Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 524 - 525: The Transformed Office

Chapter 524: Chapter 525: The Transformed Office

Fu Han walked to the door of her office. Although she had tried very hard to appear calm, she still couldn’t help but cover her mouth.

If it wasn’t for the fact that she had never left, she would have thought she had walked into the wrong place. She really couldn’t believe that in just a short three hours, her office had completely changed into a different style, utterly unlike what it had been before.

Her office was a section partitioned off within the office area by Su Cheng, essentially creating a room inside a vacant larger space for her to use as an office.

The space was not small, but at the time, Su Cheng had hastily arranged the office for Fu Han. Furthermore, as the company had not had extra funds to expand the business, the setup was very simplistic.

Fu Han had never been a person indulgent in luxury, so she hadn’t felt that anything was amiss.

But now that someone had tidied it up, she realized that her office could also be made so warm and comfortable.

The original walls were just plain white paint. Now, they were covered with thick wallpaper, a very light pink as the base with light blue morning glory patterns. The combination of these two colors gave a fresh and unique feeling that Fu Han liked at first sight.

Across from the door was a wall full of cabinets. To the left of the cabinet was a small water dispenser, a coffee machine, etc., in the middle were various awards belonging to Fu Han, and on the right were various files; above the cabinets were Fu Han’s books, not too high, reachable on tiptoe.

In front of the cabinet was Fu Han’s desk. Her old earthy-yellow desk had disappeared, replaced by a white desk with pink trim in a duplex style. On the left side of the desk was a row of compartments, suitable for placing some documents that might need to be accessed temporarily, as well as for putting things like a makeup bag, a mirror, an aromatherapy cup, a penholder, etc.

The four corners of the desk were rounded, so bumping into them wouldn’t hurt. The area for the computer even had adjustable height to prevent issues like cervical spondylosis, making it much more upscale than her former plain desk, though the price was probably much prettier too.

What surprised Fu Han the most was that the matching office chair had a massage function. Due to their line of work, which often required finding awkward angles for photography, many suffered from problems like lumbar disc herniation and cervical spondylosis. Having a chair with a massage feature was great, as it allowed for relaxation during breaks at the very least.

Opposite Fu Han’s desk and against the wall was a sofa set, the most popular style of fabric sofas at the time, both the long sofa and the two single sofas were designs that Fu Han liked.

In front of the sofa was a coffee table, neither too big nor too small, perfectly fine for four people to dine on; it also had rounded corners, a design that felt heartwarming.

Seeing Fu Han examine the sofa, Liang Tao immediately stepped forward to demonstrate, "Lady Fu Han, this sofa and coffee table are a set. Just press the button here on the sofa, and it will extend sideways, resting on the coffee table to become a bed. This way, you can sleep here during your afternoon breaks."

"Wow, that’s an impressive design." Fu Han watched wide-eyed as a one-and-a-half-meter-wide sofa transformed into a bed of the same width, her surprise practically written all over her face.

In fact, she had thought before that sleeping on the desk during afternoon naps was not ideal. Although her office was not small, it was impossible to partition a separate room for her to rest. Now this sofa perfectly solved her dilemma.

Liang Tao, feeling more proud after receiving the compliment, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to show off, "Lady Fu Han, although your previous curtains looked nice, they didn’t block out the light. This type of curtain, once drawn, will plunge the room into complete darkness, ensuring you have a wonderful afternoon nap."

Fu Han looked at the curtains; although the color was elegant and they may not have been particularly attractive, they weren’t a disaster either, so she nodded in approval.

Liang Tao moved to the wall near the entrance, pointing at the aluminum windows and speaking to Fu Han, "Manager Fu, your office is partitioned off from the outside with wood. We have installed a window here so you can discreetly observe if the staff outside are slacking off. If you want to rest, this curtain and the one over there are the same, completely blocking out light. Moreover, He Xing purchased the best glass for these windows, offering excellent soundproofing to ensure you won’t be disturbed by anyone."

Overall, apart from the door, computer, and files of Fu Han’s office, none of the original items remained; the reason this particular door was kept was not due to the difficulty of replacing it but because it was of good quality and aesthetically pleasing, with no need for replacement.

Hearing the name He Xing, Fu Han’s mood grew complicated. She coughed awkwardly without making any comment. After all, she was now obliged to him, and although she held anger towards He Xing, it didn’t seem quite right to unleash it now.

Liang Tao was still chattering away, stating that He Xing had instructed for Fu Han’s office to be made very comfortable. He could only think of so much for now, but if Fu Han needed anything else, she should message him, and he would promptly procure it and have it delivered.

However, by this time, the novelty Fu Han initially felt when seeing her office had worn off. Though she still found her office comfortable, her mind was consumed with the words He Xing had said earlier.

Fu Han dismissed Liang Tao with a cold expression, fuming over the things He Xing had done, growing angrier and more aggrieved the more she thought about them.

It was already time to leave work, and there was still a lot left undone by Fu Han for the day, but she was well aware that she wouldn’t get any work done if she stayed, as she was no longer in the mood for it.

Fortunately, she had already completed all her urgent tasks, and the rest weren’t pressing. She could take her time, what couldn’t be done today could wait until tomorrow.

Fu Han stood by the window next to the door, looking out. Not a single staff member had left; it seemed they wouldn’t depart until she did.

She turned back, picked up her bag from the cabinet, and left the office.

While waiting for the elevator, she could hear the chatter of the staff in the office, many discussing their post-work plans.

Fu Han smiled to herself. She was also thinking about what to do after work. He Xing had just sent a message saying he was already on his way home and would wait there to have dinner with her.

But Fu Han really didn’t like this arrangement. There had been a severe conflict between them, and yet He Xing always acted as if nothing had happened, treating her the same as before once it was over, as if their arguments had never existed.

Fu Han felt this wasn’t right; the conflict existed and wouldn’t disappear just because you ignored it. The more you overlooked it, the more the conflict would grow until it became irreconcilable, with no way back.