Chapter 8 You'll Regret It Sooner or Later

Lin Yu wasn't short, standing at 1.78 meters tall, or 1.8 meters with shoes on, but unexpectedly, he was taller than this man.

Whether it's looks or physique, she completely surpasses him.

"It's him?"

"Yes, it's him. I'm really married. Stop bothering me."

"I don't believe you! You must have found some actor to fool me!" Lin Yu could tell from the man's demeanor that he was no ordinary person. How could he possibly be interested in Qiao Xing?

Qin Ce had no interest in watching them put on a show of lingering feelings. He turned to walk toward the convenience store, but Lin Yu suddenly called out to him.

"Wait, don't go yet!"

Qin Ce paused, glancing at Lin Yu with an indifferent expression, clearly impatient and eager to get to the point.

Lin Yu looked Qin Ce up and down again before asking, "Are you really married?"

"So what if it's true, or it's false?" Qin Ce retorted.

His attitude infuriated Lin Yu. Pointing at him, Lin Yu said to Qiao Xing, "You found a man like this? Can't you tell that he doesn't like you at all?"

"So you like me?" Qiao Xing looked at him coldly. "Lin Yu, I don't want to see you again. How many times do I have to tell you?"

"Xingxing, I'm afraid you'll be deceived. Do you know him? Do you know what kind of person he is?"

"I know what kind of person my husband is, it's none of your business!"

Qin Ce was stunned when he heard this address, his ears turned a little red, and he quickly looked away. Fortunately, Qiao Xing did not notice.

Lin Yu said anxiously, "Stars..."

Qiao Xing interrupted him, "That's enough, I'm going to be late for work, let's stop here."

After saying that, Qiao Xing ignored him and walked straight past Lin Yu.

Lin Yu stared blankly at her. He hadn't expected Qiao Xing to be so heartless, completely disregarding their two-year relationship. He was so angry that his fingers cracked from clenching them.

His gaze shifted, and he suddenly turned his attention to Qin Ce. "Brother, do you know what kind of person Qiao Xing is?"

"Oh? What kind of person?" Qin Ce was about to leave, but upon hearing this, he turned his gaze back to Lin Yu's face.

Lin Yu said angrily, "We dated for two years, and a few days ago we were discussing marriage. We had a falling out over whose name should be on the property certificate. My parents worked hard to save money to buy me the house, but she actually demanded that it be in her name only. That wasn't enough; she wanted a dowry of 280,000 yuan, which we really couldn't afford, so she wanted to break up with me."

"How dare you marry a woman like that? How much dowry did you give her?"

Qin Ce's expression was somewhat subtle as his gaze lingered on Lin Yu's face.

After a while, Qin Ce finally spoke, "I don't know what kind of person she is, but the fact that you're talking badly about her behind her back shows that you're no better than her."

After saying this, Qin Ce turned and left.

Lin Yu was left standing there bewildered for a long time. He angrily shouted at Qin Ce's retreating figure, "You'll regret marrying her sooner or later!"

Qin Ce completely ignored him, leaving Lin Yu with a cold, indifferent back view.

Lin Yu gritted his teeth in anger. He really didn't know what Qiao Xing saw in this man. He was just a pretty boy with nothing but a pretty face!

If it weren't for the 200,000 yuan, Lin Yu would never have put up with such humiliation when he came to find Qiao Xing. He was also afraid that Qiao Xing would really sue him.

Qiao Xing's company is far away, so you need to go an hour early to take the bus.

When she arrived at the company, she found the atmosphere to be a bit strange. Apart from the cleaning lady, all the other employees were busy cleaning the office, not even sparing the ceiling and light fixtures.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Xing asked, pulling one of his colleagues aside.

The man turned and glanced at her. "Didn't you see the group messages?"

"ah?"

She remembered that she had taken the day off yesterday afternoon and hadn't checked her phone all evening.

Qiao Xing hurriedly took out her phone, opened the work group, and sure enough, her supervisor had sent a group message. It was roughly that a very important client was coming today, and all employees were asked to come in the morning for a collective cleaning, mainly to tidy up their own workstations.

"What kind of client is so high-profile?" Qiao Xing couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement, but her hands were not idle either, and she quickly tidied up her work station.

"I'm not too sure. I just know it seems to be a foreign company. Their president just came back from abroad and plans to vigorously develop their domestic business this year. I think they want to cooperate with our company."

Qiao Xing's company makes software and various hardware devices. It's not a small company; it's one of the top companies in the industry in China. But judging from how much importance these people attach to this cooperation, it seems that the foreign company is quite influential as well.

Another colleague came over and said, "I overheard something. Apparently, that company wanted to acquire our company before, but it didn't succeed. This time, they should be talking about taking a stake."

Zhang Xue, who was speaking, was also a colleague from the administration department. Their administration department and the human resources department were in the same office area, so there were seven people in this office, including Qiao Xing.

Zhang Xue is very familiar with the HR manager, so she must have heard it from the HR manager.

Another person laughed and said, "What does this have to do with us? Will the acquisition and investment affect my three thousand yuan salary?"

Zhang Xue said, "You know what, it really does have an impact. If we are acquired, we may all face layoffs, but if we get a stake, we might get a raise."

Upon hearing about the salary increase, Qiao Xing's heart stirred slightly; he wished he could get a raise.

She was determined to buy her uncle's house; if her salary increased, the pressure of repaying the loan would be less.

Thinking about how the housing issue was still unresolved, Qiao Xing sighed worriedly again.

She was a little afraid that her uncle would disagree, but she was also afraid that even if he did agree, Qin Ce would think she was trying to trick him into marriage if he knew she had taken out a loan.

Therefore, the only way is to make more money and minimize debt.

Qiao Xing wiped the tabletop casually; there wasn't much to tidy up, as everyone tidied it up every day.

After tidying up, Qiao Xing went to the bathroom. Just as she was washing her hands, her uncle called.

She quickly answered the phone, "Hello, Uncle."

"Xingxing, I was busy when you called me yesterday, so I didn't answer. Is there something you need to talk to me about?"

Qiao Xing nodded, "Yes, I want to discuss the house with my uncle."

Uncle Wang Yue was silent for a while, then said, "Xingxing, I've already made arrangements with someone else for this house. We'll complete the transfer of ownership when we get back. I really can't do anything about it."

"No, Uncle, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. What I meant was, could you sell me the house?"

"What? Sell it to you? Where did you get the money? Don't do anything illegal."

"Don't worry about that. You're selling it to someone else anyway, and you're selling it to me either way. I'll just pay you."

Uncle Wang Yue sighed and earnestly advised, "Xingxing, you're a girl, you'll get married sooner or later, why buy a house? Isn't that a waste of money? It's better to save this money, so you can have a better life after you get married. If you have your own money, you won't have to depend on others."