After being reborn, the scumbag CEO begs me to remarry him every day.

Chapter 39 Rumors

Tang Xia returned to her workstation and began packing her things.

"I'm sorry, Zhiruo, I probably can't have dinner with you. I have to go home first."

"Going home? Did something happen at home?"

Tang Xia bit her lip, not revealing that she was going back to breastfeed her child.

However, Chen Min, who returned to the office shortly after her, said sarcastically, "What could possibly happen after just giving birth? If you ask me, the company shouldn't have hired someone like her at all. She's not like independent women like us. All she talks about is her child. She'll only hold us back."

"Oh~ You're trying to portray yourself as an independent woman, have some shame! You say others are holding you back, but look at how many tasks you've actually completed. It's unbelievable." Song Zhiruo stood up, patted Tang Xia's shoulder, and comforted her, "Sister, you should go back quickly. It's okay, don't listen to her nonsense."

Tang Xia smiled gratefully at her: "Thank you."

As she left the office, she could feel how many eyes were watching her from behind.

She sighed softly.

But it's just a lament that women face an extremely difficult situation in the workplace.

As soon as Tang Xia got home, she heard Niannian crying because she was hungry.

This child was born weak, and even his cries were not as loud as others.

Aunt Ruan was standing nearby, feeling heartbroken.

"Xia, you're finally back. Hurry up and feed the baby; her crying is breaking my heart."

"Okay, leave it to me. Aunt Ruan, you go and rest for a while."

A short while later, Aunt Ruan brought out a new milk storage bag.

Seeing that Niannian had finished her milk and fallen asleep without crying, I couldn't help but sigh, "What a good child who cares about her mother. Xia, you've worked so hard."

Tang Xia shook her head: "It's not hard work, I feel very happy."

It would be even better if her in-laws could stop doing such stupid things.

After entrusting Niannian to Aunt Ruan's care, Tang Xia went directly over and knocked on the door of Mr. and Mrs. Qiao's room.

Mrs. Qiao was probably a little guilty, so Mr. Qiao came to open the door.

But Tang Xia knew that her mother could hear her, so she said directly, "Mom and Dad, I know you don't like Niannian, and I don't force you to take care of her, but at least, don't hurt her."

Mr. Qiao's brows immediately furrowed: "What are you saying? Who harmed her?"

Tang Xia didn't want to argue with them anymore.

After all, her time is running out.

Before leaving, Aunt Ruan called her back, put a breast pump in her bag, and told her, "If you feel really uncomfortable, use it. Don't be shy. Your health is the most important thing."

"it is good."

After all, she's still breastfeeding, and breast engorgement happens almost every day.

Tang Xia really didn't want to go through that pain again if it wasn't sucked out in time.

Tang Xia rushed back to her workstation without even having a sip of her meal.

When Song Zhiruo saw her return, she leaned over and whispered, "Sister, I brought you some rice balls. I was worried you wouldn't have time to eat. If you're hungry, just microwave them. They'll be ready in no time."

Tang Xia was hesitating whether to go or not when a voice suddenly came from behind her: "No eating during work hours."

The speaker was Liang Jingfang.

Tang Xia had no choice but to put the rice ball back.

Song Zhiruo got angry again: "Why are you so sharp-tongued and mean? Can't you be more considerate of others? Do you have to be such a shrew?"

"This is a company, not a place to keep idlers. If you want others to understand you, just go home, Miss!" After saying this to Song Zhiruo, Liang Jingfang looked at Tang Xia and said sarcastically, "This is the age when you should be working hard and making the most of your talents. Why do you have to go home to get married and have children? Now that you can't make a living, you want to come back to work. Is there such a good thing in the world?"

After saying that, he returned to his office.

Tang Xia, sitting at her workstation, couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Song Zhiruo wanted to stand up for her, but she stopped her.

"Alright, Zhiruo, hurry up and draw. Didn't you want to leave work early and go out to play?"

"Sis! He said such awful things!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Tang Xia gave a wry smile and said, "What he said is all true."

Tang Xia barely spoke all afternoon, and even drank very little water in order to reduce the number of times she had to go to the toilet.

She was also the fastest among the four to complete the task.

In the middle of the process, Liang Jingfang came over to check their progress. Even though he was as sharp-tongued as he was, he didn't say anything to criticize Tang Xia's answer sheet.

Undoubtedly, she is extremely talented.

That concept drawing of the library wasn't a fluke, nor was it obtained through connections; it was designed by her based on her profound understanding of architecture.

"Sis, you're amazing!"

After Liang Jingfang left, Song Zhiruo, that little angel, started praising her again.

For some reason, Tang Xia felt a natural, inexplicable sense of familiarity with this girl who was four years younger than her.

She smiled slightly, her face showing fatigue but also undeniable joy.

Although Liang Jingfang has a bad temper, his strength and status are undeniable. Being recognized by him is a testament to one's abilities.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that her chest felt wet.

I glanced at the time, and it was almost time to pump.

She picked up her small bag and went into the restroom.

I specifically chose the innermost cubicle.

I had just finished setting up the breast pump when three or four female colleagues came in together.

Tang Xia's heart immediately jumped.

She hoped these people could leave soon.

But they seemed to be there to touch up their makeup, chatting as they did so.

The sound of her voice was just enough to drown out the sound of the breast pump.

Just as they were about to leave, the restroom suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Someone noticed something was off: "What was that sound?"

In an instant, Tang Xia's hands were sweating with nervousness!

"Why does it sound like machine vibration to me?"

The first few cubicles were empty, so they easily determined that the strange noise was coming from the last cubicle.

"Who's in there? What's going on?"

Tang Xia opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to explain.

"Not saying anything? Could it be that you're secretly playing with that kind of thing inside?"

"Eh, that's disgusting."

Tang Xia's lower lip was almost bitten raw, but she didn't need to explain to anyone.

Everyone says mothers are great, but if she reveals the hardships of her life, the company will definitely have to reconsider her usability.

She didn't want her colleagues to also say that she was a woman with low emotional intelligence or that pregnancy made her stupid for three years.

Rumors stop with the wise, but once people demonstrate the inconveniences of their lives, the impact may not be any better than the rumors.

Tang Xia looked at the breast pump in her arms, biting her lower lip tightly, trying hard not to cry out.

But tears still fell, one by one.

It was a feeling of injustice and pain.

They don't understand why they have to suffer like this.