“Little Jing, here’s your favorite, the Fresh Grape Tea. Sister Wen, here’s your Peach Plum Tea. Huihui, here’s your Mango Sago.”

After handing out the drinks, Du Shaokai’s expression still looked a bit stiff.

He’d finally gotten a chance to hang out with Tian Jing, but of all people, they ran into the last person he wanted to see—and he’d even dropped his phone, breaking it.

Noticing Du Shaokai’s pale face, Liu Huihui asked, “Brother Du, are you okay? Not feeling well?”

“I’m fine, all good.” Du Shaokai took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Smiling at Tian Jing, he said, “Little Jing, I noticed you haven’t used the Miss Coco perfume I gave you. Don’t like it? Since we’re here at Xingyue City, how about we go to Chanel, and I’ll buy you another one.”

Recently, the company had hired many new employees. Competition around Tian Jing was getting fierce, including several of the high-ranking executives’ sons, genuine tall-rich-handsome types, putting even more pressure on him.

When Liu Huihui mentioned shopping with Tian Jing and Qi Wen, he came right away, shamelessly tagging along.

Tian Jing sipped her tea and smiled sweetly, “No need, Brother Du. I already have more perfume than I can use, and I just haven’t had a chance to try the one you gave me yet.”

Du Shaokai couldn’t help but feel his heart stir, watching her sweet smile and those long, shapely legs.

No question, her figure was incredible.

Even without the title of “Only Daughter of a Major Shareholder,” she’d be worth every effort to pursue.

Liu Huihui teased, “Brother Du, why not get me one too? I promise I’ll use it every day.”

Qi Wen joined in, laughing, “Shaokai, don’t forget about me.”

“Um…” Du Shaokai chuckled awkwardly. “Sister Wen, don’t make fun of me. I’m sure you have just as much perfume as Little Jing.”

Sister Wen was the head of the company’s channel sales and e-commerce platforms. She’d just joined last week, overseeing all online sales channels.

She was only 27 and clearly connected to someone high up in the company, especially since she knew Tian Jing.

Next week, when he transferred to the Channel Department, Qi Wen would be his direct supervisor.

As he thought about how to get closer to Tian Jing, he heard Liu Huihui suddenly stand up, waving and calling out excitedly, “Tang Song! Fancy running into you here!”

The moment Tian Jing heard Tang Song’s name, her eyes lit up. She leaned forward, looking around Du Shaokai, and instantly broke into a broad smile.

Dressed in a black shirt, gray trousers, and black leather shoes, Tang Song’s tall and refined figure stood out, and he looked even more handsome than the last time they met.

But at that moment, Tian Jing’s attention was on his hands, hanging naturally at his sides—the face could wait.

Long and elegant, his hands were breathtakingly beautiful.

Meanwhile, Du Shaokai’s previously calm face went pale again.

D*mn it! Can’t shake this guy, can I?

I’ve been avoiding you, and you still show up to disgust me?

Turning around with a darkened expression, he opened his mouth to say something.

Then he heard the sound of “tap-tap-tap” as Tian Jing, in thick-soled shoes, quickly made her way over and stopped right in front of Tang Song.

She smiled, radiant. “Song! You’re here too?”

Seeing sweet, adorable Little Jing in her JK uniform, Tang Song couldn’t resist patting her thick, black hair with his left hand, finding it satisfying.

Then, he held out his hand to her with a smile, “I wanted to buy a ring or something similar.”

“Your hands are so beautiful; they’d definitely look even better with an accessory to make them more striking.”

As she stared at the hand so close to hers and listened to Tang Song’s smooth voice, Tian Jing pressed her legs together, feeling a bit giddy inside.

It’d been a while since they’d last met, and somehow, his voice sounded even better.

She couldn’t help but let her mind wander.

If he held her face in those hands, speaking in that deep voice, saying, “I used to imagine you, Little Jing, as my…,” then she could reply, “I also… imagined you…”

Just like that scene in The Soul Link, it would be so thrilling.

(*^▽^*) Hehe.

At that moment, she heard the heavy footsteps behind her.

Du Shaokai approached, face flushed, and growled, “Tang Song! Don’t you have any decency? Just patting a female colleague on the head like that—is that how you greet someone?”

He’d known Tian Jing for nearly a year, and he hadn’t even touched her.

And here this jerk went, moving right in!

Before Tang Song could respond, Tian Jing frowned, visibly displeased, and turned to Du Shaokai. “Brother Du, that’s so rude! What’s wrong with us saying hi? And who are you calling names?” Follow current novels on novel★fire.net

“Friends?” Du Shaokai’s eyes widened as he pointed at Tang Song in disbelief. “Since when are you two friends?” In the company, he and Tang Song were among the closest colleagues, thanks to being alumni.

But he’d never heard of Tang Song interacting with Tian Jing.

Maybe a few words here or there when handing out pay stubs, but that was it.

“We’ve always been friends.” Tian Jing casually brushed him off, turning back without another word.

Just then, Liu Huihui joined them with a big smile. “Tang Song—oops, I mean President Tang! When will you be joining us? I’ve already prepared the contract; it’s just waiting for you to sign.”

Tang Song thought for a moment. “Next Tuesday, I think.”

After the successful debut, the company would hold a meeting on Monday to finalize the broadcast and product selection plans.

He’d also need to contact Huiguang Decor about the office renovations.

“Great, we’ll be ready for you, President Tang!” Liu Huihui gave Tang Song a sweet thumbs-up, clearly thrilled.

Tang Song glanced over at Du Shaokai, whose face was twisted in displeasure.

With a small grin, he placed his hand lightly on Little Jing’s shoulder and said softly, “Little Jing, I don’t know much about accessories. Could you help me pick something out?”

Standing 168 cm tall, and with her thick-soled shoes, she was just the right height to be at ease next to him.

Tian Jing blinked and nodded seriously, “I’m pretty good at this stuff, but I need a close look at your hand shape. How about we sit over there?”

“Sounds good, let’s go.”

The sight of the girl he’d pursued for so long chatting so closely with his “nemesis” right in front of him was too much for Du Shaokai. He clenched his fists, his eyes reddening.

Liu Huihui stood nearby, wide-eyed, hardly believing what she saw.

Though Tian Jing was always lively and outgoing at work, she’d never been this close to any male colleague.

Then, seeing Tang Song’s confident, handsome figure, a pang of disappointment hit her.

She’d started to like the new and improved Tang Song, even considering trying to pursue him. But it seemed her chances were slim.

Tang Song and Tian Jing sat down in the lounge area.

Noticing Qi Wen’s curious expression, Tian Jing playfully stuck out her tongue. “Sister Wen, this is Tang Song, our company’s technical consultant.”

Hearing this, Qi Wen raised an eyebrow, giving him a careful look.

She’d heard of this legendary CTO, full of intriguing stories, but hadn’t expected him to be so young and good-looking.

He was definitely attractive, with an impressive build and a sharp sense of style.

“Hello, Tang Song, I’ve heard a lot about you,” Qi Wen said warmly. “I’m Qi Wen, supervisor of the E-commerce Platform Team in the Channel Department.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Hearing her role, Tang Song’s eyes lit up.

The 【Lucky Buff】 never failed—he’d been looking for a way into Jinxiu Commerce’s supply chain, and here was the person responsible for their e-commerce supply. Better yet, she seemed to be good friends with Little Jing.

Add to that his status as a senior executive, and things were looking promising.

With that, he took out his phone and said, “Could I add you on WeChat? I’d love to chat about our supply chain needs for the live-streaming business.”

“Oh?” Qi Wen smiled. “Of course! Anytime!”

With Jinxiu Commerce on the rise, she was eager to make a mark, and forging a connection with an executive valued by Smile Capital was a golden opportunity.

Listening to their conversation, Tian Jing took Tang Song’s left hand and gently stroked it as if observing it, murmuring, “Sister Wen, Tang Song is a close friend of mine, so you’d better give him the best rates.”

Qi Wen’s eyes glinted, and she nodded, “Rest assured, I’ll handle it.”

Du Shaokai stared at their intertwined hands, feeling his chest tighten with rage.

D*mn it! Now they’re even holding hands?

Noticing Du Shaokai’s gaze, Tang Song’s hand slid down, resting gently on Little Jing’s waist.

Through her soft clothing, he could feel her delicate

, graceful figure.

Having known Du Shaokai well from past interactions, Tang Song was fully aware that he’d been trying to pursue Tian Jing, so he couldn’t resist messing with him a bit.

Feeling the warmth of Tang Song’s hand at her waist, Tian Jing blushed deeply.

How could she resist? But… not here! This is a mall!

“Tang Song, I’m a little thirsty,” he said, glancing at the drink beside her.

Lost in her inner dilemma, Tian Jing’s face turned redder.

She bit her lip, picked up her Fresh Grape Tea, and shyly held it to his mouth. “Try it—it’s really good.”

With a mouth as nice as his and breath so fresh, sharing a drink didn’t bother her one bit.

Tang Song leaned down and took a sip. The fruity, refreshing taste went perfectly with the faint scent of her perfume.

Seeing Tang Song with his arm around his goddess, Tian Jing, and drinking from her cup, Du Shaokai’s expression turned blank, his lips trembling as he struggled to find words.

In that instant, he felt as if he’d been publicly humiliated.

Tian Jing was usually so reserved, yet one look at Tang Song, and she seemed completely captivated.