranged half-sister’s cold mockery, impulsively forcing a stranger into marriage on the street, and ultimately, getting married... And now, knowing the other party’s identity, she had to co over for a divorce...
Probably, she had experienced all the lodrama one could encounter in a lifeti in just these few days!
Song Qiao thought that Lu Jingchen would co down by himself, since they still had to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the divorce proceedings later. However, after waiting for several minutes without seeing Lu Jingchen, she was instead approached by a young man she did not recognize!
The young man walked straight up to Song Qiao, dressed in a neatly pressed, immaculate suit, his face adorned with a perfect smile, his tone courteous yet slightly aloof, "Hello, may I ask if you are Miss Song Qiao?"
Song Qiao looked at him, certain she didn’t know this person, but still subconsciously nodded, "I am! May I ask who you are...?"
"My surna is Xu, Miss Song, you can call Secretary Xu!" Secretary Xu casually sized up Song Qiao, finding the girl in front of him sowhat familiar yet unable to recall where he had seen her before. Putting aside his doubts, he gestured invitingly and said, "Miss Song, our President is in a eting; he asked you to go upstairs and wait for him for a while!"
...
Fifteen minutes later, Song Qiao was sitting on the couch in the CK Corporation President’s office, the coffee table in front of her not only bearing freshly baked pastries—her favorite—but also a cup of the black tea she liked!
"Mrs. President, these are the pastries and black tea that our President just had bought, hoping you would like them!" A woman secretary, clad in professional attire, delivered these words with a perfect smile, her every move faultless!
Song Qiao frowned at the secretary in front of her, instinctively correcting, "I am not your President’s wife, just call Song Qiao!" Her tone wasn’t aggressive, but rather expressed a touch of helplessness.
As soon as she had entered the office, even Secretary Xu had started addressing her as Mrs. President—it was a title she truly found repulsive!
It proved that these people must have read the magazine, and they surely knew that their President was forced into marriage by her; no wonder she had felt so peculiar gazes behind her when she first ca up!
The female secretary’s face maintained that perfect smile throughout as she looked at Song Qiao, "Mrs. President, if there is nothing else, then I will take my leave."
Song Qiao, "..." Forget it, it was useless trying to explain herself any further; she could only wait for that man now!
...
By the ti Lu Jingchen ca into the office after finishing his eting, it had already been an hour and a half, and by then Song Qiao had long since fallen asleep on the couch!
The office door opened, with the tall and upright man walking in front, followed by Secretary Xu earnestly reporting on work matters!
Perhaps upon seeing the woman asleep on the couch, Lu Jingchen placed a finger to his lips to signal Secretary Xu to keep quiet, then in a lowered voice said, "You can go out now, don’t let anyone in until I say so!"
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