Chapter 503 Dusk 4, Mid-Autumn Moon

Chapter 503 Dusk 4, Mid-Autumn Moon

Chapter 503 Dusk falls, Mid-Autumn Moon shines

A warm and quiet office area.

Cheng Qiuqiu sat next to Yao Lingling and patiently explained some of the company's procedures to her: "You can directly ask the company's personnel to help you operate these genuine design software. If you want to buy them yourself first, you need to go through the reimbursement process later, and the payment will be made on the 25th of each month."

"Then I'd better buy it myself first. This way it will be faster and the reimbursement is not complicated anyway."

"Your department currently has no other leaders, so just General Manager Gao and the Finance Department will be enough for the review. It's very convenient."

Hearing this, Yao Lingling raised her head and asked curiously, "By the way, Qiuqiu, who are the main leaders of our company?"

"At present, there are mainly two people, President Tang and President Gao." Cheng Qiuqiu paused, "President Gao is the senior student who shared the apartment with me. She is also a shareholder and executive vice president of the company."

"Ah?! Oh my gosh!" Yao Lingling's eyes sparkled instantly. She gently put her arm around Qiuqiu's shoulders and said in a mysterious whisper, "Then we can do whatever we want in the company in the future? Haha!"

Cheng Qiuqiu frowned and looked at her seriously, "Lingling, we all got in through connections, so we should pay more attention to our image and not bring shame to President Tang and President Gao."

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm just kidding. Don't take it so seriously." Yao Lingling waved her hands quickly, blushing a little.

This was the first time she had encountered a girl with Qiuqiu's personality.

As the two chatted, Yao Lingling quickly activated her commonly used design software one by one and tidied her desktop.

Looking at the tidy office desk, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

He immediately took out his mobile phone, took many high-end photos and shared them in the group, which immediately aroused the envy and jealousy of Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin.

In terms of office environment and location alone, there is indeed a huge difference between Huachang Clothing's park and Yunxi Building.

And more importantly, here you can have the most direct contact with senior Tang Song.

Ever since that day I found out that Tang Song is also the chairman of Huachang Clothing.

Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin dreamed of following her to Songmei Clothing, but unfortunately the only opportunity was given to them by the senior.

Thinking of this, Yao Lingling bit her lips with joy.

Even though they are all schoolmates, there are still differences in closeness.

This preferential treatment from the man she secretly loves makes her feel satisfied and secretly happy.

Immediately, Yao Lingling perked up and quickly entered an efficient working state.

I started discussing the brand tone and design style of "He Yiyi" with Qiuqiu.

They are all designers.

Although one is visual design and the other is fashion design.

But the service groups are the same, and the design style also needs to have a unified aesthetic.

With excellent communication skills and having watched He Yiyi's live broadcast recordings and short videos in advance, Yao Lingling's ideas became clearer and clearer.

She quickly wrote down the key points while exchanging opinions with Cheng Qiuqiu.

The discussion between the two lasted for a while, and they seemed to cooperate very well with each other.

Despite their completely different personalities, they unexpectedly found common ground in their professional fields.

After a long while, Yao Lingling looked at the time and suggested, "It's almost noon. How about we go find Mr. Tang to have lunch together?"

Cheng Qiuqiu's rosy lips moved, but she finally shook her head and said, "I brought food, you guys just go and eat."

She didn't know what was wrong with her. Whenever she had free time, her mind seemed to be filled with him.

In the morning, I even bought Roujiamo and coffee on impulse, just to get him to talk to me a few more words.

This was something she had never experienced in the past 22 years, and it was strange and terrifying.

In order to avoid repeating this inappropriate behavior, she still wanted to restrain herself.

"Ah? You brought food? Okay, let's eat together tonight. I've troubled you for the whole morning, so I have to treat you."

"Ah."

"Then I'll go over first. I haven't seen what the president's office looks like yet, so I must go and take a look." Yao Lingling chuckled and left briskly.

Cheng Qiuqiu lowered his head and continued his design work.

But he just couldn't calm down, and his eyes were always looking towards the corridor.

After waiting for five or six minutes, two familiar figures walked out from the end of the corridor.

Tang Song and Yao Lingling walked side by side, chatting and laughing in an intimate and harmonious manner.

Cheng Qiuqiu felt more and more depressed. It was clearly her own choice, but she felt like she was abandoned.

She stared down at the screen, trying to focus, but her fingers were slow to hit the keyboard.

At this moment, Tang Song's voice came from beside him: "Qiuqiu."

Cheng Qiuqiu suddenly raised her head and looked at her.

"Let's go have dinner together." His voice was gentle and matter-of-fact.

Cheng Qiuqiu opened her mouth, trying to find a reason to refuse, but the words just wouldn't come out.

Her legs seemed to be out of control. She stood up and walked to his side with her head lowered.

……

It's around 1 p.m.

The three returned to Yunxi Building.

Yao Lingling walked in front, turning back from time to time to make a few witty remarks.

Cheng Qiuqiu followed silently behind, occasionally agreeing with something, but more often just listening quietly, or staring at Tang Song's back in a daze.

Come to the door.

Yao Lingling stopped, turned around and said with a playful smile, "Bye, Mr. Tang, we're going back to work. You should have a good rest. If you need someone to serve you tea or water, or massage your legs and feet, feel free to call me."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, "Okay, my legs are a little uncomfortable now, come in with me."

"Now, now, I'm really going to take it seriously and take advantage of Mr. Tang."

The two joked with each other and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.

Lingling grabbed Qiuqiu's arm, turned around and left with a laugh.

The two were about the same height, and one had a standard comic book figure, slender and tall with graceful curves.

The other is the "Innate Fitness Holy Body", a standard pear-shaped figure with a thin waist, thick legs and a big butt.

Put together, it's very pleasing to the eye.

Of course, what Tang Song is looking forward to more is that Lingling will use her powerful energy to infect Qiuqiu so that she can release the "darkness" as soon as possible.

In this way, the [Dream Flower Seeds] can bloom and bear fruit as soon as possible.

As soon as I returned to the president's office, my cell phone rang.

Tang Song took out his cell phone and looked at it, his brows slightly raised.

His female president, who was so busy that she almost lost contact with him, finally remembered to contact him.

Tang Song raised a meaningful smile, answered the phone, and said in a low voice: "Hello?"

"Hello, Xiao Song." A familiar voice came from the receiver, with intimacy and caution.

"Who are you?"

After a short silence, Xie Shuyu's voice sounded again, and he said apologetically: "I've been busy with the renovation and recruitment work of the Shenzhen branch recently. I'm really too busy. The message you sent last night... I just saw it."

"I know you are busy, Mr. Xie. I will try not to disturb you too much in the future."

Xie Shuyu's voice immediately became more anxious. "I had a meeting until late last night, and fell asleep as soon as I got back to the hotel. I will go back to Quancheng during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it may be at night, but I will stay there for a few days. Also, I want to see you."

"I'm very busy this holiday and may not be free. Let's talk about it later."

"Uh..." Xie Shuyu paused, with rare tenderness and pleading, "It's my fault, please forgive me?"

Hearing Xie Shuyu actually apologize and ask for forgiveness, Tang Song's heart softened instantly, "Okay, I'll forgive you this time. But..."

"But what?"

"Take a picture now and send it to me." Tang Song chuckled and his tone returned to being cheerful.

Xie Shuyu was stunned for a moment, then replied in a low voice: "Okay."

I hung up the phone and waited for a long time.

"Buzz buzz buzz--" the phone vibrated.

【Sister Shuyu: photo.jpg】

When I clicked on the photo, the elegant and dignified female president in professional attire appeared on the phone screen, but she looked a little haggard.

I chatted with Xie Shuyu for a few more minutes and asked about his health.

Tang Song leaned back in his chair, looked at the city view outside the window, and sighed helplessly.

The more he interacted with him, the more he understood Xie Shuyu's character.

She is indeed an extremely outstanding and focused person, but because of this, she is not suitable for traditional marriage life.

When she said "no marriage", it was definitely a conclusion made after careful consideration.

Once this female president gets down to work, she is like a precision-operated machine, completely forgetting the existence of time.

Of course, it is undeniable that her work ability is indeed terrifyingly strong.

In just over a month, the company's organizational structure was adjusted and 10 new stores of different types were added in Yancheng.

The flagship stores in Beijing, Shanghai and Shenzhen have completed site selection and entered the final stage of renovation.

It just happened to be the National Day holiday, so I took her out for a walk to relax her tense nerves.

By the way, try to break through the emotional bottleneck between the two.

……

5:30 p.m.

As the boss, Tang Song left work half an hour early and started his 8-day long vacation.

Walking briskly towards the parking lot, the black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove out of the underground garage of Yunxi Building and merged into the crowded traffic in the city.

Stop and go along the way.

After nearly half an hour, we finally arrived at the east gate of Oasis Jingyuan Community.

After getting out of the car, Tang Song took out the prepared gift from the trunk, walked a few steps along the sidewalk, and saw Wen Ruan standing on the side of the road waiting for him.

She was wearing a dark brown women's short windbreaker, a high-necked base shirt underneath, and a skirt of the same color on the lower body.

The whole outfit fits her tall and plump figure, showing off her perfect body curves to the fullest.

Broad shoulders, slim waist and plump buttocks, every part of her body exudes the charm of a mature woman, elegant and sexy.

The afterglow of the setting sun filled the street, casting a warm orange glow on her back.

Her long, slightly curly brown hair was draped over her shoulders, fluttering gently in the wind, making her look lazy and charming.

"Finally here." Wenruan raised a faint smile, with a hint of teasing in her tone, "During the ten minutes I waited for you, three handsome guys came to chat with me."

Tang Song walked closer to her and looked her up and down.

The elder sister wrapped in autumn clothes is still charming, but she is also more cool and casual than usual.

A bright smile appeared on his face. He put down the gift in his hand, suddenly walked forward and hugged her around the waist!

"Ouch!" Wen Ruan exclaimed, and the bag in her hand fell to the ground.

Then, the back and knees were firmly supported.

Her vision began to spin.

Tang Song carried her in a princess-like manner and slowly spun around outside the gate of the community.

"Hey! Put me down! It's dangerous!" Wen Ruan shouted in panic and instinctively grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

Tang Song ignored him and laughed happily and self-willedly: "No!"

"This is the main entrance, with lots of people coming and going, and there are many neighbors here!"

Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then let them see, you are mine anyway."

Wenruan patted his shoulder, but couldn't help laughing along, infected by the youthful vigor and vitality in him.

Their eyes met in the rotation. As dusk fell, the orange-red light shone through the buildings and trees, casting tiny and mottled shadows on the two of them.

The air is filled with the unique freshness of autumn, which is refreshing and invigorating.

As the evening breeze blew, the parasol leaves spun and danced and fell on the two of them, which was beautiful and romantic.

Passersby couldn't help but slow down their pace and looked at the scene with envy.

The old man who was familiar with Wen Ruan poked his head out of the security booth, holding up his thermos cup happily.

The rotation gradually stopped.

"Sister, are you wearing such beautiful clothes today specially to welcome me?"

"Hmph, you are so self-indulgent. I am beautiful every day." Wenruan glared at him with her charming eyes, "Let me go quickly. I am also a celebrity in Oasis Garden. Don't you have any dignity?"

She wasn't joking.

This place is not far from her hometown village, and many of her former neighbors and friends have bought houses here.

With her current status and beauty, she is still very well-known.

Tang Song lowered his head slightly and looked at his elder sister with a smile, "Are you so stubborn? Kiss me and I'll let you go."

"You little rascal!" She bit her moist lips, put her arms around his neck, raised her head and kissed him.

Soon, the lips were sucked.

Her soft and moist eyes gradually narrowed, enjoying his love and possession.

……

"Ding——" the elevator stopped on the 17th floor.

Wen Ruan opened the door and walked in with Tang Song.

Then, there was a burst of warm greetings from inside the house.

"Finally you're here, Tang Song, come in quickly, here are the slippers I bought for you."

"Xiao Tang is here! Come in and sit down!"

Tang Song smiled and bowed: "Uncle, aunt, good evening, sorry to bother you."

"Oh, what are you talking about? Coming here is like coming to your own home!" Qian Guixiang pulled Tang Song's arm, her eyes full of smiles.

Although it was not said explicitly, she naturally knew that Tang Song was basically their son-in-law now.

After some pleasantries.

Wen Ruan took Tang Song to wash his hands, then took off his coat and hung it in the closet in her bedroom.

Soon, the four of them sat down in the restaurant.

The table was filled with warm home-cooked meals made by my mother.

Steamed pork with pork belly, stir-fried green beans, braised pork, sweet and sour spareribs…

There are both meat and vegetarian dishes, both cold and hot dishes, and it is very rich.

The dinner table.

Wenruan behaved gracefully and generously. She carefully picked up dishes and handed soup to Tang Song. From time to time, she also introduced some information about Tang Song's work and hobbies to her parents. It was obvious that she had done her homework in advance.

Her every move reveals the temperament of a lady from a noble family.

With her lubrication, there was almost no sense of strangeness between the two parties, and the atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant.

Tang Song had a very good appetite and drank three large bowls of rice in one breath.

Qian Guixiang was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

Tang Song smiled and flattered, "Auntie's cooking is really delicious. I wish Ruanruan could be half as good as you."

"Haha, I will definitely urge Ruanruan to learn a few of your favorite dishes later. This child is just afraid that the fumes will harm his skin. In fact, he learns these very quickly."

Tang Song was about to say something else when his calf under the table was suddenly rubbed by soft toes.

He turned sideways and saw the elder sister waving at him.

Tang Song obediently moved his head closer.

Wenruan leaned close to his ear, her expression normal, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "But...sister's noodles...are delicious, right?"

Then, a soft hand touched his thigh and slid gently.

Tang Song's eyes twitched. He looked at the elder opposite him, and then at the older sister with a dignified smile on her face.

It makes me feel numb.

Is this a topic that can be discussed here?
Under the cover of the tablecloth, Tang Song directly stretched out his big hand.

Wenruan bit her lip and pretended nothing had happened and continued eating.

...

After dinner, the two went downstairs under the pretext of admiring the moon.

The two walked slowly along the stone road in the community.

The street lights cast a soft halo, reflecting on her soft and tall figure. Her windbreaker swayed gently with her steps, making her look both elegant and casual.

Along the way, they chatted about trivial matters.

After a while, Wenruan seemed a little angry because of Tang Song's little joke.

He went straight into the green area in the northeast corner of the community.

Due to the shade of trees, the surroundings were plunged into a hazy darkness.

When Tang Song caught up.

Wenruan suddenly unbuttoned her windbreaker and looked at him with a smile.

Her posture was lazy and charming, with her legs crossed and rubbing gently, as if she didn't care about Tang Song's gaze at all, yet there was a hint of deliberate teasing in her expression.

Very charming and seductive.

Feeling the warmth and fragrance coming from her body, Tang Song's heart beat faster and faster.

"Sister Wenruan, what are you doing?"

Wenruan approached him, tapped his chest with her fingers, and said with a bit of coquettishness in her tone: "Stop talking nonsense, why did you become a gentleman?"

Before she finished her words, she bit his neck provocatively with just the right amount of force.

Looking at the elder sister who was so close to him, Tang Song took a deep breath and hugged her.

But it is obvious that Wenruan is not as perverted as Xiaojing.

...

Just a few minutes later.

Wenruan bit his neck, buttoned up her windbreaker with a smile, and walked out of the "dark area" with light and graceful steps.

The "thump thump" sound of footsteps is particularly rhythmic in the quiet night, like dancing.

The evening breeze blows my hair.

The moonlight and the light sprinkled on her hair, creating a hazy luster.

Tang Song suddenly remembered a similar scene that night in Yan Jingtian City a few months ago.

At that time, she cried with tears streaming down her face: "How could you not know how to lie to me!"

The big sister now should feel happy, right?
After walking a few steps, he saw Tang Song standing there, staring at him blankly.

She laughed again, walked back and turned around, "Am I beautiful?"

"Yes, it's beautiful." Tang Song whispered, his voice low and gentle.

Wenruan instantly smiled with satisfaction and happiness, and winked at him in a charming manner.

The night outlined her figure.

Although she was thirty years old, she still had the starlight of a teenager in her eyes.

Tang Song reached out and gently pushed a strand of hair by her cheek behind her ear.

Then he hugged her tightly again, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Her soft eyes were startled for a moment, and her body gradually softened.

The autumn wind blows, and the leaves of the paulownia tree rustle.

The air was filled with the faint scent of osmanthus, intertwining with their rapid breathing.

……

After returning upstairs, Wen Ruan pulled Tang Song to sit on the sofa and continued chatting about family matters with her parents.

Qian Guixiang took out the treasured photo album at home, and each photo recorded every detail of Wenruan's growth.

The image of her running in the yard with twin ponytails when she was a child, her youthful face when she took photos with her classmates in her school uniform when she graduated from junior high school, and her confident demeanor when she stood on the stage in high school...

There was constant laughter and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.

It was not until almost 9:30 in the evening that Wen Ruan "kidnapped" Tang Song from the living room into her bedroom.

Let him accompany me to watch movies and play King of Glory.

It was until after 22pm.

The two went into the bathroom to wash up one after another.

When Tang Song finished washing up and returned to the bedroom, Wen Ruan was standing with her back to the door with her hair tied in a high ponytail.

As if she noticed the movement, Wenruan turned around and looked over here, and neatly fixed her hairstyle.

Under the warm light, the pure white base shirt was stretched out into a breathtaking outline, the hem just covering the edge of the shorts, and the two snow-white long legs had a pearly luster.

The exposed slender neck adds a touch of youthful vitality.

Noticing Tang Song's gaze, Wenruan walked up to him with an elegant step, a sly smile on her lips.

"How is it? Does it feel a bit like your white moonlight? E cup, high ponytail, do you like it?"

Wenruan lifted the hair beside her ear, deliberately made an innocent and ignorant expression, and looked at him timidly.

Tang Song rolled his throat and answered sincerely: "I like it."

The elder sister really knows how to play. You know, she is in a completely vacuum state inside now.

Who can stand this?
He really didn't want to do anything wrong at his father-in-law's house, for fear of causing some big noise.

But now it looks like the elder sister is going to mess around!

Tang Song took a deep breath, "Sister Wenruan, isn't it a bit inappropriate to be here?"

"Sister doesn't like men who drag their feet."

Wenruan pressed her legs together tightly and said something in her sticky and magnetic mature sister voice.

His tone was frivolous and he held his head high and chest puffed out.

Tang Song's brain gradually became blurred, leaving only a strong impulse.

"Ouch!" Wenruan cried out softly, and her body had lost control.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Who did you learn these bad habits from? Hey!"

...

The 1.5-meter wooden bed creaked under the weight.

Then, the two of them rolled on the carpet beside the bed.

The rustling of the phoenix tree leaves outside the window is full of autumn atmosphere.

The Mid-Autumn full moon hung in the night sky, and the moonlight fell on the floor through the gauze curtains, blending with the warm yellow light emitted by the bedside lamp.

Sometimes overlapping, sometimes separated.

(End of this chapter)