The next day.
When Feng Ting Shen arrived at the company, he ran into Rong Ci.
Rong Ci didn't know that Feng Ting Shen and Feng Jingxin had already returned to the country.
Suddenly encountering Feng Ting Shen at the company caught her off guard, and she paused for a moment.
Seeing Rong Ci, there was a hint of surprise in Feng Ting Shen's eyes, but he just assumed that Rong Ci had just returned from a business trip and didn't think much of it.
He maintained a neutral expression, treating her like a stranger, coldly walking past her and turning to enter the company.
If this had happened in the past, knowing that he had suddenly returned to the country, Rong Ci would have been extremely excited.
In this situation, even if she couldn't throw herself into his arms, she would have been excited and happy, her eyes filled with joy as she looked at him. Even if he was cold, she would have smiled and actively greeted him with a "Good morning."
But now, after seeing his handsome face, Rong Ci lowered her gaze, and the excitement and joy from the past were no longer there.
However, Feng Ting Shen didn't notice this and had already left first.
Looking at the man's steady and tall figure, Rong Ci didn't know when he had returned, but since he was back in the country, the divorce should be on the agenda soon, right?
Having made up her mind to divorce, Rong Ci didn't dwell too much on Feng Ting Shen anymore. After returning to her desk, she quickly got into work mode.
Half an hour later, Jiang Zhe called and instructed her, "Make two cups of coffee and send them to Mr. Feng's office."
Back when she was trying to get Feng Ting Shen to like her, she found out that he liked drinking coffee, so she put a lot of effort into learning how to make it.
Her efforts paid off.
After drinking the coffee she made, whether at home or in the company, Feng Ting Shen specifically wanted to drink coffee made by her.
When she found out that Feng Ting Shen really liked the coffee she made, she was thrilled for a long time, thinking that it was the first step to success.
In reality, she had underestimated Feng Ting Shen's dislike and guard against her.
He did like the coffee she made, that much was true.
But it was only the coffee she made that he liked.
As for her, his attitude remained cold and distant.
So, whenever he wanted to drink coffee made by her, he usually had Jiang Zhe contact her, and after she made the coffee, it was always Jiang Zhe or the others who came to pick it up.
He never gave her even the slightest opportunity to get close to him.
Only occasionally, when Jiang Zhe or the others were unavailable, did she have the chance to personally bring the coffee to his office.
This time, based on what Jiang Zhe said on the phone, it seemed like she was supposed to make the coffee and send it directly to Feng Ting Shen.
After making the coffee, Rong Ci placed the tray and headed to his office.
The door to Feng Ting Shen's office was open.
As she walked to the office door, about to politely knock, she saw Lin Wu sitting on Feng Ting Shen's lap.
It seemed like they were kissing.
Rong Ci's footsteps suddenly halted, and her face turned pale.
When Lin Wu saw her, she hurriedly got up from Feng Ting Shen's lap.
Feng Ting Shen's expression turned extremely dark, and he coldly said, "Who allowed you to come here?!"
Rong Ci tightly gripped the tray in her hand. "I came here to deliver coffee—"
"That's enough, Secretary Rong," said Cheng Yuan, another of Feng Ting Shen's personal secretaries, who happened to arrive at that moment.
He knew about the relationship between Rong Ci and Feng Ting Shen.
He said, "What you're doing is really pointless."
Cheng Yuan didn't say it directly, but Rong Ci suddenly understood his implied meaning.
He seemed to think that she knew Lin Wu was at the company, and that she was trying to disrupt the interaction between Feng Ting Shen and Lin Wu by using the excuse of delivering coffee...
Looking at Feng Ting Shen's expression, he seemed to think the same.
If it had been before, she might have really done something like that.
But now, since she was about to divorce him, how could she still do such a thing?
But they didn't give her any chance to explain.
Cheng Yuan coldly said, "Please leave immediately!"
Rong Ci's eyes reddened, and her hand holding the tray trembled slightly. Coffee spilled from the cup, burning her fingers. In pain, Rong Ci didn't make a sound but turned and left.
She had only taken two steps when Feng Ting Shen's voice came from the office again, "If this happens again, you won't need to come to the company anymore."
She had already resigned.
Even without this incident, once someone was found to replace her, she would leave the company immediately.
But she knew, no one here cared about her matters.
Saying anything would be pointless.
Rong Ci remained silent, holding the tray, and turned to leave.
Before she left, she heard Lin Wu gently comforting Feng Ting Shen, "It's okay, Ting Shen. I don't think she did it on purpose. Please don't stay angry..."
Rong Ci poured the coffee away, placed her burned fingers under cold water to rinse them, and then skillfully took out the ointment from her bag to apply to the injury.
Don't let the fact that she was good at cooking or making coffee fool you.
Before marrying Feng Ting Shen, she couldn't do housework, couldn't cook, and had never drunk coffee.
But after marriage, for Feng Ting Shen, for their child, she learned everything.
She spent a lot of time learning these things, and it was only after starting from a pitifully bad level that she eventually perfected them.
The bitterness she endured during this process, only she knew.
As for the ointment in her bag—what mother wouldn't habitually carry some medicine for wounds when she personally takes care of her child?
However, since Feng Jingxin and Feng Ting Shen went to Country A, the ointments she had packed were rarely used.
Fortunately, they hadn't expired.
After tending to the wound, Rong Ci suppressed the sharp pain in her heart, the kind that felt like needles pricking her, and returned to her desk to continue working.
She had just organized the files on her desk when she suddenly heard someone say—
"I heard Mr. Feng's girlfriend is at the company!"
"Girlfriend? Mr. Feng has a girlfriend? Who is she? What's her background? Is she pretty?!"
"I'm not sure about her background, but I heard from the receptionist downstairs that she comes from a wealthy family, is incredibly beautiful, and has great aura!"
The two colleagues were chatting when they saw Rong Ci stand up. Remembering they had to go downstairs with her for a meeting, they quickly stopped talking and awkwardly walked over with a forced smile. "Let's focus on work, we can gossip later."
Rong Ci knew they were talking about Lin Wu when they mentioned "Mr. Feng's girlfriend."
But after hearing that, her face showed no expression. She turned and left the office, walking with the two colleagues to the elevator.
As they exited the elevator and were heading toward the meeting room, they saw Lin Wu walking toward them, accompanied by four senior executives from the company.
The four senior executives were surrounding Lin Wu, looking cautious, flattering, and trying to please her.
Lin Wu laughed and said, "Having the managers show me around the company, you really have it hard."
Dressed in designer clothes from head to toe, with every gesture exuding the aura of a rich heiress, Lin Wu spoke politely, yet it seemed as if she already considered herself the boss of the company. Her politeness also carried a hint of detachment, as if she viewed the managers as her subordinates.
The managers laughed and flattered her, "Given your relationship with Mr. Feng, it's our duty to accompany you. You're too kind, Miss Lin."
"Yes, yes," they agreed.
As they spoke, when they saw Rong Ci and the others coming out of the elevator, even though they had automatically stepped aside to avoid blocking their path, the managers immediately furrowed their brows when they saw them.
"Where are you going? What if you bump into Miss Lin? You really have no manners!"