Everyone Wants to Pamper the Bigshot Researcher After Her Rebirth!

Chapter 502: I Get the Designs

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Building friendships among women can be simple: two people sharing a common dislike can quickly become allies.

Meng Xia finally found someone to confide in. She exaggerated her story, portraying herself as the victim and claiming she had no idea the ring belonged to Yu Wan. She said Song Fan knew the truth from the start and had set her up.

Xu Wen knew she was lying but didn’t call her out.

“She’s really gone too far, trying to drive you out of Song Corporation,” Xu Wen said with a concerned look. “What will you and your child do? Would the Brown Group allow a child without a solid background to inherit?”

“No, my child must become the heir of the Brown Group!” Meng Xia urgently grasped Xu Wen’s hand. “Miss Xu, you’re from a prominent family in the capital. You must help me, right?”

“We’re good sisters. Of course, I’ll help you!” Xu Wen said, holding her hand with genuine sincerity.

Meng Xia had thought about harming Song Fan before, but her plans were always too poor and unsuccessful.

Xu Wen gave her a viable plan. That night, the Peking Central Building was deserted, with the few late-working employees having already left. Meng Xia sneaked past the security post and cameras, entering the building from the back. She was about to put Xu Wen’s plan into action.

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Fortunately, the guards were patrolling. She took the elevator to the top floor and headed straight to the chairman’s office.

Xu Wen had told her that Song Yi monitored all company computers. His computer could access anyone else’s files. If Meng Xia could get Song Fan’s jewelry designs, Song Fan’s jewelry brand launch would fail.

Meng Xia had her doubts but believed Xu Wen’s explanation that every powerful family had spies in competitor companies. Meng Xia had seen similar news and didn’t question it further. As long as she could bring down Song Fan, nothing else mattered.

She would soon be the mistress of the Brown Group. Why should she care about the Song Family’s fate?

Having visited the chairman’s office many times, she went directly to the door.

Suddenly, a flashlight beam hit her. “Who’s there?”

The guard’s voice startled Meng Xia, almost making her fall. The guard’s footsteps approached. She sat down, clutching her stomach, and groaned softly.

“Deputy Manager Meng?” The guard hesitated.

Word had spread among the guards about Meng Xia’s public embarrassment earlier in the day. Some had said she was too ashamed to stay at the company and had gone home. So why was she back?

Seeing her in apparent pain, the guard knelt beside her. “Are you alright? Are you in pain?”

“The baby… the baby!” Meng Xia said in agony. “Please, get help. My stomach hurts.”

Knowing she carried the Brown family’s heir, the guard didn’t delay. He ran off, calling his colleagues on the radio.

As he took the elevator, Meng Xia quickly stood up, entered the password for the chairman’s office, and turned on the computer.

She had doubted Xu Wen, but everything Xu Wen told her was true. She accessed the computer easily.

Meng Xia wasted no time. She accessed the surveillance system and Song Fan’s computer, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw the designs.

The designs weren’t numerous. She quickly transferred all of them to a USB drive.

The whole process took only a few minutes. By the time the guard returned, she was already standing, leaning against the wall.

“Deputy Manager Meng, are you alright? Should we take you to the hospital?” the guard asked urgently.

Two other guards had joined him, ready to carry her if necessary.

Meng Xia feigned weakness. “I… I think it was just early pregnancy stress. My stomach doesn’t hurt anymore. I’ll be fine. I’ll head home soon.”

Her acting was convincing enough that the guards, worried about the baby, didn’t question why she was on that floor.

Leaving the company, Meng Xia quickly hailed a taxi and contacted Xu Wen on her phone.

She texted, “I get the designs. Everything went smoothly!”