The light footsteps suddenly stopped, Mi Jing stood under the sun, looking up at the tall building in front of her, with a look of surprise and bewilderment.
Could it be that he is the director of this hospital?
This guess suddenly emerged in Mi Jing's mind, handsome, wealthy, these two points completely matched what Lulu had said. Could he really be...
"Madam..."
Her drifting thoughts were pulled back by a respectful voice. She turned her head to see a refined man wearing gold-rimmed frameless glasses, and Mi Jing was taken aback.
She had seen him before. The day she went to register the marriage with Shen Lingxing, they met at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau.
"Were you just calling me?" Mi Jing looked around and, finding no one else around, uncertainly asked.
"Yes, Madam, the director asked me to take you upstairs." Jiang Jian gave a faint smile and confirmed to Mi Jing.
Sure enough, Shen Lingxing was exactly the director placed on a pedestal that Lulu described!
This was an expected fact, Mi Jing accepted it calmly, but the awkward title "Madam" stunned her, suddenly making her feel several decades older.
"My name is Mi Jing, please just call me by my name in the future. 'Madam' sounds a bit odd," Mi Jing said with an awkward smile to Jiang Jian.
"Okay."
Jiang Jian couldn't have asked for more. Calling a woman younger than him "Madam" took a lot of courage, and he also felt awkward. He called her "Madam" only out of politeness, as calling her by name directly felt impolite.
"I'm Jiang Jian, the director's assistant."
After introducing himself, Jiang Jian led Mi Jing into the hospital lobby. Under the gossiping gazes of the reception staff, they walked one after the other into the elevator, heading straight to the seventh floor.
Ding——
The elevator doors opened, and Mi Jing followed Jiang Jian out. After a few steps, she unconsciously looked ahead, her eyes meeting Shen Lingxing, who was walking towards them from the other end of the corridor.
He was wearing a white coat, holding something like a clipboard in his hand, walking side by side with a female doctor also in a white coat. They were talking as they walked, very focused, not noticing the gazes from the surrounding people.
As they got closer, Mi Jing finally saw the female doctor's face clearly and did not miss the blatant affection in her eyes.
The female doctor had a beautiful face but seemed to be quite bold. She wore a low-necked sweater under her unbuttoned white coat, revealing a deep cleavage and two half-spheres, attracting a lot of eyes, with even some men whistling flirtatiously at her.
However, the female doctor did not care about the other men's amazement; her infatuated gaze was fixed on Shen Lingxing's handsome face, her admiration unmistakable.
Wow, he really has good fortune!
Such an impressive figure, with a stunning visual effect, a face of an angel with the body of a devil, could Shen Lingxing really not be tempted by such a beauty?
Curiosity suddenly arose, Mi Jing's gaze shifted back to Shen Lingxing, only to see him looking calm, his eyes not glancing at that stunning figure, talking calmly with the female doctor.
So unromantic?
Surprised, Mi Jing raised her eyebrows, mischievously thinking that the female doctor's heart must be bleeding now!
"These are the points to note. The surgery is tomorrow, so go and prepare," as they got closer, Mi Jing heard Shen Lingxing's voice.
"Okay, Director, don't worry, I will prepare seriously." The female doctor said shyly and sweetly in a coquettish tone, "It's lunch time, Director, how about we..."
"Director, madam is here."
Before the female doctor could finish, Jiang Jian at Mi Jing's side suddenly interrupted, drawing a glare from the female doctor.
"Lunch is here, are you still busy?"
Being addressed, Mi Jing smiled and asked Shen Lingxing. As soon as she spoke, the female doctor cast a hostile gaze at her.
"I'm done." Saying that, Shen Lingxing walked over to Mi Jing, took her hand, and led her to his office, leaving the female doctor and Jiang Jian standing there.
"Assistant Jiang, who is that woman?" Yang Yunyun raised her chin and pointed at Mi Jing's back arrogantly.
"The director's wife." Jiang Jian said word by word.
Previously, Shen Lingxing asked him to keep the marriage secret, but only from the old lady, not prohibiting him from disclosing the marriage publicly, so he told the truth without hesitation.
"How is that possible?" Yang Yunyun raised her voice in disbelief, looking shocked.
"..."
Jiang Jian ignored Yang Yunyun and turned to leave indifferently.
In the director's office.
Mi Jing was sitting alone on the sofa, taking the lunch box out of the bag. When she saw Shen Lingxing coming out from the inner room, she opened the lunch box and set it up.
"My dad said that if you like his cooking, he would be happy to cook for you often, and you are always welcome to come to our house for meals." Mi Jing sat up straight, dutifully relaying her father's words to Shen Lingxing.
Hearing this, Shen Lingxing's heart warmed, he looked at Mi Jing, then took out his phone and thanked Mi Zhihong right in front of her.
His clear and pleasant voice floated into her ears, Mi Jing looked up at Shen Lingxing, seeing his handsome profile with a faint smile on his lips.
He spoke several words of praise about her father's cooking skills, listening to which, Mi Jing could easily imagine how happy her father would look on the other end of the phone.
After chatting for a while, Shen Lingxing hung up the phone.
"Have you eaten?" Shen Lingxing casually placed his phone on the coffee table, looked at the lunch box, and asked Mi Jing.
"Yes, you should eat while it's hot."
Shen Lingxing ate with gusto, while Mi Jing sat idly, surveying the office.
The entire office was decorated in a simple and clean style, neat and organized, with no excessive decorations, creating a professional yet comfortable working environment.
Mi Jing's gaze swept around the office, then she glanced lightly at Shen Lingxing before looking out the window, daydreaming about the sky outside.
Shen Lingxing, looking up from his food, noticed Mi Jing's dazed expression, her usually bright eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, dimming their sparkle.
Clearing his throat...
Shen Lingxing cleared his throat twice, snapping Mi Jing back to reality, "Are you choked? Wait a moment, I'll get you some water."