Possessive CEO: The Divorce That Never Was

After Feng Tingshen and the others finished celebrating Lin Wu's occasion and returned home, it was close to 1 AM. Seeing Feng Tingshen returning so late with Feng Jingxin in his arms, the butler asked with concern, "Why so late?" Feng Tingshen just made a sound of acknowledgment without elaborating.

After sending Feng Jingxin back to her room, Feng Tingshen turned on the light in his own room and not seeing Rong Ci, he asked the butler, "She didn't come back tonight?" "You mean Madam? No." Feng Tingshen felt somewhat surprised. In recent days, Rong Ci seemed to rarely return home. Such frequent stays outside were quite uncommon. Could there really be something significant happening in the Rong family?

The next day, Feng Jingxin had been having a great time playing with Lin Wu lately. Waking up in the morning with a smile on her face, feeling very satisfied, she thought of Rong Ci in high spirits and ran towards the master bedroom with a doll, calling, "Mom! Mom!" The door of the master bedroom was open, but no one was inside. Feng Jingxin's little face fell. At this moment, Feng Tingshen came out from the wardrobe after changing clothes. She hurriedly asked, "Dad, where is Mom?" Feng Tingshen slowly tied his tie and said lightly, "She's not at home."

"Why isn't she at home?"

"If you want to know, ask her yourself."

"Okay." Feng Jingxin picked up the phone and called Rong Ci. Rong Ci had just finished jogging and upon seeing her call, casually answered, but before she could speak, Feng Jingxin spoke first, "Mom! Where are you?" Rong Ci did not answer directly, instead asking, "What happened, Xin Xin? Do you need something from Mom?" Apart from Chu Zilan, no one knew about her current residence. She was enjoying her solitary life and did not wish to be disturbed. Therefore, she did not plan to tell Feng Jingxin about her current residence for now.

Feng Jingxin put the phone on speaker and lay on the bed shared by Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen, cuddling a doll while talking sweetly to Rong Ci, "I miss you, Mom. I want you to take me to school later." Rong Ci replied, "Mom is quite far from your place, can't make it to pick you up for school, maybe next time." "Alright," Feng Jingxin felt a bit disappointed, then naturally requested, "Then Mom, you must take me to school tomorrow morning."

Rong Ci hesitated, not answering immediately. She was not keen on going back there. Noticing Rong Ci's hesitation, Feng Jingxin found it strange, "Mom?" As Feng Jingxin had the phone on speaker, Feng Tingshen could also hear their conversation. He noticed Rong Ci's hesitation and was rather surprised. After all, even if there were many things happening in the Rong family, given Rong Ci's past attention to her daughter, he thought she would have readily agreed to her daughter's wish. Rong Ci then said, "Well, how about Dad takes you?"

Feng Jingxin truly missed Rong Ci. Not getting her wish fulfilled, she felt aggrieved and her eyes reddened, "No, I only want you to take me. Except for yesterday, Mom, you haven't taken me to school for a long time—" Seeing her insistence, Rong Ci said, "Okay, Mom understands, I promise you." She agreed not because she pitied Feng Jingxin but because since she gave birth to her, she should take responsibility for her.

At breakfast time, seeing that his daughter still wanted to chat, Feng Tingshen reminded her, "If you don't go downstairs for breakfast now, it will be too late." Feng Jingxin exclaimed, "Ah ah ah, I haven't brushed my teeth or washed my face yet, Mom, I'll do that first, we can talk later." Without waiting for Rong Ci to respond, she hung up the phone hastily.

After putting down the phone, Rong Ci ate breakfast and headed to Feng Group for work. There was an important meeting in the morning, which Feng Tingshen would attend as well. Upon entering the meeting room, Rong Ci sat down with others for more than ten minutes before Feng Tingshen appeared. When he showed up, Xu Xuenan gasped, staring at Feng Tingshen with sparkling eyes, unable to take her gaze off him. It wasn't until the meeting officially started that she snapped back to reality and tugged at Rong Ci's sleeve, "President Feng is so handsome!"

Rong Ci only glanced up when Feng Tingshen entered. Hearing Xu Xuena's comment, she responded indifferently without looking up, "Mm." Seeing that Rong Ci seemed uninterested in Feng Tingshen, Xu Xuenan was somewhat surprised, but considering that Rong Ci was married and had a child, she thought it normal. During the meeting, Xu Xuenan's heart raced uncontrollably as she couldn't help but stare at Feng Tingshen, paying no attention to what was being discussed. On the other hand, Rong Ci focused on typing notes on her computer.

After the meeting ended, Feng Tingshen left first, followed by the others. Still flustered for a while, it wasn't until Jiang Zhe came over to collect the materials Rong Ci had recorded that Xu Xuenan regained her focus. Jiang Zhe flipped through Rong Ci's notes and couldn't help but say, "Great job, thanks for your hard work." Rong Ci replied, "It's my duty."

Jiang Zhe left, and Xu Xuenan realized she hadn't paid attention to what was discussed during the meeting. She hurriedly asked Rong Ci to send her a copy of the materials. But soon after, she started to feel a headache, "Sis Rong, did you study architecture before?" Rong Ci replied, "No." "Then why do you know so many industry-related professional terms..." "I learned them myself from books, but it's just surface-level knowledge."

Feng Group invested in various projects, and to perform her job well, she spent considerable time learning about different industries over the years. "Ah? So you've read books related to the medical industry too?" "Yes." Xu Xuenan: "..."

After interacting with Rong Ci for two days, Xu Xuenan found that Rong Ci indeed had genuine abilities to become the leader of their secretarial team at such a young age. "Can you send me the list of books you studied before? I'll find time to look into them." "Sure, I'll send it to you later." By noon, Rong Ci filtered through and sent Xu Xuenan a list of books that she would need and were relatively easy to start with.

In the afternoon at three o'clock, Feng Tingshen had guests, and Jiang Zhe instructed Rong Ci to prepare several cups of coffee, which he would come to pick up later. Xu Xuenan then learned that Feng Tingshen's coffee was actually prepared by Rong Ci. However, seeing that Jiang Zhe did not let Rong Ci deliver the coffee personally but went himself, she assumed it was Feng Tingshen's way of preventing people from using such opportunities to get close to him. She tentatively asked, "Sis Rong, have you never delivered coffee to President Feng personally?" "Not exactly, occasionally when Jiang Zhe and others are busy, they would let me deliver it."

Xu Xuenan liked drinking coffee but never intended to learn how to make it. Now hearing what Rong Ci said, her eyes lit up, "Sis Rong, how do you brew coffee that meets the president's taste? Can you teach me?" Even if the chances were slim, she wanted to seize every opportunity. Observing Xu Xuenan's intentions, Rong Ci saw through it and said, "Sure." Since she had already given up on Feng Tingshen, there was no reason to keep her skill of brewing coffee that Feng Tingshen liked.