Second Marriage: A wealthy abandoned husband

Xia Yiling was woken up. Although there were only six people in the design department, the entire floor was blown up at this moment.

These six people were like little swallows coming out of their nest in spring, chattering endlessly.

They walked around Xia Yiling's dress, the white suit draped over her shoulders, and the picture of a beautiful boy pressed under her sleeping arm. Because they couldn't get the answer, they hurriedly followed the ants on the hot pot.

"Fangfang, I remember that Director Xia's dress was adapted from the wedding dress of the British princess. The hand-embroidered and layered lace cutouts were all woven by Master Alfie himself."

"Yeah, Hanyan. You see, this suit, Armani, is an international brand that means a pure gentleman. I'm afraid it's a limited edition in China."

"This is the second," a certain woman had already drooled, and she pointed to the picture, "Wow, is this Prince Charming who fell from the sky, but... why do I feel so familiar?"

"Ah..." The high-pitched scream finally woke Xia Yiling completely, and some people clapped and jumped, "He, he, he...he is Murong Qingcang, the president of Cangqiong Enterprise..."

Xia Yiling rubbed her fluffy and sleepy eyes, she regretted how she slept for so long.

Before she could figure out the situation around her, someone had already picked up the draft on her desk, "Director Xia, Director Xia... this, this, this..."

Xia Yiling was completely awake, she rebounded and stood up, pale with shock.

She grabbed the mobile phone on the table, she adjusted the alarm, but the mobile phone turned off, it must have been done by Murong Qingcang.

She looked towards the sofa, where the blanket was folded, Murong Qingcang left!

The suit slipped off her shoulders, and someone had already caught it from the side. The six pointed to her dress and the suit, "Director Xia, are you in a relationship with President Murong?"

This Murong Qingcang deliberately asked her to get up late, he even left the suit behind, he clearly wanted to ruin her reputation.Xia Yiling didn't understand that Murong Qingcang, the dignified president, would play such a naive trick.

This suit was actually brought by Lin Tian when he picked up Murong Qingcang early in the morning, and Murong Qingcang put it on her body.Regarding Murong Qingcang's "sinister" intentions, Xia Yiling guessed more than half of it right, and the other half was Murong Qingcang's sincere return to Xia Yiling for the blanket he gave last night.

The six people surrounded Xia Yiling and kept asking questions, Xia Yiling was a little stunned, she moved her lips, but couldn't explain it at all.

The so-called unintentional planting of willows and willows, Xia Yiling was deeply involved in the mystery of a wealthy family and became famous overnight.

At this time, the mobile phone on Xia Yiling's desk rang suddenly, and Xia Yiling saw that it was Murong Zixuan.

Xia Yiling hid in the bathroom to pick it up as if fleeing, but it was still Murong Zixuan's concerned voice,

"I wanted to call you last night, but I was afraid of disturbing your work. Did you work overtime last night until early morning?"

"Well, we worked overtime until... early morning, and I took a nap in the office."

"It's always good to have a rest. I'm calling to remind you that when the two parents meet today, when will uncle and aunt be free?"

Xia Yiling really forgot the agreement, she smiled and said, "Six o'clock tonight."...

When Xia Yiling returned to the office, she thought she would have to torture her to extract a confession, but to her surprise, Director Gao Lang was already standing in the design department, and he was advising the six people who stood in a row.

"That...you want me to tell you what's good about you, what time is it now, is it time for gossip and chat? It's all so decent, go back and sit down for me, work!"

The six of them took a look at Xia Yiling, they all walked away with their heads drooping out of curiosity.

Xia Yiling smiled gratefully at Director Gao Lang who passed by, but Gao Lang stopped beside Xia Yiling, he coughed, picked up the sketch,

"That... the painting is not bad, it can be seen that it was drawn with heart, I will hand it over to President Murong for you..."

Gao Lang couldn't stop smiling, he strode away, and Xia Yiling's face was covered with black lines.

Look, this gossip is originally gender-neutral!