Chapter 7, Shallow Joy, Deep Love

Tan Qing rubbed the tip of her nose that he had pinched and murmured, "I never thought about it. I just started working and now I'm taking a leave; my colleagues will surely gossip about it once they find out. Moreover, I don't even have a passport."

Ah? I brought it! Tan Qing tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Oh, it's on my desk. What's the matter?"

Oh," she hesitated as she looked at Xu Jingmo, "I'll take a taxi, you can take Mo Mo.

This made Jiang Yuanyao feel quite gratified. He held a spray bottle and watered a pot of jasmine on his desk, saying leisurely, "It's alright, I will compensate the employees, and we will soon have other activities."

Treating her like a stranger, Jiang Yuanyao slightly nodded to her and strode towards the place where the car was parked. Tan Qing looked at Xu Jingmo in confusion: "I just came here to eat, really, Mo Mo..."

I will have Lv Ai assist you. As for the gossip, " he laughed, " when you are traveling abroad with me for business, who can say anything? "

Tan Qing opened her eyes and saw him casually drinking water, a sly smile on his face, and only then did she realize she had been teased once again

She was taken aback, unsure of what to say

Fortunately, I have not completely lost her yet

The air in the corridor was stuffy, and Tan Qing put away her phone and slowly descended the stairs. Just as she reached the lobby on the first floor, the wind began to blow fiercely, lifting the hem of her dress high into the air

Jiang Yuanyao took a moment to calm down, smiled, and restarted the car, "Clearly, it was you who provoked me first! When we met for the first time, wasn't it you who begged me to take you in for a night?"

I am sorry. He managed to utter these three words, unable to say more

Mingdao Coffee was the place where Jiang Yuanyao and Xu Jingmo once went on dates. At noon, the bright sun shone in, and the air conditioning inside was set to a high level, creating a rather chilly feeling.

"Jiang Yuanyao, open the door!" she shouted, raising her voice

Others are as usual. Jiang Yuanyao picked up the suit jacket from the hanger and put it on, stating, I would like to keep the matter of canceling my schedule confidential for the time being

"Who do I think I am? Rushing around like a thief, it turns out to be you." Zhao Yuan adjusted the neckline of her low-cut long dress, smiling as she scrutinized Tan Qing, "In such heavy rain, who are you on a date with?"

He secretly had a headache, yet he kindly asked: "Tan Qing, did you forget to bring your phone today?"

Jiang Yuanyao laughed and said, "It seems I need to pull over so you can enjoy it slowly." As he spoke, he really did stop the car under the shade of a tree by the roadside

The inaugural real estate exhibition "Shengshi Tianlin" in Jincheng has officially opened, organized by the recently established Qinglang Media

He sat down next to Tan Qing, and a faint scent of fresh grass wafted from him. As he turned his face closer to hers, his features appeared particularly distinct.

Xu Jingmo realized that he had misunderstood, paused for a moment, and said: "I had previously informed Tan Qing that she is my good friend. I had a bit of selfishness, wanting her to take on these two contracts... Perhaps she did not tell you."

She is, of course, referring to Tan Qing, although this trip also includes some individuals from other departments, ostensibly to investigate the development of the media industry in Athens

She set down the teacup and looked at the tickets; one was from Jincheng to Hong Kong, and the other was from Hong Kong to Athens

Tan Qing nodded slightly

Sadly, she is unable to resist at all

Jiang Yuanyao's footsteps paused for a moment, "Tomorrow..." He hesitated and lowered his eyelashes, "I have something to attend to, so I won't be going for now"

Their relationship is quite strange; they seem like a couple, yet it is superficial and does not allow for any serious scrutiny or in-depth exploration

Ah! Lü Airu has been granted a pardon. She hurried over, tidying up the scattered documents on the table while asking, "If we can't finish reviewing the documents for tomorrow afternoon's flight in the morning, wouldn't it be better to hand them over to the Chief Financial Officer for approval?"

If it is the latter

I was dining nearby and happened to pass by..." Tan Qing murmured, her gaze sweeping through the elegantly decorated Mingdao store, "Is President Jiang meeting someone?"

Even though she feels that he does not genuinely like her, many of the actions this man has taken are deeply appealing to her. Tan Qing sometimes thinks that Jiang Yuanyao is a scheming person; he has cast a net and is now watching her step by step into it

Xiao Ran's office was also empty. He gestured for Tan Qing to take a seat and poured a glass of water, handing it to her

"I have brought your new passport," Lu Ai stepped forward to hand over the passport, frowning as he said, "Mr. Jiang, your flight is tomorrow; it would be best to return and rest early."

What a coincidence, meeting here! As soon as the words left her mouth, Tan Qing felt it was unnecessary, and the air among the three was filled with awkwardness. The scorching sun made the skin feel painful after just a short while. It was Jiang Yuanyao who spoke first: "I need to return to the company, Tan Qing, are you coming along?"

Tan Qingxin absentmindedly took a sip of water, not expecting it to be so hot. She gasped, sticking out her tongue, and after a while, she shouted at Xiao Ran, "Xiao Shixiong, do you want to burn me to death!"

Tan Qing exclaimed: "So everyone has been working hard for nothing during this time? Is it that easy for Qing Lang to benefit?" She was very indignant, almost forgetting that Qing Lang also represented Ji Lang. At this moment, her heart did not lean towards Ji Lang at all.

He set down the spray bottle, sat down beside her, reached out to smooth the stray hair at her temple, and smiled, saying: "A man must always sacrifice something in order to succeed. There are gains and losses; this is true for Ji Lang, and it is true for me as well"

Jiang Yuanyao smiled gently, as the coffee wafted with strands of rich aroma. He stared at her: "Is this President Xu's intention, or is it yours?"

The office door was knocked on with a firm rap. Xiao Ran stood at the doorway and saw the two of them sitting closely together, whispering. He cleared his throat awkwardly a couple of times. Tan Qing, noticing someone had arrived, jumped up like she was on fire and said awkwardly, "Director Xiao."

Hello... My name is Zhao Yan, and I am a colleague of Tan Qing. Zhao Yan seized the opportunity to introduce herself, displaying a bright smile as she extended her hand towards Ji Lang, "May I ask who you are..."

His eyes were dark and fixed on her, suddenly becoming very serious: "Are you angry, and is it for me or for him?"

In this restless era, seeking even a tiny bit of sincerity seems truly not easy

Having been preoccupied with a matter for so long, is it ultimately due to his recent setback, or is it because he has suddenly realized that her significance in that person's heart is not as substantial as he had previously imagined

Ji Lang's outstretched hand, reaching for the umbrella, froze in mid-air as he gazed at her figure walking ahead, blinking his eyes to shake off the raindrops on his eyelashes, and silently clenched his fist.

Jiang Yuanyao glanced at Tan Qing, who was sitting there with a serious expression as if deep in thought, and secretly smiled. Well, he was a person who valued romance; having unexpectedly received a kiss by the roadside earlier, if he were to confess, he must find a more suitable moment, at the very least not on this noisy street.

At the intersection, the red light was on. He pressed the brake, turned his head to look at her, and sighed, "Silly girl, can't you really see it?"

"What is it? Go ahead and ask." Tan Qing's interest waned as she slowly rotated the glass cup with her delicate white fingers.

Tan Qing sneered, "I only hope he dares to enter the gates of Yuezhong."

The air was stagnant and oppressive. Finally, Tan Qing stood up and said, "I am leaving. You got caught in the rain, so go home and change into some dry clothes."

Tan Qing's umbrella was originally intended to extend over his head, but it suddenly stopped as she approached. She turned around and said softly, "Let's sit for a while in the tea house nearby"

A smile blossomed on his face: "Qingqing"

The phone rang incessantly, yet he was somewhat tipsy. He casually pressed the answer button and, upon hearing that gentle female voice, he felt a jolt in his heart: "Tan Qing?"

He turned and left, not looking at that face filled with despair. However, when he walked out of Ming Island, he discovered a person standing in front of him, with a petite figure, a bright face, and a pair of black eyes gazing at him like water, evoking a sense of panic.

At that moment of silence, "I am Xu Jingmo."

Uh, I have a small matter to discuss with Tan Qing... It seems that you are all busy...

Returning to her desk, she sat down, noticing a series of missed calls from Ji Lang on her phone. Tan Qing sighed, holding her phone as she walked out of the office, dialing back in the corridor of the building.

I suddenly remembered something and need to go home for a while, Mr. Jiang, you can go ahead!" She said gloomily, and as she finished speaking, she grasped the handle and was about to get out of the car

Tan Qing looked at him, feeling an overwhelming sense of unfamiliarity. She felt a tinge of sadness, unsure of what had gone wrong. Clearly, they had once been so close, almost inseparable, yet now, they were completely unaware of each other's thoughts and desires. The words they spoke and the actions they took had become completely divergent.

Through the rapid curtain of rain, Ji Lang saw a girl in a white dress slowly approaching with an umbrella. He shook the raindrops off his face, and in his heart, it felt as if a rainbow had risen.

Tan Qing lowered her head and walked out of the private room, only to bump into someone head-on. The woman exclaimed, "Ah!" as the rich scent of Lancôme perfume wafted into her nostrils. Tan Qing quickly said, "I’m sorry," but when she looked up, she saw Zhao Yuan with an unhappy expression.

She gently bit at the hollow of his collarbone, leaving a circle of red marks. Jiang Yuanyao gasped softly and said in a hoarse voice: "Enough! Are you looking for trouble for yourself?"

Tan Qing sneered: "That is only natural. Have you forgotten that it was you who asked me to come?"

Ji Lang had tidied up a bit, and finally did not look so disheveled. Looking at the silent Tan Qing across from him, he felt a sense of unfamiliarity for the first time. He stared at her and said, "Qingqing, it seems you really consider yourself a person who pleases the public!"

Perhaps he was too demanding

Xiao Ran opened her mouth but continued to play the peacemaker faithfully: "What is there to be angry about with your own family? Over the years, Ji Lang has treated you like a younger sister. Even if he has made mistakes, let the past be the past. Do you really intend to never forgive him for the rest of your life? My sister Xiao Ran causes trouble every few days; if I were to be angry with her every day, I would surely be driven to death by anger. So this time, just forgive him!"

Jiang Yuanyao looked at her and asked, "Why are you angry again?" After a moment of thought, he relaxed his brows and smiled with a slight curve at the corners of his lips, saying, "Is it because I didn't kiss you just now?"

Jiang Yuanyao stopped to catch her breath, chuckling hoarsely: "Are you made of wood? We've been kissing for so long, and you haven't reacted at all!"

Tan Qing turned her head and looked down from the building, the street remained bustling as ever, with pedestrians weaving in and out as usual, completely unaffected by the dark clouds gradually gathering at the horizon.

Along the way, Tan Qing observed Jiang Yuanyao's gloomy expression beside her and did not dare to speak much. She merely sat quietly in the passenger seat, occasionally stealing glances at him.

He remained silent, and the silence spread between them. After a long while, Jiang Yuanyao stood up and said, "It is getting late, waiter, please bring the bill"

A neatly folded umbrella was placed in his hand. He withdrew his hand and looked at the sky outside with a worried expression: "It seems that this rain will last for a while"

But he firmly believes that one day she will understand

"Far away..." Xu Jingmo trembled slightly, "Why do you disagree? I need not explain how important it is to obtain the hosting rights. Yuezhong has been preparing for so long..."

In fact, she does not like to force herself, but there is no other choice. Jiang Yuanyao is the only person who makes her willing to set aside her pride and push herself.

"I forgot to turn off the gas at home," she said casually

This troublemaker, perhaps it is time to get a girlfriend

Mo Mo? Tan Qing looked at Xu Jingmo, then at Jiang Yuanyao. His face was calm and unruffled, while Xu Jingmo was clearly full of grievances, yet the corners of his mouth were curved in a smile.

Sitting at table number 8, he felt particularly troubled. He glanced at the woman across from him, still noble and beautiful, yet her eyes concealed a hint of deep resentment. He could not discern what she truly intended.

Xu Jingmo sat at table number 8 as she always had, which was indeed a spot they had been accustomed to. However, when she entered today, that seat was already occupied by another guest. She discreetly slipped two Renminbi notes to the waiter, which allowed her to reclaim her seat.

Jiang Yuanyao was sitting at the desk reviewing the financial report for the end of the month. Upon seeing her enter, she lifted her eyelids slightly and said, "Why are you still not leaving?"

"It's not too late." She looked at his dejected expression, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart. Biting her lip, she said, "If you agree, Huashen Real Estate can sponsor this event. Isn't the sponsorship fee for Tianlin six million? We can contribute ten million."

Xiao Ran chuckled, his well-proportioned face displaying a quirky expression: "Ji Lang couldn't reach you, so he came to find me. It seems that it's not that you didn't answer the phone, but rather that you didn't see it, right"

The waiter brought a dry towel, and Tan Qing took it and handed it to Ji Lang, saying: "Wipe yourself, don't catch a cold."

He unfastened his seatbelt and leaned towards Tan Qing, the faint fragrance mixed with his body heat enveloping her. Tan Qing felt a surge of tension in her heart as she saw him leaning in, his face almost touching hers, causing her to hurriedly close her eyes in fright

"Go ahead, I have a meeting at 3 o'clock." He was about to wave to call the waiter when he noticed that a cup of coffee had already been served.

After hesitating for half a day, he finally spoke, his face filled with disbelief: "You and President Jiang... really are together?"

His lips were pressed tightly together, the elegantly contoured jaw slightly lowered, while his eyes, resembling the depths of the sea, enveloped her, leaving no gap for escape.

Ji Lang cast a faint glance at her, directly putting his hands into his pockets, "Qingqing, I am leaving first"

In Ji Lang's heart, it felt as if a wound had been torn open. Over the years, she had rarely doubted herself, always unconditionally believing that he was harmless, trustworthy, and worthy of her trust.

Jiang Yuanyao nodded slightly: "Thank you for your support. However, this joint exhibition is of grand scale, and the exhibitors will benefit greatly as well." The implication of his words is that he does not feel particularly indebted to her; he is a businessman who understands that without substantial profits, no company would willingly throw money away.

"Brother Xiao, please go ahead with your work; I will call him later." Once she finally uttered these words, Xiao Ran let out a sigh of relief and nodded to let her go

"The Blue Mountain that you like," Xu Jingmo said with a smile

"Are we going to Greece?" she asked, slightly surprised, looking up at him. Jiang Yuanyao smiled faintly and said, "To fulfill your mother's long-held wish. If you have no objections, we can go to Norway next time."

Zhao Yuanzui stood there with her mouth slightly agape, her eyes sparkling with heart-shaped glimmers, which made Tan Qing let out a faint sigh in her heart, inevitably recalling the expression of Xiao Che when he first met Ji Lang

Seeing her still gloomy, Jiang Yuanyao turned around and pinched her nose: "You've been exhausted during this period; it's just the right time to take a break. It's too hot in the country now; how about we go abroad to escape the heat? Where would you like to go?"

He curled the corners of his lips, his arm crossing over her tense body, and directly took the bottled water from the storage compartment of the right car door

Oh? He slightly raised his gaze, glanced at her, and let out a soft sigh, "The hosting rights have already fallen into Qinglang's hands; it is too late to say anything now"

How annoying! This person appears to be serious on the surface, but in reality, he has many tricks up his sleeve when it comes to women

Xu Jingmo's tone was very resolute: "I don't care, tomorrow at 1 PM, I will be waiting for you at Mingdao Café"

Zhao Yan's hand hung there, her face a mix of red and white, as she watched that handsome figure disappear at the end of the corridor. A surge of resentment transformed into a piercing glare directed at Tan Qing, wishing she could poke her with hundreds of holes.

He let out a long sigh and suddenly felt incredibly foolish. He had long passed the age of being infatuated with love, and as a man, how could he allow himself to be so disturbed by a little woman!

Their breaths quickened. In the air-conditioned car, he held her gently, kissing her from shallow to deep. Yet she was so oblivious; he turned and tossed, but she remained unresponsive

Ah? Lyu Ai widened her eyes, "What about the others..."

Thank you He lowered his head to look at the coffee, which had a beautiful heart-shaped latte art on the surface

Tan Qing shook her head

She felt a sense of wanting to cry, holding that plane ticket and caressing it for a long time, finally murmuring: "Thank you, Jiang Yuanyao"

Jiang Yuanyao took a sip of red wine, the astringent and bitter taste swirling on his tongue. He smiled with a hint of self-mockery: "I am not very fond of lingering connections; if there is something to discuss, let's talk about it over the phone."

The sun blazed fiercely, and beads of sweat trickled down Tan Qing's forehead, flowing into the corners of her eyes, leaving a burning and painful sensation at the bottom of her eyes, everything appearing blurred.

Jiang Yuanyao walked to the ebony desk, opened the drawer, and took out a stack of items. "This is your passport and ticket. Prepare for your trip; you will depart on the first of next month."

I have no other intention in seeking you today. For this joint exhibition in Jincheng, Huashen Real Estate and Wanbao Auto City have already registered to participate, and you must have seen the list of exhibitors.

He turned his face to look at her, a faint smile in his eyes. Tan Qing felt a sense of relief in her heart and decided to make a joke: "President Jiang is as beautiful as a flower; no matter how you look at her, it's never enough."

The end of the month is indeed the busiest time for the company. It was already past 8 PM, and the lights in the general manager's office were still on. Lu Ai finished organizing the materials at hand and walked over. She recalled the matter of General Jiang's passport needing to be renewed, so she turned back to her seat, took Jiang Yuanyao's new passport, and hurriedly knocked on the door.

Jiang Yuanyao suppressed a smile, straightened his face, and said to Tan Qing: "You may go."

"Leave after reading this," he said淡淡地, rubbing his temples with his fingers, his gaze still fixed on the report in his hand

Without using any exclamations, she pushed his hand away and forcefully tried to turn the doorknob. However, the door was locked; he would not open it, and she could not get out no matter what.

An indescribable and wonderful thrill flowed gently through her heart, as if a stream that had lost its way suddenly merged into the vast and magnificent ocean, and her heart was also enlightened— it turned out that the previous lingering thoughts and endless twists were all due to affection, even love, a secret liking, a quiet love

He returned home, opened a bottle of red wine, and sipped it slowly, still feeling gloomy. He could not understand where things had gone wrong. Clearly, according to the rhythm of their previous interactions, Tan Qing had feelings for him. Even on the night she was bullied, when he rushed to comfort her, she had secretly kissed the corner of his lips.

The phone rang only once before being answered, and Ji Lang's voice was filled with the joy of clarity breaking through the clouds: "Qingqing, thank heavens, you finally answered the phone! I'm downstairs; if you have time, let's meet up!"

Tan Qing observed her demeanor and did not dare to say much, nodding apologetically to her before quickly leaving the tea house

She actually reacted, her whole body felt soft, but she was just too shy. He noticed her silence, her flushed face, and deliberately teased her: "Do you still need to go back to turn off the gas?"

"So you are so loyal that you would turn against me just to please the crowd?" He threw the towel heavily into the nearby armchair, his expression marked by a cold anger.

It is too late. She lowered her eyelids, I am doing well at Yuezhong, and there is no reason for me to suddenly change jobs. I do not wish to ask what you have done to Yuezhong, but if you want me to betray Yuezhong and do what they say, I am afraid that is impossible

She suddenly heard his clear and pure voice: "Have you seen enough?"

He hung up the phone and looked up at the sky, which was overcast with dark clouds, mirroring his current mood, as if it were about to rain. Let it rain; he hopes this rain will pour down vigorously, awakening his gradually lost heart.

Xiao Ran chuckled softly; he was two years older than Ji Lang. Their relationship had been good during their time in England, and since Tan Qing was Ji Lang's sister, he had always regarded her as a younger sister as well

No need. Xu Jingmo curled the corner of his mouth and said, I have a car, you all go ahead.

He reached out to grab her: "What is it?"

Tan Qing opened her mouth, but could not utter a word

Tan Qing looked at him in a flustered and innocent manner, opening her mouth but unable to provide any answer

Tan Qing slightly parted her lips and raised her eyes to see his vividly beautiful face just inches away. The unbuttoned collar of his shirt revealed a patch of skin as smooth as jade. Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind, and she opened her mouth to bite down. Jiang Yuan Yao let out a low exclamation, frowning as he said, "Are you a dog? Why are you biting people..."

She pushed open the window, and a strong gust of wind rushed in, causing her to cough twice, a slight ache in her chest surged into her throat, "I have no time."

Tan Qing could not hold back and stepped towards the door. However, her arm was suddenly caught by something. When she turned her head, she saw Jiang Yuanyao's face, which was so expressionless that it was hard to discern any emotion.

He let out a sigh, then stood up. When he looked into her eyes again, it seemed as if there was a thin mist separating them. "Earlier, I asked you where you wanted to go. Have you made up your mind?"

The tone here is indifferent, and Xu Jingmo's voice carries a restrained bitterness: "Shall we meet tomorrow if you have time? I will be waiting for you on Ming Island"

He arrived, walking at a leisurely pace, his posture consistently upright and dignified, his white jade-like face radiating a faint, dazzling glow against the backdrop of his dark hair. Xu Jingmo's heart ached; this man, clearly possessing the warmest and most captivating visage, seemed to also harbor the coldest and most indifferent heart in the world

Xu Jingmo smiled faintly and said, "Why are you telling me all this! It's hot, get in the car quickly, he is waiting for you!" Tan Qing wanted to explain further, but Xu Jingmo had already turned around, opened a black sunshade, and walked gracefully in another direction

Jiang Yuanyao turned around and said lightly, "Xiao Ran, is there something you need?"

"Qingqing, you will eventually return to brightness." He lowered his tone and spoke slowly, "If you are willing, you can start working at Brightness tomorrow."

"What happened?" As Zhao Yan's voice fell, Ji Lang walked out from the private room. His tall and upright figure, with damp, slightly curly hair and strikingly handsome features, was dressed in a black shirt and black trousers that appeared slightly wet, yet this did not diminish the cold elegance and charisma he exuded.

Seeing that he remained silent, Xu Jingmo felt frustrated and smiled with a hint of self-mockery, saying: "I know you are unwilling to listen to me right now. In fact, I came today to discuss the sponsorship of the joint exhibition with you as the person in charge of Huashen Real Estate."

Tan Qing had not yet reacted when his face leaned in closer. In the next moment, a pair of thin lips gently kissed the slightly parted lips of Tan Qing, who was astonished. He had just drunk some ice water, and his lips and tongue felt cool and refreshing. Tan Qing was taken aback by this sudden kiss, leaning back against the seat, unable to move.

Jiang Yuanyao let out a sigh, dropped the documents, "Forget it, I will look at it again tomorrow, let's go."

"Tan Qing, you have come as well?" Xu Jingmo walked out from the door gracefully, her eyes slightly red, as if she had just been crying

Jiang Yuanyao and Tan Qing both received invitations to the opening ceremony

"Are you still angry with Sheng Jilang?" He dropped the card, handed her the brewed Maojian tea, and deliberately elongated his voice, "There is a question I would like to clarify"

Only gradually did he realize that many things were not as he had imagined

Well ... ... a client

She hurriedly ran to Jiang Yuanyao's office to inform him of this matter, only to find that he had already known about it since the morning.

Jiang Yuanyao picked up the exquisitely printed card with his long fingers. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, glancing at Tan Qing, who wore a deeply troubled expression, and blinked: "What should we do? Should we go?"

And now, all of this has collapsed. The only consolation is that his most secret and profound thoughts have not yet been revealed. Therefore, there is still room for maneuver in this situation

Ten million? For a relatively small city like Jincheng, spending ten million on naming rights for an inexperienced exhibition indeed carries significant risks. In the style of the old fox Xu Shenian, he would never engage in such actions.

Is it because of Ji Lang? Perhaps, after all, they met too early; a bond of thirteen years is not something that just anyone can replace

Only Ji Lang remained standing in place, tall and slender, his sharply defined face drenched by the rain, his black shirt soaked and clinging tightly to his body

The warmth in his heart gradually receded, calming his mind. "What is the matter?"

"Who told you about the past? I originally intended to keep my distance from you," Tan Qing murmured. Thinking of Xu Jingmo and then of herself, she began to feel melancholic and conflicted again. She covered her face in frustration, "Jiang Yuanyao, if you don't like me, why do you treat me this way?"

Ji Lang had not spoken for a long time. In order to win the first contest against Yue Zhong, he indeed made a choice that went against his true feelings, a choice that caused him to lose Tan Qing's trust

Moreover, regarding Tianlin's matter this time, I am very disappointed. After saying this, she turned her head to look out the window. The rain was still falling, and thunder rumbled in the sky. It seems that Jiang Yuanyao was right; this rain will not stop anytime soon

The rain has stopped intermittently, and it has been a week since the skies have completely cleared after the rain

Jiang Yuanyao is in a bad mood. This morning, she received the news that Tianlin has secured the naming rights for the joint exhibition at a price of 6 million. Undoubtedly, the hosting rights for this event have fallen into Qingliang's hands.

Lü Ai did not dare to say anything further and stood quietly to the side, waiting. After a while, the person at the table raised their head, noticed that she was still there, and with a slight furrow of their clear and elegant brows, asked: "Is there anything else?"

He deliberately helped her find an excuse. However, Tan Qing was ungrateful, her expression cold, and she said in a flat tone: "I saw it, I just didn't want to respond."

Not yet. Tan Qing took a sip of tea; the fragrance was present, but after holding it for too long, it had cooled down a bit, and the flavor of the tea had diminished significantly

In the sound of the pattering rain, Ji Lang and Tan Qing sat facing each other in an antique tea house. In front of them, the blue and white porcelain tea bowl emitted a faint fragrance of Biluochun tea. Tan Qing gazed at the emerald green tea soup, thinking to herself that Jiang Yuanyao liked drinking tea, and this place was close to the company, so he must come here often

As he was speaking, Xiao Ran's phone rang. He picked it up and glanced at it, frowning at Tan Qing: "It's him again. You answer this time. If you keep ignoring him, he might come to the company soon."

Upon returning to the company, Tan Qing was shocked to hear the news: Qinglang Company has been awarded the hosting rights for this year's Jincheng RV Expo, and the title sponsor is Tianlin

"How did you get here?" he asked her

I will give this to you

However, Tan Qing felt sad, "I still can't believe it, how could Ji Lang collaborate with Tian Lin..." She looked up at Jiang Yuan Yao with tearful eyes, "A few days ago, I specifically went to find him and talked to him about Zhai Tian Zhao. I thought that after more than ten years of our relationship, he would give up Tian Lin, but I didn't expect..." She heavily sat down in the chair opposite his desk, "It turns out that compared to his career, I am nothing. I was really foolish..." "A few days ago, I specifically went to find him and talked to him about Zhai Tian Zhao. I thought that after more than ten years of our relationship, he would give up Tian Lin, but I didn't expect..." She heavily sat down in the chair opposite his desk, "It turns out that compared to his career, I am nothing. I was really foolish..."

Tan Qing raised her head and said, "President Jiang, you are abusing your power for personal gain."

He relaxed his brows: "Don't worry, I will cover the expenses myself. If I provide benefits for the employees, I should also treat myself to some benefits, shouldn't I"

He stared at her, trying to glean some clues from those eyes. However, after just a moment, he turned his head away, his heart becoming very heavy, bowing his head, and suddenly smiled

"There is no need for you to worry." He took out his wallet to pay the bill, then turned to her and said, "This is a personal debt of gratitude that I cannot bear." After saying this, he let out a long sigh and kindly advised, "Jingmo, what we had between us is now in the past. Living well is a good thing for both of us."

Ji Lang stood in the wind, the eagerness on his face gradually fading: "Qingqing, come down, I have something to say to you!"

She stood at the door, holding her skirt. The rain came suddenly, instantly scattering the people in the square at the entrance like birds and beasts.

Having returned from Beijing at 8 PM, Jiang Yuanyao did not go home but drove directly to Tan Qing's building. However, he did not go upstairs, as he had just arrived and saw Ji Lang's car parked downstairs.

The sound of a noisy whistle echoed from behind; he could not afford to say much. Upon seeing the green light, he pressed the accelerator and drove forward.

There is a tea house next door, which is quite suitable for avoiding the rain. After he finished speaking, he walked towards the elevator at a leisurely pace

Tan Qing was momentarily taken aback, suddenly understanding his meaning. She hurriedly extricated herself from his embrace and said, somewhat annoyed: "You are really annoying, why do you have to provoke me for no reason!"

Tan Qing paused for a moment, the restlessness around her solidified by his words. Looking into his eyes again, she found them warm and gentle, shimmering with an alluring light. He gazed at her without blinking, his voice low and soft: "It seems you have been waiting for a long time... It appears that today, it is impossible not to satisfy you..."

It's nothing..." Lyu Aidun said, "President Jiang, just go ahead with your work, I will wait to lock the door later."

Xu Jingmo's face flushed, and she lowered her eyelashes, softly saying: "Now, I have the final say on matters concerning Huashen."