Ning Ruixi and Han Wu walked toward the marketing department one after another. What was merely a coincidence seemed like a different picture to the outsiders.
"Didn't you say she was married? How come she's still dealing with Han the young master?"
Peering through the office glass at the two figures gradually walking away in the corridor, a woman munching on biscuits nudged her colleague at the next desk and muttered while pointing at their retreating backs.
"My goodness, she's married, right? She even got caught by her mother-in-law yesterday for fooling around with Han the young master. How come she's acting like a slut again today? Han the young master is really lovesick, must've been fooled by her innocent appearance."
Hearing the gossip, a colleague dropped the signing pen she was vigorously writing with and leaned in. She took one look and burst out cursing.