Song Rongrong has been working at the TV station for more than half a year. She is quick-witted and efficient, and everyone in the office has a good impression of her.
Zhang Shu recently moved out of her house and wants to live on her own, so she asked Song Rongrong if she was planning to share an apartment with her.
"Rongrong, think about it. If you move out, your parents won't be able to control you anymore, and you can do whatever you want."
The two were coming down the stairs from the third floor, preparing to leave the TV station after get off work.
Song Rongrong shook her head, "I don't plan on that for now. Shushu, where do you plan to rent a house?"
"Anywhere near the TV station, please." Zhang Shu looked troubled. "The main problem is, you don't know, my parents are pressuring me to get married like crazy. What's the rush? The more you rush, the less likely you are to find a good man!"
Song Rongrong patted Zhang Shu on the shoulder, "Take it slow, wait for fate. My parents haven't mentioned this."
Zhang Shu blinked. "By the way, has that person come looking for you yet?"
Back in March, Yan Huai came to the TV station several times to pick up Song Rongrong from get off work, but Song Rongrong never gave him a friendly look.
After Zhang Shu pressed her for a long time, Song Rongrong finally told her about Yan Huai and Tong Tong's past. As far as she was concerned, the matter was in the past, and she would not go back to an old flame.
Song Rongrong shook her head: "No, not at all."
Zhang Shu hissed, "Rongrong, you know, Yan Huai cheated on you a year before you went abroad, and he's been pursuing you for over four years now, and he still hasn't given up."
Song Rongrong raised an eyebrow and laughed in exasperation, "He's probably just resentful, or maybe no other girl likes him."
Zhang Shu squinted slightly, "You know, people always only realize their mistakes after they've lost something. Why didn't they do it sooner?"
Song Rongrong has a rather aloof personality and doesn't like socializing. Her old colleagues in the office have all witnessed her arguing with Tong Tong in the past. The men at the TV station like Song Rongrong but don't dare to pursue her, afraid they won't be able to handle her. Moreover, Song Rongrong is a local from the capital, owns a house, and is a sophisticated woman who has returned from studying abroad, making those men even less likely to pursue her.
Just as she reached the bottom of the stairs, someone suddenly called out to her from the front.
"Song Rongrong, I...I have a few words I want to say to you."
Ahead, a tall young man called out to Song Rongrong, his face tense and ears red.
Zhang Shu raised her eyebrows at Song Rongrong and whispered, "The evening newspaper reporter's name is Kong Boxue."
Song Rongrong: "Wait for me outside, it should be quick."
Zhang Shu: "Hmm, okay, okay."
It was rush hour, and when Kong Boxue called out like that, his colleagues nearby all cast gossipy glances at him.
Song Rongrong coughed lightly, "Is there something you need?"
Kong Boxue: "I... let's go somewhere less crowded."
When they reached the flower bed, Kong Boxue's face turned even redder. "I..."
Song Rongrong glanced at her watch. "Just say what you have to say."
Kong Boxue was a shy man, tall and strong, and couldn't speak for a long time.
As time ticked by, Kong Boxue stamped his foot and gritted his teeth: "Song Rongrong, I like you. Shall we try dating?"
From the moment Song Rongrong arrived at the flower bed, she had already prepared her words of refusal.
Just as she was about to speak, Kong Boxue continued, "Song Rongrong, I've been following you ever since you joined the TV station last year, but I've never dared to express my feelings. I... I've thought about it for a long time, and I really like you. Shall we give it a try?"
When Song Rongrong met Kong Boxue's sincere gaze, she suddenly choked up.
She pursed her lips. "...I'm sorry, Kong Boxue, I don't have any other plans for the time being. I just want to focus on my work."
Kong Boxue opened his mouth, never expecting that his first confession would be so ruthlessly rejected.
"I……"
Song Rongrong's eyes were filled with guilt. "I'm sorry, you... like someone else, don't you?"
Song Rongrong felt that her tone was very gentle, at least a hundred times gentler than when she rejected Yan Huai, but Kong Boxue still showed a hurt expression.
"I...it's okay, it's okay if you don't like it, I...liking you is just my own business, I'll adjust myself." Song Rongrong wondered if it was just her imagination, but she could hear a hint of sobbing in her voice.
Song Rongrong sighed inwardly and said, "I've heard other colleagues mention that there's a reporter named Kong at the Evening News who is very capable and kind-hearted. So this isn't your problem. I just don't have any plans to date. I'm sorry."
Upon hearing Song Rongrong's words, Kong Boxue felt embarrassed. "It's nothing. I hope I haven't caused you any trouble. Well... I'll be going now."
Song Rongrong nodded.
Kong Boxue looked calm at the moment, but he almost tripped and fell when he turned around. After regaining his balance, he quickly left and almost ran when he was about to get out of the big iron gate.
Song Rongrong: "..."
The next moment, Zhang Shu poked her head out from the bottom of the stairs on the first floor, "Let's go?"
Song Rongrong walked over, and the two walked side by side toward the large iron gate.
"Another young man's heart has been broken."
Song Rongrong smiled and punched Zhang Shu on the shoulder, "What are you saying?"
Zhang Shu: "I heard that Kong Boxue's family is quite wealthy, and his father is apparently a factory director."
Song Rongrong shrugged. "Whatever, I don't feel anything."
As soon as the two stepped out of the large iron gate, a familiar yet irritating voice rang out.
"Rongrong!"
Song Rongrong paused, then pulled Zhang Shu away quickly.
"Song Rongrong!"
Song Rongrong, unable to bear it any longer, turned around angrily and said, "Yan Huai, are you out of your mind?"
Yan Huai quickly walked up to Song Rongrong. "Rongrong, there's a new movie out recently. Want to go see it together? It's an international one."
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