After Qin Jin left, Du Mei couldn't help but ask, "Yao Yao, are you close with Qin Jin?"
I shook my head, "Not really, why?"
Du Mei blinked, "But I saw you two chatting happily just now."
I was speechless, "Did we?"
Du Mei nodded, "Yes, and when you were talking to Qin Jin, your face was all red. You looked quite shy."
I widened my eyes, "I wasn't!"
Du Mei chuckled softly, "Yao Yao, I actually think Qin Jin is pretty nice. Have you considered him?"
I quickly shook my head, "Forget it, we're just not from the same world."
Du Mei smiled, "True. I heard that Qin Jin is a rich second generation; his family is super wealthy."
I was surprised, "Really?"
Du Mei nodded, "That's what I heard too."
I sighed, "Let's not talk about this anymore."
Du Mei thought for a moment, "Right, what's most important for you now is to work hard and aim for a promotion and raise."
I nodded, "Exactly."
Du Mei suddenly remembered something: "Yao Yao, do you remember you mentioned that Zhang Qiang would introduce his buddy to you?"
I paused for a moment, "Yeah, why?"
Du Mei blinked, "Do you think he might be talking about Qin Jin?"
I was shocked, "No way!"
Du Mei laughed lightly, "I actually think it's possible."
I helplessly sighed, "Well, it doesn't matter; I'm not going to end up with Qin Jin anyway."
Du Mei patted my shoulder, "Alright, stop thinking about it for now. Let's eat."
I nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.
...
When I got home that evening, I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Images of Zhang Qiang dining with that Intern kept flashing through my mind.
I really wanted to know what Zhang Qiang was thinking.
Did he really like that Intern?
If he truly liked that Intern, then why was he with Du Mei?
Did he really want to have his cake and eat it too?
The thought of this possibility made my anger rise rapidly.
I couldn't help but sit up in bed and picked up my phone to send a WeChat message to Zhang Qiang.
"Zhang Qiang, what’s going on with you?"
After a while, Zhang Qiang replied with a voice message.
I opened it to hear his lazy voice.
"What’s up?"
I gritted my teeth in anger: "Do you know that Du Mei saw you having dinner with that Intern today?"
Zhang Qiang was silent for a moment: "I know."
I was shocked: "You know? Then why are you still doing this?"
Zhang Qiang replied nonchalantly: "We just had dinner together; what could happen?"
I trembled with anger: "Zhang Qiang, you are really crossing the line!"
Zhang Qiang's tone became somewhat impatient: "Where am I crossing the line? I just had dinner with a colleague; what's the problem?"
I gritted my teeth: "If you really think there's no problem, then why are you hiding it from Du Mei?"
Zhang Qiang replied calmly: "I just don't want her to misunderstand."
I scoffed in anger: "You already had dinner with her; what misunderstanding are you talking about?"
Zhang Qiang fell silent again.
I couldn't help but shout, "Zhang Qiang, I never expected you to be this kind of person!"
Zhang Qiang seemed to be angered by my words, "Li Xinyao, what gives you the right to say that about me?"
I coldly replied, "Just because I am a friend of Du Mei."
Zhang Qiang appeared stunned.
After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "Li Xinyao, do you know that I really dislike you?"
I was taken aback for a moment, feeling a sudden pang in my heart.
I forced myself to suppress the discomfort and coldly said, "So what? I don't care."
Zhang Qiang replied indifferently, "Of course you can not care; after all, you won't lose anything."
I gritted my teeth in anger, "Zhang Qiang, what do you mean by that?"
Zhang Qiang said flatly, "It means nothing. I just hope you stop interfering in my affairs."
I trembled with rage, "I couldn't care less about your affairs!"
Zhang Qiang seemed unwilling to continue the conversation, "I'm hanging up."
With that, he ended the call.
Fuming, I threw my phone aside and lay back down on the bed.
I closed my eyes, but tears kept streaming down my face.
I truly felt it was unfair for Du Mei.
She loved Zhang Qiang so much, yet he treated her this way.
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