"Stop it," Ge'er hit him. "Enough with this 'love rival' talk. I already told him I'm married. He's a food blogger with over 4 million followers, and his cooking is delicious. Are you sure you don't want to try it?"
"A food blogger? Me? I'm a fitness coach. From now on, you're not allowed to casually accept food from others. Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you. Throw it away, throw it away."
They laughed heartily for a moment and then went out together.
Shang Jincheng tried to put his arm around Ge'er's shoulder, but she shook him off.
"Don't push it. You said you wanted to pursue me from scratch. How can you put your arm around someone the moment you meet them?"
"Alright, alright, I won't put my arm around you then. We'll start from the beginning. Today, let's start with conversation. Miss Zhan, I'm about to launch a sweet talk offensive, so remember to reply to my messages."
Ge'er thought to herself, 'It's not like this is the first time I've received a message from you. What could possibly excite me?'
He drove Ge'er's car to her company, connected his phone via Bluetooth, and played the familiar songs they always listened to.
Yet, for some reason, the sky seemed exceptionally blue today, and the air unusually sweet.
Even though they weren't holding hands, and she was still teasing Shang Jincheng, she felt a sense of ease and contentment.
When they reached the company's underground parking lot, Shang Jincheng said, "Tell me the password to your place, and I'll go pick up your packages."
Ge'er asked if he wasn't going to his company.
"It's okay to be a little late. I can't let you be bothered. I'll send you a message to report when I'm done."
Ge'er told him the password and pushed the door open to get out.
Shang Jincheng also got out.
As they were about to part, she felt an inexplicable reluctance.
Seeing his smiling eyes earnestly looking at her, Ge'er felt a bit shy.
"I'm going then."
"Okay."
"Drive carefully on your way back... and don't scratch my car."
"Pfft... okay."
After saying that, she turned towards the elevator, but Shang Jincheng followed her, keeping a comfortable distance.
Ge'er felt her heart melting. "Why aren't you leaving? What are you following me for?"
Shang Jincheng felt much the same way.
"I don't want to leave. The more I look at you, the more I like you. My wife is so beautiful."
Her heart felt so sweet that she almost couldn't control her expression.
Ge'er playfully chided him, "Shut up, you're being cheesy again."
Shang Jincheng sighed. "It's true. I don't want to leave you. I really want to go to the company with you."
"..."
Ge'er paused for a moment. "I'll reply to your messages. Alright, hurry to work now."
They walked to the elevator in a lingering embrace, and as the elevator doors were about to close, Shang Jincheng was still gazing at her with reluctance.
Once the elevator doors closed completely, leaving her alone, Ge'er finally couldn't help but laugh.
She was so happy. So, this was what dating felt like.
That darn Shang Jincheng, why hadn't he pursued her sooner?!
When people are happy, their steps become light and buoyant. As she walked to the company, everyone who greeted her noticed that she was in particularly good spirits today.
"What's going on? You seem so happy today!"
Ge'er tried to deny it. "Do I?"
"You really do. Look at you, with that rosy, beaming smile. Are you in love?"
"No."
She secretly thought, 'I've gone straight to the ultimate stage, marriage!'
Entering her private office, her assistant came to report on her work, and she finally put Shang Jincheng out of her mind.
After reviewing a contract, her phone vibrated.
She picked it up and saw it was a picture sent by Shang Jincheng.
Not only had he brought her things back, but he had also unpacked all the packages.
"Everything is unpacked. I've left it for Princess Charming to arrange as she pleases when she returns tonight. Are you satisfied?"
Ge'er was extremely satisfied, but she still wanted to play a little hard to get, so she waited a while before replying.
"It's acceptable. Alright, you can go back to your work now."
"Understood, Princess Charming. Do you have any other instructions?"
"No."
After sending those three words, she felt she was being too accommodating.
Had he managed to win her over with such a small gesture?
Thinking about it, she replied, "You decide."
'You decide, then,' he thought.
Shang Jincheng returned home, washed up, got ready, and went out again.
After Ge'er told him to "decide," Shang Jincheng stopped replying.
She busied herself for a while longer, and when she looked at her phone again, he still hadn't replied, which made her a little angry.
This scoundrel, he talked so nicely about pursuing her and sending messages, but after doing such a small thing, he went silent?
As expected, men are unreliable!
Zhan Jingge, you're too pathetic, to be moved by someone like him. It's not worth it.
She was secretly fuming, thinking about cutting short the probation period, when there was a knock on her door from her assistant.
"Director. The President has an urgent matter and needs you to come to his office."
Ge'er was agitated and didn't want to go.
She was about to ask Jiang Jingyu what it was via text, but she noticed a strange smile on her assistant's face.
"What is it? Is there something wrong with me? What are you smiling about?"
"No, no, Director, you look very beautiful today."
"Then why are you smiling?"
The assistant leaned in conspiratorially. "Director, to be honest, the President is currently outside our office."
"Didn't he ask me to go to his office? What's he doing outside?"
"You'll know when you go and see."
Ge'er slid her chair back with a look of confusion.
As the office door opened, her face instantly turned red.
Shang Jincheng, dressed in a sharp suit and with his hair slicked back in a shiny pompadour, looking like a business elite, stood at her office door, as dashing as his friend Jiang Jingyu.
"You... what is this supposed to mean?"
Shang Jincheng's ambiguous gaze never left her, making Jiang Jingyu's scalp tingle. He coughed, and the assistant, being perceptive, retreated.
He then said to Ge'er,
"Someone is abusing his authority, using the guise of discussing cooperation to insist on seeing you. I don't have time to humor him, so you can handle your own affairs. I'm leaving. Don't make too much of a scene."
After saying this, he playfully nudged Shang Jincheng with his elbow.
Ge'er felt as if her secret had been exposed and became even more flustered, chiding Shang Jincheng.
"Are you crazy? Why aren't you at work? What are you doing here?"
Shang Jincheng looked at her with burning eyes, and dressed like this, he was simply irresistible.
"Didn't you tell me to decide for myself? I miss you, I want to see you, and I don't want to be apart from you for a single moment, so I came."
"You..."
"Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble. I just came to see you. I actually have business to discuss soon and will be leaving right away."
Ge'er felt a pang of sympathy. "Running back and forth like this, you really don't mind the trouble."
"It's not trouble. My dear Miss Zhan, I'll try my best to resolve things before lunch. I've already booked a table, shall we have lunch together?"
Since the table was already booked and he had personally come to invite her, Ge'er had no choice but to agree.
"Considering you traveled all this way, I'll reluctantly agree."
"Thank you."
Shang Jincheng suddenly leaned in, took her small hand, and placed a box in it.
"Wear this for now. Once I'm done with my current tasks, I'll find a designer to make you a custom one."
"I'll have to trouble you for now. I'm leaving now, wife."