The date was set for next Monday, and Xiang Jin had already told Murong Xiao.

On the day she left for the company, Xiang Jin received a call from Jiang Anqing.

"Ah Jin, I've heard them talking about the Xiang family lately. Has something happened to the Xiang family recently?" Jiang Anqing doesn't have many contacts, mostly just those at the hospital. She doesn't like using her phone, so the information she can get is limited to the hospital.

"Something has happened to the Xiang family. Can I tell you about it when I come to the hospital, Mom?"

"Sure, sure, you go ahead with your work." Jiang Anqing was afraid of delaying Xiang Jin, so she hung up the phone after saying that.

"Why are you still using this phone?" In the back seat, Murong Xiao looked at the phone in her hand, frowning, a little unhappy.

The sudden noise startled Xiang Jin. Instead of asking him why he was in the car, she first explained the phone incident.

"After my phone broke last time, my grandfather insisted on buying me a new one. I couldn't refuse, so I used it, and it works quite well." It's the latest model of a high-end phone, and my grandfather must have spent a lot of money on it.

Murong Xiao frowned even more: "Didn't I tell you to replace it with one I bought for you? Why haven't you replaced it yet?"

Xiang Jin chuckled: "Is there a difference?"

After Murong Xiao found out her phone was broken, he specially bought her a new one. Coincidentally, it was the same model that the old man had bought, only the color was different, so Xiang Jin didn't exchange it.

"Yes." His face darkened; he was clearly angry. "You're due to change tonight, or else..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly; it was a sign of danger.

Xiang Jin was speechless. It's so troublesome to keep switching phones. Why bother with a phone? When the boss gets capricious, he really can be unreasonable.

"Oh, I'll change it when I have time..." she replied casually, without looking at the person behind her again.

I haven't been to the company for a long time, but my mindset hasn't changed much. Apart from the addition of two new teams and more business, everything else is the same as before.

Xiang Jin went straight to Xu Jianshen's office.

Upon seeing Xiang Jin, he smiled and said half-jokingly, "What, going home to be Mrs. Murong?"

After Xiang Jin explained her reasons for resigning, Xu Jianshen remained silent for a moment: "How about this, you continue to take care of your family, and I will continue to pay your salary from the company. You can come back to work after you've settled things, okay?"

Xiang Jin looked troubled: "Isn't that a bad idea, President Xu? I don't want to get something for nothing. It's not fair to the employees of Yixin. If I can resolve my family issues, I can come back to work. It's the same if I rejoin the company then."

Xu Jianshen didn't dwell on it too much and nodded: "That's fine too."

The two said no more words, said their goodbyes properly, shook hands and left. As they came out, they overheard their colleagues in the office discussing: "Have you seen that painting 'Umbrella' lately? It's absolutely amazing. What kind of idol is he to be able to paint something like that?"

The speaker was a young girl with a ponytail and a youthful face; she was probably a new employee they had recruited.

"I saw it! I can't think of any other adjectives besides 'absolutely stunning'. It's so amazing and breathtaking."

"What's there to envy? Most people who can paint like that are a bit mentally unstable. Look at Beethoven, Da Vinci, Van Gogh, how are those famous people like normal people? Even our Mu Xin isn't exactly normal." Fan Youwei walked out of the conference room next door and chimed in.

"Mu Xin is my idol, what gives you the right to say that!" The girl suddenly stood up from her seat and retorted indignantly to Fan Youwei.

"Why? Just because she's a mistress." Fan Youwei glanced at Xiang Jin and said, "Right, Team Leader Xiang? Am I right?"

Xiang Jin calmly returned to her seat and packed her things: "You say I'm a mistress, what evidence do you have?"

You think I have no evidence?

Fan Youwei walked up to Kelly triumphantly, pulled a photo from her phone, and sent it to the company's group chat: "This is the evidence."

Xiang Jin opened the photo; she didn't recognize it, but the scene seemed somewhat familiar.

She thought about it carefully and realized that this was the same sanatorium where she had recuperated after her miscarriage. What kind of evidence was this?

"I just went to the hospital for a checkup, how can that be used as evidence?" Xiang Jin found it amusing and didn't want to pay them any more attention.

"Xiang Jin, this photo was taken at a high-end sanatorium in Huadu. The patients they admit are all obstetric patients. You, an unmarried woman, are hospitalized in that place. Don't tell me you're just staying there for fun."

"Hahahaha..." The people around burst into laughter, except for the four groups of colleagues that Xiang Jin had previously led and the new young girl.

“You’re an unmarried person, yet you also showed up there,” Xiang Jin retorted.

"How can I be the same as you? I'm here to visit a patient."

"Then why can't I be visiting a patient?"

Fan Youwei was speechless, and Kelly quickly chimed in, "Xiang Jin, do you think nobody knows what you've done? You say you're married, but your resume says you're single. Men send you flowers, and you ride in luxury cars... Do you think we're blind?"

"You're a woman who only graduated from high school. What wealthy family would marry you, unless... someone is keeping you as a sugar daddy?"

Xiang Jin laughed in exasperation: "This reasoning is absurd, and the conclusion is equally bizarre. How can you be so sure that no wealthy family will marry me? Do you represent all wealthy families?"

Kelly choked and said, "If you're so capable, why don't you call your husband out? You can't even call him out, yet you dare to say you're married."

"What can you do if I call him up?"

"If you can get your husband here, I'll quit the design industry and never do any design work again. If I break this promise, may my family suffer a terrible fate. Is that alright?" Kelly said casually.

"Fine, I might die a horrible death, but I'm retiring from the design industry for life. You said it yourself." Xiang Jin took out her phone and started making a call.

She didn't want to trouble Murong Xiao; after all, given his status, it was best to avoid trouble if possible.

Besides, these people aren't qualified to see him.

But since she was leaving the company, and Fan Youwei and Kelly had made such a fuss, everyone in the company knew about it. If she didn't refute the rumors, they would probably spread like wildfire, making it even more troublesome to explain later.

Besides, she's already gambled her future, so what does she have to be afraid of?

The phone rang a few times and was quickly answered: "Hey honey, are you still downstairs? I have a lot of stuff, could you come up and help me carry it?"

After hearing a reply from the other end, Xiang Jin's expression became somewhat subtle, carrying a hint of ingratiation: "...I'll go back and change the phone tonight, okay, I won't be naughty."

After hanging up the phone, she calmly packed her things.

The group of people looked at each other, all wanting to see who her husband was, except for Kelly and Fan Youwei, who looked like they were just watching a good show.