She never expected that the person she was going to meet tonight was Tang Yu. She felt sad and happy at the same time.
She suppressed her mixed emotions, took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, stepped on her high heels, walked over slowly and gracefully, and shook his hand calmly as if nothing had happened, "Hello, Mr. Tang."
Mr. Tang...
Tang Yu's eyes were dark. In his palm, her hands were as thin as ever. However, these hands were no longer as pure as before, and some small calluses could be felt faintly.
He didn't let go for a while, and the scene suddenly became strange. Song Zhixing could feel that everyone's attention was focused on her, some were probing and some were looking at her, especially Yalin, who was staring at her as if she could see through her. She coughed awkwardly and carefully pulled her hand out of Tang Yu's hand. For a long time, the warmth of his palm seemed to remain on her fingertips. The warm feeling kept moving from her fingers to the tip of her heart, making her heart tremble.
She quietly raised her eyes and couldn't help but steal a glance at Tang Yu, but he lowered his head to talk to Mr. Wang, and the group had already walked towards the private room. There was no sign of abnormality in his expression.
Song Zhixing was a little frustrated.
Obviously, she was the only one who was distracted by a handshake. Perhaps, in his world, she was no longer qualified to influence him.
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In the box, the lights were dim and the atmosphere was ambiguous.
Mr. Wang and Tang Yu were discussing work. Song Zhixing was listening and understood the situation - Huanyu focused on design, and Tang's design department was not yet formally established, so it could not take on big projects. There were several buildings that needed to be divided out, and now Huanyu came here just to share this piece of cake.
Song Zhixing didn't understand the business, so she just sat in the corner after coming in. The snacks in front of her looked particularly delicious, and while no one was paying attention, she stuffed them into her mouth one by one with a fork. However, her eyes would occasionally wander to the other side.
Tang Yu didn't seem to be very interested in this cooperation, and didn't say much during the whole process. In addition to President Wang's toast, Secretary Ya Lin sat close to him. She looked like she wanted to stick her whole body to him. Moreover, Tang Yu didn't avoid her, and looked like he would accept anyone who came.
Yalin's hand fell on his shoulder, and then moved down...
Song Zhixing suddenly felt like she couldn't eat anymore. She let out a heavy breath, took the wine glass on the table, and gulped down a large glass. She put the glass down heavily, stood up suddenly, and wanted to go out for some fresh air. It was difficult for her to breathe in such a closed space.
She didn't notice at all that she put the cup down with such great force that the sound made everyone look at her.
"Xingxing, don't go out yet!" At this moment, Mr. Wang called her.
She turned around and Mr. Wang waved at her with a smile, "I didn't realize you were such a good drinker. Come here, have a few drinks with me."
"..." Song Zhixing was a little embarrassed. She used to have a low alcohol tolerance, but she really drank a lot in the past three years. If it were in the past, Tang Yu would definitely be furious if he knew that she dared to drink secretly. But now...
She felt bitter in her heart and looked at Tang Yu. Tang Yu didn't show much expression on his face, but poured two glasses of foreign wine himself.
Mr. Wang was delighted, knowing that he had made the right bet, so he sent Yalin away, "Yalin, you just drank a lot, go out and get some fresh air. Xingxing, come and sit here!"
Song Zhixing was pulled and sat down at Yalin's original position. Mr. Wang was quite strong, and when Song Zhixing sat down, she almost fell into Tang Yu's arms. Tang Yu was holding two glasses of wine in his hands, and when she bumped into him, some of the wine spilled and splashed on her face.
He frowned and looked down at her, the alcohol dripping onto her fair little face, all the way down, and finally, stopping at her bright red lips. Her small red tongue poked out, instinctively licking gently, the remaining moisture on her lips, looking even more ambiguous under the light.
His breathing became slightly heavier, and his eyes suddenly became darker.
However, she didn't feel anything was wrong with her at all. Her eyes were fixed on Tang Yu's face.
The two of them were so close that his facial features were no longer blurry like in the dream, but unusually clear. She could smell the delicate mint scent on him, and her heartbeat became unusually fast, as if it would jump out of her chest at any time.
I was so dazed that I forgot to get up.
"Are you going to lie on me like this forever?" Tang Yu moved his thin lips and opened his mouth.
Song Zhixing came back to his senses belatedly, embarrassed for a moment, and quickly stood up. His movement was too big, and his shoulder hit the two glasses of wine in Tang Yu's hands that had not yet been emptied. Now, all the wine was knocked out and splashed on his shirt and suit pants.
Tang Yu glanced at Song Zhixing seriously, his face darkened, and he put down the empty wine glass.
"I'm sorry." She felt cold sweat on her back when he looked at her. She instinctively took out a tissue and helped him wipe the stain off his shirt. Her soft hands continued to move down and wiped his pants randomly. As she wiped, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
Something grew hot and hard under my fingers.
This is…
Her throat was burning, her fingers were trembling, and she stopped at that thing that suddenly stood up, and for a moment she was in a dilemma.
"Is this how you usually work in front of clients?" Tang Yu held her hand and stared at her coldly. His voice was hoarse.
Damn it!
He was actually aroused by such a low-level method in such an occasion. Over the years, he has been through many battles and has seen countless women do this to him. He has always felt extremely disgusted by this.
Only she...
"Song Zhixing, who did you learn these low-level tricks from? And how many clients have you used them on?" He asked in a cold voice, his expression surprisingly chilly.
It is inevitable that one will pick up some bad habits when working in the society. But, she dared to learn such bad habits as seducing men?!
Song Zhixing felt a little wronged by his questioning, especially the disgust and accusation in his eyes, which made her feel even more uncomfortable. She bit her lip and tried to pull her hand back in anger. Tang Yu held it tightly and refused to let go.
The scene suddenly became very... strange.
The people from Huanyu, except for Mr. Wang, were all confused. This Song Zhixing actually knew Mr. Tang Er? And it seemed that they had a close relationship.
Here, Du Hui also had a headache.
"Xingxing, you made the Second Master angry, so just drink two glasses with him. Come, toast the Second Master a glass of wine." Mr. Wang came out to smooth things over and poured two more glasses of wine.
Song Zhixing took the wine with one hand and struggled to get his other hand out of Tang Yu's hand. His wrist was already red from being pulled by him.