So, Ding Jinshi also had to prepare for the worst for herself. If, in a few years, Ding Long changed and wanted to divorce her, she would have a job, and she could live with her daughter without worrying about life, ensuring that both she and her daughter would be well-clothed and fed.
This idea quickly beca even more firm for Ding Jinshi.
Back at the office, she resud her original position, and colleagues all greeted her one by one.
To her colleagues, Ding Jinshi was like a mysterious figure. Everyone only knew that Ding Jinshi had returned with excellent grades from studying abroad and had a certain status in this regard. However, very few colleagues at the office knew that Ding Jinshi was married—if it weren’t for her getting pregnant later, it’s likely that no one would have ever known.
After her maternity leave, Ding Jinshi didn’t return to work imdiately, but the company kept her position until she resud her role this year. So speculated that Ding Jinshi’s husband’s family must be quite capable; otherwise, how could she remain without being dismissed after not coming to work for so long?
However, speculation remained speculation; after all, very few people knew Ding Jinshi’s specific situation, and the few higher-ups who did know were not the type to gossip.
Returning to the company, Ding Jinshi was still the cold and reticent ice beauty. As she returned to her office, she always had to pass through the departnt where colleagues and subordinates would stop their work to greet her.
Early in the morning, everyone was rely discussing so gossip and hadn’t started formal work yet.
Ding Jinshi was captivated by the newspaper they were holding. She walked over to her colleagues, pointed at the newspaper, and asked, "What newspaper is this?"
"It’s a new little magazine opened in the capital, specifically reporting on random stuff about movie stars and so on. Are you interested in such a paper too?" Ding Jinshi’s look was apparently obvious, leaving everyone a bit surprised.
"Have you finished reading it? Or, can you lend it to once you’re done?" Ding Jinshi tried to make her tone sound like she was negotiating, "I’m just a bit curious, that’s all."
"Go ahead, we’ve all read it!" The colleague obliged, directly handing the newspaper to Ding Jinshi, then laughed, "We thought you would disdain this kind of newspaper, didn’t expect you share the sa interest with us."
Yes, usually rejecting others and not warming up to anyone, Ding Jinshi actually surprised them by showing interest in such a newspaper. To them, Ding Jinshi was like a snow lotus on Sky Mountain, proud and pure, unreachable by anyone. If Ding Jinshi wanted to read a paper, it should be one like the financial bulletin or the capital’s morning paper.
"Thank you." After expressing her gratitude, Ding Jinshi took the newspaper into her office, closed the door, and tossed the newspaper onto the desk, her gaze landing directly on the enlarged photo on the newspaper. It starkly displayed Ding Long holding a woman with exposed shoulders in the photo, with a hotel in the background.
Text accompanied the image, but Ding Jinshi, who never liked watching movies, did not know who this woman was—even though the newspaper stated her na, Ding Jinshi still didn’t recognize her. She only knew the woman was a movie actress.
In this era, although movies appeared not long ago, whenever ntioning actors or singers, people couldn’t help but associate them with perforrs.
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