After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 347 - 245: Girl’s Skirt

Chapter 347: Chapter 245: Girl’s Skirt

Tang Xi, carrying fruits, arrived at the second-floor emergency ward.

Here, she also met several acquaintances.

She had been transferred from here, but the nurses and doctors here were colleagues for a month, Tang Xi nodded lightly with a faint smile, saying she was here to visit a friend.

She exchanged a few pleasantries with some nurses and doctors before heading to the ward.

As she pushed open the door and entered, she saw this man named Xu Jiucheng. Tang Xi frowned, having vaguely known a bit about the grudges between Shen Qingli and Xu Jiucheng, and knew that Shen Qingli was reluctant to have much contact with this man now.

If this man had not indulged his companion in causing a commotion in the store, Shen Qingli wouldn’t be lying in the hospital bed now.

Tang Xi walked over, "Sir, the patient needs to rest, please leave."

Xu Jiucheng glanced at Tang Xi, then smiled faintly at Shen Qingli, "I truly underestimated you, managing to hook up with Fu Tingzhou’s woman in such a short time. You really are capable, playing both sides."

Tang Xi furrowed her brows.

Although she felt uncomfortable with the few words "Fu Tingzhou’s woman", now was not the time to argue. She pointed towards the door, "Sir, the patient needs to rest."

Xu Jiucheng stood up, "Your name is Tang Xi."

Shen Qingli, lying on the hospital bed, thought Xu Jiucheng was going to trouble Tang Xi, and forced herself to sit up and grabbed Xu Jiucheng’s sleeve, "It has nothing to do with my friend, if you have issues, direct them at me."

Tang Xi grabbed Shen Qingli’s hand, blocking her, "I’m fine, don’t worry about me."

"I don’t need your interference in matters concerning Shen Qingli. Don’t think just because you’re Fu Tingzhou’s woman I can keep tolerating you." After saying that, Xu Jiucheng’s gaze lightly swept over Shen Qingli’s pale, weak face, finally landing on her swollen fingers, his brows slightly furrowed, "Shen Qingli, I’ve told you before, your parents’ sins can never be redeemed in a lifetime, everything has only just begun, put away your pitiable look, it only disgusts me."

Having said that, Xu Jiucheng turned around and left with big strides.

Shen Qingli slowly lay back down on the hospital bed.

Tang Xi quickly checked on her, "How are you feeling, is there any discomfort?" Seeing Shen Qingli’s clenched fingers, with swollen fingertips, she quickly grabbed her hand, gently stretching it out.

She took out ointment from her bag, warming it in the palm of her hand, and said to Shen Qingli, "This is a Chinese herbal ointment, quite effective. Apply it once a day, and you should see the effect in three to four days."

Shen Qingli wanted to say thank you through sign language, but her hand was grasped by Tang Xi, she smiled a bit looking at Tang Xi.

Tang Xi also responded with a smile, "Gu Zhiyi is scheduled in the outpatient service this morning and is unavailable now. She will come over when she gets off work at noon; I’m off this afternoon so I’ll stay here with you."

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The jewelry design competition soon reached the preliminary round.

Tang Xi received the invitation and the design theme for the preliminary round in her mailbox.

This time, the design theme was drawn by lots, with ten designers per group, each group having a different theme.

The theme for Tang Xi’s group this time was ’Gentle Breeze’

Upon first glance, the term seemed a bit abstract.

Tang Xi did not leave the cafeteria after lunch, but instead took out paper and pen from her bag and started sketching designs by the window.

She drew a handmade draft.

The group she was in consisted of ten random people, unfamiliar and unacquainted, without any means to contact each other. The email only notified Tang Xi that she was assigned to Group Eight, and the theme for Group Eight was Gentle Breeze.

Shen Qingli was assigned to Group Ten, and the theme was Blazing Sun.

Tang Xi quickly completed the draft, and by that evening, she had finished the designs on her computer. Without much thought, she directly clicked to send the email.

Meanwhile, at the North Island Ferry Port.

Shangguan Dongting and Shangguan Nanxian had been waiting for some time again. They saw a figure in light white disembark from the ship and immediately went to greet them.

The evening breeze lifted the hair on Shangguan Nanxian’s forehead, her face bearing a respectful smile as she bowed slightly, "Mr. Shen, I am Nanxian, this is my brother Dongting."

The person who arrived was indeed Shen Qinglin.

Only Shen Qinglin could command such a cautious and reverent treatment from Shangguan Nanxian without any mistakes.

Shen Qinglin’s face was well maintained; she appeared to be around 46 or 47 years old but looked closer to 35. Her face was naturally elegant without traces of excessive cosmetic procedures, giving her the air of a university professor teaching history.

And those eyes, they carried a certain sharpness.

At this moment, Shen Qinglin’s lips curled into a faint smile, "Miss Shangguan, it’s been some time since we last met."

"My father has already prepared a banquet at home. President Shen, please this way."

Shen Qinglin handed her handbag to the assistant behind her, who stepped forward and whispered a few words in Shen Qinglin’s ear. Shen Qinglin nodded. "I understand."

Shen Qinglin got into Shangguan Nanxian’s car, which slowly drove towards the Shangguan family’s residence.

Shangguan Bai had long instructed the kitchen to prepare a lavish dinner.

In front of Shen Qinglin, Shangguan Bai also appeared somewhat reserved, as the woman before him was the president of the international News Group. She created everything from nothing, and her methods and courage are far beyond ordinary people. This collaboration with the Shangguan family, it could be said, has reversed the entire situation on North Island.

Shangguan Bai did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

As soon as Shen Qinglin took her seat, a servant of the Shangguan family hurried over, "Master, young master, miss, Mr. Fu has arrived."

Shangguan Nanxian immediately stood up and walked out to welcome him.

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Fu Tingzhou walked into the living room, and the first thing he saw was the woman sitting on the sofa.

He had never seen Shen Qinglin before this.

But he had heard the name Shen Qinglin many times.

Shen Qinglin is Xu Yiran’s stepmother.

Xu Yunjie’s former wife, though they are already divorced.

The first glance of Shen Qinglin also fell on Fu Tingzhou. The woman slightly squinted her eyes, showing no other expression or movement, just quietly drinking the tea in her cup, waiting for Fu Tingzhou to come over.

Shangguan Nanxian quickly made introductions in between.

Fu Tingzhou slightly nodded, "President Shen, I am Fu Tingzhou."

Shen Qinglin smiled faintly, "I’ve heard your name."

It was more than just hearing; in North City, the mere mention of Fu Tingzhou could create significant ripples. Moreover, given Fu Tingzhou’s close personal relationship with Xu Yiran, Shen Qinglin, as Xu Yiran’s stepmother, naturally paid attention to him.

Shangguan Bai said, "Let’s have dinner first, then after dinner, let Nanxian take you to the backyard garden for a walk. There are many exquisite plants in the garden; it’s a great place for a walk and chat."

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At 10 a.m., Shen Qinglin arrived at the Shangguan Group building.

In the office, Shangguan Nanxian was currently reviewing the design entries from the open selection with the chief of the design department.

Shen Qinglin also participated, "The entries from the open selection were all free-form, each choosing their strengths. The preliminary competition’s thematic design is the key point of assessment."

Shangguan Nanxian said, "The preliminary round has just started, and there are three days left until the deadline. We have already received 20 submission emails, let’s take a look at them now."

There are 80 designers in the preliminary round, but only 20 have submitted, and there are still three days left.

Assistant Lin Ke said, "Submitting this quickly could mean either they didn’t design diligently or they didn’t follow the contest rules closely, given there’s still time."

Shangguan Nanxian projected the computer screen onto a larger display, then opened several of the emails one by one.

The first few, indeed, were very ordinary designs.

It was evident that they were hastily submitted without genuine design effort, even failing to understand the group’s theme.

Shen Qinglin also slowly furrowed her brows; none of these entries caught her eye.

Suddenly, Shangguan Nanxian paused his hand.

He carefully looked at the mailbox name. Is this Tang Xi’s?

It was the seventh submission received, with the theme "Light Breeze."

The design was a necklace with the hem of a girl’s dress.

The girl was wearing a white dress, dancing on the moon.

Something brightened in Shen Qinglin’s eyes, "What’s the name of this contestant, and what are her works in the qualifying round? Bring them out for me to see."