Chapter 951 - 950: The Pure Ones Remain Pure
Chapter 951: Chapter 950: The Pure Ones Remain Pure
Shu Pan was stunned when she heard it. Who had installed radar on her? How could there be such a rumor just as she came back?
“Such a ridiculous rumor?” Shu Pan frowned, at a loss for words to describe her current feelings.
“Yes, that’s what’s being said,” Sister Zhao nodded.
“But I’m already married and have two children,” Shu Pan wanted to roar with frustration.
Could it be that this year she was doomed to attract trouble? One problem after another seemed to arise.
“Right, that’s what I said too. And you’ve hardly met the CEO twice. They really aren’t afraid of making things worse,” Sister Zhao said angrily.
“Forget it, the innocent need not explain themselves.” Shu Pan felt that the best way to deal with this was to ignore it.
“Hmm, I heard it came from the Public Relations department. Did you run into someone just now? Did you offend someone?” Sister Zhao asked. Nowadays, people hide their true selves behind familiar faces.
Shu Pan thought hard and seemed to recall seeing a figure that looked like Madonna from Public Relations. Could it have been her?
Because she had argued with her that day, Shu Pan had a particularly strong memory of her.
However, Shu Pan didn’t want to cause more trouble, so she shook her head, “I didn’t see anyone. Let’s not stoop to their level.”
When Shu Pan returned to her seat, she felt somewhat aggrieved.
After all, this was a matter that affected her reputation. Forget it, she would just keep her distance from the CEO and his daughter from now on.
Since she had a lot of work that afternoon, the idle gossip did not continue.
When it was time to leave the office, Shu Pan deliberately waited until everyone else had left before she packed her bag and headed out.
There were hardly any people left in the company. She left the office and checked the time, thinking that calling for a driver at this hour would take longer than hailing a ride, so she stood by the road, ready to call a taxi.
Soon, a black Mercedes stopped in front of her. “Where do you live? Let me give you a lift,” offered the driver.
To her surprise, it was Director Lu. She hastily waved her hands and said, “No need, thank you. Director Lu, a friend of mine is coming to pick me up.”
She could only offer a well-intended lie.
If she got into that car, she feared she’d never clear her name, even if she leaped into the Yellow River.
“Alright, just be careful. It’s getting dark,” Lu Lei didn’t insist and simply reminded her to be cautious.
“Okay, thank you.”
Watching the Mercedes drive away, Shu Pan breathed a sigh of relief.
When Shu Pan got home, Gu Shaoting hadn’t returned yet, as he had a social engagement that evening.
Around 8 o’clock, Shu Pan suddenly received a call from Gu Huanhuan, who asked if she had time the next day to go shopping.
“Huanhuan, sorry, I’m working now and don’t really have the time,” Shu Pan apologized.
“No problem, cousin-in-law, I just didn’t want you to be bored, so I asked you. Work must be busy. I won’t disturb you any further,” said Gu Huanhuan, who had recently accepted a new acting role and wanted to buy a new wardrobe, her schedule being free only the next day.
“Well, you could ask Uncle Wen to accompany you, right?” Shu Pan teased.
“Forget it, he’s busier than anyone, Huanhuan hardly recognizes him anymore,” Gu Huanhuan complained.
“But he’s doing it all for you and your daughter to have a happy life,” Shu Pan knew Uncle Wen was a responsible man and that Huanhuan was fortunate.
“Yes, but recently he’s been so busy, I haven’t had the chance to have a proper conversation with him for days, he comes home late,” Gu Huanhuan said, feeling sorry, but helpless.
“Be understanding, it’s hard on everyone,” Shu Pan said, though it seemed she was also speaking to herself.