Beijing Marriage Entanglement

Ruan Chuxi narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly and made a pointed, teasing remark.

"It seems Mr. Song is quite popular."

Upon hearing this, Song Qinghui composed himself and offered a nonchalant explanation.

"Miss Ruan, you flatter me. It's all just wishful thinking on my part."

After explaining, he didn't forget to praise Ruan Chuxi's excellence.

"Unlike Miss Ruan, who is not only beautiful, but also has immeasurable talent and potential."

I believe that with Ms. Ruan's talent, she will definitely have a place in China's artificial intelligence field in the future.

After being showered with praise, Ruan Chuxi's displeasure caused by Lu Xingci vanished.

"Then I'll be grateful for Mr. Song's introduction."

Song Qinghui stepped to the side, extended his right hand, and gestured for them to proceed.

Ruan Chuxi lifted her foot and walked ahead.

Song Qinghui followed closely behind, glancing back at him.

In the outdoor parking lot, Lu Xingci smiled and said goodbye to the man before getting into his car and leaving.

Song Qinghui frowned unconsciously.

The woman with Lu Xingci looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place her.

However, one thing is certain: Lu Xingci still deeply loves himself.

Otherwise, they wouldn't deliberately create these chance encounters to make their presence known.

Her little trick of resigning was nothing more than a strategic retreat to advance.

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, he led Ruan Chuxi into the private room.

In order to win Ruan Chuxi's favor, Song Qinghui specially invited several leading figures in the field of artificial intelligence in China.

While the group was discussing their majors, Song Qinghui was on the side, texting on her phone.

Ten minutes later, he received a reply from the other party.

[I checked, that person's name is Tang Peiyun, she's a professional headhunter]

Along with the message came Tang Peilan's personal information.

Professional headhunter?

Is she really planning to continue this resignation act?

Good, it's a good opportunity to use her resignation to dampen her spirits.

Let Lu Xingci know that without her, she is nothing.

Otherwise, they'll keep throwing these kinds of tantrums in the future.

Ruan Chuxi glanced to the side and saw Song Qinghui's phone screen.

He edited a message and sent it.

[Keep an eye on Lu Xingci and send me all her recent activities.]

Ruan Chuxi appeared calm and collected on the surface, but she had already harbored resentment towards Lu Xingci in her heart.

Sure enough, after meeting Lu Xingci at noon, her mother found out about it as soon as her lunch break ended.

At 3 p.m., Song Qinghui had just dropped Ruan Chuxi off and returned to the company when he received a phone call from his mother questioning him.

"Qinghui, it's one thing for you to be confused usually, but how come you can meet that vixen Lu Xingci while you're with Miss Ruan?"

Don't you know what the Ruan family represents in Beijing?

Xiao Jinglan criticized him with great distress, looking as if he was disappointed in him.

Song Qinghui raised his hand, pinched the bridge of his nose, and patiently explained.

"She had an appointment with a headhunter, probably planning to change jobs. They happened to meet at a restaurant and bumped into each other."

Upon hearing that Lu Xingci was going to resign, Xiao Jinglan was happier than if he had won money playing cards.

But the next second, she became alert again.

Is she really leaving?

You weren't putting on an act for me, were you?

I don't believe she'd willingly give up the high-status relationship she'd worked so hard to climb!

All of this is nothing more than a woman's tactic of feigning retreat to advance and playing hard to get.

Given the Song family's power and status in the capital, how could they possibly let go of a girl from an ordinary family like Lu Xingci so easily?

She didn't believe that Lu Xingci would really resign and leave Song Qinghui.

Just as Song Qinghui was about to explain, Xiao Jinglan gave him some instructions.

"Qinghui, let me remind you, Miss Ruan has a good impression of you now."

Whether my son and I can gain a foothold in the Song family depends on the Ruan family.

Don't be like me and make a mistake at a crucial moment.

If I hadn't made a mistake back then, I would be the one marrying into the Shen family now.

"The Shen family's enormous fortune should belong to you, not to that spoiled brat Shen Yu!"

Seeing that Xiao Jinglan was about to bring up her past with her aunt Xiao Jinhe again, Song Qinghui had no patience to listen and quickly hung up the phone under the pretext of work.

I passed by Lu Xingci's workstation.

Seeing that the place was empty, Song Qinghui frowned, looked at his watch, and questioned.

Where is she?

Upon hearing this, Maureen looked up and responded.

"Sister Xingci, she's taken leave."

"A request for leave? Who approved it!"

The main autumn collection hasn't even been decided yet, why is she taking leave now!

Call her and tell her to come back!

Maureen swallowed hard, seeing President Song so angry for the first time, and carefully offered an explanation.

"Sister Xingci hasn't taken a year-end leave in years; it was approved by the HR department."

Moreover, Sister Xingci instructed me on the autumn main style before she left, and I'm working on it now.

Song Qinghui choked on his words, his face darkening.

He looked at his empty workstation, sighed, and turned back to his office.

No sooner had Song Qinghui left than the rest of the group gathered around.

"What's wrong? Why is President Song so angry today?"

"You wouldn't believe it, Xingci's eyes were red when she came out of the meeting room this morning, she had obviously been crying."

"Oh? She even cried. Could it be that she and President Song...?"

Before the man could finish speaking, Maureen slammed her hand on the table and angrily rebuked him.

"What are you doing? Are you free? Have you finished the design drafts?"

Has the manuscript been approved?

"You have so much work to do, and you still have the leisure to gossip about others? Aren't you planning to go home tonight?"

After saying that, the group looked at each other and dispersed dejectedly.

Someone muttered something as they turned away.

"What's with the attitude? She hasn't even become the head of the Second Department yet."

"Shh, be careful she hears you and then she'll make things difficult for you."

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Lu Xingci has already boarded the high-speed train home.

She had just returned to the company in the afternoon when she received a call from her mother.

She said she felt tightness in her chest, palpitations, and weakness in her legs, and felt like she was going to die, so she asked to go back to see her one last time.

Lu Xingci offered to call an ambulance for her, but she refused and insisted on going back.

Helpless, Lu Xingci had no choice but to ask the HR department for annual leave and buy the next high-speed train ticket home.

During her three years at JL, she didn't take a single day of annual leave, and even spent the Chinese New Year working overtime at the company.

She used to think that even if they were far apart, working overtime in the same space was a kind of happiness.

It's a form of discreet companionship.

In particular, Song Qinghui would treat her to a late-night snack and take her home after he finished his work.

Lu Xingci's heart fluttered even more, and he became even more infatuated.

Now that I've resigned and handed over all my work to Maureen, I might as well buy a ticket and go home to rest for a few days.

On the way, her mother kept sending messages to ask if she had set off yet.

Lu Xingci took photos of the high-speed train and sent them to him.

[I'm on my way back. How are you now? Let's go to the hospital first, it'll be late by the time I get there.]

Mother: [It's alright, I'm much better now. What time are you arriving? I'll have someone pick you up.]

Lu Xingci was suspicious, but thought that it was probably just a matter of sending Lu Xingyao.

No need, I'll just take a taxi home myself.

Mother: [Taking a taxi is too expensive. Wait for me at the exit when you arrive, and I'll send someone to pick you up.]

Lu Xingci had no choice but to agree.

But when she came out of the platform and saw Lu Xingyao and the man next to him, she was completely dumbfounded.