It seemed that such things were commonplace for him.
Do you often eat Western food?
She couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
The man's large, well-defined hand paused for a moment:
"Fortunately, I used to accompany my boss to social events when I was working, so I'm quite skilled at it."
Upon hearing this, Song Mai nodded, not questioning what the man had said.
The man breathed a sigh of relief and handed her the cut steak.
What are your plans for the future?
Song Mai's promotion was also unexpected for him. Although he didn't know Song Mai's work completely, Chu Xing knew a little about her situation in the company.
Her company doesn't want too many people to be as good as her, so this promotion isn't exactly a good thing. It looks like a promotion, but her manager has probably been completely offended because of it.
If things continue like this, her days at the company will only become more difficult.
Song Mai had thought of all of these things, and she certainly understood her own situation.
The smile on the woman's face faded slightly.
However, his eyes were even more resolute.
"I know the road ahead will be difficult, but I don't want to give up like this. I didn't want to fight for anything before, and I still don't now. I always feel that what's mine is mine, and what's not mine can't be forced. But just because I don't fight or grab doesn't mean I'm weak and useless, or that I can only be bullied. Since others don't want me to stay in the company, then I'll stay anyway. After all, I don't fight or grab because I'm not meant to be bullied."
Her voice was soft as she spoke, putting a piece of steak into her mouth.
The evening breeze blew in through the window, carrying the coolness of early autumn and the lingering heat of late summer, as if a slight breeze could blow away her voice.
But her words were heavy, resounding, and powerful. They were the expression of her feelings over the years, and a resolute resistance after years of being wronged and bullied.
Chu Xing looked at him and suddenly felt a pang of heartache.
The next second, he patted the back of her hand as if he were possessed.
“If you’ve made up your mind, then keep going. If you don’t want to continue, just tell me. I’m part of this family too.”
It would be a lie for Song Mai to say she wasn't moved; a part of her heart softened as if it were about to melt.
The large hand that landed on the back of her hand seemed to possess some kind of magic, smoothing out the early autumn wind, but stirring up her heart.
My heartstrings were touched.
Is this what it feels like to be cared for?
She secretly thought that for a moment she actually felt that it was fine for their relationship to just stay like this.
But in an instant, a hint of loneliness appeared in her eyes.
She was too greedy and went too far.
The two ate their meal in silence, but the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
Just as Song Mai was racking her brains to find something to say, a somewhat arrogant male voice suddenly came from afar.
"Hey, isn't this Master Yun? You have time to chase girls but no time to eat with me, that's so unfair."
Soon, the owner of the voice walked up to the two of them.
This is a man dressed in a colorful tracksuit, with his hair dyed a striking pink. He is dressed in top luxury brands from head to toe. Although he looks as colorful as a butterfly, he is not ugly. On the contrary, he has a unique sense of art.
As soon as he appeared, he put his arm around Chu Xing's shoulder.
At first, Song Mai thought he had made a mistake and that the butterfly might be calling someone else, but now he was completely certain that the "Master Yun" he was talking about was Chu Xing.
The woman looked at the man opposite her with a puzzled expression.
Chu Xing's slender fingers were slowly turning the water glass, and his eyes held a hint of danger that was more pronounced than his usual indifference.
"What are you yelling about?"
However, Xie Xingrang did not notice anything amiss with the man.
Her peach blossom eyes were still sizing up Song Mai.
He looked at it from head to toe several times before he could barely believe his eyes.
This woman was only considered pretty and well-behaved, not stunningly beautiful. She had a somewhat scholarly air about her, but her attire was far too shabby.
The total cost of his entire outfit probably wouldn't exceed one hundred yuan.
Xie Xingrang couldn't help but question the meaning of life.
Is this the woman Chu Xing has his eye on?
No way...
So the reason he's never had a woman around him is because he likes this type?
After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth.
"You have very unique tastes."
Chu Xing pushed him away, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
"Have you been too idle lately? How about I talk to your grandfather and find you something to do?"
The two old men from the Chu and Xie families were friends when they were young, and their relationship remains very good to this day.
Chu Xing, Jiang Jibai, and Xie Xingrang all grew up together.
However, the three men have very different personalities. Jiang Jibai is meticulous and has been interested in medicine since childhood, while Chu Xing is the most thoughtful of the three and has always been steady and reliable in his work. This is why Old Master Chu felt at ease entrusting Yunxing to him.
Xie Xingrang, on the other hand, was a complete playboy. During his studies abroad, he was a womanizer who frequented brothels. After returning to China, the Xie family patriarch intended for him to take over the Xie family business.
But he wasn't interested in that at all, and preferred to hang out in the fashion world, which made Grandpa Xie very angry. He felt that he was neglecting his duties and strongly opposed him getting involved in luxury goods or researching trendy brands.
Although Xie Xingrang was not one to compromise and had fought back fiercely, even arguing with Grandpa Xie several times, in the end, the old fox was more cunning, and he ultimately failed to win the fight.
After losing what he wanted to do, he felt completely self-destructive. He was unwilling to inherit the family business and abandoned the path he had chosen. He spent his days eating, drinking, and having fun, and seemed like a true playboy.
The Xie family patriarch was furious about this, but he was powerless to do anything about it. In the end, he could only discipline him while letting him run wild at the same time.
However, the Xie family patriarch listened to Chu Xing very much. As long as Chu Xing mentioned it, the Xie family patriarch would definitely teach Xie Xing a good lesson.
As expected, Xie Xingrang's face fell instantly upon hearing Chu Xing's words.
"No! I'm sorry, okay? I won't say anything more. Why do you always threaten me with my grandfather..."
Chu Xing glanced at him: "As long as it works."
Xie Xingrang suddenly felt powerless, as if he could never escape the clutches of his grandfather and Chu Xing in this lifetime.
He hadn't seen Chu Xing for a long time. He used to occasionally invite Jiang Jibai to have dinner together, but recently Chu Xing had been acting strangely and wouldn't come out no matter how he called him.
He had initially thought Chu Xing was busy with work, perhaps working on something big, but upon seeing him today, he realized that he was indeed working on something big, but not in the way he had imagined.
"Ah Xing, don't be so cold. Don't treat me like this. It hurts me so much."
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