After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 30

Forget it.

How many people can truly understand Xia Shishi? Most people are met with a harsh “scram” the moment they approach her.

The assistant is just an assistant; he doesn’t get involved much in his superior’s private life. He continues with official business: “The company’s safety inspection is complete. Whether it’s electrical, fire safety, security, etc., everything has been executed according to strict standards, and no loopholes were found.”

Wen Jiao nods: “Carry out an inspection every so often from now on.”

“Isn’t that a bit of an overreaction?” the assistant hesitantly asks, “The entire system check will take up a whole day of the employees’ work time, which will significantly affect work efficiency.”

“Safety is paramount.” This is Wen Jiao’s consistent approach.

She handles things rigorously and won’t make the slightest mistake.

Her competitors used to mock her, saying a woman is too timid to achieve anything significant.

But Wen Jiao’s bottom line will never change.

Product quality and employee safety.

Everything else can take a backseat.

The assistant didn’t say much more, but he remembered another matter: “Ms. Shi from Huaya Corporation requested another appointment a few days ago. It has been postponed until now. How do you plan to handle it, Chairwoman Wen?”

Wen Jiao is unfazed: “Arrange for the company manager to meet with her, and then decline.”

The assistant still couldn’t help but say: “Wouldn’t that be a bad idea? Ms. Shi gave us a very low floor price. The profit margin…”

Wen Jiao looks at the assistant and gives a slight laugh: “Why do you think I am so concerned about employee safety?”

Assistant: “…”

“Because the previous construction of the company’s new building was a collaboration with Huaya Corporation, and back then, the building materials were found to be substandard. Although we promptly asked them to replace it—”

“Silence,” Wen Jiao snaps, “What merchants value most is reputation. The fact that she dared to gamble with her reputation means she has blocked all future opportunities for cooperation with us.”

“What if the previous staff had been careless and hadn’t found it? How many employees are in the entire company building? Who would be responsible if something happened?”

Wen Jiao narrows her eyes, making the assistant feel immense pressure: “Yes.”

Wen Jiao: “If there’s nothing else, go back to work.”

After the assistant leaves, Wen Jiao wearily props up her head.

Working while sick, she must not easily get angry, or her body will protest with various side effects every time. Her head now aches as if it’s about to explode.

After a while, Wen Jiao opens a file folder and continues working.

She frowns, still feeling that something isn’t right.

This feeling is strange, like a layer of fog is over her eyes, making everything unclear, and judgment is easily compromised. She seems to have missed a very important piece of information.

Wen Jiao can’t recall it, so she leans back in her chair, organizing all her memories and checking them one by one in her mind.

This kind of computation is not a big problem for Wen Jiao, but thinking it through from start to finish, she can’t recall what she missed.

A sense of anxiety begins to affect Wen Jiao.

After pondering, Wen Jiao calls the butler. She is not comfortable having the assistant handle this matter.

Uncle Zhang has worked for the Wen family for many years. When it comes to trust, besides Zheng He, it’s Uncle Zhang. She asks Uncle Zhang to send a few people to protect Xia Shishi and ensure there are no mistakes.

Since she can’t remember what she missed no matter how hard she tries.

Then she will focus her attention on Xia Shishi.

Other losses don’t matter, but her, Wen Jiao cannot afford to lose.

*

“It’s raining.”

Ye Murou looks at the downpour outside. Although a summer rain brings a lot of coolness, it’s a headache to be caught without an umbrella after work.

Ye Murou borrows an umbrella from someone and looks cautiously at Xia Shishi: “Shall I give you a ride home?”

“What would it look like if you drove me home?” Xia Shishi picks up her phone. “Remember, you are now a rich young lady. Don’t do this kind of fawning. You need some arrogance, otherwise, how can you trick Ji Yan?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Ye Murou readily accepts the correction. “Then, do you want to come to my place to wait out the rain?”

“No,” Xia Shishi sends a message.

“A truly rich young lady has plenty of people eager to flatter her.”

Not long after she spoke, a luxury car appeared at the company’s main entrance. The driver stepped out with an umbrella and, amid much attention, approached Xia Shishi: “Miss.”

Xia Shishi turns to look at Ye Murou: “Wow, your family is so rich! Can you give me a ride?”

Driver: ???

Ye Murou: ???

In the end, both of them get into the car.

Before the car starts, Xia Shishi sees Ji Yan struggling to hail a taxi through the car window, curls her lip, and then withdraws her attention.

“Oh, right, remember to move. A young lady from a rich family wouldn’t live in such a shabby rental apartment.”

Ye Murou finds it strange: “You haven’t been to my place, have you?”

Xia Shishi: “I guessed. Was I wrong?”

No.

Impoverished Ye Murou indeed only rented a very cheap apartment, and commuting to and from work took over an hour.

Xia Shishi wants her to pretend to be rich to interact with those colleagues and show an approachable, billionaire-like side to gather information.

Ye Murou is under a lot of pressure, but she can only comply. She wants to help Xia Shishi.

Xia Shishi sponsored a stranger and has been doing so for so many years; she must be a good person, just not outwardly expressive.

Ye Murou firmly believes this.

She looks at the scenery outside the car. They are getting further and further away from the company. She nervously says, “Will I be disturbing you and your wife if I go to your house?”

“Of course, you will,” Xia Shishi says. Ye Murou is about to politely suggest she can get off midway.

However, Xia Shishi is faster. After rounding a corner, Xia Shishi tells the driver: “Drop her off right here. Alright, new colleague, see you tomorrow at work.”

Ye Murou stands with the small umbrella she borrowed from a colleague, staring blankly at the luxury car disappearing into the rain.

Inside the car.

Xia Shishi is texting Wen Jiao.

From daily reports to warm greetings, it’s as if the two have been separated for more than a dozen hours, perhaps a dozen years.

Wen Jiao still doesn’t have the habit of replying, and Xia Shishi doesn’t pay much attention. She believes Wen Jiao reads every text message, so she messages enthusiastically, even sharing the incident with Ye Murou.

There’s a saying that goes:

The desire to share is the highest form of romance.

Xia Shishi gives all her passion and trivial chatter to Wen Jiao. Her love is precisely this.

But the subsequent ringing of her phone makes Xia Shishi’s anger soar.

The three large characters “Fu Yunhan” on the screen make her desperately want to say “scram.”

Calm down, calm down. This person will use the protagonist’s halo and fight dirty.

Even Wen Jiao could be killed by the plot, so she, a small cannon fodder, should continue to lay low.

Remembering that she had promised Qi Xue to meet Fu Yunhan once, Xia Shishi grudgingly answers the phone, holding her nose: “Hello.”

Fu Yunhan on the other end is stunned, apparently not expecting the call to go through this time.

But then, he questions in an accusatory tone: “Why has your phone been unreachable?”

“I’m working,” Xia Shishi takes a deep breath. “After all, I’m a married person now. I have to work hard on my career and can’t continue to be idle.”

“Xia Shishi, are you crazy?” Fu Yunhan finds it incomprehensible.

A woman who can enjoy the rest of her life on her family’s savings talks about working hard.

This person has been crazy ever since she got engaged to Wen Jiao.

Fu Yunhan feels the situation is increasingly losing control. After his shock subsides, he chooses not to argue with Xia Shishi now: “We haven’t seen each other in a while. How about coming out for a meal sometime?”

He even deliberately softens his voice.

Ugh—Fu Yunhan, do you even remember you have a girlfriend?

Oh, right, Zhou Xiaojiang said they have no relationship.

But even if they don’t, Xia Shishi does! She is a married woman and cannot interact alone with those shady characters! The refusal was on the tip of her tongue, but Xia Shishi changes the subject: “I need to ask for my wife’s opinion.”

Fu Yunhan wants to flip the table at this moment: “You are an independent person; do you need to ask for someone else’s opinion?”

Xia Shishi says innocently: “Yes, I do. That’s my wife, hey. Don’t you have a wife? You don’t understand this. Oh, you don’t.”

The driver in the front seat almost bursts out laughing.

Xia Shishi continues: “Since we’re going to meet, why don’t I bring my wife? We haven’t had a formal meal together yet.”

Perhaps this last sentence provided enough of an out, and there was no reason to refuse, so Fu Yunhan suppresses his anger and agrees: “Then come to my house. My parents want to see you too.”

“Great, I’ll call my wife right now.”

Slams the phone down. Xia Shishi forcefully presses the hang-up button, adding another slight scratch to the screen protector.

She can’t avoid Fu Yunhan this time.

If she doesn’t meet him now, there will be a next time. Rather than being constantly harassed, it’s better to clarify things from the start.

She should bring her wife for a visit.

If her wife doesn’t go, then she won’t go either, claiming her wife is unwell and she needs to stay by her side to take care of her.

Xia Shishi is quite hopeful that Wen Jiao will refuse, and the text message she sends is full of hints: We don’t have to meet if you don’t want to.

To her surprise, Wen Jiao replies: It’s fine. Let’s meet.

Xia Shishi used to visit the Fu family often as a child.

As a result, as soon as she arrived at the Fu family’s house, she was greeted with a long series of welcoming cries of “Miss Xia is here!”

Most importantly, Xia Shishi sees Qi Xue inside.

Qi Xue stands there, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

“You’re familiar with this place too,” Xia Shishi, not wanting to ease the awkwardness, says, “You must be getting familiar with the job here very quickly, right?”

That’s right. As a child, Xia Shishi came here to play. How could she not bring along the person she considered her best friend?

Qi Xue forces a stiff smile and glances at Wen Jiao, who is sitting in a wheelchair beside Xia Shishi. Her complexion is pale, and she looks weak. Although she is ill, she is indescribably beautiful.

Thinking of all the bad things she has said about her, Qi Xue is now so guilty she wants to resign.

Qi Xue obtained this job by threatening Zhou Xiaojiang.

How could Zhou Xiaojiang afford her high salary, so she just handed it over to Fu Yunhan.

Fu Yunhan is the most difficult master to serve, something Qi Xue has deeply realized over the past few days.

“Miss, I…” Qi Xue can’t help but try to find an opportunity to return to Xia Shishi’s side.

“No, no, no,” Xia Shishi raises her hand. “I don’t know why, but hearing you call me ‘Miss’ makes my ears sting. It’s better to stop calling me that from now on.”

Wen Jiao appears to have no reaction. She seems unwell, resting with her eyes closed.

Her breathing is shallow, making people worry.

Xia Shishi takes her hand. Wen Jiao opens her eyes and glances at her, her gaze slightly heavy. In front of outsiders, she is still very willing to cooperate with Xia Shishi in playing the role of an affectionate couple, so she closes her eyes and continues to feign sleep.

Xia Shishi is in a bad mood and wants to continue making things difficult for Qi Xue.

Fortunately, someone calls Qi Xue at this moment. Qi Xue seizes the opportunity to escape, and Xia Shishi lets it go.

“Is she Qi Xue?” Wen Jiao suddenly speaks.

“You were listening, then,” Xia Shishi thought Wen Jiao was truly resting with her eyes closed, which is why she held her hand, only to realize this was just Wen Jiao’s indulgence. Xia Shishi pouts and says, “Yes, it’s her. She always spoke ill of you in front of me, and now she knows how to be embarrassed.”

“Since she’s embarrassed, why doesn’t she stay far away, preferably leave this city! Doesn’t seeing her upset me?”

Wen Jiao listens to Xia Shishi’s complaints and waits until she’s almost done before asking: “Is she working at Fu Yunhan’s house now?”

Xia Shishi curls her lips in a sarcastic arc: “She probably feels a gap now that she’s working somewhere else.”

She got used to picking up money and always wants to keep picking it up.

She thought money was easy to earn here at Fu Yunhan’s, so she came.

Hmph, Xia Shishi doesn’t care about her.

“Your spirits aren’t good today. Let’s finish dinner and quickly slip away,” Xia Shishi looks worriedly at Wen Jiao. Wen Jiao’s health was fine a few days ago, but today her complexion suddenly worsened, making Xia Shishi extremely anxious.

“Don’t worry about me,” Wen Jiao asks Xia Shishi to lean down.

Xia Shishi thinks she has a secret to whisper, so she obediently lowers her head and attentively turns her ear towards Wen Jiao. Instead, she feels a moist heat on her ear.

Just as she feels her ear flushing, she is bitten slightly.

Wen Jiao says vaguely: “Clueless.”

Accusing Xia Shishi of offering her ear instead of her lips, so she could give her a kiss.

“Since you said you wanted a formal meeting, I definitely have to come,” Wen Jiao’s eyes droop tiredly. She is used to her body’s sudden weakness, so she can still hold up.

Wen Jiao says: “You are my fiancée, right.”

Xia Shishi covers her ear with her hand, staring blankly at Wen Jiao.

“You don’t dislike touching me anymore.”

Xia Shishi’s hand freezes in mid-air. After a moment of astonishment, she breaks into a wide smile, her mouth curving high: “Then let’s kiss again. I’m not just your fiancée; I’m your wife. Our marriage is only a matter of time.”

Wen Jiao purses her lips, seemingly hesitant about something, and doesn’t say anything.

Xia Shishi decides to wait patiently.

Someone else couldn’t wait. Fu Yunhan comes out from inside and sees the two of them cuddling and kissing. A fire ignites in his heart.