NOVPUBChapter 129: 129. Don’t call her ‘wife’ if she’s not your wife.
Chapter 129: 129. Don’t call her ‘wife’ if she’s not your wife.
As soon as the door closed, her tears started to fall. Chen Tian, sitting in the adjacent assistant’s room, was taken aback when he saw a crying Song Qinghuan: “Madam, you…”
“I’m not your madam, don’t go around calling me that!” Qinghuan yelled and promptly ran towards the elevator.
She didn’t know why, but her heart felt so heavy, so heavy.
It was like she was helplessly infatuated with a flower, the most beautiful one in the world, perched on the edge of a great cliff. She wanted to pick it but was too afraid of falling.
This hesitation made her increasingly attached, increasingly fond, but it also made her realize that the flower was proud, not wishing to be plucked by anyone.
It only liked to bloom where it grew, and whoever tried to forcefully pluck it would face the consequence of falling into the great abyss.
She returned to the HR Department with tears in her eyes, but did not go inside the office; instead, she went to the bathroom.
After closing the stall door, she sat on the toilet, hugged her knees, buried her head in them, and began sobbing.
She didn’t dare to break down into heavy sobbing, not allowing herself to cry freely for no reason in particular, simply because she felt it was unworthy.
Although Qinghuan thought nobody knew about her crying, people in the bathroom saw her at the time. So, within an hour, the news that she ran out of the president’s office crying spread throughout the entire company.
Everyone knew that Song Qinghuan cried and ran away after being scolded by the president. Of course, no one would think there was any unusual relationship between her and the big boss.
Everyone would only believe that Song Qinghuan was introduced by the general manager, but now, she was causing trouble in the company. The big boss could no longer tolerate this and, as a result, summoned her for a fierce scolding.
And warned her not to make any mistakes again; otherwise, she would be told to leave the company.
They spoke as if they were there, witnessing the event themselves.
Those who were close to Song Qinghuan, the kind-hearted ones, were all worrying for her, hoping she wouldn’t be affected.
But there were others who adopted an indifferent attitude, not concerning themselves with the matter. Some were gloating over her misfortune, watching and waiting to see when Song Qinghuan would be kicked out of the company.
It seemed as if the sky had also taken on a somber hue because of Song Qinghuan’s tears.
In the afternoon, thunder roared and the storm raged on. Even when it was time to knock off, the rain had not stopped.
Song Qinghuan was particularly busy that day. Zhao Jingcheng said he would hand over the job of checking the annual employee data to her, and indeed, she was made solely responsible for it.
A tall stack of information was piled up on Song Qinghuan’s desk, completely blocking her from view.
With so much work, it would take her several days to finish, so she had to work overtime.
Fortunately, she was not the only one working late that day. Bai Rubing was there too.
