Other people's gazes, to Xia Yinian, sometimes matter very little.
For example, at moments like now, she couldn't care less about all the envy, jealousy, and detractions.
So after having her fill of lunch in the company cafeteria, she even ordered quite a few desserts.
After all, it's free – might as well take advantage of it; she truly wished she could bring a bunch back for the kids at the orphanage.
Of course, she didn't waste any food; she only ordered what she could actually eat.
Wastefulness is not in her nature.
A little past one, rubbing her nearly bursting belly, Xia Yinian walked out of the cafeteria.
It wasn't time to get back to work in the afternoon yet, and she had planned to take a look around the 88th floor. Unexpectedly, just as she reached the lobby of the CEO's office, she heard a loud slap.
Clearly, a hand had made contact with someone's face.
Around her, there were gasps of shock and a few sneaky chuckles.
