Mr. Gu, my wife has blocked you.

Han Ruoxing paused and looked up at Wen Xi, "Anything else?"

Wen Xi shook his head and left with the information.

Han Ruoxing stared at the grapefruit on the table for a long time before she called Feng Suihe.

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Zhou Yan pushed open the door of Song Jiayu's office. The floor was in a mess and documents were scattered all over the floor.

Holding the coffee, she tiptoed around the documents, walked up to Song Jiayu, and handed him the coffee. "Team Leader Song, this is the coffee you asked for."

Song Jiayu didn't respond. She was browsing her phone with a sullen face.

In her group of sisters, everyone was talking about one thing - Tong Yuanxin had a girlfriend.

This person, who has always been very low-key, actually posted photos of himself and his girlfriend on his Moments.

The sisters sent the photos to the group and started discussing with each other.

"This girl doesn't look familiar. Is she from our circle? I don't think I've seen her before."

"I feel like he looks both strange and familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before, but he doesn't look bad at all."

"It shouldn't be someone from the same circle. I heard that the blind date that the Tong family arranged for Tong Yuan this time is from a relatively low-class family. He is the only child in their family, and they are afraid that if they recruit a too powerful relative, they will be wiped out in the future. So they chose someone with a mediocre family background to make it easier to control him."

"No wonder there is no movement in the circle."

"We are not familiar with the Tong family, so it is normal that we don't know. I remember Jiayu and Tongyuan were classmates, and they had a good relationship. Jiayu might know the background of Tongyuan's girlfriend @Song Jiayu."

Song Jiayu opened Tong Yuan’s circle of friends, and there was a photo of the two of them.

The photo is of a girl holding a milk tea. She is wearing a shirt and a ponytail. She is smiling at the camera. Her other hand is being held by a hand extending from the bottom of the photo. It is a photo of a girlfriend holding hands from a boyfriend's perspective that was popular on the Internet for a while. The photo was taken by the person holding her hand. There are no captions, but it is ambiguous enough.

Song Jiayu's face looked extremely ugly, and she directly called Tong Yuan.

The first time she called, no one answered. This had never happened before. Even though she had said such nasty words in front of Mrs. Tong and distanced herself from Tong Yuan, he would still stick to her like a dog as long as she called.

Tong Yuan had neither temper nor personality. When she said, "If you have a girlfriend, we should try to keep in touch as little as possible," he would find ways to reject those blind dates. She didn't believe that he would suddenly have a girlfriend.

She frowned and dialed again. This time, the call was not picked up until the ringing was about to end. Before she could speak, a thin female voice came from the other end, "Hello."

Song Jiayu clutched her phone tightly and asked with a stern face, "Who are you? Where is Tong Yuan?"

"Brother Yuan is in the bathroom, so it's inconvenient for him to answer the phone right now. I'm his girlfriend, my last name is Tian, ​​may I ask your last name? When Brother Yuan comes out later, I'll ask him to call you back."

The voice on the other end of the phone was gentle and polite, but it made Song Jiayu's anger flare up. She sneered, "I've never heard Tong Yuan say that he's in a relationship. Your girlfriend's relationship is quite mysterious."

Tian Tian seemed not to understand the sarcasm in her words, and said with a smile, "Brother Yuan and I just confirmed our relationship not long ago. He is shy and introverted, and doesn't like to talk much. He probably hasn't told anyone. From your tone, it seems that you are very familiar with Brother Yuan. I haven't heard Brother Yuan mention it. Are you his classmate?"

Song Jiayu couldn't laugh anymore. He couldn't say yes or no. After a long while, he said, "What's my relationship with him? Ask Tong Yuan yourself!"

Tian Tian said, "From your tone, I think you have a very good relationship with Brother Yuan. Sister, can I add you on WeChat? You have such a good relationship, so you should know Brother Yuan's likes and dislikes very well. Brother Yuan's birthday is coming soon, and I want to prepare a gift for him. I don't know his other friends, and I can't ask him directly, for fear of not having a surprise. Can you tell me about it?"

Song Jiayu was furious, thinking, "Who the hell are you to talk to me?" But then she thought about how the dog she had trained with so much effort had found a girlfriend behind her back, and she couldn't swallow it. She took a deep breath and said, "Okay, the phone number is my WeChat, add me."

Tian Tian was very happy, "Thank you, sister."

Song Jiayu's eyelids twitched a few times at the sweet voice of "sister", and then she hung up the phone with a dark face.

Tian Tian’s friend request came in quickly, and her WeChat profile picture was exactly the photo from the boyfriend’s perspective that he had just seen in Tong Yuan’s circle of friends.

She clicked yes and immediately opened Tian Tian’s Moments. The top post on her Moments was a close-up photo of her and Tong Yuan, with the caption, “It’s finally my turn to have a sweet relationship~~~”

A fire of evil was building up in her chest. When Zhou Yan handed her the coffee again, she knocked it over. The scalding coffee spilled all over her, and she cried out in pain.

"Team Leader Song?"

Song Jiayu threw everything in front of him down with a ferocious expression and screamed, "Get out! Get out!"

Su Wanqin saw this scene as soon as she came in, and frowned, "Why are you so angry again?"

When Song Jiayu heard Su Wanqin's voice, his ferocious look subsided, but he still had a tense face and turned his head away without saying a word.

Su Wanqin glanced at Zhou Yan, who was looking pale, and said calmly, "You go and deal with it first."

Zhou Yan responded, lowered her head and hurried away.

Su Wanqin picked up the document on the ground and put it on the table. "I have told you so many times, be careful about your behavior. There are so many eyes in the company watching you. They are weighing your every move. You are not yet at the point where you can treat others as if they are not human beings. Be more restrained in what you say and do."

Song Jiayu said in a deep voice, "Han Ruoxing is deliberately targeting me, can't you see that? The knife is pointed at my face, should I endure it?"

"It's only eight million. If you can't take it, no one else can either. The money won't be less. Why are you so angry?"

Song Jiayu clenched her fists. "I just can't bear the fact that she always targets me! And I have to listen to you and swallow my anger! From the time she came back until now, I have been tolerant in everything. When will this day end? I've had enough!"

Su Wanqin sneered, "Then don't endure it. Go and confront her head-on. You are only related by blood. Your surname is Song and hers is Han. Song Wanqian has raised you for twenty years. You are the daughter of the Song family. What are you afraid of? Just wait and see who will be kicked out of the house."

Song Jiayu immediately stopped trying.

She bit her lip for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry, Mom. I was wrong."

Su Wanqin looked at her for a long time before saying, "Your current goal is to win the Perfume Competition. Once you win, your position in the company will be unshakable. If Han Ruoxing wants to kick you out, he should also consider your weight in the company."

Song Jiayu responded, "Mom, Feng Suihe's ranking in the preliminary round is not low either. She was able to create an S-grade essential oil in such a short time. She must have some talent. I'm a little worried."