Ling Chuxia had just arrived on the first floor of the company when the receptionist, the same girl as before, stood frozen for a full minute before recognizing her as the CEO’s wife.
The receptionist immediately brightened her face with a radiant smile and a sweet voice, respectfully greeted, "Madam, it’s been a long time."
Ling Chuxia merely nodded slightly and returned the smile.
The receptionist quickly said, "Madam, are you here to see President Shi? Please, this way." She then proceeded to lead Ling Chuxia.
Ling Chuxia gestured with her hand that she could go up by herself, but the receptionist still insisted on escorting her to the elevator and pressing the floor button for her. As Ling Chuxia stepped into the elevator, she kindly reminded her, "Madam, President Shi seems to be in a bad mood today."
That comment tightened the already tense Ling Chuxia’s grip on the lunchbox she was holding.
Shi Che was in a bad mood? Why? Could it be that he really found the vitamin box? And that he had guessed her intentions?
Ling Chuxia’s spine stiffened in an instant, and she wanted to ask more about the situation, but the elevator doors had already closed. She looked up, watching the numbers jump as floors passed, feeling her heart plummet into an abyss.
The elevator quickly reached the top floor, the doors opened, but Ling Chuxia hesitated, almost afraid to step out. After a moment of hesitation, she overcame the desire to flee and walked out of the elevator.
Firstly, she did not know if Shi Che’s bad mood had anything to do with the medicine box, and secondly, even if it did, she would have to face it sooner or later. Evasion would only make her seem more guilty.
Ling Chuxia took a deep breath and slowly walked toward Shi Che’s office.
Shi Che’s office was at the end, with the secretaries’ spaces in front. It was nearly lunchtime, yet almost all the secretaries were diligently working at their desks, each one with a grave expression, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.
Although she had been there before, the secretaries, while always professional, were never —grave to the point of gloominess, each one working with their heads down, not even noticing her arrival. It was clear, just as the receptionist had said, that President Shi was indeed in a bad mood.
Ling Chuxia could feel her heartbeat involuntarily speed up a notch, pounding against her chest as her steps subconsciously slowed.
But no matter how slow she went, she eventually reached the door to Shi Che’s office. The office door wasn’t fully closed, slightly ajar. As Ling Chuxia approached, she could already hear Shi Che’s cold, indifferent voice inside, not knowing who he was speaking to. His icy words, phrase by phrase, while not directed at her, were enough to send chills down her spine.
The situation seemed more serious than she’d imagined.
Naturally, Ling Chuxia didn’t dare to disturb Shi Che at this time. She stood at the door holding the lunchbox, not that she was trying to avoid the situation, but it seemed it wasn’t the best time to confront him bravely. She hesitated, considering coming back another time, at least not when Shi Che was in such a foul mood. But before she could decide, the door was abruptly pulled open. Ling Chuxia instinctively straightened up only to hear Xiao Zhao’s surprised voice, "Young Madam? What brings you here?"