Song Shang was a fox spirit sorcerer who was skilled at using seductive tricks to seduce people.
If Zhu Hao were to contact him at this time, Song Shang could very well abduct her with a little trickery!
Zhu Qing glanced back at the tightly closed office door, a chill running down her spine for her boss.
Given the choice between an older, serious, and rigid man and a younger, sweet-talking, and charming woman, any girl with eyes can tell which one to choose.
Just as this thought came to mind, Zhu Qing patted her forehead, her heart trembling.
It seems his boss is going to die before he even gets started!
*
Lunchtime.
Tang Song, unusually, came out of the office on time. Several secretaries who were working overtime looked at Tang Song with surprise as he spoke considerate words with a gloomy expression.
"No need to work overtime, let's go eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Song glanced at the pink lunchbox on Zhu Qing's table, took a step forward, picked it up, and left.
Before Zhu Qing could react, Tang Song had already disappeared.
He watched the descending elevator and muttered softly, "Didn't we just say we weren't going to eat together?"
Ding~
The message notification pulled him back to reality.
Zhuo Shishan: [It's noon! Do you still need to deliver lunch? If you don't bring it soon, I'm taking Zhuhao out to eat! Don't waste time!!!]
Zhu Qing looked at the glaring exclamation mark on the screen, her lips twitched slightly, and she raised her hand to adjust her glasses.
Zhu Qing: [No need to see me off.]
Zhuo Shishan: [Why didn't you say so earlier?!? Were you doing this on purpose? Are you trying to annoy me?]
Ding ding ding~
The phone kept ringing; it was Zhuo Shishan promoting traditional Chinese culture.
Zhu Qing typed expressionlessly, "[Give me back my errand fee.]"
The other side immediately fell silent.
Zhu Qing's lips curled slightly, and with a smug look on her face, she turned off the screen and got up to go to the cafeteria for lunch.
Zhu Qing and several secretaries from the secretariat walked up to the elevator together.
"Assistant Zhu? What's wrong with President Tang today? He was like a powder keg this morning. He's usually someone who'd rather work 24/7, but now he's leaving get off work right on time."
"Exactly! The worst part is they let us go home too! How terrifying is that!?"
"Oh, right! I just saw Mr. Tang take the lunchbox off his assistant's desk. Assistant, didn't you say that the lunchbox was your mother's lunch? Why is the boss in a bad mood and taking your food? Now you have to come with us to the cafeteria on the second floor to eat."
Zhu Qing's lips twitched, and she gave them a warning look, "Gossiping about the boss in private, don't you want your job?"
The elevator fell silent instantly.
*
Inside Zhuo Shishan's office.
Tang Song sat in the main seat, with the pink insulated box that he had just taken from Zhu Qing's table in front of him.
Zhuo Shishan stood in front of the table, her face stiff as she stared at the lunchbox, cursing Zhu Qing in her heart.
That bastard didn't even explain things to her clearly!
There's no need to deliver food because Tang Song took it down himself!
If she had known, she would have gone up to get it herself! She wouldn't have urged Zhu Qing to bring it down herself.
Zhu Qing confiscated the errand fee she received! Consider it compensation for her emotional distress!
"President Tang..." Zhuo Shishan forced a smile, "Why did you come down in person? Didn't you say..."
"Get out." Tang Song's expression was displeased, clearly showing his displeasure with her.
Zhuo Shishan glanced down at herself in confusion. There was nothing unusual, so why was Tang Song treating her so badly?
Oh... no, that's not right.
Ever since Zhu Hao designed the clothing for Tang's spokesperson with her, Tang Song's attitude towards her has been consistently bad, but now it's even worse... He doesn't even bother with formalities anymore.
It's like she stole his wife, how petty...
Zhuo Shishan paused for a moment, thinking of Zhu Hao's chubby little face, and secretly complained in her heart.
Okay...
It seems she really did steal this man's young wife...
"Shall I go and call Zhu Hao in?" Zhuo Shishan tentatively suggested.
Tang Song pursed his lips and remained silent, which Zhuo Shishan understood; this was tacit agreement.
She touched the tip of her nose and was about to walk out when Tang Song's voice sounded from behind her.
"Don't let her have any contact with Song Shang in the future."
Zhuo Shishan paused, her eyes widening in disbelief.
Was Tang Song really that jealous?
Even this kind of normal working contact is not allowed?!?
Zhuo Shishan concealed the surprise in her eyes and said softly, "Why don't you ask Zhu Hao if he wants to take on this project?"
After all, she had personally witnessed Zhu Hao's great interest in Song Shang's design drafts today. In fact, Zhu Hao had originally intended to refuse, but after seeing Song Shang's design drafts, she immediately accepted the project.
She thought... Tang Song would respect Zhu Hao's choice, right?
However, she wasn't quite sure, since the old man was quite jealous; she could smell it from this far away.
Tang Song didn't speak, but Zhuo Shishan could clearly feel the air pressure in the office drop even further.
She dared not say anything more and quickly closed the door to block out Tang Song's murderous gaze.
*
Zhu Hao sat on the sofa, holding several butterfly design drafts in his hand.
She stared intently at Tang Song across from her, her expression tense, before turning her gaze to the lunchbox on the table.
The boiled fish slices were still steaming hot, and the aroma wafted straight to the nose. Zhu Hao couldn't help but swallow hard.
[Hmph!! Why do I feel like the cubs are looking at me strangely? They seem very wary? And!! Why do they still smell so much like wolves?! Didn't I tell them not to go near the cubs?! I'm so angry! I'm so angry!]
Zhu Hao pursed her lips, put down the design draft in her hand, and pulled out a familiar drawing board from behind the sofa cushions. It had a picture of a wolf cub on it, exactly the same as the drawing board in the manor.
[What is this?! Why is the cub's drawing board in Zhuo Shishan's office?! Does she go in and out of Zhuo Shishan's office often?! Why?! My drawing board in my office is gathering dust! The cub has barely touched it!!]
Zhu Hao's lips twitched. She raised her hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, covering her ears. Her eyes welled up with tears, and a feeling of grievance spread through her heart. "This morning, the wolf pack avoided me. They said it was your order. Why?"
[Hmm? Are they all avoiding the cubs? Then why do the cubs still have the scent of wolves on them? Tang Qiao... and Tang Miao's too.]
“Because…” Tang Song began hesitantly, but stopped before uttering the next word.
Zhu Hao wasn't in a hurry; she just stared straight at him, waiting for an explanation.
She spent the entire morning speculating about this, and could only try to dispel her doubts and anxieties by constantly designing drafts for Song Shang's project.
Now that she has met Tang Song, she wants a clear explanation.
【Ah!! What do I say?! I haven't thought it through yet!!! Should I just tell the cub I want to form a mate contract with her? Werewolves need to ensure their scent is clean before forming a mate, which is why I kept all the wolves away from her?】
Zhu Hao paused, the frown between her brows gradually relaxed, her fingers tightened around the drawing board, and a faint blush crept onto her fair and serious face.
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