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Li Xintong cast a furtive glance at Song Zimo, who was frowning and playing with his phone in the passenger seat, feeling quite melancholic. They were nearing their destination, but judging by the situation, it seemed that Song Zimo had not yet broken her record.

Manager Lin glanced at the delivery order, furrowing his brow, and said with a troubled expression: "Tomorrow, Old Liu from the warehouse will be on leave. Either you take the goods today, or you will have to wait four days."

Li Xintong followed behind him, exhibiting a somewhat sycophantic demeanor, which was a stark contrast to her usual queenly style. She almost wanted to laugh at herself; why was she always so abnormal when encountering Song Zimo? After getting into the car with Song Zimo, she began to play a block-matching game on her phone again

Jia Ling was able to leave his embrace, took a deep breath, and entered the security check without looking back. Song Zimo and Li Xintong watched her until she was no longer visible. Li Xintong sincerely said to Song Zimo: "If I were you, I would immediately buy a ticket for the next flight and chase after her. Trust me, you two will reconcile."

Li Xintong was taken aback, not expecting that Jia Ling would talk to her about these matters. She then mischievously winked at Song Zimo with a meaningful look, saying, "Isn't that right, Zimo?"

Downstairs of the Fancy Jewelry branch, Li Xintong stepped on the brake, turned off the engine, unfastened her seatbelt, and picked up her handbag, appearing as if everything was ready except for the final push. Li Xintong cleared her throat twice: "I am leaving. My phone."

Hello

"Tong Tong." Jia Ling suddenly called out.

Who are you?

Li Xintong pressed her lips together and said, "No need, it will take me quite a while to handle this matter, right now I just want my phone..." She looked longingly at the phone in his hand, her meaning unmistakable. Song Zimo did indeed return a phone to her, but it was not hers; it was his own.

Jia Ling had obtained her boarding pass and was preparing to go through security, while Li Xintong clearly noticed the lingering gaze Jia Ling cast upon Song Zimo, revealing her reluctance to part. She found these two quite interesting; despite the eight-year age gap, they were able to overcome it. Clearly so in love, what obstacle could they not surmount?

At that moment, the phone rang.

You call him Song Zimo, not Allen

You drive

"Do you believe it or not, you cannot outplay me?" Li Xintong also curled her lips, saying disdainfully

Song Zimo nodded expressionlessly and turned to leave ahead of Li Xintong

Li Xintong took the water, placed it on the table, and took out the delivery order from her bag: "General Manager Lin, I will pick up the goods tomorrow."

"Hand it over." Song Zimo asked Li Xintong for her phone

Li Xintong did not know where the problem was, and replied: "Yes"

Song Zimo finally raised his head, his beautiful and deep-set eyes quietly gazing at her. Li Xintong felt her heart skip a beat, and suppressing the turmoil within, she somewhat flusteredly averted her gaze.

Jia Ling walked up to Li Xintong, smiled gently at her, and her elegant demeanor truly made one overlook her age: "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, Zimo will do his utmost to assist you, so you need not be polite to him, understood?"

"Today? I had arranged with the logistics company for tomorrow." Li Xintong also felt frustrated. If she couldn't pick up the goods tomorrow and had to wait another four days, her commission would be delayed until next month, which meant she wouldn't be able to pay her father's medical expenses this month. Therefore, she couldn't wait; she couldn't afford to wait even four days.

Li Xintong felt that the person's voice was not unfamiliar, but she couldn't recall it for the moment. She automatically filtered his question: "Are you looking for Song Zimo? He is currently unavailable to take the call; I will have him return your call later."

Standing beside, Li Xintong clearly saw the tears at the corner of Jia Ling's eyes

Hmm. Song Zimo should be very gentle

Hello. Li Xintong connected the call again

The response she received was a busy tone. Li Xintong was taken aback, feeling perplexed. She checked the time; there were still half an hour left, so she continued watching television

She gently rested her head on Song Zimo's broad shoulder: "Fool, live for yourself, do as you think, promise me."

Use my resources. Be more efficient, I will only wait for you for two hours, after which I will not wait any longer. At that time, I am afraid I will throw your phone directly onto the highway, and I will also terminate the contract immediately

Song Zimo cast her a cold glance. Li Xintong felt that her suggestion was not too bad and did not understand why he was treating her so "frostily." Song Zimo changed the subject: "Where are you going later? I will give you a ride."

You!" Li Xintong gritted her teeth and looked at him with resentment

"Ah, Xintong, I apologize for keeping you waiting," Manager Lin of the branch office said with a smile as he walked into the waiting room, holding a cup of water served in a disposable cup, which he handed to Li Xintong

Song Zimo immediately pulled over, startling Li Xintong and causing her heart to race. Li Xintong stared at him in disbelief: "Are you crazy? This is the highway."

Yes. Li Xintong naturally understood what that person was thinking; that was his freedom. He could think in that direction, and she had no way to change it.

Li Xintong is truly at a loss for words now. He remains as competitive as ever, unable to tolerate her being better than him, even in a game, where he is very particular. Li Xintong helplessly handed him the phone, stating in advance: "To break my record, it will take quite a long time, and it's not very convenient to play here"

Manager Lin chuckled and said, "It's nothing much."

You are ruthless!" Li Xintong slammed the car door shut, expressing her indignation. With this air of anger, Li Xintong arrived at the branch of Huashi Jewelry. Little did she know that today was her unlucky day; the manager was in a meeting and asked her to wait for a moment. What does this so-called moment mean? She had no time to wait, yet she had no choice but to wait.

"Is it inconvenient to answer the phone?" Mike elongated his tone, meaningfully repeating Li Xintong's words

Song Zimo did not respond, but merely narrowed his eyes slightly and gazed intently at Jia Ling.

How? He raised his wrist to check his watch, "There is still one hour and fifty-nine minutes."

The branch of Hua's Jewelry. It is located in the area where our former university was.

The phone rang again, and Li Xintong glanced at it; the caller ID displayed a familiar phone number—her own mobile number

Manager Lin knew that Li Xintong could not wait: "I have a friend who has a truck, ask him to help you with a trip, what do you think?"

"You go in to take care of things, I will wait for you here, and we will return to City A together later." Song Zimo spoke as if issuing a command, his tone leaving no room for negotiation

Song Zimo glanced at Li Xintong and saw her so seriously playing the game, the corners of his mouth twitched: "For someone with your level of intelligence, playing such a childish game suits you well"

At the moment of parting, why speak sweet nothings to Song Zimo, instead of calling her this insignificant person?

Half an hour later, Li Xintong could no longer wait. She took out her phone from her bag, intending to call the branch manager regardless of the consequences to urge them a bit. However, the phone in her hand was not hers, and she did not have the branch manager's phone number at all. Asking the secretary for it would surely lead to a reprimand, and she definitely would not provide it. Li Xintong, feeling irritated, was about to throw the phone.

Li Xintong felt that although today was not going smoothly, the outcome was gratifying, and that was enough. Originally, she could have finished in an hour and gone home, but she wanted Song Zimo to wait another hour. Whether one calls her childish or boring, she simply could not stand Song Zimo's arrogant attitude. Thus, she spent the extra hour in the waiting room, mindlessly watching television to pass the time.

Jia Ling walked up to Song Zimo, raised her hands, and adjusted the tie around his neck, reminding him in a motherly and wifely manner: "Don't just think about work, don't drink too much coffee at night, and don't neglect your health." Her eyes were filled with compassion, along with a sense of guilt that Li Xintong could not comprehend.

Li Xintong found the questions posed by this person quite strange. It would be normal to at least guess that she was his ex-wife, Jia Ling, wouldn't it? Not knowing this person's background and not wanting to engage with him, she succinctly said: "I will have Song Zimo return your call later, I will hang up now." Li Xintong hung up the phone directly without waiting for the other party to respond. She was not in the mood to chat with anyone. The situation was urgent; if she did not go out soon, she would have to rush into the conference room.

B City International Airport

You are his ex, aren't you

Li Xintong stood with a worried expression, then smiled ambiguously: "Manager Lin, I knew you cared for me the most"

... ...

Li Xintong looked at the caller ID, Mike. Li Xintong feared that he might be an important person, and if she did not answer, it might delay Song Zimo. After careful consideration, she ultimately pressed the answer button