Wen Xiayue listened quietly without interrupting, silently pouring herself a glass of water.
The more people spoke, the more outrageous it became.
“I heard that back then, Wang Shuqing almost climbed into President Qi’s bed. It was Fang Yun who saved him.”
“Really?”
Wen Xiayue’s hand shook when she heard that. The water in her cup nearly spilled.
She looked up at the speaker.
It was a woman in her thirties, wearing a white business suit, with an expression that said, I know all the inside stories.
The surrounding employees immediately gathered around, completely ignoring Wen Xiayue—the legitimate Mrs. Qi.
“Why would I lie to you?” the woman lowered her voice. “I have a relative who works in a nightclub. They saw it with their own eyes and even took photos! I’ll find them when I get back.”
“Oh my god! Who would’ve thought? Wang Shuqing looks so proper, but she did something like that?”
“Exactly! If Fang Yun hadn’t stepped in, Wang Shuqing might’ve ended up becoming the one in power. As the saying goes, you can’t judge a book by its cover.”
“What about Fang Yun? Why was she there at just the right time to save President Qi?”
“I heard Fang Yun and President Qi were secretly dating, but they broke up later.”
“…”
Good grief.
What on earth was she hearing?
The water in Wen Xiayue’s cup almost spilled again.
The woman in the white suit suddenly said, “Let’s make a group chat. I’ll send the pictures when I get back, but you can’t tell anyone about this. And if you do, don’t say it was me who spread it.”
The others immediately agreed and took out their phones to create a group.
A young girl glanced at Wen Xiayue and asked, “Did you join the group?”
Wen Xiayue replied, “No.”
“I’ll add you. Add me on WeChat.”
Wen Xiayue silently took out her phone, added her as a friend, and was pulled into the group. The group name was: [The Scandalous Love Affairs of President Qi]
The girl then asked, “Are you new here? What’s your name?”
“Wen Xiayue.”
“Wen Xiayue… huh, that’s the same name as our CEO’s wife…”
She suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
“Mrs. Qi… you… you… why are you still here?”
Damn it.
They had gotten so caught up in gossip that they completely forgot the real Mrs. Qi was still there.
The girl looked awkwardly at Wen Xiayue. She had just added her on WeChat and even pulled her into the group—was it too late to delete her now?
Looking at her conflicted expression, Wen Xiayue suddenly felt like laughing.
But she held it back.
“It’s too late,” she said. “I’ve already seen it and heard it.”
Girl: “……”
Others: “……”
At that moment, Qi Lanzhou came out of the office, with Wang Shuqing following behind him.
Everyone’s expressions changed.
Qi Lanzhou’s gaze quickly locked onto Wen Xiayue in the crowd.
He waved at her. “Come here.”
Wen Xiayue glanced at him.
Like he was calling a puppy.
She first picked up her phone and sent a message in the group [The Scandalous Love Affairs of President Qi]:
【Don’t worry everyone, I won’t tell President Qi what you said. I’m just here to enjoy the gossip.】
After sending it, she put her phone away and slowly walked toward Qi Lanzhou.
He watched her approach, his gaze lingering on her face for a second.
“What were you sending?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she blinked. “Just saying goodbye to some new friends.”
“New friends?”
“Yes,” she nodded seriously. “A group of sisters I just met. They’re very enthusiastic—they even added me to a group chat.”
Qi Lanzhou didn’t ask further.
“Let’s go. Time to get off work.”
He took her hand and led her toward the elevator.
After they left—
The employees exploded.
“Mrs. Qi really won’t report us, right?”
“I don’t think so. Otherwise she could’ve just told President Qi directly.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
……
Wang Shuqing swept her gaze over everyone.
“What are you all talking about?”
Everyone immediately shut their mouths and returned to work or left.
Even though Wang Shuqing was used to their strange looks, she still felt a tight knot in her chest.
……
Outside the Qi Group building.
The wind in Beijing had turned cooler.
Wen Xiayue was only wearing a dress today, and a gust of wind made her shiver.
Qi Lanzhou noticed and took off his suit jacket, draping it over her shoulders.
Wen Xiayue froze and looked up at him.
“Get in the car,” he said, opening the passenger door and practically guiding her inside.
Before she could react, the door was already closed.
She sat in the passenger seat, still wearing his coat, completely dazed.
Qi Lanzhou got in from the other side, fastened her seatbelt, and started the car, turning on the heater.
Warm air gradually filled the cabin.
“I already told your parents we’re going to have dinner with them tonight. I bought a jade mahjong set for your mother and Maotai for your father. I asked around—your father likes it.”
He suddenly spoke.
Wen Xiayue didn’t react at first.
Then he added, “Didn’t you say you wanted to go back to your parents’ home?”
Only then did she remember she had mentioned it the day before.
Even though he was busy with work,
he had taken it to heart—he had even taken the time to learn her parents’ preferences.
A husband so attentive to his wife… the original owner really hadn’t cherished him.
She still couldn’t let go of what the original Wen Xiayue had done.
The car drove along Beijing’s roads, the bustling city lights flickering like stars fallen into the world.
Wen Xiayue leaned back in her seat, watching his profile.
He noticed her gaze but didn’t turn his head, simply driving quietly.
Soon, the car arrived at an old residential complex with low-rise buildings.
The security guard, an elderly man, looked up at the luxury black Bentley in surprise.
Cars like this were rare here—but today, within half an hour, he had seen two.
As he wondered whose it was, the window rolled down, revealing Wen Xiayue.
“Oh, Xiao Wen is back? Haven’t seen you in a while! Your parents have been asking about you.”
She smiled politely.
“Hello, uncle.”
“Is this your husband?”
“Yes, he is.”
“What a handsome young man. Xiao Wen has good taste. Go on in—there are guests at your home today.”
“Guests?”
“Yes,” the old man nodded. “They’ve been inside for about half an hour already. Also driving a luxury car—looks very expensive. I’ve really seen a lot today.”
“”