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Tong Le received a call from Dao Wen. Today, Dao Wen was dressed in a sharp women's suit; the black outfit exuded authority and made her look quite impressive.
When Dao Wen saw Tong Le for the first time, her eyes sparkled with unexpected delight and a warm smile. "You finally decided to dress up for yourself," she remarked. "Now you look like you're truly living. That dress isn't something you picked out yourself, is it? It doesn't seem like your usual style."
Tong Le had no intention of explaining that the fitted white gown she wore was chosen for her by Zong Zeyu. Every piece in Xin Yu's wardrobe, from dresses to suits, was curated according to Zong Zeyu's aesthetic.
Feeling a bit ashamed, Tong Le reflected on her past self—someone who prioritized practicality and comfort over style. Ke Wenjie had always nagged her about not bothering to dress up, insisting that it was all frivolous nonsense. She had only bought clothes based on cost-effectiveness, often opting for second-hand items that were cheap and durable.
As Tong Le led Dao Wen into the Zong Group building, they took the elevator together. Dao Wen continued her probing, "Hey, what suddenly sparked your interest in looking good? After all these years of friendship and my attempts to influence you, I thought nothing would work."
Dao Wen instinctively assessed, "Are you in love?"
Tong Le widened her eyes in surprise, momentarily speechless. While she could lie, she wasn't adept at doing so in front of those close to her.
Dao Wen chuckled knowingly. "Alright then, I won't pry."
Tong Le guided Dao Wen to Zong Jin's office, where he was currently present. Dao Wen knocked on the door and entered, closing it behind her so that only she and Zong Jin remained inside.
Zong Jin looked slightly surprised to see Dao Wen arrive. He instinctively stood up and was about to speak when Dao Wen cut him off. "I've heard about it all—Zong Boss managing both soft and hard tactics to settle the debt with Sun Hu. Thank you, Zong Boss; I owe you a big favor."
Zong Jin retrieved a signed and stamped promissory note along with a receipt from his drawer. "The ten thousand has already been returned to Sun Hu," he stated. "Your matter with him is now resolved."
Immediately, Dao Wen pulled out a bank card from her handbag and slid it across Zong Jin's desk. "This card has ten thousand on it. I know I owe you more than just this amount, but this is what I've managed to scrape together for now. I'll return this money first; as for the favor I owe you, we have plenty of time for me to repay that."
Zong Jin looked down at the bank card on the desk, feeling an indescribable mix of emotions. It felt as if a door he had just opened an hour ago was now being closed by Dao Wen herself—with not just a simple closure but also locked with a password.
He thought that Dao Wen was the most unique person he had ever met; the interval between borrowing and repaying money was less than an hour. What seemed like a mutual cancellation of ten thousand in debt also erased his sense of achievement and satisfaction.
He felt that Dao Wen was an unyielding wall; he hadn't intended to confront her directly, but at this moment, he wanted to.
Zong Jin smiled slightly and spoke up, "Miss Dao Wen seems quite determined not to owe me anything. Since you've already returned the ten thousand, there's no need to rush."
He paused before continuing, "Besides, I will still need your assistance in the future. The last time you met me as Tong Le's girlfriend has been on my mind lately."
Dao Wen replied nonchalantly, "It's only right to repay debts when they are owed—one thing at a time. If Zong Boss needs my help at any time, I'm here for you; pretending to be your girlfriend is something I can easily manage."
Zong Jin struggled with words; Dao Wen's logic left him somewhat speechless.
In the silence that followed, Dao Wen said, "I won't disturb you further with your important business then; let's keep in touch by phone."
As she turned to leave, Zong Jin hurriedly called out, "Miss Dao Wen is still single at the moment, right?"
Turning around, her eyes sparkling, she said, "Is there anything you’re confused about, Boss Zong?"
Zong Jin's expression relaxed a bit as he walked around the table. "It's nothing. I'll see you off."
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