Lan Qingqing arrived at the office lobby but did not see Tong Le. Instead, she found Jiang Zhichao in the tea room, indulging in the company’s free pastries and milk tea.
Lan Qingqing approached him and asked how Tong Le and Wu Youyou knew each other, noting how familiar they seemed. Jiang Zhichao gave her a once-over, clearly annoyed by her question. He hated pretentious people pretending to be high and mighty, especially those who acted like mistresses. Rolling his eyes, he replied, "How would I know? Aren't you Tong Le's best friend? Why don't you ask her?"
Lan Qingqing frowned at him. "If you don’t know, just say so. Why are you rolling your eyes at me? Did I offend you?"
Jiang Zhichao rolled his eyes again, his mouth full of cake. "I didn’t! Stop making baseless accusations!"
Lan Qingqing thought Jiang Zhichao was ridiculous. After all, there weren't many normal people around Tong Le. Tong Le was strange, Wu Youyou was strange, Jiang Zhichao was strange, and that Tian Ling was even stranger! Remembering what had happened at Tian Ling's house yesterday, she still believed that Tong Le must be hiding a man there! If it hadn’t been for Wu Youyou suddenly needing to go to the company, she would have stubbornly waited in the corridor of Tian Ling's house until she figured out who those two mysterious men were.
Lan Qingqing sent a message to Tong Le, asking where she was and why she seemed so close with Wu Youyou.
Tong Le simply replied that they were old friends and were just taking a walk around the company.
With no further information to pry out of her, Lan Qingqing lost interest.
Next, she sought out the human resources manager at the company, intending to gather some information about Zong Jin's ex-wife. She had heard that Zong Jin's ex-wife had been employed at the company while she was still alive. If she wanted to imitate Zong Jin's ex-wife, she needed to understand all the details about her.
Meanwhile, in Zong Jin's office, he finished up his work and instinctively opened his WeChat chat with Dao Wen. He noticed that Dao Wen hadn’t replied to his last message.
Holding his phone tightly, Zong Jin thought for a moment before sending another message: "Is Zhou available? Can we meet up at your bar with Zeyu?"
He stared at the screen but still received no reply from Dao Wen.
That morning, Ke Wenjie left home with Tong Le. Ke Wenjie planned to meet with a real estate agent to look at houses while Tong Le made up an excuse to say she needed to go out with Dao Wen for business.
They each drove their own cars; on the way to the real estate agency, Ke Wenjie picked up Lan Qingqing, who had dressed up carefully for the occasion. Sitting in the passenger seat, Lan Qingqing kept checking her makeup in a small mirror. She turned her head slightly and shyly asked, "Brother, why didn’t you bring Tong Le along to see the new house? You suddenly decided to take me instead; I didn’t even have time to prepare properly."
Ke Wenjie hesitated but decided not to tell her the truth. He couldn’t say it was because Tong Le had canceled on him last minute to attend to something with Dao Wen. Feeling bored alone, he had invited Lan Qingqing instead.
He replied casually, "After all, we’ll be living together eventually; it’s only right that I let you choose."
Ke Wenjie mentioned Tong Le lightly as if it were just playful banter meant to amuse Lan Qingqing. If he hadn’t been in a good mood today, he wouldn’t have bothered with sweet talk at all.
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