My Ex-Wife Disappeared for Years and Had My Babies-Chapter 166 - 123 What Did You Eat in the Bathroom?
Chapter 166 -123 What Did You Eat in the Bathroom?
The very thing Su Nian did not wish to happen, just happened.
Under the gaze and whispers of those around, the express elevator that had been moving smoothly suddenly came to a stop, with the number “19” fixed on the display—the floor where Su Nian was.
“It stopped, it stopped! Is the President about to come out?”
Su Nian’s heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively bowed her head a little, shifting towards the edge of the crowd before looking up at the General Elevator—none of the three had come up yet.
“Ding Dong—”
Everyone’s eyes were drawn to the neighbouring express elevator, and when they saw the man walking out from inside, they couldn’t help but suppress their voices in a low exclamation, with some already whipping out their phones for a close-up shot.
Although some had been with the company for seven or eight years, there were still many who had not seen Boss Shen. It was only after Su Nian joined the company that Shen Hanxiu started to visit departments more often, turning the aloof President Shen into someone more approachable in everyone’s eyes.
Shen Hanxiu’s brows were slightly furrowed as he looked around, stepping out of the elevator as people waiting by it automatically cleared a path, their gazes following his departure.
He intended to find someone within the department but then suddenly caught sight of a woman with her back to him standing at the very edge of the crowd. Everyone else was watching him, only that woman was turning her back; aside from Su Nian, no one else was this tone-deaf.
“Accountant Su.”
Following the abrupt change in Shen Hanxiu’s gaze, everyone’s eyes fell upon Su Nian.
Swearing inwardly, Su Nian then turned around, wearing a professional smile as she stupidly laughed without speaking.
“Done packing and still dawdling? Are you responsible if the clients become impatient?”
His businesslike opener allowed Su Nian to breathe a sigh of relief, and she nodded slightly: “Sorry, President Shen.”
Turning around, Shen Hanxiu saw Su Nian still standing rigidly, his tone impatient and full of disdain: “Standing still waiting for spiders to weave a web on you?”
Muffled laughter around her caused Su Nian’s face to flush red, then pale, as she then lowered her head and walked toward the express elevator, reassured slightly by the presence of Yang Zichen inside.
Yang Zichen standing by the elevator doors covertly scanned around; he remembered that girl always followed Su Nian, but today she was nowhere to be seen.
Ever since learning about the marriage, it had been quite some time since he’d seen her.
What Yang Zichen didn’t know was that Wei Lan had received a call from Jing Zan just before getting off work, and like injected with adrenaline, left as soon as the clock struck the hour.
Only upon boarding the business car did Su Nian come back to her senses, where was she headed to?
Glancing at Shen Hanxiu next to her, who was holding a tablet computer and tapping away at something—not playing games judging by the frown on his brow—opposite her, Yang Zichen had been sorting files since he got onboard.
Not that spending time alone with Shen Hanxiu would make any difference.
The location was the “Royal Glan” hotel, the most expensive in the city, not just for anyone with money; its opulence was indeed jaw-dropping. Compared to four years ago, it had now become even more extravagant.
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Su Nian couldn’t help but wonder, what sort of clients would they be meeting today?
Following behind Shen Hanxiu, and walking alongside Yang Zichen, the elevator was transparent, rising floor by floor, making Su Nian too scared to look down at the magnificent view beneath her feet.
When the elevator doors opened, Su Nian immediately stepped out, now seeing the number “50” flashing on the elevator.
The transparent glass made it feel like she could fall through at any moment, and her legs went a bit weak.
But not wanting to appear too timid in front of Shen Hanxiu, she adjusted her posture, stood tall, chest out, and walked forward.
Bright golden light shone in the corridor, with a swath of red carpet on the floor, silencing the sound of footsteps, and the whole corridor was quiet, with only the sight of well-posted service staff ready at the entrance.
Su Nian looked around and was made nervous by the silence, but with Shen Hanxiu and Yang Zichen, she had nothing to worry about—just following behind Shen Hanxiu and filling numbers would do.
Walking along, Shen Hanxiu suddenly stopped, Su Nian quickly halted as well and noticed Shen Hanxiu’s gaze on her, yet he said nothing and, under her bewildered look, pushed open the door edged with gold.
What immediately met her eyes was a room full of people, not the sort of drunken opulence she expected; everyone was in professional attire, sitting properly at the round marble tables.
Most of them were blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreigners. Seeing Shen Hanxiu come in, they all got up, with those closer even reaching out for a handshake.
The most unique was a professionally dressed, amply figured blonde woman who looked in her twenties if not thirty. She stepped forward and took Shen Hanxiu’s hand, speaking perfect Mandarin: “Third Young Master Shen, you are the last to arrive, you must take a penalty drink.”
