Chapter 06
** Who Allowed You to Come Here?**
The next day.
When Feng Tingshen arrived at the company, he ran straight into Rong Ci.
Rong Ci hadn’t known that Feng Tingshen and Feng Jingxin had already returned to the country.
Suddenly running into Feng Tingshen at the company caught her off guard, and her steps faltered for a moment.
Seeing Rong Ci, Feng Tingshen’s eyes also showed a hint of surprise, but he simply assumed she had just returned from her business trip and didn’t think much of it.
His expression was blank. Treating her like a stranger, he walked past her coldly and entered the company.
If this had been before, learning that he had suddenly returned to the country would have filled her with pleasant surprise.
In this very situation, even if she couldn’t throw herself into his arms, she would have looked at him with excitement and joy, her eyes full of him. Even if he was very cold, she would still have smiled and taken the initiative to say good morning.
But now, Rong Ci glanced once at his handsome, sculpted face, then lowered her eyes. The excitement and joy that used to be there were gone.
But Feng Tingshen had already left before noticing any of this.
Watching the man’s steady, upright figure receding into the distance, Rong Ci wondered when he had returned. But since he was back in the country, the divorce should be on the horizon soon, right?
Having made up her mind to divorce, Rong Ci didn’t dwell on Feng Tingshen any further. After returning to her workstation, she immediately immersed herself in work.
Half an hour later, Jiang Zhe called and instructed her: “Brew two cups of coffee and bring them to President Feng’s office.”
Back when she had been trying to make Feng Tingshen fall for her, after learning that he liked coffee, she had put a great deal of thought into studying it.
Hard work paid off.
After tasting her brewed coffee, whether at home or in the company, Feng Tingshen had insisted on drinking only the coffee she made.
At the time, when she learned that Feng Tingshen had genuinely fallen in love with her coffee, she had been overjoyed for a long time, believing it was the first step toward success.
In fact, she had underestimated Feng Tingshen’s dislike for her and his wariness.
It was true that he liked the coffee she brewed.
But that was all he liked — the coffee.
Toward her, his attitude remained cold and distant.
So, when he wanted to drink her coffee, he would usually instruct Jiang Zhe to contact her. After she brewed the coffee, Jiang Zhe or others would come to fetch it.
He gave her no chance whatsoever to get close to him.
Only occasionally, when Jiang Zhe and the others were too busy, did she have the opportunity to deliver the coffee to his office in person.
And this time, judging by what Jiang Zhe had said on the phone, it seemed she was to brew the coffee and deliver it directly to Feng Tingshen.
After brewing the coffee, Rong Ci placed it on a tray and took it to Feng Tingshen’s office.
The door to Feng Tingshen’s office was open.
Just as she reached the doorway and was about to knock politely, she saw Lin Wu sitting on Feng Tingshen’s lap. The two of them appeared to be kissing.
Rong Ci’s steps faltered. Her face suddenly turned deathly pale.
Seeing her, Lin Wu quickly scrambled off Feng Tingshen’s lap.
Feng Tingshen’s expression was extremely dark. He said coldly, “Who allowed you to come here?!”
Rong Ci gripped the tray tightly. “I came to bring you cof—”
“Enough, Secretary Rong.” Cheng Yuan, another of Feng Tingshen’s personal secretaries, happened to arrive just then.
He knew about the relationship between Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen.
He said, “This is really rather pointless of you.”
Cheng Yuan didn’t say it directly, but Rong Ci suddenly understood his implication.
He thought that she had known Lin Wu had come to the company, and that she had shown up under the pretext of delivering coffee in order to disrupt the time between Feng Tingshen and Lin Wu.
Judging by Feng Tingshen’s expression, it seemed he thought the same.
If this had been in the past, she might very well have done something like that.
But now that she was about to divorce him, how could she possibly do such a thing?
But they gave her no chance to explain.
Cheng Yuan said coldly, “Please leave immediately!”
Rong Ci’s eyes reddened. Her hands trembled slightly as she held the tray. Coffee sloshed out of the cups and burned her fingers. She winced in pain but made no sound as she turned and left.
But after just two steps, Feng Tingshen’s voice came from inside the office again: “If this happens again, you don’t need to come to the company anymore.”
She had already resigned.
Even without this incident, as soon as someone was found to take over her work, she would leave the company immediately.
But she knew that no one here cared about anything concerning her.
There was no point in saying anything.
Rong Ci remained silent. She turned and left with the tray.
Before she walked away, she heard Lin Wu gently soothing Feng Tingshen: “Alright, Tingshen, I don’t think she meant it. Don’t stay angry, okay…”
Rong Ci poured out the coffee, ran her red, burned fingers under the faucet, then skillfully opened the ointment in her bag and applied it to her wound.
She might seem very skilled at cooking now, and she brewed good coffee.
But in fact, before marrying Feng Tingshen, she had known nothing about housework, couldn’t cook, and had never even drunk coffee.
But after marriage, for Feng Tingshen, for their child, she had learned it all.
To learn these things, she had spent a tremendous amount of time, going from disastrous results to the perfection she had now achieved.
Only she knew the bitterness involved.
As for the ointment in her bag — what mother who personally raised her child wouldn’t habitually carry some medicine for minor injuries?
It was just that, ever since Feng Jingxin had gone to Country A with Feng Tingshen, the medicines she kept on hand had rarely been needed.
Luckily, they hadn’t expired yet.
After tending to her wound, Rong Ci suppressed the stabbing pain rising in her chest and returned to her workstation to continue working.
She had just finished organizing the documents in her hands when she suddenly heard someone say—
“I heard that President Feng’s girlfriend has come to the company!”
“Girlfriend? President Feng has a girlfriend? Who is she? What’s her background? Is she pretty?”
“I’m not sure about her background, but the front desk downstairs said she’s also from a wealthy family, super beautiful, and has amazing poise!”
The two colleagues were chatting when they saw Rong Ci stand up. Remembering they had to go downstairs with her for a meeting, they quickly fell silent, smiled sheepishly, and walked over: “Let’s work first. We can gossip later.”
Rong Ci knew that the “President Feng’s girlfriend” they were talking about was Lin Wu.
But her expression remained blank. She turned and left the office, entering the elevator with her two colleagues.
When they stepped out of the elevator and were heading toward the conference room, they saw Lin Wu approaching from the opposite direction, accompanied by four senior executives of the company.
The four executives were flanking Lin Wu, their expressions cautious, fawning, and ingratiating.
Lin Wu smiled and said, “Thank you,几位经理 (managers), for accompanying me on this tour of the company. It’s really been such trouble.”
Lin Wu was dressed head to toe in designer brands. Every move she made exuded the aura of a wealthy heiress.
She spoke politely, yet seemed to already regard herself as the company’s future mistress. Her courtesy carried a hint of distance, as if she treated the managers as her subordinates.
The managers smiled obsequiously. “Given your relationship with President Feng, we’re only doing our duty. You’re too kind, Miss Lin.”
“Yes, exactly, exactly.”
As they spoke, they saw Rong Ci and the others stepping out of the elevator. Even though the women had already moved aside to stand against the wall, making sure not to block the way, the managers still frowned immediately.
“Watch where you’re walking! What if you bumped into Miss Lin? Utterly lacking in manners!”
