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At seven in the evening, Tongshan Real Estate Company was ablaze with lights. The entire office floor was bustling, with all employees working overtime, none having left yet.
The staff had been submitting their project proposals one after another, and gradually, they began to clock out for the day. Tong Le and Jiang Zhichao were preparing their project documents. Jiang Zhichao stretched lazily and yawned, "I think this version is perfect."
Tong Le shook her head. "Not perfect enough, but it should suffice for tonight's work. From what I know of Ke Wenjie, he won't choose our project proposal again this time. So, I plan to highlight our proposal's strengths in a few days."
Jiang Zhichao chuckled, "You’re holding back a bit, huh? But honestly, you don’t seem like someone who’s been cooped up at home for too long."
Tong Le didn’t explain. Ever since she discovered Ke Wenjie’s infidelity, she had silently resolved to cultivate her ability to live independently at any moment. If it hadn’t been for stabilizing her sick parents and her mistaken belief that Ke Wenjie was her savior, she wouldn’t have endured so much.
After submitting the proposal in the office, Tong Le noticed Ke Wenjie furrowing his brows as he carefully reviewed other people's project contents.
"Want to go home together?" she asked.
Ke Wenjie looked up briefly. "You go ahead; I might have to work late. You and Mom can have dinner together."
Tong Le acknowledged him and left the office. She knew very well that she wouldn’t go home alone; if she did, Zhang Huizhi would definitely drag her into dinner under the pretext that Ke Wenjie was still working late—why should she eat first?
So, she planned to grab a bite outside before heading back!
As Tong Le stepped out of the office building alone, the night air was refreshing despite the darkness. After a stuffy day in the office, it felt good to be outside.
Just as she was about to head towards the roadside, her gaze was caught by a black Rolls Royce that looked increasingly familiar. The handsome face of Zong Zeyu flashed in her mind.
Moments later, Zong Zeyu got out of the car and walked up to her.
Feeling a bit guilty, Tong Le glanced around nervously. She hunched over slightly, using her bag to shield her face while peeking around to ensure no one was watching. Finally, she glared at Zong Zeyu and hissed, "What are you doing here? You’ll be seen!"
Zong Zeyu found her reaction amusing. "What are you so nervous about? What kind of terrible relationship do we have? It’s not like we’re having an affair."
The casual mention of an affair made Tong Le feel awkward; she realized her reaction was overly intense. She wasn’t sure why she felt guilty—perhaps because they had kissed before or maybe because she had something to hide.
Suddenly straightening her back, she said defiantly, "Spit it out! What do you want?"
Though she appeared relaxed on the surface, she continued scanning her surroundings like a little radar, wishing for eyes in the back of her head.
Zong Zeyu gestured for her to get in the car. "Get in; I’m taking you out for dinner. My brother is also coming along. Didn’t you promise him you’d help him find a fake girlfriend?"
Tong Le recalled this and replied, "Oh right! Let’s go then."
She got into the car where Zong Jin and Wu Youyou were already seated inside the business vehicle.
Wu Youyou sat in the last row, completely focused on her game. She casually glanced at Tong Le as she muttered, "Hello, I've heard so much about you. Zong Zeyu brought us here an hour ago to wait for you and insisted we all have dinner together."
Zong Jin cleared his throat and reminded her, "Wu Youyou, please don't speak out of turn."
Wu Youyou smiled mischievously, "Sorry!"
Tong Le hurriedly apologized for taking up everyone's time, unaware that Zong Zeyu had planned to invite her to dinner and had silently waited for Si Lou Xia.
Zong Zeyu introduced her, "This is Wu Youyou. She's been a little bloodsucker on my brother since childhood—wherever my brother goes, she goes. Wu Youyou is my sister-in-law's younger sister, but my sister-in-law has been gone for seven years now."
Tong Le nodded in understanding but didn't dare to say anything further, as it was a personal matter.
Wu Youyou actually liked the nickname Zong Zeyu gave her. "Bloodsucker sounds great! I love it! I want to suck my brother-in-law dry for a lifetime!"
Upon arriving at the restaurant, the four of them entered a private room.
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