"Whether or not I go on a date with Leng Jian has nothing to do with you impersonating to turn others down!" Zhang Lingying didn’t let his words lead her astray and argued back clearly.
Lu Jing raised an eyebrow, "If I hadn’t refused him for you, would you have gone out with him?"
"..."
Zhang Lingying didn’t speak, implicitly agreeing.
Seeing this, Lu Jing turned over and sat up, taking out his phone.
"What movie do you want to see? I’ll book the tickets now."
"..."
Zhang Lingying glanced at him but remained silent.
Lu Jing lowered the hand holding the phone and slowly began to speak, "You just want to go with Leng Jian, right?"
The longer Zhang Lingying stayed silent, the darker Lu Jing’s expression beca.
As if understanding his hopeless infatuation, he mustered a self-mocking smile, stood up from the sofa, and turned to walk out the door.
This ti, he didn’t stop, and Zhang Lingying didn’t hold him back either.
She just quietly watched his departing figure...
"ow—"
After a long ti, Little Mirror, sensing her low spirits, leapt into her arms.
Licked her palm and looked up at her with its furry head.
Zhang Lingying reached out to hold the cat, staring intently at it.
"Little Mirror, why do people fall for soone else?"
"ow—"
"You think it’s strange too, don’t you? It feels like you’re not yourself anymore, every action of the other person affects you... Is this love?"
Zhang Lingying tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.
She didn’t quite understand why Lu Jing, under the guise of love, would interfere in her life and disrespect her privacy.
But seeing his forlorn appearance made her inexplicably uncomfortable.
That unfounded irritation was sothing she had never experienced before.
It’s as if her emotions were being tugged by an invisible string, held in soone else’s hand.
She didn’t like that feeling.
It made her feel very insecure.
"Do you think Lu Jing will co to see again?"
Zhang Lingying looked down at Little Mirror, who had stopped owing and was now pacing back and forth in her arms, and asked uncertainly.
Little Mirror didn’t answer her this ti but coiled up comfortably in her arms and fell asleep.
"Probably not..."
Zhang Lingying answered herself, the light in her eyes dimming.
Over the weekend, Zhang Lingying didn’t step outside.
After Lu Jing pretended to turn down Leng Jian’s invitation to dinner and a movie, he didn’t contact her again.
Word was that Ji Weitian had called him away, and the two of them spent the weekend working overti.
Zhang Lingying called to ask if they needed help, but Leng Jian just said it was a small issue, and they could handle it.
She didn’t know the specific circumstances.
"I’ve made detailed reports on the experintal direction and parater adjustnts. If we continue at this pace, we can quickly catch up to Re Group, but..." Leng Jian lifted his head from the computer, his complexion not looking good as he glanced at Ji Weitian sitting beside him.
It was just the two of them in the lab, with most of the seats empty, making the space feel a bit desolate.
Leng Jian didn’t continue speaking, just passed the report in his hand to Ji Weitian for her to review.
Ji Weitian went through it.
The report was very detailed, and the consolidation of experintal results was flawless.
"As expected from a report you’ve handled, it’s perfect."
Ji Weitian wasn’t stingy with her praise, her eyes carrying a faint smile, though exhaustion from overti lingered at the corners of her eyes.
She reached up to knead her neck, tilting her head back to relax.
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