Xiang Jin panicked.

"I'm not pregnant, I just have a bit of an upset stomach, so I came to get checked out."

"Yes, yes, the doctor said that Ajin has a bit of gastritis and indigestion. She might feel nauseous and vomit sometimes, just like when she's pregnant."

Xiang Jin quickly nudged her.

Bai Ningshuang covered her mouth in shame.

Damn, she doesn't even know what she's saying anymore.

Xiang Jin nodded: "Yes, it's just gastritis, nothing serious."

Murong Xiao frowned: "What are the other ailments? Why weren't any medications prescribed?"

Feeling guilty, Xiang Jin quickly looked at Bai Ning Shuang.

"Well, the doctor said that as long as I rest well and supplement my nutrition, I'll get better gradually. It's not too serious and I don't need to take any medicine."

Xiang Jin nodded: "Yes."

"What's the name of the outpatient doctor?" Murong Xiao's brows furrowed even deeper.

ah?

Xiang Jin was stunned.

"The doctor is... me, I forgot."

Murong Xiao was furious.

He rubbed his forehead and looked at Su Ming behind him: "Go check it out."

"Yes." Su Ming prepared to walk towards the hospital.

"No need, no need, I'm really fine now. Let's go home, Murong Xiao, I'm hungry," Xiang Jin quickly said.

"Sure?"

"Sure."

Murong Xiao waved, and Su Ming rolled back and ran to get the car.

Xiang Jin and Bai Ning both breathed a sigh of relief.

*

On the way back.

"Resign from your job on Monday," Murong Xiao coldly ordered.

"That won't do."

She just won this project, proving her abilities. Now she's about to build a team and show her skills. What would it mean to resign at this point? Is she feeling guilty?

"obedient."

“If you want to work, I can find you a relaxed job in Fengrong. But Yixin, you can’t stay here any longer.” Murong Xiao’s attitude was firm.

Xiang Jin took a deep breath.

She was feeling a bit down, so she opened the window halfway to let in some fresh air, hoping to calm herself down.

Murong Xiao leaned over and rolled up the window: "You're not feeling well, and you're still getting chilled? Do you even care about your health?"

Xiang Jin: "...Does stomach problems affect exposure to drafts?"

"If I say it will have an impact, then it will!"

All right……

Unable to argue, Xiang Jin had no choice but to shut up.

After a while, she finally spoke: "Murong Xiao, Yixin is my career and my job. I really don't want to resign. Could you—"

"No. You need to get better first. Don't even think about going back to work if you're not fully recovered."

Xiang Jin couldn't hold back any longer.

"Murong Xiao, are you very free?"

"Just mind your own business with Miss Fang, and stop bothering me. I don't have time to play with you!"

He said he wanted to live a good life, but he was entangled with other women. How could she trust him?

Xiang Jin frowned and pouted, her flushed face gaining a touch of glamour.

Murong Xiao's expression softened.

"You've got some nerve, daring to challenge me like that." Murong Xiao grabbed her hand and pulled her to his side.

Xiang Jin tried to break free, but after struggling for a long time, all she could do was twist her hands until they were red and swollen, which had no effect whatsoever.

She gave up struggling.

She sat sideways, looking out the window on the other side.

A news notification suddenly popped up on my phone: "Deep Sea" spokesperson has been removed; Fang Xinman may terminate her contract with Fengrong, and the press conference will be postponed!

!!

Xiang Jin thought she had misread it, so she read it again word by word, and then clicked into the news page.

The page only contained a few brief sentences, mentioning that a nationwide search for brand ambassadors would be launched, without any further details.

The comments section, however, was quite interesting:

"Holy crap, what kind of earth-shattering news is this? Wasn't Sister Xinman the one who was always going to be replaced? Did she fall out with Master Xiao?"

"Possibly, a breakup could affect one's career, tsk tsk."

"It could also be the 'ugly wife' at home. Isn't it a political marriage? Getting rid of a mistress is a piece of cake, right?"

"My God... the elite society is so dark, Sister Xinman is so pitiful."

…………

Xiang Jin has disabled comments.

"What's going on?" She went back to the news page and handed her phone to Murong Xiao.

Murong Xiao scoffed lightly: "The literal meaning."

Xiang Jin: "..."

Does this person have to kill the conversation with their chatter?

What she wanted to know was why Fang Xinman was suddenly dismissed and even had her contract terminated; what exactly happened?

"So it's perfect. The project is delayed, you can stay home and recover, and then come back to work on the project when you're better. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"

Murong Xiao gently stroked her hair.

"Why is it delayed? Just because the spokesperson is being changed?"

"Hmm." Murong Xiao closed his eyes to rest, his knuckles gently tapping on his knees.

"Why... do you need to change the spokesperson?"

"She did something stupid that upset me."

She dared to make a rash move against the "deep sea" and harbored those improper thoughts. If it weren't for the fact that she had once been kind to Feng Rong, how could he have tolerated her until now?

"What stupid thing did you do?" Xiang Jin hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

Murong Xiao opened his eyes, his dark pupils silently looking at her.

Xiang Jin was taken aback for a moment, then quickly looked away and lowered her eyes: "I... I was just asking casually, it's fine if you don't want to say."

"Um."

Murong Xiao closed his eyes again.

Now is not the time.

When the time is right, and Fang Xinman's matter has been forgotten, he will take out the 'Deep Sea' again and give it to her, telling her about his feelings all along...

My feelings have never changed.

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