Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Lan Qingqing deliberately twirled in front of Tong Le, asking, "How do I look? Is it particularly forest girl style?"
Tong Le forced a smile. She couldn't see the forest girl vibe; instead, it seemed that the previous green tea flavor was even stronger now.
Lan Qingqing sat directly opposite Tong Le and said, "I've been preparing to practice singing lately, focusing on folk songs. Our department is having an Annual Meeting soon, and I plan to perform with my guitar."
Tong Le was puzzled. "You’re going to play guitar and sing folk songs? When did you get into this?"
Lan Qingqing shrugged. "Just trying something new!"
Then she remembered, "By the way, where did you go last night? I passed by your house and wanted to drop off some pickles, but Ke Wenjie said you weren't home and went out to hang out with Tian Ling?"
Tong Le knew that Lan Qingqing was just talking nonsense and trying to pry information from her. Last night, the private investigator had sent tracking information showing that Ke Wenjie had gone to Lan Qingqing's little apartment.
Tong Le casually fabricated a story. "Tian Ling hasn't been stable since she saw the psychologist last time, so I went to keep her company."
Lan Qingqing smiled knowingly at Tong Le and teased, "Lele, just tell me the truth. Did you secretly go out on a date with another man last night? I've known you for so many years; when did you start spending the night at Tian Ling's house so frequently? It's too unusual."
Lan Qingqing pretended to be a concerned sister, enticing Tong Le to reveal the truth. "Don't worry; I promise I'll keep it a secret! Plus, recently..."
She carefully examined Tong Le's exquisite makeup and beautiful long dress, pointing out, "You used to hardly wear makeup or dresses. Do you realize how eye-catching you are? Several colleagues have noticed you and said there's a stunning beauty in the corridor of the CEO's office! At first, I thought it was someone else, but it turned out to be you!"
While Lan Qingqing praised her outwardly, she felt jealousy inside. "Lele, you're absolutely stunning!"
Tong Le looked at Lan Qingqing's animated expression. If this were back in their school days, she would have believed that everything Lan Qingqing said was sincere—her compliments were uplifting, and those little promises were genuine.
But now, she understood Lan Qingqing's two-faced personality all too well. The more fervently Lan Qingqing praised her, the more it revealed her inner resentment and jealousy.
Tong Le refused to fall into Lan Qingqing's trap. She explained, "Stop being so imaginative. I'm pregnant; why would I go on dates with other men? Who could compare to my Ke Wenjie? I'm already head over heels for him; I don't have time to notice other men."
Tong Le mimicked Lan Qingqing's exaggerated style, pretending to be intense yet insincere. "This outfit looks good, right? I've recently come to terms with things. My parents passed away one after another; it's time for me to live for myself. If Ke Wenjie's career continues to flourish, of course I'll feel a sense of crisis! So I need to dress up nicely and take care of myself to keep his heart!"
Lan Qingqing felt disappointed; she wasn't getting the answers she wanted and was bound to feel let down. Moreover, from Tong Le's words, she sensed an increasing sense of crisis—Ke Wenjie's career was thriving while Tong Le began taking their marriage seriously. This only intensified Lan Qingqing's competitive pressure!
She envied Tong Le's face—so beautiful that with just a bit of makeup, she looked like a star from TV shows. Meanwhile, Lan Qingqing had to invest considerable effort and money into medical aesthetics just to maintain her image as a small beauty.
She could only choose specific angles for selfies while Tong Le could take casual shots from any angle and still look great.
In her frustration, she wished she could use a blade to mar Tong Le’s face so that she would become hideously ugly!
At that moment, Tong Le’s phone rang. She glanced at the screen and gestured to Lan Qingqing. "Sister Wen is here; I'm going downstairs to meet her. You should hurry back to your place before the boss notices."
Lan Qingqing was curious, "Dao Wen? What is your good friend doing at Zong Group?"
Tong Le deflected, "Just chatting. You should get back to your work."
Comment 0 Comment Count