After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me-Chapter 457 - 317: Couples Edition

Tang Xi nodded, "Yeah, I hope I can always be your meal buddy. We’ll eat through all the snack streets in North City in the evenings."

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Tang Xi took the damaged keyboard to the warehouse to exchange it for a new one.

But her two sets of design drafts were ruined.

At this moment, You Lili’s assistant Lan Ke came out to announce a meeting.

A group of people headed to the conference room.

Everyone presented their design drafts, except Tang Xi was empty-handed.

You Lili reprimanded her, then said, "Tang Xi, I gave you all three days, did you take my words lightly?"

"Director You, you’re not unaware of what happened this morning."

You Lili maintained a very professional attitude, "Failing to protect your own belongings is also your responsibility."

On one side, Jian Rui played it diplomatically, "It’s not like Tang Xi did it on purpose, and she’s new here, she still needs some time to adapt. How about this, Tang Xi, you finish up your drafts in these two days and submit them to Director You’s office."

You Lili didn’t flare up further, she glanced at Gao Minjia’s schadenfreude with a warning look that told her to stir up less trouble.

Gao Minjia slightly restrained herself.

The meeting was dismissed.

Only Gao Youli and Jian Rui were left in the meeting room. You Lili said, "You sure know how to play both sides, even a little intern isn’t spared from your people skills."

Jian Rui only smiled.

"Tang Xi did nothing wrong, her only mistake was not protecting her drafts well enough. It’s a minor issue, why get angry, give the newcomer a chance."

You Lili sarcastically lifted her eyes toward Jian Rui’s retreating figure.

Walking out of the meeting room, the smile at Jian Rui’s lips slowly deepened.

Director You had been busy the previous week. She was not at the company on the day Tang Xi first arrived, and naturally, did not know that it was Shen Duan who brought Tang Xi over.

Who is Shen Duan? The top assistant beside President Fu.

Almost equivalent to being President Fu’s right-hand man.

Having Shen Duan personally deliver her, what a status she must have.

She’s not someone You Lili could afford to offend.

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When eating out with Fang Yuan in the evening, Tang Xi sent Fu Tingzhou a message.

After much hesitation, she edited it down.

"I’m at the food street, do you need anything to eat? I can take it back for you."

Fu Tingzhou should be home by this time.

So should Tangtang.

And Fu Tingzhou doted on his daughter, allowing her to play with his phone.

The reply from the other end was, "Anything is fine."

Seeing this reply, Tang Xi knew that it was sent by Fu Tingzhou himself.

Having lived with Fu Tingzhou for a while, she also knew his personal tastes and preferences.

In fact, when it comes to food, Fu Tingzhou is not particularly picky.

Tang Xi packed up a portion of stir-fried noodles and bid farewell to Fang Yuan.

She got on the subway, and there weren’t many people on the last train.

Tang Xi took out her phone and browsed through the news on the web.

Eventually, it was time to transfer. Tang Xi stepped out, it was around 8:30 in the evening. She put on her headphones planning to listen to a couple of songs, estimating that she should be home in about ten more minutes.

At that moment, she suddenly heard a series of exclamations.

"Grandma, grandma, what’s wrong with you!!"

Following a woman’s cry, Tang Xi immediately rushed over towards the voice.

An elderly woman with greying hair lay on the ground, a woman in her 30s next to her was crying out in panic.

A small crowd also slowly gathered around.

Staff from the subway station ran over to inquire about the situation and immediately took out their phones to call the emergency number 120.

Tang Xi squeezed through the crowd and immediately bent down to check, "Does your grandma have any chronic illnesses? Hypertension, heart disease?"

The woman looked at Tang Xi, "My grandma... she always complains about chest tightness! She hasn’t mentioned any other problems."

"How long has she been unconscious?" Tang Xi asked again.

The woman was anxious, "Just now, just four or five minutes ago?!"

Tang Xi checked the old woman’s condition, and the woman calmed down, not daring to disturb Tang Xi, seemingly sensing a reassuring and trustworthy aura from her.

The elderly lady wasn’t suffering from a heart attack, Tang Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and her breathing seemed normal and steady for now.

"Ma’am, doctor, you are a doctor, right? How is my grandma doing?" the woman asked.

Tang Xi, "As far as I can tell, there’s no immediate danger to her life, but I suggest getting a thorough check when the ambulance arrives."

Hearing Tang Xi’s words, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much."

Once Tang Xi said the elder was fine, some bystanders said, "Are you sure about what you’re saying?"

"Yeah, don’t make a wrong diagnosis."

"The old lady fainted, are you really a doctor? Did you check properly? She’s been unconscious for a while, shouldn’t she get CPR?"

"At this age, it should either be a stroke or a heart attack!"

"Exactly, miss, let me give you a piece of advice, if you’re not a doctor, don’t meddle in things that don’t concern you. I know CPR, I’ve seen videos, let me help this old grandma."

People around were chiming in with their comments.

The elderly lady’s granddaughter frowned and glanced at Tang Xi again.

In fact, she believed in Tang Xi because when Tang Xi came over to check on her grandmother, her technique looked very professional. Moreover, she was calm as if everything was under her control, exuding a sense of stability that made people want to trust her.

Tang Xi calmed the woman’s emotions, then said, "Your grandma is fine for now, it’s probably just exhaustion and some mental stress that caused her to faint suddenly. She should wake up soon, but at her age, it’s best to go to the hospital for a check-up to rule out other possible serious conditions common in the elderly."

"That’s good, that’s good, thank you, doctor."

By this time, the paramedics from the 120 emergency service had arrived, and Tang Xi immediately stood up to make way. The woman thanked Tang Xi again and hurriedly left.

It was just a minor incident.

Tang Xi didn’t take it to heart.

However, she missed a bus, so she was about 10 minutes late getting back.

Arriving home, Tang Xi saw a pair of new pink slippers neatly placed at the entryway.

There were only four pairs of shoes in the house.

This pair was clearly prepared for Tang Xi. After changing into them, she went upstairs and knocked on Fu Tingzhou’s bedroom door, finding that the man wasn’t there. She then headed for his study.

She knocked and entered.

Fu Tingzhou was sitting at his desk, with a pair of glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. He glanced up at Tang Xi, who, carrying a bag of stir-fried noodles, came over and placed it on the table, "I didn’t know what you like to eat, and there was a noodle stall on the way. I’ve eaten there with my colleagues before; it’s tasty and the environment is very clean."

As she spoke, she opened a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed them over.

Tang Xi had another reason for being here, and she hesitated for a moment, looking unsure. Watching Fu Tingzhou take a bite of the noodles, she quickly smiled ingratiatingly and leaned in, "Mr. Fu, may I... may I borrow your laptop to use for a bit?"

She needed to rush a design draft on the computer.

Since coming back from North Island, she didn’t bring many things.

She only brought a few clothes and some daily necessities, leaving the rest, like home appliances, to Su Wenhe.

"I... I will just use the design software, nothing else. I’ll only use it for two hours, I’ll be quick," Tang Xi said, worried he might refuse, "You can use it first and then give it to me later, if that’s better."

Fu Tingzhou looked at her as she bowed her head and pursed her lips. He picked up the noodles and moved to the sofa on one side, "You can use it here."

"Thank you," she said repeatedly.

Fu Tingzhou’s computer was pure black with a slightly metallic brushed texture, and no logo, suggesting it was a unique custom brand.

Tang Xi opened the software and started working.

She needed it for a meeting the next morning.

Initially, Tang Xi felt a bit uncomfortable sitting there; the leather chair was very comfortable, the wooden desk had a high-quality feel and a faint natural wood fragrance.

There was a stack of documents and several books on the desk.

Almost no other superfluous ornaments.

Except for one: a completely transparent crystal globe.

There was a silver metallic fountain pen next to the documents.

A two-meter-long desk with just these items, as simple as could be.

This was his workspace.

What Tang Xi hadn’t expected was that previously, she never dared to come here; even his study, she wouldn’t dare to enter without his permission and would immediately leave after just two minutes, never having taken her time to look around.

But now, she was actually sitting here using his computer...

For a moment, Tang Xi couldn’t concentrate; looking at the designs on the computer seemed all over the place. She took a deep breath and tried hard to compose herself.

But her heart was pounding.

The scent of this man permeated the surroundings, a cold wooden fragrance mixed with a hint of tobacco. Tang Xi’s gaze inadvertently fell on a glass ashtray to her left, which held two extinguished cigarette butts and some ash.

The surroundings were very quiet.

The air almost felt stagnant.

In such a quiet atmosphere, Tang Xi felt her heart beating even faster. She quickly glanced in Fu Tingzhou’s direction.

The man’s study was quite large, about one hundred square meters.

The floor was made of elephant grey wood, complemented by a carpet of the same color.

A huge rotating bookshelf dominated the space, in front of which were a sofa and a coffee table.

At that moment, Fu Tingzhou sat on the sofa reading a book. Tang Xi steadied her mind and began to work on her design drafts.

Time passed unconsciously.

A knock on the door broke the silence.

Fu Tingzhou said, "Come in."

The door was opened, and Huang Yu walked in, holding two glasses of milk, "Sir, miss, have some milk. It will help you sleep better later."

Tang Xi took the milk and noticed the stack of documents that had been on the desk was gone. She glanced at Fu Tingzhou in surprise, only to see the stack of documents now on the coffee table; had she been so focused on her draft that she didn’t even notice Fu Tingzhou coming to take the files?

Huang Yu quickly left.

The study fell silent again.

Tang Xi glanced at the time: around 10:40 pm. Her drafts were almost finished. She saved her work and emailed it to herself.

She stood up, "Mr. Fu, I’m finished, thank you."

Just then, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Fu Tingzhou’s slippers, which were dark blue and, to her surprise, the same style as the ones on her feet.

She had never noticed before.