The Quick Transmigration Goddess is a Sweet Thing

Chapter 54: Lover（15）

“Wait!”

After returning to the office, Vivian barely sat down before she suddenly stood up and knocked over her cup of coffee. Dark brown liquid spilled all over the table instantly.

Yet, she was distracted. Her eyes became as wide as bronze bells, and there was a surprising glint in them while she mumbled and reassured herself. “No, it can’t be…”

That woman from earlier…

‘Didn’t the boss once ask me to investigate her! What was her name again?’

Tang Wan?!

Yes, it was her, how could it be her!

Although Vivian was desperately trying to comfort herself, she was already convinced that the woman who was kissing the boss in the elevator was Tang Wan.

During that brief glimpse, Vivian was amazed by the woman’s beauty, but she did not think deeper into it.

However, Vivian never thought that she would be the woman she had once investigated—the art school graduate, the orphan, the vain and vulgar gold-digger!

If she had not read Tang Wan’s profile and seen a photo of her unpowdered face before, she would not have dared to confirm it. After all, from what she had just seen, they were two different women without a trace of similarity.

One was fresh and elegant, while the other was charming and vulgar.

How could they be the same person?

Even so, the facts were so plainly placed in front of her that she had no choice but to believe them.

She was wondering if the boss knew and if she should remind him.

While she was immersed in her thoughts, a girl with a ponytail and a young face walked in. She was not dressed in a suit but a blue professional outfit.

At a glance, she saw the dark brown liquid flowing all over Vivian’s white desk, and it had soaked several pages of documents. She rushed over and anxiously said, “Oh my, what happened? The documents are all wet.”

While she spoke, she cleaned up the mess on the table nervously.

Her cry brought the distracted Vivian back to her senses, and she saw the young girl scrambling to wipe off the coffee that had been spilled all over the table.

She frowned as she did not like the girl’s jumpy reaction. However, Vivian refrained from criticizing her as she recalled that the girl was her mentor’s student, who was entrusted into her care. She took the documents from her and gave them a look. Then, she said in a stern tone, “Han Guoguo, don’t be so dramatic next time, okay? Also, you have to knock before you enter my office. You’re lucky that I was the only one here today. What if there was a client here? We can’t make our clients think that Song Financial Group has a low employment standard, can we?”

“I, I…” Han Guoguo bit her lip in embarrassment and mumbled a retort, “I heard some noise in the office. I only entered because I was worried…”

Vivian laughed in anger and casually tossed the documents back onto the table. She had backup copies, anyway. “What do your worries have to do with knocking on the door? Does that mean you’ve knocked on the door? Huh?”

“No-No, but-but I was really just worried…” Han Guoguo’s eyes were full of tears. She did not understand why she was being chastised like that when she obviously meant well.

“Why are you crying?” Seeing this, Vivian furrowed her eyebrows in annoyance.

Did she scold her or hit her?

Her attitude toward her was gentle enough compared with the way she acted toward other subordinates, all right?

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“I didn’t…” The moment Vivian finished her sentence, Han Guoguo’s tears fell down like a broken string of pearls. While she was crying, she stressed that, “I didn’t… I didn’t do it on purpose. I was just worried about you…”

Sh*t!

Vivian pinched her eyebrows and controlled the urge to hit her. “Get out! This should never happen again!” She waved her hand.

Seeing Han Guoguo cry as she left the room, Vivian sat down in her swivel chair and became even more frustrated.

A mistake was a mistake. Was it so hard to just say that you were sorry and you would not do it again? Did Han Guoguo think she did not do anything wrong?