That evening, Lin Haitang had just co ho from work and hadn’t even had a chance to sip so water.
She was pulled into the room by soone...
...
"What? You’ve known all along?" Yan Weiwei looked shocked.
"Yeah, ng Lang had ntioned it to earlier. With Chairman Gao’s knowledge and status, and her willingness to be Xiao Yu’s teacher, how could I possibly oppose it?"
"You... so I was the only one kept in the dark? Why didn’t you tell sothing so important earlier?"
"Well, you never asked, and I thought she was busy and wouldn’t agree in the first place..."
Yan Weiwei instantly looked exasperated.
"Silly girl, are you stupid? How co you have no sense of crisis at all?
Don’t you think it’s strange that a busy woman would take ti to teach Xiao Yu? Did you ever consider inviting trouble into your ho?"
"Why would a big boss be considered trouble? What’s there to gain from us?"
"Can’t you see that there’s sothing unusual about the relationship between Gao Yuan and ng Lang? Saying it’s a special consultant role, but have you ever seen a boss being that enthusiastic about a subordinate?"
"Chairman Gao did ask a lot about ng Lang, but I assud it was just valuing his talent?
Um... at least on a professional level, ng Lang has indeed helped her a lot..."
"Appreciating talent is one thing, but discussing work at ho? I think her intentions lie elsewhere!
She’s pretty and rich, even I’d be tempted. Aren’t you worried at all?"
"Uh... even if she has designs on ng Lang, why should I worry?"
"You..."
Seeing the other party still trying to clear herself, Yan Weiwei was at a loss for words.
Do you really think I don’t know what’s going on between you two?
Lin Haitang looked at the fuming Yan Weiwei and suddenly asked tentatively.
"Weiwei, do you... still have feelings for ng Lang?"
"What?"
Yan Weiwei was montarily stunned and then realized her anxious display was indeed easy to misinterpret...
"Don’t... don’t talk nonsense! What feelings could I have, I’m worried for you!"
She glared at Lin Haitang with a small fierce look to cover her guilty conscience.
However, her blatantly obvious attempts at disguise were easy to see through by Lin Haitang.
Sighing inwardly.
Whether Gao Yuan has feelings for ng Lang, she could tell. On the other hand, it seems Yan Weiwei is getting deeper in...
Recalling that she’d muddled through the marriage registration with ng Lang, her guilt towards her intensified.
Several tis she wanted to confess, yet the words remained stuck in her throat.
In fact, back when she t ng Lang, Yan Weiwei had already shown her interest in him.
So in Lin Haitang’s heart, she always felt like the one who intruded on love...
Initially, she believed her moral compass was strong and nothing would happen between her and ng Lang, doing her best to maintain distance.
But their destinies seed intertwined, getting ssier and entangled.
The more you suppress emotions, the more intense they beco when they erupt.
It wasn’t until she snapped out of it that she realized she could no longer control her thoughts and feelings.
Even though she still had a seemingly indifferent attitude in their encounters, she would secretly smile under the covers at his ssages late at night...
Amid sweetness and guilt, lies a complex psychological turmoil with no outlet.
She gritted her teeth.
"That infuriating, love-attracting jerk..."
...
"Huh? Where’s my breakfast?"
The next day, ng Lang looked at his empty plate, filled with question marks and innocence in his eyes.
"Sorry, I made less today." Lin Haitang lowered her head, tidying up the dishes.
ng Lang instinctively looked towards Yan Weiwei...
"Why are you looking at ? I only ate three dumplings today."
"Hmm?"
That seems like a normal amount...
A puzzled glance shifted back to Lin Haitang, only to receive a view of the back of her head.
ng Lang: "..."
Ah! Weiwei must have complained about Gao Yuan last night.
But didn’t I already prepare you for that?
What kind of lawyer just listens to one side of the story?
"Ahem! It’s fine, I can eat out."
"Haha! Exactly, outside food is always tastier~"
Even after eating, Yan Weiwei didn’t miss an opportunity to jab, clearly implying sothing...
ng Lang paused and turned back.
"I’ll go check the kitchen, see if there’s any leftovers, I’ll make do."
"Ha! That’s wanting both the bowl and the pot~"
His steps towards the kitchen stiffened again.
"Ahem! Actually... I’m not that hungry. Maybe... I’ll skip breakfast today?"
"Wow, getting tired of ho food so quickly?"
"I..."
I’ll endure!
...
Community parking lot.
Lin Haitang had just gotten into her car, hadn’t even started it, when the passenger door suddenly opened...
"Bang!"
Seeing ng Lang closing the door and fastening his seatbelt with a matter-of-fact face, Lin Haitang was montarily stunned.
"What are you doing?"
"Can’t you tell? Hitching a ride!"
"Don’t you have your own car?"
"I haven’t eaten, I’m weak and have low blood sugar, it’s dangerous to drive myself!"
"You..." Lin Haitang sighed, starting the car. "Where to?"
"Sa as you, clocking into work!"
"Work?" She cast him an odd glance.
"Does this word have anything to do with you? If you hadn’t said it, I’d have thought you’d been unemployed at ho all along..."
ng Lang helplessly spread his hands. "Though it’s true that lately I’ve had a persistent urge not to work, intermittently wanting to quit, often thinking about seeing the world, and occasionally contemplating life’s aning...
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