After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 42

The next day, Xia Shishi went to work as usual.

The difference was that the moment she stepped into the building, glances were cast at her from all directions.

Xia Shishi slowly and methodically walked towards the R&D department. The moment she entered, she could clearly feel the room suddenly fall silent.

The boss’s daughter personally coming to work as a colleague—who knew what that implied?

Everyone was afraid of saying the wrong thing, especially those who already had. They kept their distance from Xia Shishi, as if she were some kind of dangerous monster.

Xia Shishi didn’t find it strange. She walked over to her cubicle and sat down.

After a while, Ji Yan arrived.

To be assigned by the R&D manager to mentor two interns…

Especially since the manager knew Xia Shishi’s identity, yet still let Ji Yan be the mentor.

This Ji Yan certainly had his notable qualities—he was thick-skinned enough.

Ji Yan greeted Xia Shishi as if nothing had happened: “You don’t need to do those miscellaneous tasks today. Follow me and learn.”

Xia Shishi narrowed her eyes slightly and asked directly: “Is this because of my identity, or was it originally arranged this way?”

Ji Yan braced himself: “All newcomers start this way—first dealing with some trivial matters, then they learn faster when they move on to the practical work. Look at Ye Murou, isn’t she doing the same?”

Xia Shishi looked at Ye Murou.

Ye Murou instantly changed her expression, putting on an attitude that was three parts disdain, four parts grudging acceptance, and the remaining three parts couldn’t be made up.

Following Xia Shishi’s instructions, Ye Murou had switched to wearing discreet designer brands.

However, she subtly and deliberately demonstrated generosity in front of her colleagues.

This led her colleagues to believe in her identity as a rich second-generation heir.

As a fellow rich second-generation, Ye Murou’s social skills were displayed much better than Xia Shishi’s. Although occasional flaws would appear, she would follow Xia Shishi’s instructions and not explain them, and others would cover for her.

This resulted in everyone preferring Ye Murou, even though Xia Shishi was the boss’s daughter.

Now, they were even using Ye Murou as an example for her.

The overt and covert exclusion made Xia Shishi smile.

That’s right, she thought.

She smiled and accepted: “Alright then.”

Ji Yan took a deep breath, then honestly spent the rest of the day guiding Xia Shishi.

After work, Xia Shishi called Wen Jiao.

“Are you really heartless enough to let me go alone?”

“I’m not convenient,” Wen Jiao said softly. “It’s better for you to go alone than to invite a few of the company’s old veterans.”

Xia Shishi: “But you’re my wife.”

Wen Jiao: “…I’m not convenient.”

It was hard to distinguish Wen Jiao’s tone over the phone.

Xia Shishi simply steeled her heart, made a video call, placed her phone on the table in front of her, and clasped her hands together like she was praying to Buddha: “I’m afraid I’ll say the wrong thing! I can’t manage without you watching over me!”

Wen Jiao’s voice was steady, and her expression was equally composed. It was this habit that gave her greater pressure in the business world.

She maintained a calm demeanor: “My presence would interfere with the serious business.”

Wen Jiao subtly lifted her skirt, but due to the limited scope of the phone’s camera, Xia Shishi could only see the skirt, not her legs.

Wen Jiao calmly refused: “I am a patient and need care. I would easily disrupt you all while you are discussing serious matters.”

Xia Shishi wanted to say she wouldn’t.

But she knew she would.

She would definitely get distracted by Wen Jiao then, and Wen Jiao probably thought of this, which is why she refused.

Xia Shishi and Wen Jiao had discussed this matter.

The company’s old-timers were moved to other departments. Even though they had more experience, they gave up on further research and development.

Xia Shishi planned to invite them back to the R&D department. Even if they didn’t return to the current R&D department, it didn’t matter—they could simply create another R&D department, with each group conducting their own research.

Xia Shishi wanted to go in person, which would take up some of her time.

So she told Wen Jiao about it.

To report her itinerary, you know.

After telling her, Xia Shishi regretted it, feeling a dissatisfaction in her heart that she wouldn’t be able to see Wen Jiao after work.

Driven by her possessive desire, Xia Shishi wanted to bring Wen Jiao along.

Wen Jiao: “Go by yourself.”

Xia Shishi’s pleading smile froze.

Wen Jiao, who was always accommodating and allowed Xia Shishi to be increasingly reckless, was very firm this time. Wen Jiao composed herself: “You don’t need to worry about saying the wrong thing. You are not the Xia Shishi the world talks about.”

Xia Shishi’s face fell.

She wasn’t worried about saying the wrong thing!

She wanted Wen Jiao to worry about her.

But the current Wen Jiao was like a parent who lets their child grow up independently, hard-hearted.

Xia Shishi felt like she hadn’t been weaned yet, stubbornly clinging to Wen Jiao before agreeing to do anything.

Wen Jiao: “Isn’t this what you wanted to do?”

Xia Shishi’s eyes widened.

All her changes in expression fell into Wen Jiao’s sight.

The video call started because Xia Shishi wanted to look at Wen Jiao while talking, but instead, she was seen through by Wen Jiao.

Wen Jiao looked at her: “Shishi, you were the one who said it.”

“You wanted to go to work to provide for me, so how can you give up now?”

Xia Shishi pulled back, instinctively raising her hand to cover her nose.

Wen Jiao spoke those two sentences in a very serious tone.

Yet, they gave Xia Shishi the feeling of a seductive spirit, making one just grin foolishly and agree with every “yes, of course, I’ll do whatever you want.”

So spineless, Xia Shishi chastised herself.

Wen Jiao seemed not to understand Xia Shishi’s reaction, frowning slightly.

“It’s time for you to leave,” Wen Jiao said, ending the call.

Xia Shishi pulled a tissue to cover her nose and muttered: “My wife is so heartless.”

After Wen Jiao hung up the phone, Zheng He looked up: “All done talking?”

Wen Jiao leaned tiredly on the wheelchair. The caregiver was massaging her calves. Everyone was observing Wen Jiao’s reaction.

“Are you really getting sensation back?” Zheng He asked, holding his notepad.

“No,” Wen Jiao said honestly. “No feeling at all.”

But when she had thought of Xia Shishi earlier, she did have a very strong urge to stand up.

As a result, she felt the blood flow, and a faint sensation came from her legs.

This gave her hope of standing up again.

But now, the caregiver had been massaging her for a while, and it was the same as before—no feeling whatsoever, as if the previous sensation was nothing more than a fleeting dream.

Zheng He didn’t show disappointment: “We can’t rush things. Let’s continue tomorrow.”

He wrote a few words and a string of numbers on the paper, then put it away.

The caregiver finished the massage and thoughtfully left the room.

Although Wen Jiao had moved into the Xia home, Xia’s mother had arranged everything perfectly, which significantly improved Zheng He’s impression of the Xia family.

Because of this, Zheng He once again brought up Xia Shishi in front of Wen Jiao: “You’ve always been concerned about the girl. Why didn’t you go with her? After all, she actively asked you to.”

Previously, Zheng He believed Wen Jiao would have immediately agreed.

Now, he found her somewhat inscrutable.

Perhaps influenced by Xia Shishi, Wen Jiao spoke more than before.

In the past, she would simply ignore Zheng He.

Now, she said: “I could always keep her hidden, letting her stand behind me.” Therefore, she would agree to any request Xia Shishi made.

Even if Xia Shishi didn’t like her, Wen Jiao still couldn’t bear to refuse her.

But with Xia Shishi’s changes, Wen Jiao’s thinking also changed.

“Yesterday, she asked me to invest in a TV drama,” Wen Jiao mentioned.

Zheng He continued listening, puzzled.

“She said that drama would definitely make a lot of money. I asked my assistant to have someone analyze it, and the result was that it had huge potential market. Then she proactively brought up matters concerning the Xia Group. I initially thought she had a question for me, but she directly stated her own ideas.”

Because of these things, Wen Jiao’s perspective changed.

She discovered that Xia Shishi was a very assertive person. Even though Xia Shishi constantly called her “wife,” making her seem like a little fool.

Yet, when Xia Shishi discussed those matters, she was clear-headed and calm.

Zheng He said, “Oh.” “So you want to try an ‘nurturing’ relationship?”

Wen Jiao: “…”

Zheng He: “Well done, you.”

Xia Shishi didn’t know about her wife’s high praise, otherwise, she would be ecstatic.

She was currently on her way to find the company’s old veterans.

Xia Shishi had never done the act of visiting people with gifts, nor did she have an assistant to handle it for her, but Xia Shishi could copy the answers.

She simply asked Xia’s father: “What do the uncles all like?”

Xia’s father had a relatively good relationship with them. Even if they didn’t interact much later on, they had, after all, worked together in their youth.

Xia’s father quickly sent over the answer regarding the preferences of the old veterans.

Xia Shishi purchased gifts according to what was written.

The old veterans all had their own families, and Xia Shishi definitely couldn’t visit them all in one evening.

She chose the “eldest brother” mentioned by Xia’s father.

The one who had the most influence among the group.

Arriving outside the apartment, Xia Shishi rang the doorbell. The moment the door opened, she said: “Excuse me, is the teacher home? The student has a few questions I’d like to ask.”

She was almost turned away.

A few minutes later, Xia Shishi was seated in the living room, looking at the old veteran, Fang Yingcai: “Yes, I am Xia Xinyuan’s daughter.”

Fang Yingcai had only seen Xia Shishi when she was little. He hadn’t expected her to grow up so much. He turned to his wife and said, “It’s my boss’s daughter. Hurry up and make some good food.”

Xia Shishi smiled at them.

“How’s your dad doing?” Fang Yingcai poured tea for Xia Shishi.

Xia Shishi: “He’s very well. He just keeps mentioning that it would be great if he could find time to have a meal with you all.”

At this, Fang Yingcai put down the teapot and sighed: “Ah, things are different now.”

When they first started working hard together, there wasn’t much distance between them.

Now, Xia’s father was the big boss of the group. Even if he didn’t look down on his old brothers, they didn’t feel comfortable brazenly trying to join him.

The benefits Xia’s father gave them were good enough.

The shares alone were enough for their retirement.

Xia Shishi looked on with a smile, feeling a little envious of their friendship: “Nothing is different. You are friends.”

Fang Yingcai didn’t want to discuss this in front of a junior: “You said you had questions to ask me when you came in?”

Xia Shishi took out the notebook she had prepared in advance.

“It’s like this: I joined the company’s R&D department, but I have a lot of problems that I can’t solve, so I wanted to come and consult you.”

Fang Yingcai took the notebook: “The R&D department has someone mentoring you, right? Don’t they know the answers?”

Xia Shishi was Xia Xinyuan’s daughter; she surely wouldn’t be neglected.

Fang Yingcai became curious about what the problems were.

He took the notebook and glanced inside, first seeing the company’s formulas on the first few pages.

He could tell it was Xia Shishi’s handwriting, and it wasn’t bad, suggesting Xia Shishi didn’t join R&D just to play around.

Fang Yingcai became interested.

But soon, he frowned: “Your ingredient ratio is wrong. It should be…”

Xia Shishi kept smiling.

Even when corrected, she maintained an expression that suggested she already knew.

Those few pages were specifically written for Ji Yan to see—it wouldn’t do if they were correct.

Xia Shishi casually said: “The first few pages are just my rough drafts. Teacher, look at the back. That’s a formula I came up with for my wife. I’m worried there might be a flaw, so I wanted you to look it over.”

Her wife was no ordinary person.

The skincare products made for her had to be the best.

There could be no mistakes.

Fang Yingcai: “…”

So, you came all this way just for your wife, didn’t you.