<h4>Chapter 521: Chapter 521: Cultivation of Green Tea</h4><h4></h4>


    She didn’t understand why, despite having decided long ago that she wouldn’t give up upon her return this time; despite telling herself countless times that as long as Xia Ning was alive, it would be impossible for her topletely sever ties with He Xing; despite reconciling with herself during so manyte nights; despite convincing herself to turn a blind eye to Xia Ning’s affected behavior, still...


    It turns out that while it’s possible to convince oneself temporarily with so many reasons, it is impossible to convince oneself for a lifetime, to convince one’s heart.


    Ever since Xia Ning appeared, Fu Han knew that no good woulde of it. Actually, at first, she was satisfied with He Xing’s reaction, where he did not position Xia Ning on an equal footing with Fu Han.


    Truthfully, when Xia Ning resorted to her old tricks of using her mother as a pretext, Fu Han was not surprised in the slightest; in fact, she even looked forward to seeing He Xing’s reaction. After all, this was their first encounter with Xia Ning since they got back together, and she thought He Xing would surely give her enough respect.


    But s, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and that saying has never been just for the sake of it; true knowledgees from practice, a truth that will never change until death.


    Fu Han lifted her hand to cover her heart, where something seemed broken, uncertain of when it might be pieced back together.


    Her pale fingers, like pieces of jade,nded on the burgundy sweater; as beautiful as they were, they always seemed to carry a hint of sadness—just as the warm sunlight of the afternoon couldn’t warm Fu Han’s chilly fingertips.


    There was a knock at the door, and an employee stood cautiously at the entrance, looking at Fu Han: "Manager Fu, about the task you assigned us this morning... I’vepleted it. Can Ie in and report to you now?"


    Only then did Fu Han remember the task she had assigned to the staff this morning. It wasn’t in her nned afternoon workload, yet it was a necessary task, otherwise, her effort to assert her authority in the morning would be wasted.


    But obviously, it’s not possible to have dozens of staff members report one by one, as she would be overwhelmed to death.


    Drumming her fingers twice on the table, Fu Han already had a n. She smiled at the employee by the door and said, "Before you report, please go out and notify everyone that I want all the supervisors and those above them toe in for a meeting."


    In less than five minutes, all managers and supervisors hade in, lined up in two rows in front of Fu Han, waiting for her to speak, with an attitude of exceptional respect.


    Cheng Yihan Multimedia Company might have a certain reputation in City A, but in reality, they were just a smallpany. Below Su Cheng and Fu Han, the highest-ranking positions were managers, followed by supervisors, and then team leaders.


    Fu Han’s gaze swept over everyone, and she said indifferently, "Considering the workload issue I mentioned this morning, I’m making some adjustments. All staff will report to their direct supervisors: team members to team leaders, team leaders after organizing will report to supervisors, supervisors to managers, and managers will report to me. Does anyone have any questions?"


    After the morning’s events, everyone had unconditional trust in Fu Han’s decisions. Of course, there were no questions, and the response was swift. After Fu Han announced the meeting was over, they all fled as if escaping.


    Fu Han stretched outzily, feeling as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders, so much so that even the financial statements, which usually bored her to death, now seemed manageable.


    ...


    In the Nanny car, Xia Ning sat alone in the spacious cabin, her gaze fixed on the front, while He Xing stared unblinkingly ahead, with no intention of speaking to Xia Ning.


    Even though Xia Ning had nned everything meticulously, and all was going ording to her n, where did it go wrong?


    Xia Ning couldn’t understand it. To be closer to He Xing, she took the initiative to call Liang Tao, saying He Xing had asked for the Nanny car.


    She thought that by doing so, Liang Tao would be their driver, and then she would be able to chat with He Xing in the back seat; but what actually happened? After getting the keys, He Xing sent Liang Tao away.


    The real issue was that He Xing’s reason for not letting Liang Tao drive was Fu Han. He Xing had ordered Liang Tao to take people and redo Fu Han’s office, making absolutely certain that it was morefortable for Fu Han.


    Today was Xia Ning’s first visit to Fu Han’s office, and honestly, she was surprised. She hadn’t expected Fu Han to work in such a shabby office.


    When she saw He Xing and Fu Han crowded together by theputer desk for a meal, it felt to her like they were eating at a sidewalk stall, so humble that it pained her heart.


    Of course, the only person Xia Ning felt sorry for was He Xing, and the more she pitied him, the more she resented Fu Han.


    If it weren’t for Fu Han’s pretentious insistence on having her own career, if it weren’t for Fu Han’s temperamental outbursts, would He Xing have to eat in such a destitute ce?


    As for Fu Han’s so-called ’career,’ it was worthless in Xia Ning’s eyes.


    She felt that the entire monthly ie of Fu Han’spany wasn’t even as much as her own monthly allowance, so why bother working so hard? Waking up naturally every day, then spending time on beauty treatments and skincare, while also pondering how to get closer to He Xing, made for a fulfilling day.


    Xia Ning had heard that besides giving Fu Han a no-limit credit card, Old Master He also transferred a huge amount of pocket money to Fu Han each month; but after going abroad, Fu Han had not spent a single cent of the He Family’s money, saying she wanted to be self-reliant.


    If it were Xia Ning, she wouldn’t be as foolish as Fu Han. Why make an enemy of money? And with such a long-term meal ticket at her disposal, why bother working so hard? Wouldn’t it be better to just wake up and go shopping for pretty clothes?


    Another red light up ahead, and He Xing brought the car to a steady halt.


    From Xia Ning’s perspective, she could clearly see He Xing’s sculpted profile and those eyes, brighter than the stars in the sky.


    Every time she saw He Xing, Xia Ning’s heartbeat would involuntarily start to race, and it wasn’t just a mild quickening but a thunderous surge.


    She had been admiring He Xing for nearly twenty years, yet it was never enough for her, and she was absolutely certain that even a lifetime wouldn’t suffice.


    While gazing adoringly at He Xing, Xia Ning softly said, "He Xing, you and Fu Han didn’t have a fight, did you?"


    "Why do you ask that?" He Xing’s voice was cold as he spoke, his eyes meeting Xia Ning’s in the rear-view mirror, one icy cold, the other burning with passion. But how could a mere spark hope to melt an ice age?


    Xia Ning crumbled at a touch. As she turned her gaze away in a flutter of anxiety, she tried to put on a caring face and said, "He Xing, I... I don’t want you and Fu Han to fight because of me. Every time you fight, you get unhappy. I want you to be happy. As long as you are happy, I’m willing to do anything."