Beijing Marriage Entanglement

The next morning.

The first thing Lu Xing did after resigning was to draft his resignation letter.

After printing it out, she took her resignation letter and knocked on Song Qinghui's office door.

If it weren't for company policy requiring resignation letters to be submitted in person...

She didn't want to see Song Qinghui even once.

The reason is simple: whenever I see Song Qinghui's face, I'm reminded that all my wholehearted dedication over the years has been a joke.

Knock knock knock!

They knocked on the door three times, but Song Qinghui's voice did not come from inside.

Just as Lu Xingci was about to turn and leave, the door was opened from the inside.

Song Qinghui was on the phone when he glanced up at her and stepped aside to make room for her.

The implication was that she should go inside and we could discuss it further.

But Lu Xingci didn't want to be alone with him.

She said it softly.

"I'll come back later."

As soon as she turned around, before she could even take a step, her wrist was grabbed.

An undeniable force pulled her inside.

Song Qinghui closed the door and, while on the phone, pulled Lu Xingci to a chair.

Lu Xingci sat in the chair, his gaze sweeping over the photo frames on the bookshelf.

We take a group photo at the end of each year.

In her first year, she was an unknown new designer, standing on the fringes of the crowd.

There was someone half a company between Song Qinghui and him.

Song Qinghui stood in the center, giving the camera a gentle smile.

Lu Xingci stood at the very edge, turning his head to look at the center the instant the shutter was pressed.

By the second year, she had become the design team leader of the second department, making rapid progress.

Most of the people in the group photo are new faces, but she is still there.

As the head of the Second Design Department, she stood next to Song Qinghui.

They dared not make the slightest ambiguous gesture or glance.

Even a casual touch on the back of his hand while taking a photo is enough to make Lu Xingci overjoyed for a long time.

In the third year, the people in the photos changed a lot, but she was still there.

She stood next to Song Qinghui.

For this photo, she secretly wore a top in the same color scheme as his.

Lu Xingci recalled that on the day of the photoshoot, her colleagues were joking that she and Song Qinghui were wearing matching outfits.

She was secretly pleased at the time.

But the company distributed New Year's gifts the very next day.

It's clothes in the same color scheme and style as theirs.

Couple outfits have become workwear, with everyone owning one.

When asked about the reason, Song Qinghui said it was to avoid suspicion and that she was not allowed to do such things in the future, as it would affect the unity of the company.

Feeling a pang of sadness, Lu Xingci got up to leave.

But Song Qinghui grabbed her wrist.

He held her hand as he spoke on the phone, his tone gentle and patient with the person on the other end.

"Okay, that's settled then. I have some business to attend to here. Let's talk again when we meet at noon."

Lu Xingci smiled bitterly to himself.

It was official business; it turned out she was dealing with official business.

She forcefully pulled her hand away, but before she could utter a question, Song Qinghui hung up the phone.

"Have you had breakfast? Did you take any medicine for your stomachache last night?"

Lu Xingci wanted to laugh. He had a stomachache last night and only remembered to ask me this morning if I had taken any medicine.

If you really wait for him to show concern, you might not even get it before you have a perforated stomach.

Whether he cared or not, Lu Xingci didn't care anymore.

When disappointment accumulates enough, one naturally gives up.

Lu Xingci handed his written resignation to Song Qinghui in a businesslike tone.

"Mr. Song, this is my resignation letter. I hope you will approve it."

Upon hearing this, Song Qinghui frowned.

He didn't even glance at the report, slammed it on the table, and reached out to put his arm around Lu Xingci's shoulder.

"What's wrong? Are you still upset that I was rude last night?"

I was furious when you broke up with me.

"You've had a good night's sleep, so your anger should have subsided. Please don't be so petty with me anymore, okay?"

Song Qinghui was like that.

You might call him a jerk, but unlike other rich kids who mess around with relationships, he focuses on starting his business.

He only ever had one girlfriend, Lu Xingci.

But if you say he's devoted, he only knows how to ignore conflicts or arguments.

Once you've processed your negative emotions, you'll naturally go to him.

Then he'll act like nothing happened and continue interacting with you, putting the conflict behind him.

Even when they try to appease you like they do now, they always blame the other person for the problems.

Lu Xingci's decision to break up with Lu Xingci was just a childish and immature act.

He said those hurtful things last night because he was angered by Lu Xingci.

In short, he was not wrong; all the fault lay with Lu Xingci.

Now that I'm willing to forgive you, you need to know how to back down gracefully and reflect on your actions.

In the past, Lu Xingci would be manipulated and brainwashed by him.

Right now, hearing Song Qinghui say that only filled her with anger.

She reached out and pushed Song Qinghui away.

"Mr. Song, I remember we're just colleagues. If you do this, I can file a sexual harassment lawsuit."

He said that at the company, they were just colleagues, in a superior-subordinate relationship.

Let Lu Xing resign from his presumptuous behavior.

Now Lu Xingci returns these words to Song Qinghui.

His face turned green after hearing this, and he said angrily.

"Lu Xingci, how long are you going to keep causing trouble?!"

Lu Xingci slammed the resignation letter on the table onto Song Qinghui's face and solemnly repeated it.

"Mr. Lu, please approve my resignation letter as soon as possible, considering my three years of service to the company, so as not to affect my ability to find another job."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the office without paying any attention to Song Qinghui's expression.

The sound of the door slamming echoed throughout the entire floor.

Everyone stared in disbelief as the usually gentle and charming Lu Xingci stormed out of the office in a huff.

As soon as I arrived at my workstation, people came up to me to gossip.

"Sister Xingci, what's wrong with you? I've been with the company for two years and this is the first time I've ever seen you get angry."

The speaker was named Mo Lin, who was personally recruited by Lu Xingci during the campus recruitment process.

The two have a pretty good relationship in private.

So even though they were in a superior-subordinate relationship, Maureen didn't hold back and immediately came over to gossip.

Lu Xingci kept his eyes fixed on the computer screen and replied casually.

"It's nothing, I just don't like the boss."

Upon hearing this, Maureen gave her a thumbs up.

"You are the pillar of the company. If you don't like the boss, you should scold him. I will always stand by your side."

After being coaxed by the little girl, Lu Xingci's anger subsided considerably.

She smiled, tilted her head, and ruffled Maureen's hair.

"Get back to work, we haven't decided on the main autumn collection yet."

Although I have formally submitted my resignation, there are still tasks I need to complete.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a meeting notice came.

When Lu Xingci arrived at the conference room with the other designers from the second department, Song Qinghui was already seated at the top of the conference room.

When he saw her come in, his eyes only glanced at her casually before quickly looking away.

Once everyone had arrived, Song Qinghui began to speak in a serious tone.

"Today, Lu Xingci, the Minister of the Second Department, officially submitted his resignation."

I plan to hold an internal competition for the position of department head, and the department head will be selected within one month.

After handing over his work, Lu Xingci could now retire gracefully.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the conference room, including the designers from the department, turned to look at Lu Xingci.

Although the two departments are usually in competition, they have a fairly harmonious relationship in private.

Especially Lu Xingci, sometimes when I ask her for advice, she will give me very sincere advice.

We will not hold back or deliberately mislead you just because it is a competing department.

So when people heard that she had resigned, everyone couldn't help but show expressions of regret and reluctance.

Lu Xingci knew that this was Song Qinghui trying to intimidate him.

Upon hearing this, she smiled faintly.

"Yes, you all need to work hard to elect someone as soon as possible so I can hand over the reins quickly."