Neither of them found it easy to refute what they heard.
Huang's mother turned to Yan Xixi and said casually, "Xixi, you and Xiaojue work at the same company. I heard your company has a policy that if a couple both work there, one must leave. Now that your wedding date is set, you'll have to announce it to your colleagues soon. Shouldn't you consider resigning?"
This was what Yan Xixi dreaded most. Deep down, she didn't want to resign so soon; she wanted to delay it for as long as possible. However, what Huang's mother said was a practical concern. She glanced at Huang Xiaojue, who smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry. The wedding is still quite a way off, isn't it?"
"How can you say it's a long way off? It's just over three months away. We need to start preparing in advance. We can't just wait for her colleagues to discover it, forcing Xixi to resign then, can we? You're the general manager; you can't give anyone grounds for gossip."
"Mom, you're overthinking it."
