Chapter 71 Her, Her, Boyfriend

The door closed, and Tang Yi walked to the sofa and sat down. Zhang Minglang followed closely behind and sat down opposite her.

Tang Yi showed no intention of speaking. Zhang Minglang, who had clearly felt he was in the right, suddenly felt guilty for some reason when she remained silent.

Zhang Minglang lowered his eyelashes, and the words he was about to say suddenly took a turn: "I love you, Tang Yi."

Tang Yi frowned: "Huh?"

Seeing her puzzled expression, he stammered for a while before finally saying, "But, shouldn't you at least have discussed this news about our breakup with me first?"

Tang Yi was even more confused: "What breakup?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Minglang instantly beamed and sprang up to sit down next to her. The soft sofa sank in, and Tang Yi had to reach out and grab the armrest to steady herself.

Zhang Minglang looked up and sighed deeply, his arm beginning to stealthily move towards Tang Yi's lower back, but Tang Yi slapped it away. She glared at him: "Haven't you learned your lesson from what Fang Zhen saw that day?"

He withdrew his hand in annoyance.

Tang Yi said, "What did you just say about breaking up? Explain yourself clearly."

So Zhang Minglang recounted everything that Chairman Zhang had said to him from beginning to end, but omitted the part about Chairman Zhang asking him to go on a blind date.

He gave her a smug look: "I knew you wouldn't do something like that. How could you bear to break up with me? You wouldn't even do it if it was just a rumor, hmph."

Tang Yi narrowed her eyes: "Is there something else you haven't finished telling me?"

Zhang Minglang blinked but didn't say anything.

Tang Yi crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked straight ahead: "I'll cancel the afternoon meeting for you."

Zhang Minglang propped himself up: "Why?"

Tang Yi glanced at him almost imperceptibly: "Weren't you supposed to be on a blind date? The company secretary called me."

Zhang Minglang cried out that he was innocent, saying that he had no ulterior motives and would never go. He explained that he had kept this a secret because he was afraid that Tang Yi would be jealous and unhappy.

Tang Yi scoffed at this, "Why would I be unhappy? It's just a meeting and a chat."

Zhang Minglang's expression changed: "How can you be so nonchalant? Your boyfriend is about to be set up on blind dates, can't you feel a little more threatened, Tang Xiaoyi?"

Tang Yi didn't say anything, but handed him the documents in her hand.

"What time is it to hand over documents?" Zhang Minglang was about to throw them away when he heard Tang Yi say, "Don't throw them away, read them carefully."

He quickly withdrew his hand, frowned, and flipped through the documents with a rustling sound.

A few minutes later, he looked up: "The Li Group?"

“You probably have no choice but to go to this coffee shop,” Tang Yi turned to look at him. “They’re using the project as leverage to get the Li family’s daughter to meet you, how can you not go?”

Zhang Minglang shook his head slowly with his mouth agape, and sighed, "Tang Yi, you sold your boyfriend for this project?"

"How can you start selling it? It's just a favor, like a cup of coffee. Isn't this also for the company's performance?"

She said lightly, "Besides, don't forget what you said to Chairman Zhang back then, 'Let's prove our relationship is healthy with the next quarter's performance.' Now that the performance is right in front of you, you can stop being picky."

Zhang Minglang chuckled and was about to say something when Tang Yi stood up, said "Think it over carefully," and walked out the door.

Zhang Minglang looked down and flipped through the documents a few times. He looked at the black lead letters "Li's Group" and then at Tang Yi's disappearing figure outside the door. He felt that everything had become so absurd. He casually threw the folder onto the coffee table, making a loud noise.

Whoever wants to go can go. If the old man wants to go, he can go by himself. Anyway, Zhang Minglang only has two words: he's not going!

Four o'clock in the afternoon, at the coffee shop downstairs in Junmao Group.

Li Linna gently twirled the menu with her rhinestone-studded nail polish, looked up at him, and asked in a soft voice, "Minglang, what would you like to drink?"

Zhang Minglang crossed his arms and looked out the window: "Plain water."

The café played soothing instrumental music, and the walls were all glass. His expressionless face was reflected in the glass.

For the sake of all performance, everything for the sake of performance, and performance for everything.

He endured it as Tang Yi watched him leave with appreciative eyes.

He tolerated the Li family's eldest daughter, who was so overpoweringly fragrant that it was almost suffocating, who had pulled out a bottle of disinfectant from her bag and sprayed it on the table before sitting down and had her bodyguard wipe it clean, and who was sticking out her little finger with manicured nails full of diamonds and delicate chains.

The only consolation was that, after he had glanced at the bodyguard standing beside her countless times, Li Linna finally had some sense. She covered her mouth and chuckled, "Brother Minglang, I'm sorry, please understand, Brother Wang was with me the whole time I went out~"

Zhang Minglang sneered: "Can you stop calling me that? Are we that close?"

Li Linna's laughter became even sharper: "Don't joke around, brother. We're obviously very close. When we were kids, you played at your house and I played at mine."

Zhang Minglang felt that many eyes were already being cast toward their table, so he quickly stopped her: "Okay, okay, you can shout whatever you want, but please stop laughing. It would be best if you could ask your brother Wang to leave for a bit. Standing here makes me look like some kind of dangerous element in society."

Li Linna mercifully waved her hand, dismissing Brother Wang.

She leaned forward, making the perfume even more pungent. Zhang Minglang silently leaned back, holding his breath.

Li Linna said, "Minglang, I asked my dad to call you out today. I only have one request."

She tilted her head and blinked: "Be my boyfriend, and I'll immediately get my dad to give you the project. Your company won't have to worry about its performance this quarter!"

Zhang Minglang closed his eyes briefly: "Miss Li, are you dreaming?"

Li Linna's face stiffened, but she still smiled: "How can you call it a dream? I'm serious. I've heard that President Junmao is handsome and capable, but his temper might be a bit bad, and it seems that's true. But I, I have a very good temper. I just want to try it out with you. You won't lose out; you can get money."

Zhang Minglang tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't hold back. He scoffed, "Ms. Li, I think there's no need for us to continue this conversation. If you want men, go to a nightclub. I have no intention of entertaining you."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, grabbed his suit jacket draped over the back of the chair, and prepared to leave. Seeing this, Li Linna completely dropped her pretense.

She glared at Zhang Minglang, gritting her teeth as she said, "I'm doing you a favor by spending such a huge project to see you! And what kind of man are you? Aren't all men the same? Do you think you're some big shot just because you're a CEO? Dare you say you and your secretary haven't been involved? Stop pretending to be so high and mighty in front of me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Minglang felt a surge of anger rise in his chest. He would not allow anyone to denigrate his relationship with Tang Yi in this way.

He suddenly turned around, leaned on the edge of the table, lowered his head, and said, word by word, "I advise you to watch your mouth. Tell your dad to worry about your family's company, or you might wake up one day to find it has changed its name."

Li Linna stared at him defiantly, then grabbed a water glass and splashed it in his face. She slammed the glass down on the table, making a sharp sound.

"Am I someone you can threaten?"

Zhang Minglang's hair was suddenly splashed with water, and his face was stung by the water pressure. He reached up to wipe his face, unable to react for a moment.

Li Linna snorted heavily, turned around, picked up her handbag, and was about to get up. However, before she could even stand up, she felt a force suddenly press down on her shoulder. She was forced to sit back down, and just as she opened her mouth to complain, a whole glass of water was splashed in her face, soaking her to the bone.

She hastily wiped the water off her face, and after recognizing the person who splashed her, she shrieked, "Who are you! Are you crazy?!"

The woman was wearing a white top and black bottom business suit. Her hair was unusually pulled back into a low ponytail, and she still had frameless glasses perched on her high nose.

Tang Yi put down her cup and replied coldly, "If you're going to have an attack, please go somewhere else."

Zhang Minglang had already wiped the water off his face. Looking at Tang Yi, who had suddenly appeared beside him, he felt a sense of joy at being protected for the first time in his life.

Li Linna looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared in front of her, and wanted to lash out again. However, she glanced around and found that many people were looking at them, some even raising their phones. She couldn't bear such stares, so she said, "You just wait," and hurriedly left with her bag.

Tang Yi has a very strong presence. After Li Linna left, many onlookers, seeing that her attire and appearance suggested she was not someone to be trifled with, quietly put down their phones.

Tang Yi said to Zhang Minglang expressionlessly, "What are you still sitting there for? Let's go."

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A few minutes ago, Tang Yi sat at her workstation, staring at the dense text on her computer screen, lost in thought for once.

She unlocked her phone every now and then, then turned it off again when she saw there were no new messages. She glanced at her watch; more than ten minutes had passed, why hadn't Zhang Minglang returned yet?

She crossed her arms and leaned back, a slight smile playing on her lips.

He probably doesn't say no while actually enjoying it, does he?

After all, they spent a fortune just to see him.

Tang Yi couldn't quite describe her feelings; she tentatively categorized them as mockery.

Because she was distracted by other things, she vaguely heard Tang Jiaxin say at her workstation that the coffee she ordered half an hour ago had arrived and was in the coffee shop downstairs, asking if anyone could go and pick it up.

Tang Yi's ears twitched. She looked up and glanced around casually. Several of her colleagues were busy with their work. Fang Zhen, who was not far away, stood up and said, "Why don't I go, Sister Jiaxin?"

Tang Jiaxin cheered and blew her a few kisses. Fang Zhen had just stood up when Tang Yi, preoccupied with some plan, suddenly called out, "Fang Zhen."

"Hmm?" Fang Zhen heard Tang Yi call her and quickly turned around to walk to her side. "Is there anything planned, Secretary Tang?"

Tang Yi regretted it.

She reached up and ran her fingers through her hair, opened her mouth and closed it again, finally rummaging through the bookshelves before pulling out a folder and handing it to her, saying, "Reorganize this...."

Fang Zhen took the document, opened it, and looked up: "This is last year's document, Secretary Tang, did you give me the wrong one?"

Tang Yi gave a soft "Ah," and replied somewhat hesitantly, "I didn't give you the wrong answer. If you reorganize it, you might gain new insights."

Although Fang Zhen didn't quite understand, she unconditionally trusted all the tasks Tang Yi assigned her. In her eyes, Tang Yi was a goddess, and everything she did was just right, greatly improving her work ability in a short period of time.

Fang Zhen closed the file and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll go and look at it again right away."

Seeing that she didn't want to mention the coffee, Tang Yi stopped her and, after organizing her thoughts for a while, said, "Didn't you just say you wanted to get some coffee? I happen to be free now, so I'll go get it for you."

Fang Zhen was shocked: "How can that be, Secretary Tang? I'll do this little thing. It's a waste of your time if you do it!"

Tang Yi had already stood up.

Because if she kept talking, she would give herself away.

Under Fang Zhen's questioning gaze, Tang Yi walked out the door and pressed the elevator button. The metal door slowly closed, and Tang Yi's face was reflected in the doorway.

She silently berated herself for being so inexplicable, but her body betrayed her, leading her out the door and into the coffee shop. While waiting for her food to be packed at the counter, she casually glanced around and bumped into the woman dressed like a butterfly. A glass of water was spilled on her boyfriend.

She narrowed her eyes, took the coffee from the barista, walked to their table in her high heels, and raised her water glass to retaliate.

Recalling this, when Zhang Minglang pressed her to ask why she had suddenly run out and whether she had come specifically to find him, Tang Yi replied without turning her head, saying something completely insincere: "It was just something I did on the spur of the moment."