100 Days Of Escaping My Wedding-Chapter 572: Making up for Regrets

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Chapter 572: Chapter 572: Making up for Regrets

"So, you..." Gu Hangshen stared nervously at Gong Xiaoqiao’s belly.

Gong Xiaoqiao then slowly took out a report from her bag.

Gu Hangshen only glanced at it for a second before excitedly pulling the girl into a tight embrace...

Back then, because of a misunderstanding between them, he hadn’t been able to be by her side when Xiaoqiao had their first child, but now, at last, he could make up for that regret.

...

SHINE office building.

The receptionist Little Z watched Tang Yu and Xie Anan leave together for lunch and couldn’t help but sigh, "The world is so unpredictable! Who would have thought that in the end, Young Master Tang would end up with a woman who appeared out of nowhere!

I really can’t stand that woman’s arrogant attitude, and she doesn’t even have an official title yet, but she’s going around acting like the lady of the house!"

The other receptionist Little Y disagreed, "But the real power behind the scenes at SH must be Director Leng! After all, she’s an old flame, and with such a strong backing—being Mrs. Gu’s close friend and the sister of Young Master Leng!"

Little Z reminded, "Don’t forget, Xie Anan’s family background isn’t humble either!"

Little Y said disdainfully, "So what! Just a pretty vase! She doesn’t have the resolve our Director Leng has! That presence... tsk tsk!"

Little Z sighed, "Sometimes having too strong a presence might not be a good thing either!"

"True! Young Master Tang spent many years and still couldn’t win over Director Leng! With her personality... I’m afraid she’ll scare all the men away! Even Tang Yu, who was so devoted, eventually couldn’t stand it and gave up!"

Since the company had just been established, to stabilize public sentiment, the fact that Tang Yu had lost his memory was known only to a few people; the general staff were unaware.

Little Y continued to complain, "But it’s really inappropriate for Tang Yu to mix personal issues with business. Do you know? At tonight’s banquet, Tang Yu has actually arranged for Xie Anan to accompany him. Xie Anan isn’t from our company, so why does she get to talk contracts with clients instead of bringing someone from the company with him?"

"After all, she’s openly recognized as his companion, it’s reasonable!"

"I still think Director Leng is more reliable!" Little Y muttered.

Leng Jing listened from around the corner and then walked past expressionless, heading back to her upstairs office.

After a busy afternoon, Leng Jing was about to stretch her limbs when she received a call from Tang Yu.

"Are you busy?"

"Just about to get off work."

"I’ve left the contract on my desk! If it’s convenient, could you please help me bring it over?"

Since that contract was very confidential, Tang Yu couldn’t ask someone else to help.

Leng Jing naturally knew the reason and without further ado replied, "Understood, I’ll be there in ten minutes."

"I’ll wait for you in the exhibition hall parking lot." If one listened closely, they could detect an unusual depth in Tang Yu’s voice.

"Alright." Leng Jing fumbled for the keys to Tang Yu’s office to find the contract as she hung up the phone.

At the other end, Tang Yu exhaled a swirling cloud of smoke and stubbed out the cigarette butt on the ground with the tip of his shoe.

"How is it going?" Xie Anan asked from the side.

"She said she’ll be here soon."

"Oh," Xie Anan nodded, then asked, "So we’re just going to wait here?"

"Yeah."

Xie Anan looked at him as though she wanted to say something. She stopped and started several times, but in the end, she stood there without uttering a word.

Those ten minutes felt as long as the time between the first minute in an exam hall and the final bell signaling the end.

Leng Jing hurriedly drove into the parking garage and was about to get out of the car when her hand, on the door handle, froze. She stared blankly at two familiar figures entwined intimately not far away; her leg, which had just moved to step out, retracted, and she silently leaned back into the seat.