Chapter 79 Does Ranran not want to marry me? ...
Song Zhixu raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, signaling her to continue.
After meeting Anna last time, she instructed Assistant Jiang to contact the new owner as soon as possible after finding their information to see if they were willing to sell.
"Take a look yourself?" Assistant Jiang asked, trying to appear calm, as he handed the documents to Song Zhixu.
Song Zhixu took the documents with a puzzled look, and paused for a moment when he saw the new owner's name.
Tang Ran.
It was unexpected, but not entirely unexpected.
So, Anna gave the shop on Chaoxi Street to Tang Ran?
Thinking of this, Song Zhixu recalled that Tang Ran received a package when she returned from the castle that day.
Tang Ran told her that the shop purchase contract was a company document.
After the incident in Da Ning, she suspected that Tang Ran and Jia Chuang had a relationship.
But she really didn't expect that Tang Ran and Jia Chuang's relationship was actually Anna.
Moreover, they have a relationship where they can casually give away shops worth hundreds of millions.
Assistant Jiang silently observed his boss, whose expression was inscrutable, and his mind began to wander.
She thought of her dear mother's favorite prime-time TV drama once again.
Let's start analyzing how likely it is that Miss Tang is a corporate spy sent by Jiachuang.
Just before leaving get off work, Miao Tiantian called Tang Ran again; she had received an order at the last minute.
The client's factory is in the suburbs, and it takes an hour to drive there and back, so we can't make an appointment today.
After hanging up Miao Tiantian's call, Tang Ran noticed that her phone's green notification icon had received a new message.
It was sent by a loquat tree profile picture.
Do you have time to meet?
Tang Ran thought for a moment and replied, "I happen to be free tonight."
[WS Hotel, 17th floor.]
Okay, I'll be there around 7 o'clock.
【Can. 】
20:09.
The restaurant on the second floor of the WS Hotel.
As Song Zhixu walked out of the private room and passed through the lobby, he glanced into the lobby and saw a familiar figure.
Tang Ran was sitting by the window, looking up and talking to the person opposite her, Song Zhixu, who was also a familiar face.
That afternoon, Song Zhixu was still speculating about the relationship between the other party and Tang Ran, Anna, the founder of Jiachuang Group.
Unlike the cold and distant demeanor she displayed at the digital technology forum that day, Anna was now smiling gently at Tang Ran, as if she were a completely different person.
When Assistant Jiang saw her stop, he looked over as well, and his pupils dilated rapidly when he saw who was opposite Tang Ran.
Isn't this too much of a coincidence?
Song Zhixu turned her head and said in a soft voice, "You go back first."
"Okay." Assistant Jiang tactfully left quickly.
After Assistant Jiang left, Song Zhixu took out his phone and dialed Tang Ran's number.
She watched as Tang Ran stood up and walked to the side before answering her phone.
"Are you done?"
Her voice was light and joyful, and the smile on her face had not yet faded.
"Mmm," Song Zhixu responded softly. "Where should I pick you up?"
"No need, I might be going back a little later, you go back first, no need to pick me up."
Tang Ran glanced in the direction of her seat, and Anna was also looking up at her. Tang Ran gave an embarrassed smile.
"Okay." Song Zhixu lowered her eyes slightly. "Then should I have the driver pick you up?"
"No need, it's not far from the mansion, I can go back by myself."
"Then I'll head back now."
"Okay, I'll hang up now." Tang Ran turned and walked back.
Song Zhixu pursed her lips and let out a soft sound, "Mmm."
Tang Ran took two steps, paused in putting her phone away, then put it to her ear again. "Didn't you drink tonight?"
"without."
*
As night fell, the wall clock ticked past nine.
Song Zhixu shifted her gaze from the screen to the window.
The rush hour was long over, and there was very little traffic on the streets outside the residential area.
With slightly lowered eyes, she raised them and looked into the distance, where the bustling city center was ablaze with neon lights.
The WS Hotel is located in the heart of Jiangcheng, the tallest building in the city. Its height of over 100 floors is extremely conspicuous in the midst of towering buildings, and it can be seen without careful observation.
Song Zhixu picked up his phone, swiped the screen, and paused again when his finger touched the green dial icon.
I put down my phone and looked at the document on the screen again.
After a while, my gaze unconsciously fell on the time in the lower right corner of the screen again.
21:06.
Song Zhixu pursed her lips, put down the mouse, and got up to pour water.
A slender finger tapped the water dispensing button, and a stream of water fell to the bottom of the cup, splashing up a small cluster of water droplets.
The kettle automatically shut off the water, and the splashing water at the bottom of the cup subsided, but the owner did not pick it up.
An electronic lock clicked open at the door.
Her slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and she subconsciously took a step outside, then stopped, her gaze fixed on the corner cabinet that blocked the entrance.
The door was opened, and the pressure difference between the inside and outside of the room created a draft, the refreshing air dispelling the stuffy atmosphere in the room.
Amidst the rustling sound, there was the slight thud of a high heel being kicked off, falling to its side and bumping into the shoe cabinet.
As if she could see the high heels wobbling precariously, a helpless smile crept into Song Zhixu's eyes.
Da, da, da, da.
Light footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by a joyful shout, "I'm back!"
Tang Ran was overjoyed. When she saw Song Zhixu, her eyes lit up even more, and she ran towards her with outstretched arms.
He ran up to her and jumped lightly.
Song Zhixu bent his knees in perfect unison and reached out to catch her steadily.
Tang Ran wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed her cheek. "Did you miss me?"
"think."
He was thinking about her the whole time, and couldn't concentrate on a single word on the documents. He was completely inefficient at work.
Song Zhixu nodded, as if asking casually, "In a good mood?"
"Yeah." Tang Ran glanced behind her; the study light was still on. "Busy?" she asked.
"It's nothing," Song Zhixu shook her head, then asked, "What's making you so happy?"
"It's nothing. The restaurant tonight was pretty good; it's a new Italian restaurant that just opened in downtown Jiangcheng." Tang Ran smiled as she got off her. "Have you eaten there?"
"I've eaten," Song Zhixu said in a slightly low voice.
"Oh, I was thinking of going to eat with you next time," Tang Ran said with a hint of regret.
She kissed Song Zhixu again, then turned and walked towards the bedroom. "I'm going to take a shower first."
She had barely taken a step when someone pulled her back.
"Um?……"
Before she could react, Song Zhixu grabbed her waist and kissed her.
Song Zhixu's kiss was a bit forceful, and Tang Ran was soon breathless from the kiss.
"I'm going to take a shower first." Tang Ran pushed Song Zhixu away, pressing down on Song Zhixu's hand that had already reached under her clothes, her breath still a little out of his mouth.
Song Zhixu stared into her eyes for two seconds, then pressed his forehead against hers. "Let's shower together."
Before Tang Ran could speak, Song Zhixu's kiss landed on her again.
Unlike the gentle kisses of the past, today's kiss was passionate and lingering, and Tang Ran's breathing quickly became rapid.
She was kissed all the way into the bathroom, and when she was pinned under the shower, Tang Ran was already dizzy from the kisses, and she was only wearing a close-fitting camisole.
Song Zhixu's hand rested on Tang Ran's waist, his slender fingertips gently circling and caressing her lumbar spine.
A delicate, tingling sensation spread along Tang Ran's tailbone. She let out a soft moan, her legs trembled, and she felt unsteady on her feet.
Song Zhixu held her waist and pulled her closer to him, so that she could lean against him more steadily.
The sound of water pattering in the bathroom filled the air, and two clear palms were imprinted on the glass door, which was damp with steam, before sliding down amidst sobs of "sister."
When Song Zhixu wrapped her in a bath towel and carried her out of the bathroom, Tang Ran was so exhausted that she didn't even have the strength to wrap her arms around her.
Song Zhixu put her on the bed, and Tang Ran lazily leaned on her shoulder. After Song Zhixu helped her put on her pajamas and panties, she used her last bit of strength to open her mouth and bite her.
Today, Song Zhixu was both wicked and domineering, and Tang Ran had to beg for a long time before he was let go.
She strongly suspected that this person was deliberately retaliating because of what happened yesterday.
Song Zhixu rubbed her head, his expression a mixture of helplessness and guilt.
Having pent-up emotions all night with nowhere to vent, I lost control for a moment.
Song Zhixu sighed inwardly, turned off the light, and lay down with Tang Ran in his arms.
Tang Ran rolled over and got out of her arms to show that she was still a little bit angry.
Song Zhixu moved closer to Tang Ran, hugged her from behind, and lowered his head to rub his nose against the back of Tang Ran's neck.
The scorching heat swept over her still-warm skin, and Tang Ran couldn't help but tremble. She turned over and pushed Song Zhixu away, saying, "How annoying are you?"
Song Zhixu took her hand, threaded it through her fingertips, intertwined their fingers, lifted it, kissed her palm, and said gently, "Shall we go to Yulan Bay together in a couple of days?"
"Huh?" Tang Ran looked up in surprise.
The room was poorly lit, and she could only vaguely see Song Zhixu's face, but she couldn't make out her expression.
When Song Zhixu was at the Song family home, he used the house in Yulan Bay to brush off the fact that Old Master Song wanted to give Huayu the house as a wedding home. Now that Song Zhixu has brought it up again, does he also have plans to get married soon?
Is Song Zhixu in such a hurry?
"Don't you want to marry me?" Song Zhixu's voice was low and deep, sounding somewhat disappointed.
"No, that's not it." Tang Ran shook her head. "It just feels a bit fast."
In fact, from the very beginning when she said she would give it a try, she was already prepared to marry Song Zhixu.
Originally, it was for the Tang family's sake, and she didn't have many other considerations. Now that she and Song Zhixu are of one mind, she feels that things are moving a little too fast.
Even counting from Turtle Island, the two have only been "dating" for less than three months.
"Ranran." Song Zhixu wrapped his arms around Tang Ran's waist and pulled her closer, gently nuzzling her nose. "After the New Year, I'll be thirty-two."
If that's the case, then we really should be worried.
Tang Ran touched Song Zhixu's face, thinking of teasing him a bit, but she was too tired to do so, so she gave up.
She was really sleepy.
I'm so sleepy and tired.
Tang Ran yawned, snuggled closer to Song Zhixu, and murmured softly, "Then let's go take a look on Saturday..."
Hearing her agree, Song Zhixu's expression softened. She lowered her head and kissed Tang Ran's forehead, then called her name, "Ranran."
"Um?"
Tang Ran was so confused that she was responding to her words entirely on instinct.
Song Zhixu hesitated for a moment before speaking, "The shops on Chaoxi Street."
She paused deliberately, wanting to see Tang Ran's reaction, but after waiting for a while, all she received in response was Tang Ran's even breathing.
The moon was high in the sky, and the evening breeze lifted a corner of the gauze curtain, carrying away a barely perceptible sigh from inside the room.
The next day.
The phone alarm woke up the person who was still fast asleep.
Song Zhixu walked into the bedroom and saw Tang Ran frowning as she turned over, burying her head in the pillow, looking like she didn't want to get up.
She walked over, turned off the alarm clock, and called out to Tang Ran.
Tang Ran's eyelashes fluttered twice as she opened her eyes. Upon seeing Song Zhixu, she immediately opened her arms.
Her cheeks were rosy from sleep, and her half-closed eyes looked sleepy and adorable.
Song Zhixu bent down and hugged her, then pulled her onto his lap and hugged her from behind.
Tang Ran leaned lazily against her chest, "So sleepy."
Her voice, still soft and nasal, came from just waking up.
Song Zhixu leaned down and kissed her earlobe, his voice low and deep: "Would you like a wake-up service?"
The warm breath started behind her ear, traveled down her slender white neck, and spread to her shoulder.
"I'm awake, I'm awake." Tang Ran's drowsiness vanished, and she sat up.
She snapped out of her daze and remembered that she had just heard the alarm clock.
"Oh dear, did I oversleep?" Tang Ran got up from her lap and started to get out of bed.
These past few days, Song Zhixu has been sick, so she's been getting up earlier.
Knowing what she was thinking, Song Zhixu smiled and pulled her back, "Breakfast has already been brought up by the housekeeper."
I've had breakfast.
Song Zhixu glanced at the time and then looked at Tang Ran, who was playing on her phone at the dining table.
He called out to her, "Ranran."
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