Lin Mengyao felt a bit baffled, looking at Wu Xue with a slightly surprised expression, and said calmly with a hint of indifference, "Got it, you can leave now."
Wu Xue gave Lin Mengyao one last deep look, then walked out to the pantry, casually chatting with other longtime employees in the company, "Why isn't anyone chasing after our President Lin, who's so beautiful, the perfect rich and pretty woman?" Wu Xue asked with a gossipy expression, looking quite curious.
"How would someone pursue her when our President Lin is already married?"
"Huh? That can't be true, I've been with the company for two months and I've never seen her husband come to drop her off at work." Wu Xue felt a sinking feeling inside, yet kept a face of utter disbelief.
Seeing Wu Xue's gossipy demeanor ignited the gossip spirit in everyone, and they shared all the information they knew without needing further prodding.
