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Huiying Riverside Creative Park.

Red brick walls, white corridors, large floor-to-ceiling windows.

The smell of grilled meat wafted across the outdoor area.

Fruits, drinks, snacks, cakes, balloons…

Laughter and singing mixed with the playful barking of dogs.

The marketing and new media operations departments from Light and Shadow Media, totaling 38 employees, had only one person missing.

"What's going on with Director Wang? We're almost done with lunch, and he’s still not here. The incident should've been resolved by now."

"I heard from Brother Zhang that there was a bit of an argument, and the other driver kicked his fender. Then, once the police arrived, they kept arguing, so he couldn’t make it in time."

"Word is, there were three tough-looking guys on the other side, and Director Wang almost got hit."

"Wow, what bad luck."

"That's rough."

Listening to the conversation, Wen Ruan couldn't help but sigh sympathetically.

Although Director Wang's breath was unpleasant, he was a kind person and had always been very considerate of her at work.

"Wen Ruan, I just grilled some oysters and lamb skewers. Give them a try," a male colleague offered, placing a loaded plate in front of her.

"Thanks, Brother Jun," Wen Ruan nodded with a light smile, sharing the skewers with her female colleagues nearby.

Not far away, on the outdoor KTV stage, a handsome male colleague who had just finished singing grabbed the mic and called out, "Wen Ruan, want to sing a duet of Guest with me?"

Wen Ruan waved her hand, smiling, "No need. The skewers were a bit salty, so my throat's a bit scratchy. You all go ahead."

…

Even though Wen Ruan was dressed conservatively today, her curvaceous, alluring figure and beautiful face still made her the center of attention.

Several male colleagues found excuses to come over and chat with her.

Zhang Xintong couldn’t resist teasing, "With Director Wang absent, these guys think they have a chance."

Wen Ruan had been with Light and Shadow Media for three years now, and the number of colleagues who had pursued her during that time was countless.

Most of them were good-looking and came from decent backgrounds.

But ever since Director Wang made his interest clear, the others had toned down their advances quite a bit.

One reason was that he was a leader, and the other was that he truly was impressive.

At 32, a department director who drove an A6, a returnee with a tall, lean build.

By company standards, he was pretty much at the top.

Not far away, Zhong Ying frowned and said dryly, "Sister Wen, you already have a boyfriend now, so there’s no need to keep leading Director Wang on, is there?"

Wen Ruan glanced at her but didn’t respond, which only made Zhong Ying more frustrated.

She had immediately informed Wang Liyu about Wen Ruan’s relationship status, but he didn’t believe her.

But then, Wen Ruan never posted photos of guys on her social media, and no one had ever met her supposed boyfriend. She didn’t seem like she was really dating anyone.

…

Xingyue City, Burberry Store.

Tian Jing clung to Tang Song’s arm, pointing to the bright display case and grinning, "How about this ring? I saw it before and thought it would look perfect on your hand."

She’d noticed it last time they were out buying gifts and had wanted to get it for him.

But rings were a bit too personal to give to a colleague, no matter the reason.

So, in the end, she went with a Longines watch instead.

The sales associate glanced at their outfits and eagerly introduced, "This is a best-selling narrow black ceramic men’s ring with a new matte finish, understated yet luxurious. Several male celebrities have worn this exact model."

Tang Song nodded, signaling for her to bring a suitable size.

Tian Jing took the ring from the sales associate, her eyes bright, "Song, hold out your hand, and let me put it on you! You have to trust my taste."

She wasn’t about to miss this chance with her major hand obsession.

Tang Song smiled, raising his left hand.

Tian Jing held his hand and slowly slid the ring onto his index finger.

Then, she positioned his hand directly under the light, examining it intently, nearly drooling.

His fingers were long, well-proportioned, like a meticulously sculpted masterpiece.

His fair skin had a healthy glow, veins faintly visible, exuding a youthful energy.

The ring gleamed on his index finger, the deep black ceramic perfectly matching his "Heartthrob’s Hand."

Every subtle movement of his fingers caught the light on the ring, making it sparkle like stars in the night sky.

Tian Jing took a deep breath, her knees rubbing together.

Oh my! Who could resist this?

"Hold still! I seriously love this ring; I have to take a picture!"

She whipped out her phone, taking several shots from different angles before recording a video.

Tang Song cooperated fully, letting the schoolgirl in her direct him as she pleased.

He had to admit, Little Jing had great taste; it really did suit his hand.

When she finally put away her phone, Tang Song pointed to the same ring in the display.

"Why don’t you try one on too? If you like it, I’ll get it for you."

Little Jing froze, her face instantly turning pink.

Was a ring something you just gave away casually?

"Sure, I'll try it on."

Soon, the matching women’s ring was on her left index finger.

Little Jing’s hand was lovely too—fair-skinned, slender, and delicate, with smooth skin.

With their hands placed side by side, wearing matching rings, they looked perfectly in sync.

"Do you like it?"

"Love it!" Little Jing nodded eagerly, snapping a few more photos of their hands together.

Each ring was priced at ¥14,700. After paying ¥29,400, Tang Song left the Bvlgari counter with her.

When they returned to the lounge, Du Shaokai was nowhere to be seen.

After a quick lap around the first floor with the three female colleagues, Tang Song bid them farewell.

He still had to rush back to film and make the most of his [Lucky Buff]'s duration.

Watching Tang Song’s departing figure, Little Jing blinked and shared a photo of their hands in the "Second Chance at Happiness" group chat.

Giggling, she captioned, "Check out the ring he got me. Isn’t it beautiful?"

After chatting with the group for a bit and noticing the increasingly suggestive tone, Little Jing’s face turned redder and redder.

Licking her lips, she turned to her colleagues, "You guys keep shopping; I’m just going to pop to the restroom."

With that, she darted off.

Liu Huihui muttered, "Didn’t she just go a while ago? She went with me."

Qi Wen blinked, "Maybe it was all that fruit tea?"

…

The thick clouds looked like vast feathers, densely covering the entire sky.

As Wen Ruan glanced out the window while playing a round of Werewolf with her colleagues, she muttered, "It’s not going to rain, is it?"

Hopefully not, she thought, given the forecast was only for clouds.

On her way here, she’d driven over a dirt road. If it rained and got muddy, she'd have to take a longer way back.

"Director Wang! Finally!"

"Good afternoon, Director."

"Director!"

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting; I ran into a bit of trouble on the way."

Wang Liyu, a little worse for wear, entered the activity room, exhaling deeply.

Most attendees were from his department, so as the organizer, he was certainly late.

He’d left home at 8 a.m. and finally arrived at 4 p.m.

But it was worth it—he still had plenty of time to get closer to Wen Ruan.

After greeting everyone, he carefully set down a pet carrier on the table, gently taking out a fluffy little kitten.

Instantly, several female voices squealed with excitement.

"Oh my gosh, what a cute kitten!"

"So adorable!"

"This is a Chinchilla, right? I heard they’re like ten grand each!"

…

Several cat-loving girls rushed over, eyes shining.

Wen Ruan also set aside her dislike for Director Wang’s breath, her interest piqued.

She truly adored kittens, especially Chinchillas. With their gentle demeanor and adorable looks, they were irresistible.

As Wen Ruan’s curvaceous figure caught his eye, Wang Liyu felt a surge of warmth.

All his earlier hardships suddenly felt worth it.

Taking a deep breath, he smiled and lifted the kitten’s paw, waving it at her, "Want to hold it? It seems to really like you."

The other female colleagues quickly picked up on his intentions, casting envious glances at Wen Ruan.

It was obvious he’d brought the kitten just to please her.

For someone as impressive as Director Wang to go to such lengths, Wen Ruan was indeed lucky.

Without catching a whiff of his breath, Wen Ruan felt relieved and was just about to take the kitten when her expression suddenly turned strange.

"I’m not feeling well. I’ll hold it later."

With that, she hurried out of the room.

Wang Liyu blinked, a bit puzzled.

Back in her room on the third floor, Wen Ruan quickly locked the door. Read full story at novelfire(.)net

Grabbing some tissue,

she removed her pants, folded the tissue, and placed it inside.

Her period was usually punctual and was supposed to be a few days away.

Just as she was about to head downstairs for some feminine products—

"Ow!" A sharp pain hit her lower abdomen.

Wen Ruan winced, realizing she’d had plenty of cold drinks and seafood at lunch.

Great, she thought, this outing was going to be a struggle.

She climbed into bed, covering her belly with the blanket.

She sent her best friend Zhang Xintong a message: "Hey, could you get me some pads and a heat patch? Urgently!"

Her phone dinged.

Best Friends Chat Group.

[Hu Mingli: "@Zhuangzhuang, how’s the outing? When are you coming back tomorrow? The three of us planned to go for a spa session!”]

Wen Ruan replied helplessly, "Guess what, my period just started, and I didn’t watch what I ate at lunch. Now I’ve got major cramps and probably won’t be able to enjoy the outing. Looks like I’m in for a rough night."

[Hu Mingli: "(⊙o⊙)… That’s so unlucky. Make sure you rest up and drink some warm water to soothe your stomach."]

…

Yanjing Tiancheng, luxury suite, walk-in closet.

Tang Song’s phone buzzed several times as he was changing clothes.

He checked his messages.

[Hu Mingli: Chat screenshot.jpg]

[Hu Mingli: Huiying Riverside Creative Park.map]

[Hu Mingli: "Wen Ruan’s outing is here with her department. Northeast corner, Building 3. She’s staying overnight. Pro-tip: Cramps are caused by elevated prostaglandins, so red sugar water won’t help, but ibuprofen will. Or, if you want to help her keep warm, I think that would work too."]

[Hu Mingli: "She loves tulips and the movie I told you about before. Have a lovely night together!"]

[Hu Mingli: "President Tang, remember us in the Tech Support Department!"]