"Wasn’t it said before that Song Qiao is the heiress of the Song Group? Now she’s married to the president of CK Group, her status is obviously not simple, how could she work in our company? And just as a small-ti agent at that."
"I bet she’s planning to steal our jobs, you all better be careful. When she cos to our departnt, we’re going to suffer."
"The esteed heiress of the Song Family actually working in our company, I really can’t figure it out."
"Now, she’s also the Young Mistress of the Lu Family, right? Don’t you know how many people are coveting that position? Didn’t you see Weibo before? That popular Actress Zuo Yuqing had an affair with the president of CK Group, I initially thought they were a couple."
"Exactly, when I saw it on Weibo, I thought they were a couple as well."
"But hasn’t soone said? The reports on Weibo were all about the president of CK Group and Miss Zuo Yuqing from many years ago, maybe Song Qiao married the president of CK Group long ago."
"Ah... That’s also a possibility, didn’t you see in the photos how tender the president of CK Group is with Song Qiao? Even though the photos were taken from a distance, soone with sharp eyes caught it."
"So people really do have good fortune, if I were ten years younger, how great would that be?"
"So what if you were ten years younger? Are you thinking of seducing the president of CK Group or sothing?"
"Can’t I have that thought?"
"Co on, just keep dreaming, at least Song Qiao has the title of heiress of the Song Family, and most importantly, she’s pretty. She wouldn’t glance at you."
"Hey, are we still in the sa departnt?"
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Let’s get our makeup done and go, I’m starving to death."
...
Those few really stopped talking; not long after, the sound of high heels on the floor could be heard, then the sound gradually faded away.
Song Qiao had been squatting in the restroom until her legs started to feel numb. Those people had been talking about her, otherwise she would have left earlier.
Out of the blue, she rembered that yesterday she had also heard gossip about herself in the sa spot, leaving her with a full head of black lines, yet still thinking the restroom is indeed a great place for eavesdropping on gossip.
But she couldn’t help being curious - An’an had told her that the two won who gossiped about them yesterday were not looking so good after seeing the news today.
It really felt like a ’slap in the face’; those two won today saw her and went out of their way to avoid her, as if they dared not et her face to face.
Song Qiao brooded over it for a while and finally concluded that this must be the perk of professional face-slapping.
Just as she was about to get up, the door of the next stall opened, followed by the sound of flushing, then the sound of high heels on the floor, and only then did Song Qiao belatedly realize.
Soone else was eavesdropping on gossip next door.
She was about to wait for that person to leave before going out herself, considering those people had been talking about her, and it would be awkward to co out now and be seen eavesdropping on gossip about herself.
However, the sound of the high heels ca closer and closer to her stall and eventually stopped right outside, and before she could react, there was a knock on the door.
"Song Qiao, are you planning to squat in the restroom all afternoon, listening to more gossip about yourself?" A voice laden with mockery ca from outside the door, a very familiar sound, but she couldn’t rember who it was for a mont.
Song Qiao stiffened up, quickly pulled up her pants, straightened herself out, and directly opened the stall door. Since she was caught, there was no need to keep squatting; otherwise, people might think she was guilty of sothing.
Although she is not a thief!
Upon opening the door and seeing the person standing outside, her expression imdiately darkened, and she said, "Song Xi, what are you doing here?"
"I’m now an artist under your company, why can’t I be here?" Song Xi’s voice was a bit husky, but it had a certain refreshing quality, as if it had been deliberately trained, which is why Song Qiao felt it was so familiar and yet couldn’t place it.
At this mont, Song Xi stood with her arms crossed, an annoyingly smug expression on her face, wearing a challenging smile as she continued, "What, you’re allowed to co to this company, but I’m not?"
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