My Husband Gave My Promotion to His Childhood Sweetheart, Who Bat Her Eyelashes at Him

“Cen Lu, Qianqian is getting the sales director position.” Lu Ming's voice came from behind his desk, casual, as if he were talking about something trivial. I stopped typing and looked up. “Why?” He sighed. “It's hard for Qianqian, raising a child after her divorce. She needs a high salary to support her family.” “You're my wife. Does it really matter which of us is the director? Surely you wouldn't want to fight a single mother for her livelihood?” Dozens of eyes from the open-plan office were fixed on us, all eager for a show. I looked at him. In five years, Qianqian had never even learned to use Excel. All her sales numbers had been credited to me. I knew Lu Ming wanted to rekindle his old flame. But I said nothing. “Fine.” I stood up. “She can have the position.” Lu Ming froze, probably not expecting me to make no fuss at all. I smiled. “But, Mr. Lu, are you sure she can handle the job?”