Before they got married, his impression of her stayed at Su Zhinian's professional and business-minded personal secretary. After marriage, he realized she was actually no different from Song Song, a young girl at heart. She loved the color pink and beautiful jewelry and would be as excited as a child when she received surprise gifts.
And now, after their divorce, when she faced him alone, there would be caution and fear in her eyes; she became had incredibly reserved like the life had been sucked out of her.
For some reason, Qin Yinan kept finding himself reminiscing about old times that night. In fact, influenced by the memory, when he swallowed the first piece of Tang Yuan, he even raised his head to smile at her.
His smile lasted barely a moment, but it was enough to let her know he was smiling at her. Instantly, disbelief colored her face just like how she had reacted when he asked her to send the supper into the study for him. However, this time she recovered quickly unlike before where she stood at the corridor stunned for a long time.
He could sense the suppressed excitement radiating off her. She lowered her head and saw that the ash tray was already filled with cigarette butts. She picked it up and emptied the contents in the trashcan. Her gait as she returned the tray to his desk was as sprightly as a fairy, and her liveliness from before seemed to return for that one moment.
The fact that he was willing to talk to her and even smile at her without getting angry steeled her heart. She started to help him clear away the trash and chaos in the study, and in the midst of cleaning, she even turned to him to ask, "Don't worry, I'm sure the investment problem with the company will be solved soon enough."
Qin Yinan was startled and was confused at how she even knew about his financial trouble.
Cheng Qingchong explained with broad strokes, "I heard it from my friends."
Of course, she must have many friends in the business circle. Bad news travels fast; it's little wonder that she has heard about this… Qin Yinan lowered his eyes to continue working on his document, but he did answer her. "I hope so, too. At least it's not as it was before. Tomorrow, I'll be meeting Golden Wings Investment, so I have to work through the night to prepare all the necessary information."
Golden Wings Investment belonged to Jin Ze. It was indeed as she expected; the call he received during dinner was from Jin Ze's company…
"That's wonderful news! Their company is not bad; they've invested in many successful projects over the past few years…" Cheng Qingchong pretended like this was mere chit-chat to her. Then she turned to look at the documents stacking up on Qin Yinan's desk. "…Do you need to go through all of this in one night?"
Qin Yinan answered with a faded "hmm" as he pulled out another document to flip through it.
Cheng Qingchong had started her career as a personal assistant, so when Qin Yinan's company just started and the man would return home to continue his work until late into the night, afraid that it might influence his recovery, she would offer him her help.
As this repeated itself multiple times, it became a habit for him to ask her for help whenever he was swamped by work.
Cheng Qingchong stared at the mountainous pile of documents, thought about it, and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"
Ultimately, things had changed between them. Even the offer of help no longer sounded as natural as it once was. Cheng Qingchong bit on her lips before adding, "When I was working at ST Empire, I was involved in many projects with Golden Wings. I'm familiar with their situation, so I can help you."