Chapter Twenty-Eight: All She Wants Is a Divorce

"Let's wait until Xia Zhi moves out."

Su Xiao made up an excuse.

He withdrew his hand and pulled his coat tighter.

She won't go back with him.

She just wanted to divorce him.

Yan Mingshen's eyes darkened, but he didn't ask any further questions.

Silence fell over the carriage.

He leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow beneath them, concealing all his emotions.

Su Xiao slammed the car door shut without hesitation.

I saw the taillights of the black Cayenne turn the corner and disappear completely into the night.

She had intended to go to the studio, but the new fan ribs had just been installed yesterday, and they probably weren't completely dry yet.

After thinking it over, Su Xiao finally returned to Xu An's house.

As the elevator ascended, her tired face was reflected in the mirror.

The wrist that Yan Mingshen had just gripped was still warm, and she subconsciously rubbed her sleeve in disgust.

"You're back?"

Xu An was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, applying a face mask.

Seeing her come in, he reached out and patted the empty seat next to him:

"Come here quickly, I saved some double-skin milk for you."

"An'an".

Su Xiao shuffled over in her slippers and listlessly sank into the sofa.

Xu An removed the face mask and, seeing her listless appearance, raised an eyebrow and said:

"What's wrong? Did you argue with that rotten cucumber again?"

"without."

Su Xiao scooped up a spoonful of double-skin milk.

"Yan Mingshen insisted that I pick him up, so I just threw him in the car and came back."

"Tsk."

Xu An couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"He has no shame."

"By the way, didn't you get any cupcakes today?"

"What cake?" Su Xiao looked up.

"That old-established restaurant in the west of the city, the one you used to always talk about."

Xu An nudged her with his elbow:

“I heard from Chen Huai that Xu Bozhou sent people to queue up at noon, saying that the shop had been closed for half a month and just reopened today.”

Su Xiao paused, her hand holding the spoon still.

That cream cake was one she used to frequent.

Later, the shop owner got old and opened and closed intermittently, so she hadn't tasted it for several years.

Why would Xu Bozhou suddenly think of this?

"Maybe... it's not for me."

She lowered her eyes, her voice as soft as a sigh.

People like Xu Bozhou are never short of sycophants around them.

People who wanted to curry favor with him could line up from one end of the street to the other; what was a piece of cake compared to that?

Perhaps it was given to the daughter of a business partner, or perhaps it was just a perk for company employees; why would it be specifically given to her?

But the inexplicable sense of loss in my heart was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples that spread out in circles.

I slept without any dreams.

When I went to the company the next day.

As soon as Su Xiao sat down, she heard Lin Xi lean in close, lowering her voice:

"Team leader, have you heard? Assistant Meng didn't come today."

"Um?"

Su Xiao responded as she turned on her computer.

"Did you take leave?"

"no."

Lin Xi gestured towards the elevator with her lips.

"Look at that one by the door."

Su Xiao followed her gaze and saw a woman in a beige suit skirt standing at the elevator entrance.

She had long, slightly wavy hair, exquisite makeup, and was holding a tablet computer.

She was talking to the person next to her, her profile as beautiful as a painting.

"That is..."

"Qin Yun, the eldest daughter of the Qin family."

Lin Xi's tone was filled with gossipy excitement.

"I heard that Assistant Meng is currently away on a business trip, so she is temporarily filling in as the special assistant."

Seeing that she was interested, Lin Xi spoke even more enthusiastically.

“I heard from people in the finance department that the Xu family and the Qin family have been getting very close lately, it seems... they are talking about a marriage alliance.”

Arranged marriage.

Su Xiao's fingertips paused on the keyboard, a strange sense of irritation rising within her.

Does someone like Xu Bozhou need to arrange a marriage with someone else?

"Team leader?"

Seeing her lost in thought, Lin Xi couldn't help but nudge her arm.

"fine."

Su Xiao looked away and forced herself to focus on the computer screen.

"Have the documents for the West Coast project been compiled?"

"Okay, okay."

When Lin Xi saw that she was talking about work, she wisely shut up and handed over the folder.

Su Xiao opened the file and subconsciously glanced towards the door.

Qin Yun was standing with Xu Bozhou, talking.

One is bright and flamboyant, the other is aloof and reserved.

They seem strangely well-matched.

She pinched her palm hard, trying to use the pain to dispel those chaotic thoughts.

Who Xu Bozhou marries has nothing to do with her.

But the emptiness in my heart was something I couldn't suppress.

I'm having lunch with the project manager this afternoon.

Su Xiao took a taxi to the agreed-upon restaurant.

Just as he reached the door of the private room, he bumped into Xia Zhi, who was coming towards him.

She wore a Chanel suit and a matching silk scarf tied around her bag.

Upon seeing Su Xiao, he raised an eyebrow smugly:

"Hello, Miss Su."

What are you doing here?

Su Xiao frowned, stopped walking, and chuckled softly.

"Wasn't the Yan Group working on the Tang family's project? How did the collaboration fail?"

"you……"

Xia Zhi was taken aback by her words and said irritably.

"Ms. Su, you should take care of yourself. The person in charge of this project is my senior from when I was studying for my master's degree abroad."

She looked at Su Xiao, then changed the subject:

"I almost forgot, Miss Su, you haven't pursued a master's degree. I'm so sorry."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor.

Upon seeing that the person who had arrived was the person in charge, General Manager Zhou, Xia Zhi immediately smiled and went to greet him in her high heels:

"Senior Zhou! It's been so long! Do you still remember me..."

"Please have a seat since you're here."

The man addressed as President Zhou gave only a perfunctory reply.

He walked straight past her and quickly went to Su Xiao's side.

"Miss Su, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

I apologize for the late weekend and would like to invite Su Xiao into the private room for a detailed discussion:

"How's the ebony fan I asked you to repair last time coming along? My old friend keeps asking me about it."

"It's almost done. I'll go back and finish it today, and I'll send it to you once the ink is dry."

Su Xiao smiled and nodded.

She never expected that the fan she received that day would be delivered by the person in charge.

Xia Zhi froze on the spot, awkwardly withdrawing her hand.

His gaze toward Su Xiao was filled with resentment and malice.

"Miss Su's hand is injured, how can it be repaired in such a short time? Don't try to trick our senior."

"Are you injured?"

On the weekend, Qing subconsciously glanced at Su Xiao's hand and saw the gauze wrapped around it.

I couldn't help but frown:

"Is it serious? If it's not good, have Boss Qin send it back to me..."

"It's the same with my left hand."

Su Xiao glanced at Xia Zhi, knowing that if she didn't dispel Zhou Moqing's concerns today...

This will not only affect the progress of the West Coast project, but also Qin Yu's studio.

"Well then, since we're already at the teahouse, how about I order you some tea?"

On the weekend, Qing's eyes lit up.

He had heard years ago that Su Xiao was an expert in tea preparation, but he had never seen it in person.

Seeing that she seemed inclined to demonstrate, he immediately instructed the waiter:

"Bring me the Jian kiln rabbit fur teacups and compressed tea I brought."

Xia Zhi scoffed and picked up her teacup to hide her disdain:

"Tea making requires wrist strength and skill; Miss Su, you shouldn't force yourself with that hand."