Tang Song remained silent, staring at Zhu Hao five meters away. After a moment of contemplation, he whispered, "You have to take responsibility..."
The volume was too low, and Xue Qinfeng couldn't hear it at all. "What was that?"
Tang Song pursed his lips, a rare blush rising to his ears, his face stiff and awkward, and coldly repeated, "Take responsibility."
After hearing what Tang Song said, Xue Qinfeng had an indescribable expression on his face.
"Take responsibility?" Xue Qinfeng repeated, "What did you do?"
Tang Song pursed his lips tightly, remaining silent, his ears visibly flushed.
Xue Qinfeng stared at him in astonishment, "Damn! You wouldn't... Waaaaah..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xue Qinfeng felt his mouth being pinched by a large hand, the force so strong it seemed as if it wanted to tear his lips off.
The pain instantly spread from my lips to my nerve endings, forcing out physiological tears.
Xue Qinfeng, his eyes red, sobbed, "I was wrong... I was wrong..."
Then he felt the large hand on his mouth quickly release.
Xue Qinfeng quickly backed away, staring at Tang Song as if he were a plague god, and cursed under his breath, "He's sick!!"
Tang Song gave him a cold glance, and Xue Qinfeng curled his lip and turned to leave.
Tang Song withdrew his gaze and stared at Zhu Hao, who was very intimate with Geng Ying in front of him. His eyes darkened, and his hands, which were hanging at his sides, clenched into fists.
"President Tang?" A female voice sounded from behind him, seemingly gathering her courage, "Could you..."
"Get lost!" Tang Song said without turning around, clearly annoyed.
The woman immediately sensed Tang Song's anger, but she continued forward, trying to get closer.
She finally managed to wait for Tang Song to be alone.
In the past, Tang Song never brought female companions to banquets, and no one dared to put women next to him.
But today is an exception.
Tang Song brought a woman with him!
Although the woman looked rustic and poor, this precisely shows that Tang Song no longer rejected women!
She rarely gets to see Tang Song, so she must seize this opportunity, since she is far more outstanding than the girl Tang Song brought.
She took a deep breath, walked around to Tang Song, and put on what she thought was an elegant smile, speaking in a soft voice, "Mr. Tang... your suit button is crooked."
As he was speaking, he was about to raise his hand to cover Tang Song's clothes when his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
She paused for a moment, looked up, and saw Tang Song's assistant—Zhu Qing.
"Miss Li's hands seem perfect for mining," Zhu Qing said calmly, staring intently at the woman's slender, fair hands.
A forced smile appeared on the woman's face. "Mr. Tang... I..."
Tang Song didn't look at her, but frowned slightly and gave Zhu Qing a look.
Zhu Qing nodded slightly, then grabbed the woman and left without saying another word.
This scene was witnessed by Geng Ying, who was not far away.
She shook her head and clicked her tongue, "Sure enough, you have him completely under your thumb. You even handle women's advances so cleanly. Tsk tsk tsk."
Zhu Hao's face flushed red, and she nudged her with her elbow, saying, "Stop talking."
Geng Ying shrugged, hugged Song Shang, who was trying to climb into Zhu Hao's arms for the tenth time, and scolded her in a low voice, "No! Aunt Zhu Hao won't hold you! You're not allowed to go over there and act like a spoiled child!"
Song Shang was so angry that his beard twitched.
He raised his eyes and glared at Geng Ying, then opened his mouth to breathe out a menacing paw.
"Tsk!" Geng Ying raised an eyebrow and pointed at Song Shang's nose. "No!"
Cool fingertips gently poked his moist nose, sending a strange, tingling sensation through his entire body.
Song Shang was startled, shook his head, and stared at Geng Ying's reddened fingertips with a puzzled look.
He licked his lips, looked up at Zhu Hao, snorted heavily, and turned to look at the snacks on the table.
"You can't eat this!" Geng Ying decisively pushed the plate away.
Song Shang half-closed his eyes and rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Geng Ying ignored him, pressed him closer to her to make sure he wouldn't run away, then looked at Zhu Hao with a gossipy expression, leaned closer to her, and whispered something.
"How far have you and Tang Song gone? Have you kissed? Have you done... sob sob..."
"Geng Ying!" Zhu Hao exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth and looking up at Tang Song in a panic.
After meeting Tang Song's serious and cold handsome face, she felt a little relieved.
Tang Song probably wouldn't have overheard her conversation with Geng Ying.
Zhu Hao puffed out his cheeks and warned her not to ask any more questions.
Geng Ying blinked, wished her well, and withdrew his hand.
"Tell me about it!" Geng Ying nudged Zhu Hao, her voice slightly excited. "You two never used to hold hands in public! But today you're holding hands and won't let go! And didn't you see how you just sweet-talked Tang Song? His face was practically beaming with joy!!"
"Ah!!!" Geng Ying whispered, "I almost choked!!!"
Zhu Hao's eyes widened slightly, her gaze towards Tang Song filled with doubt.
Did Tang Song just laugh?
A smile blooming on her face?
Is it really that exaggerated?
Just then, Tang Song's dark eyes met her gaze.
The usually cold and serious face twitched, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Zhu Hao swallowed hard and hurriedly looked away.
She thought she could hear her heart pounding.
"Oh! Tell me, tell me!" Geng Ying nudged her again, "Don't be shy!"
Zhu Hao's cheeks flushed red as he stared at her, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
Geng Ying looked at her expectantly, and even Song Shang in her arms looked up at Zhu Hao nervously.
Zhu Hao opened his lips, and after a long pause, squeezed out two words, "Don't ask!"
Geng Ying laughed out loud, "Good, good, good! Little Zhu is so shy!"
"Did they kiss?"
"..."
"So, is there... hehehe..."
"..."
The two girls' playful banter continued, completely oblivious to the gradual dimming of Song Shang's pupils.
The banquet was drawing to a close.
Tang Song stepped forward, her body radiating a chill, and glanced down at Zhu Hao, asking, "Are you tired?"
[Awooo~ Awooo~ The cub has been chatting with this woman all night!!! Completely oblivious to my presence! Awooo~ Awooo~ So sad!!!]
Zhu Hao sat up straight, her round, dark pupils darting around before she nodded hesitantly.
Even though she was excited at the moment, when her gaze fell on Tang Song's drooping tail behind him, her heart softened as if it were soaked in water, and she naturally went along with his wishes.
Sure enough, after receiving the good news, Tang Song's eyes lit up for a moment, and his drooping tail lifted up slightly with a hint of joy, the tip of his tail bouncing back and forth like a toy with a spring.
Zhu Hao pursed his lips, suppressing a smile.
Geng Ying held the listless Song Shang in her arms, glanced at Zhu Hao with a teasing look, and said silently, "Someone is getting anxious."
Tang Song stared at Geng Ying, puzzled. Geng Ying raised an eyebrow and moved a few steps away from Zhu Hao, seemingly trying to avoid her.
Zhu Hao subtly tugged at Geng Ying's sleeve, only to be slapped away by Geng Ying.
[Awooo~ Why is this woman hitting my cub?! Awooo~ Awooo~]
Zhu Hao was stunned for a moment, then walked to Tang Song's side, took his hand, looked up at him, and said, "Let's go home."
On the bus.
Geng Ying sat in the passenger seat, glanced at Tang Song, who exuded a faint chill, through the rearview mirror, shuddered, and looked away.
She knew then that she was still superfluous.
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