Xia Linan naturally couldn't say anything about this kind of person who would easily fall behind others, but Ruan Mengmeng was even angrier than her.

"What kind of people are these! Really!" Ruan Mengmeng said dissatisfiedly after a female colleague left the bathroom.

Xia Linan reminded her quietly: "Be careful, the walls have ears."

"I don't care about that." Ruan Mengmeng put on some makeup and then said, "At worst, I'll just quit."

"I don't want to." Xia Linan heard Ruan Mengmeng's words and retorted, "I still have to rely on this job to support myself."

Ruan Mengmeng raised her eyebrows, put down her lipstick, and asked, "Why? President Fu doesn't even want to support you?"

Xia Linan paused while washing his hands and said, "I haven't talked to him about this."

"You were wronged in the company, and he didn't consider giving you a more comfortable job?"

Ruan Mengmeng hit the key point in one sentence.

Xia Linan thought of what happened this morning. She turned off the faucet, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and said, "He mentioned it this morning."

"So you refused?" Ruan Mengmeng naturally knew Xia Linan's character.

"I'm not like you. You graduated from a prestigious university, but you're stuck in a small company," Xia Lin'an said, looking at the woman in the mirror. "As for me, I know where I stand, and I don't ask for things that I shouldn't."

"Background is just an external thing. What's most important is to live beautifully." Ruan Mengmeng glanced at the woman next to her.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Xia Linan was too lazy to talk to a woman who wore designer clothes but whose monthly salary was barely enough to fill in a zero.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely think that Ruan Mengmeng got this outfit from sleeping with someone else. However, only Xia Linan knew how much Ruan Mengmeng hated men.

So she believed that Ruan Mengmeng's money came from legitimate sources, and it might even be related to her family background.

But Ruan Mengmeng had never mentioned her family to anyone else. She would only go back home for one day during the Chinese New Year and other holidays, and would definitely come back with a sour face the next day.

She is a truly mysterious woman with an unpredictable temper.

After Ye Ruohuan and Fu Yijian reconciled, Fu Yijian had a reason to pick Ye Ruohuan up and drop her off at get off work every day.

He also directly ordered Jingyuan's tonic soup to be delivered to Ye Ruohuan's studio.

Ye Ruohuan looked at the third takeaway of the day speechlessly.

She held her forehead and sighed, and finally put the tonic soup aside.

Huo Zixi, who was standing next to her, had been secretly observing for a long time. Seeing Ye Ruohuan treat the food so indifferently, she finally couldn't help but speak: "Huanhuan, your boyfriend sent this soup, aren't you going to drink it?"

Ye Ruohuan's hand paused for a moment, and she said calmly: "If you want to drink it, just take it."

"Forget it. I'm not worthy of such high-end things." Huo Zixi waved his hands awkwardly.

She is telling the truth.

Who doesn’t know that such exquisite packaging comes from Jingyuan, a famous restaurant in the west of the city?

It is said that there is a limited number of guests that can be received every day, and the environment inside is very good. The chefs' skills are even better and there is nothing that the guests cannot cook, no matter what dishes they order.

As a result, Jingyuan is famous in every corner of the city.

When she saw the beautifully packaged lunch box with the big store logo on it, it was difficult for her to ignore such a dazzling presence.

But she smelled the aroma of medicine and chicken soup, swallowed her saliva, and asked, "Huanhuan, are you trying to get pregnant recently? Why are you drinking this tonic soup?"

When Ye Ruohuan heard a certain word, he suddenly raised his head and said, "What did you say?!"

Huo Zixi blinked, looking confused.

Was she wrong?

She clearly smelled the scent of angelica and ginseng. Only people with a weak body would drink it, right?

But Ye Ruohuan doesn't look like a weak person, so the only possibility is that she is preparing for pregnancy.

Why did Ye Ruohuan react so strongly...

Ye Ruohuan gnashed her teeth and retorted: "I, didn't, have any!"

However, Ye Ruohuan's rebuttal came too late, because everyone in the studio, including He Miaoran, heard it.

They curiously cast their eyes on Ye Ruhuan's belly, and everyone thought the same thing.

Could there be a “third generation of Fu” hiding there?

Ye Ruohuan clenched the pen in her hand and broke it directly, which dispelled other people's curiosity about her.

She lowered her head and shouted through gritted teeth: "Fu, Yi, Jian."

The man sitting in the office on the top floor of the office building sneezed for no apparent reason.

Someone frequently delivered soup to the studio, so naturally everyone saw it.

He Miaoran stared at Ye Ruohuan outside with jealousy. Didn't they break up? Didn't they say they wouldn't get back together? Let her make a fool of herself, and then turn things around? Ye Ruohuan, you are so scheming, how dare you play tricks on me?

She clenched her fingers, her nails digging into her palms, leaving a red mark.

After a long time, He Miaoran dialed a phone number and called Ye Ruohuan outside to come in.

She handed a folder to Ye Ruohuan expressionlessly and said, "This is a new client of the studio. Go and negotiate with him, and then draw up a design according to his requirements."

Ye Ruohuan took the document flatteredly; this was her first business since joining the studio.

She looked down at the client and the information, then said to He Miaoran gratefully: "Thank you, Sister He, I will try my best to complete the task!"

He Miaoran raised his head from the pile of documents, looked at Ye Ruohuan's back, and said meaningfully: "The best is yet to come."

Ye Ruohuan sat down and read through the client's information in detail. It did not introduce the other party's identity and work, but simply recorded the contact information and some design requirements.

She dialed the number listed above, "Hello, is this Mr. Zhang?"

"Who are you?" Zhang Ling was in a bad mood when he received the call, and his tone was a little impatient.

Ye Ruohuan was stunned for a moment, and she introduced herself: "I am Ye Ruohuan from MI Studio. You were in our studio a few days ago..."

"What's your name?" The sound of a lighter came from the phone, and then Zhang Ling's hoarse voice came from the phone.

"Ye Ruohuan." Ye Ruohuan introduced himself again clearly.

"Oh, why are you looking for me? What's the matter?"

"Um, you signed a private customization contract in our studio a few days ago, do you remember?" Ye Ruohuan said in a gentle voice.

A certain memory was awakened, and Zhang Ling said with disgust: "I don't want it anymore, you can terminate the contract."

Ye Ruohuan didn't expect that his first business would be terminated by Party A after he made the first call.

So, she quickly spoke to persuade him to stay: "Mr. Zhang, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, you can tell me and I can change it."

Zhang Ling shouted impatiently: "My girlfriend is lost, can you help me find her?