"Wasn’t it said before that Song Qiao is the young lady of the Song Group? Now she has married the president of CK Group; her identity alone tells you she’s no simple figure, so why is she working at our company? Moreover, as just a lowly agent."
"I guess she plans to snatch our jobs; you all better watch out. When she comes to our department, we will really have a tough time."
"A distinguished young lady from the Song Family is actually working at our company; I really can’t understand it."
"You know she’s currently the Young Mistress of the Lu Family, right? Do you have any idea how many people covet that position? Haven’t you seen Weibo before? That popular Actress, Zuo Yuqing, apparently had an affair with the president of CK Group, I originally thought they were a couple."
"Isn’t that so? When I saw it on Weibo, I also thought they were involved."
"But didn’t someone say it? What was reported on Weibo were things from many years ago between the president of CK Group and Miss Zuo Yuqing. Maybe Song Qiao had already married the president of CK Group by then."
"Ahh... that might be possible, didn’t you see in the photos how gently the president of CK Group was treating Song Qiao? Even though they were shot from a distance, people with sharp eyes still captured it."
"People nowadays really live good lives; how great would it be if I were ten years younger?"
"And what would you do if you were ten years younger? Are you thinking of seducing the president of CK Group?"
"Can’t I have that thought?"
"Oh please, just keep that thought to yourself. Song Qiao at least has the status of being the Song Family’s young lady and the most important thing is that she is quite pretty, she wouldn’t give you a second glance."
"Hey, are we still in the same department?"
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Let’s finish putting on makeup and get going, I’m starving."
Those people really stopped talking, and soon there was the sound of high heels clacking on the floor, which gradually faded away."
Song Qiao squatted in the restroom so long her feet started to go numb. She would have left earlier had those people not been discussing her."
Suddenly remembering that just yesterday she overheard gossip about herself here, she couldn’t help but feel frustrated, still thinking that bathrooms indeed are great places to hear gossip."
However, she also couldn’t help but be curious, as An’an had mentioned that those two women who gossiped about them yesterday looked upset after seeing the news today."
It really felt like a ’slap in the face’; today, seeing these two women again, they took detours from afar as if they dared not face her."
Song Qiao pondered for a moment, then concluded with determination that this must be the perks of being proficient at ’delivering face slaps’." This content belongs to novel•fire.net
Just as she was about to stand up, the sound of the neighboring stall’s door opening and the toilet flushing followed by the sound of high heels clacking on the floor made Song Qiao belatedly realize."
Next door, someone was also listening to the gossip."
Just as she was preparing to wait for that person to leave before going out herself, considering the gossip was about her and it would be awkward to be seen listening in on it."
However, the high heels were coming closer and closer, finally stopping right outside her stall. Before she could react, a knock was already sounding."
"Song Qiao, are you planning to squat in the restroom all afternoon to hear more about yourself?" A voice tinged with mockery sounded from outside, very familiar yet she couldn’t immediately recall who it was."
Song Qiao stiffened, promptly pulled up her pants, tidied up and swung open the stall door. Since she was caught, there was no point in squatting any longer lest others think she was feeling guilty.
Upon opening the door and seeing the person standing outside, her expression darkened and she directly asked, "Song Xi, what are you doing here?"
"I’m now an artist in your company, why can’t I be here?" Song Xi’s voice was somewhat hoarse, but it also had a refreshing quality as if deliberately trained, that’s why Song Qiao found it so familiar, yet couldn’t pinpoint who it was."
At this moment, Song Xi, with arms crossed and an utterly provoking posture, looked at Song Qiao with a challenging smile and continued, "What’s the matter, you’re allowed to be in this company but I’m not?"