"Stop it," Ge'er hit him. "Give me a break with all this talk about rivals. I've 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? He's nothing like that. I'm a fitness coach. From now on, you're not allowed to casually accept things from others. Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you. Throw it away, throw it away."
They laughed and chatted for a while before heading out together.
Shang Jincheng tried to put his arm around Ge'er's shoulders, but she shook him off.
"Don't push it. You said you wanted to pursue me from the beginning. How can you try to put your arm around someone you've just met?"
"Alright, alright, I won't. We'll start from the beginning. Today, we'll start with a conversation. Miss Zhan, I'm about to launch a barrage of sweet talk at you. Remember to reply to my messages."
Ge'er thought to herself, *It's not the first time I've received a message from you. What's there to be excited about?*
He drove her car to her company, connected his phone via Bluetooth, and played the familiar songs from before.
But for some reason, she felt the sky was exceptionally blue today, and the air was exceptionally sweet.
Even though they weren't holding hands, and she was constantly bickering with Shang Jincheng, she felt a sense of peace and contentment.
When they arrived at the company's underground parking lot, Shang Jincheng said, "Tell me the password to your place, and I'll go pick up your packages for you."
Ge'er asked if he wasn't going to the company.
"It's okay to be a little late. I can't let you go through any trouble. I'll send you a message to report on my progress when I'm done."
Ge'er gave him the password and got out of the car.
Shang Jincheng followed her out.
As they were about to part ways, she felt an inexplicable sense of reluctance.
Seeing him smiling with bright, adoring eyes, Ge'er felt a little shy.
"I'm going now."
"Okay."
"Drive carefully on your way back... and don't scratch my car."
"Pfft... okay."
With that, she turned and walked towards the elevator, but Shang Jincheng followed her at a not-too-close distance.
Ge'er felt her heart melting. "Why aren't you leaving? What are you following me for?"
Shang Jincheng was in a similar state.
"I can't bear to leave you. I like you more and more. My wife is so beautiful."
Her heart felt sweet, and she almost couldn't control her expression.
Ge'er playfully chided him, "Shut up, you're being glib again."
Shang Jincheng sighed. "I'm serious. I don't want to leave you. I wish I could go to the company with you."
"..."
Ge'er paused. "I'll reply to your messages. That's enough, hurry up and go to work."
They walked to the elevator in a lingering embrace, and even as the elevator doors were closing, Shang Jincheng was still looking at her with reluctance.
Once the elevator doors closed completely, leaving her alone, Ge'er finally couldn't help but smile.
She was so happy. So this was what it felt like to be in love.
Damn Shang Jincheng, why didn't he pursue her sooner?!
When people are happy, their steps become lighter and more buoyant. As she walked to the company, everyone who greeted her noticed that she was in an exceptionally good mood today.
"What's going on? You seem so happy today."
Ge'er tried to deny it. "Do I?"
"Very much so. Look at you, you're beaming. Are you in love?"
"No."
She secretly thought to herself, *I've already skipped all the steps and gotten married!*
Upon entering her private office, her assistant came to report on work, and she finally managed to put Shang Jincheng out of her mind.
After reviewing a contract, her phone vibrated.
She picked it up and saw an image sent by Shang Jincheng.
Not only had he brought her things back, but he had also unpacked all the packages.
"Everything's unpacked. Just waiting for Princess to arrange them according to her mood when she gets home. Are you satisfied?"
Ge'er was extremely satisfied, but she still wanted to play hard to get, so she waited a while before replying.
"It's passable. Alright, you can go back to work now."
"Yes, Your Highness Princess. Do you have any other instructions?"
"No."
After sending those three words, she felt she had been too accommodating.
Had she been won over by such a small gesture?
After thinking about it, she replied, "You decide."
*I'll decide.*
Shang Jincheng returned home, washed up, tidied himself, and went out again.
After Ge'er told him to decide for himself, Shang Jincheng stopped replying.
She busied herself for a while longer, and when she checked her phone again, he still hadn't replied. She was getting a little angry.
This scoundrel, he had said all the right things, pursuing her, sending messages, but after doing such a small thing, he went silent?
As expected, men are unreliable!
Zhan Jingge, you're too pathetic. It's not worth it to be moved by someone like him.
She was seething silently, contemplating ending the trial period early, when she heard her assistant knocking on the door.
"Director. The CEO has an urgent matter and needs you to go to his office."
Ge'er was annoyed and didn't want to go.
She was about to ask Jiang Jingyu what was going on via phone when she noticed a strange smile on the assistant's face.
"What is it? Is there something wrong with me? What are you smiling about?"
"No, no, Director, you look particularly beautiful today."
"Then why are you smiling?"
The assistant leaned in conspiratorially. "Director, to be honest, the CEO is outside our office right now."
"Didn't he ask me to go to his office? What is he doing outside?"
"You'll know when you go and see."
Ge'er slid her chair away, her face filled with confusion.
As she opened the office door, her face immediately flushed red.
Shang Jincheng, impeccably dressed in a suit with his hair slicked back, looking like a business elite, stood with an air of dashing charm at her office door, just like his friend Jiang Jingyu.
"You... what is the meaning of this?"
Shang Jincheng's gaze was unwavering and suggestive, making Jiang Jingyu's scalp tingle. He coughed, and the assistant, sensing the situation, discreetly withdrew.
He spoke to Ge'er.
"Someone is abusing his power, using the excuse of discussing cooperation to insist on seeing you. I don't have time to indulge his whims, so you'll have to handle your own affairs. I'm leaving. Don't cause too much trouble."
With that, he childishly nudged Shang Jincheng with his elbow.
Ge'er felt as if her secret had been exposed, and she 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 coupled with his attire, it was enough to make anyone fall for him.
"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 mess around. I'm just here to see you. I do have something to discuss shortly, and I'll be leaving right after."
Ge'er felt a pang of concern. "You're really not bothered by coming all this way."
"It's no trouble at all. 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 a table was already booked and he had come to invite her personally, Ge'er had no choice but to agree.
"Considering you've come all this way, I'll reluctantly agree."
"Thank you."
Shang Jincheng suddenly leaned closer, 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 create a custom piece for you."
"I'm sorry to inconvenience you for now. I'm leaving, my wife."