She found herself both amused and frustrated. Lying down, her gnawing hunger kept her from sleep. She scrolled through her contacts again, focusing on those who loved to show off their food photos, but still couldn’t figure out who it was. She got up, found something to eat, and turned on the TV. But scanning through the channels, she found nothing worth watching. Mainland dramas featured a female lead dumping an average guy for a rich, handsome man. Korean dramas had the female lead rejecting a rich, handsome man for an average guy. Taiwanese dramas showcased a rich, handsome man pretending to be average to win the female lead’s heart; he would only reveal his true identity later. Hong Kong dramas centered on an average guy who became rich and handsome and was pursued by multiple female leads. American dramas involved a group of average guys mocking a rich, handsome one. And Indian dramas depicted an average guy snatching the female lead from a rich, handsome man, followed by everyone dancing cheerfully together. Even the TV is unwatchable, she thought. This is the life of a single woman—utterly depressing. The end of the year drew near, with holidays arriving one after another. Soon, Christmas was upon them. A festive atmosphere permeated the company from early morning. A group of young women were planning Christmas celebrations, but most were unmarried and without boyfriends, leaving many with gloomy faces. Fortunately, when everyone arrived at work that morning, they discovered large bundles of roses piled at the reception. These were clearly not cheap, wholesale flowers but meticulously selected, high-quality ones. Furthermore, there were also boxes of chocolates. The receptionist greeted them with a radiant smile, "These are gifts from the company for all female employees. Everyone gets one." Everyone was thrilled and lined up to receive their roses and chocolates. At this moment, two people entered from outside. All eyes fell on them. Yan Xixi followed their gaze, her heart skipping a beat. To her surprise, it was Huang Xiaojue’s mother, accompanied by a very young girl. Huang Xiaojue’s mother was dressed fashionably in a Western style, and the young girl was also very trendy and beautiful. Both curiously watched the female employees lining up for roses and chocolates, whispering to each other, apparently praising the company’s generous benefits. Yan Xixi, who was standing in the crowd, immediately turned her head, using her hair to cover half her face. Fortunately, Huang Xiaojue’s assistant quickly stepped forward, leading the two women toward another elevator. Nearby, some older employees whispered among themselves, "Isn’t that President Huang’s mother?" "Who’s that beautiful girl?" "Maybe she’s President Huang’s fiancée." "President Huang has a fiancée?" "Isn’t it obvious? It would be strange if a man as outstanding as President Huang didn’t have a girlfriend." A chorus of regretful sighs rippled through the crowd. Yan Xixi and the others took their chocolates and went upstairs. While everyone was still discussing excitedly, Fu Mei walked in and said, "Everyone, focus on your work. Don’t let your minds wander, and calm down." Everyone immediately fell silent. Discover more novels at Novᴇl_Fire(.)net Fu Mei’s usually stern face wore a rare smile. "Tonight is Christmas Eve. Those with boyfriends should spend time with them, and those without should try harder to find one. Also, I’ve applied for activity funds for everyone. Tomorrow night, we’ll have a buffet dinner followed by a karaoke party." Cheers erupted—it was a five-star hotel buffet! Moreover, the company’s decision was very considerate. Today was Thursday, so they couldn’t party late. Besides, people preferred to spend Christmas Eve with their loved ones. Tomorrow, Friday, was perfect. They could enjoy a buffet dinner and party without restraint, knowing they could rest over the weekend. With this, everyone worked even more enthusiastically. But that day, Yan Xixi was uncharacteristically distracted. She leaned against her cubicle, wondering, Who is that beautiful girl? Is she the one from the tax bureau? Or the one who comes with a private villa as dowry? Huang’s mother must really like her. Otherwise, with such exacting standards, why would she personally accompany the girl to her son’s company?