Rong Hang blushed deeply after Jiang Yixing's antics and walked out stiffly.
Jiang Yixing followed behind him, looking at his exposed neck, which was slender and fair, and below it were broad shoulders. The loose T-shirt made him look even thinner, but his height of 180 cm and his not-so-weak muscles made him look very safe.
In short, he looks like the perfect boyfriend for a comfortable home.
The two of them went out on the street, attracting the attention of a large number of passersby.
Jiang Yixing put on a mask, and although others couldn't recognize her, Rong Hang's outstanding appearance was already eye-catching enough.
Jiang Yixing followed behind Rong Hang, enjoying the convenience that comes with being a handsome guy.
For example, the ice cream vendor accidentally made a huge ice cream with a shaky hand; during the time it took to sit down for a cup of coffee, no fewer than three beautiful women offered to treat everyone at the table to coffee; even the young man handing out swimming and fitness flyers showed particular fondness for Rong Hang, stuffing several of them into his hands.
With a flyer in his left hand and a coffee in his right, Rong Hang quickly fled the coffee shop.
Seeing Rong Hang's bewildered expression, Jiang Yixing burst into laughter, clutching his stomach and bending over.
Rong Hang could only stand there holding his coffee cup, at a loss, and didn't forget to pull Jiang Yixing towards the inside of the road.
It was a truly packed and fulfilling day, with Rong Hang and Jiang Yixing constantly moving between tourist attractions. In order to experience the joy of human tourism, neither of them used any abilities that ordinary people shouldn't have.
"I never knew traveling could be so tiring."
Jiang Yixing slumped on the sofa, unwilling to move.
Rong Hang tossed down the small bag of souvenirs, a look of confusion on his face.
Is this how humanity is now?
He was very enthusiastic when he met strangers, and his travels consisted of constantly changing locations to take photos. Sitting next to Jiang Yixing, Rong Hang began to contemplate the meaning of life, a rare occurrence for him.
A phone call interrupted their rest time.
Jiang Yixing answered the phone without even checking the caller ID. "Hello?"
The voice coming from the phone was indeed He Mang's.
"Jiang Yixing, it's me."
Jiang Yixing took the phone away from his ear, and sure enough, it was He Mang's phone number.
"what…"
Jiang Yixing's voice was lazy, as listless as his whole.
Rong Hang heard a young man's voice coming from the phone and guessed it might be Zhang Meng.
"Fobana is holding an offline event in H City, are you going to participate?"
Jiang Yixing was puzzled, "This kind of thing is also your responsibility, He Guanzhi?"
Director He?
Rong Hang immediately searched his memory for He Mang's name, and alarm bells went off in his head. Wasn't this... wasn't this... Jiang Yixing's ex-boyfriend?!
"I'll go too. Plus, our identities aren't exactly sensitive lately, so I thought I'd ask you first."
"Why are you asking me? Don't you have Zhang Meng's phone number? Ask Brother Zhang."
"No, you don't mind?" He Mang's voice was magnetic.
"I don't mind."
Jiang Yixing made the final decision, and hung up the phone immediately after speaking, saying, "Go ask Zhang Meng."
He Mang touched his nose after being hung up on, showing his rather bad temper.
Then she obediently dialed Zhang Meng's mobile number.
He Mang had already sat up at some point. "Whose call was that?"
"The director who shot the commercial before." Jiang Yixing buried her head in the cushion, her voice muffled.
Hearing this description, He Mang felt much more at ease.
Look at that! So awkward! Isn't that just plain annoying?
"Do you have something planned recently?"
"Maybe."
It still depends on Zhang Meng's arrangements, but Jiang Yixing thinks that given Zhang Meng's personality, there is a 90% chance that the event will go ahead with.
"I'm so sleepy."
Jiang Yixing complained, thinking about the speech he had to prepare for tomorrow afternoon and the possibility of going on business trips after returning home.
He Mang softened her voice, "Go to sleep."
When Jiang Yixing woke up, she found herself moved to her own bed, covered tightly with a thin blanket.
Jiang Yixing's eye twitched. What was Rong Hang doing? Could it be that someone with his physical constitution could catch a cold?
This afternoon, Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang will attend the Alliance's semi-annual meeting and share their cultivation experiences as guests.
The meeting was scheduled to start promptly at 2 PM, and the alliance, as the organizer, had already begun sending vehicles to pick up attendees for a pre-meal meal. Jiang Yixing, however, had just woken up and was bewildered by the constant stream of messages popping up on his phone. How could he have slept until 10 AM?!
Jiang Yixing quickly tidied herself up, and after thinking about what she wanted to say today, the doorbell rang.
The person who arrived was not a member of the alliance's reception staff, but Rong Hang.
Rong Hang handed over a paper document, saying, "It seems you haven't woken up yet."
Jiang Yixing took a look and saw a stack of four pages of speech manuscript. The writing style was very impressive, and the tone was obviously imitating the speeches of various outstanding talents at the Dao Discussion Conference held every five years in the Immortal Spirit Realm.
"Angel Rong! You are my angel!" Jiang Yixing's eyes shone brightly, and she wished she could jump up and hug Rong Hang.
Rong Hang's eyes curved slightly.
With her alluring face and attentive service, Jiang Yixing instantly understood why business tycoons always have close female secretaries—it's simply irresistible!
With Rong Hang's contribution, Jiang Yixing enjoyed his lunch comfortably and eagerly awaited the afternoon's conference.
As expected of a special organization supported by the state, the alliance has both money and power, and its semi-annual meeting was made to be very grand.
Jiang Yixing went down from the second floor and saw through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows that the people who came to attend the meeting were lined up on the next street.
"With so many people, won't everyone be suspicious?" Jiang Yixing asked the young cultivator leading the way, puzzled.
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