Chapter 74 Bless them, they are a match made in heaven.
According to the plan, this day was the day to depart for Ju County for an inspection.
Tang Yi got out of bed early in the morning and put on the black knitted dress that was placed at the foot of the bed, which she had prepared in advance the night before.
She pushed open the door, and a delicious aroma wafted towards her. Zhang Minglang was already up, happily preparing breakfast in the kitchen, the eggs sizzling under the spatula.
Tang Yi came out after washing up, just as Zhang Minglang was placing the plates on the dining table. He looked up and saw Tang Yi, and said with a smile, "You've come at the right time, sit down and have breakfast."
Tang Yi squinted, scrutinizing his attire. Underneath the apron was a black turtleneck sweater, the fabric clinging tightly to his shoulders and back, clearly showing off his muscular physique.
She suddenly remembered what Xu Xiaoxiao had said to her before.
A black turtleneck sweater is one of the most flamboyant garments a man can wear.
Tang Yi pulled out a chair and sat down, but her eyes were still on him.
A light pink apron was tied around his neck and waist, covering a well-fitting black turtleneck, which, combined with Zhang Minglang's face and his bright eyes, made him stand out.
Tang Yi had to admit that the clothes did indeed make him look that way.
Zhang Minglang was delighted that Tang Yi had recognized his fitness progress. He casually pulled out a chair and sat down next to her, propping himself up on the table with his forearms and leaning forward until his nose was just inches away from Tang Yi's.
He smiled and said, "You've been looking at me for so long, you can't let me get away with it, can you?"
Tang Yi raised an eyebrow, leaned forward, and said, word by word, "If you want to sleep in the guest room alone again tomorrow, feel free to make your request."
Zhang Minglang instantly recalled last night when Tang Yi grabbed the doorknob and braced her foot against the door, refusing to let him in no matter what.
Last night, he clasped his hands together and said, "Please, Tang Yi, I promise I will never talk nonsense at the company again, and I will never say anything carelessly in front of that little guy. Please, have mercy and let me in."
Tang Yi said expressionlessly, "Don't even think about it, it's too late."
Zhang Minglang deeply regretted the wrongdoings he had committed throughout the day and vowed never to repeat them. However, the hard-hearted Tang Yi was determined and would not soften her stance this time.
So, the person who had just indulged in sex the day before received a completely different treatment the next night, and spent the night alone in the guest room in a miserable state.
Therefore, he decided to get up early the next morning, which is now, to make breakfast for his girlfriend, hoping to win her back and have the punishment lifted ahead of schedule.
Thinking of this, Zhang Minglang obediently stepped back into his seat.
His attempt to kiss her failed, and he risked continuing to be alone for the night. He remained silent, simply burying his head in his breakfast.
Tang Yi was very satisfied with this.
The two quickly finished breakfast and then left Xiaobai at the pet store again on the way. Fearing that Tangyi might have another allergic reaction, Zhang Minglang took the cat carrier and went into the store.
The shop assistant was the same one who had handed the cat to Tang Yi a few months ago. Seeing Zhang Minglang walk in, she asked疑惑地, "Hey, Mr. Zhang, didn't you say last time you shouldn't send Xiaobai over so often anymore? Is your girlfriend having an allergic reaction again?"
Zhang Minglang shook his head, and unusually, he raised the corners of his mouth in front of the shop assistant, looking very happy: "I went out with my girlfriend today and didn't have time to take care of it."
The shop assistant took Xiaobai with a warm, motherly smile, flipping through the register as she casually remarked, "You could have a friend take care of it for a day, but it's too much trouble to make the trip. Didn't you usually keep it with Mr. Zhou and Ms. Tang?"
So he kept laughing, but didn't say anything.
"Found it, just sign here!" The clerk finally turned to the corresponding page. She pushed the list in front of Zhang Minglang and handed him a pen.
Zhang Minglang uncapped his pen and signed his name with a flourish, his relaxed mood leaping off the paper and imprinted onto the thin sheet with each stroke of the pen.
He capped the pen and handed it back. He had already turned to leave, but for some reason, a strong joy suddenly welled up inside him, accompanied by an inexplicable urge to share.
He listened to his heart and decisively turned his head. The shop assistant, thinking he had something else to say, also turned around to listen attentively.
Zhang Minglang's lips were still curved in a smile, his face full of triumphant elation.
His voice was a little unsteady, mixed with a thick, barely suppressed laugh: "My girlfriend, Ms. Tang. I'm going out with her today, so I can't leave Xiaobai with her."
He finished speaking without pausing for breath, and the shop assistant paused for two seconds, then his eyes lit up. Zhang Minglang got the "Congratulations" he wanted.
He nodded: "I'm in a hurry to leave. If we get married, I'll give you wedding candy. Thank you for taking care of me."
Zhang Minglang glanced one last time at Xiaobai, who was lying quietly in the cat carrier, then turned and left. Before he even lifted the curtain, he vaguely heard excited voices behind him: "Holy crap! Did you hear that?! That beautiful girl who picked up Xiaobai last time is dating this handsome guy! Yeah, yeah, I said they were a perfect match last time..."
As Zhang Minglang walked out of the store, he exuded confidence.
He and Tang Yi were indeed a match made in heaven, blessed by everyone.
After reaching this conclusion, the sense of pride and joy lingered until he opened the car door, climbed in, sat down, and buckled his seatbelt; the smile on his face didn't fade for a long time.
Tang Yi looked at him and saw that he was inexplicably energetic after going out for a while. She wanted to laugh and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"
Zhang Minglang fastened the seatbelt with a click. His eyes were bright; he seemed to have forgotten all warnings and rules. He pressed down the seatbelt in front of him with one hand, and reached out with the other to stroke the back of Tang Yi's head, guiding her forward.
Tang Yi's eyes widened slightly. Before she could react, Zhang Minglang leaned over and kissed her lips hard.
The sound was a soft "pop," devoid of any sexual desire.
The touch of their lips was fleeting. Zhang Minglang pulled away, smiling as he looked into her eyes: "Because just now, I reached an exciting conclusion."
The conclusion is that Zhang Minglang and Tang Yi are a match made in heaven.
Tang leaned back to his seat, turned to look at Zhang Minglang, who was gripping the steering wheel and humming a tune in such a good mood, and then touched his lips with a few fingers.
What a baffling person.
She thought this to herself, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile along with his.
It's all his fault.
The two arrived at the company a little late because they had gone to the pet store to drop off Xiaobai. For the first time, Zhang Minglang didn't have to argue with Tang Yi and took the initiative to arrive at the company at a different time than her.
After meeting Fang Zhen, the three of them held a short meeting. Tang Yi pointed out the purpose of their trip today, the main locations involved, and various precautions.
Zhang Minglang nodded very cooperatively, his easygoing nature even astonishing Fang Zhen, who was standing to the side.
Has Mr. Zhang finally changed his ways? He's actually stopped spouting nonsense.
Tang Yi continued speaking, while Fang Zhen's gaze drifted, and after pondering for a long time, she concluded: Today's inspection was extremely important; even President Zhang had begun to take it seriously!
Fang Zhen suddenly felt a surge of excitement. She abruptly straightened up and slammed the ballpoint pen on the table with a click. However, she didn't hold on tightly, and the pen slipped from her hand, tracing a graceful arc in the air before landing heavily on the table in front of Tang Yi.
Fang Zhen turned into a quail in a second.
Tang Yi stopped talking and quietly looked at Fang Zhen, who had her head down: "Fang Zhen, tell me where I was?"
Fang Zhen was busy thinking about it; Fang Zhen didn't know.
Tang Yi turned her attention to Zhang Minglang, who seemed quite serious: "What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Minglang placed his hand, which had been supporting his chin, flat on the table, folding it over his shoulder, like a primary school student who had been daydreaming in class but was called on by the teacher: "Hmm?"
Tang Yi closed her eyes resignedly.
None of them are easy to deal with.
After completing all the preparations, the three of them boarded the pre-arranged car and headed to Ju County.
Fang Zhen felt a bit carsick on the way. Tang Yi gave her a motion sickness pill that she had prepared in advance. She then sat listlessly in the passenger seat, propping her head up, but chatted idly with the driver.
The driver focused on driving, Fang Zhen focused on resting, and Zhang Minglang focused on holding Tang Yi's hand, kneading it like clay, sometimes letting go, sometimes clenching, sometimes lifting it, sometimes lowering it. Finally, Tang Yi got annoyed: "You start messing around as soon as you leave the house, don't you?"
Zhang Minglang, on the contrary, seemed aggrieved and lowered his voice: "Didn't you say we can't hold hands at the company? We're not at the company now."
Tang Yi: "Is that what I meant? I meant..."
Zhang Minglang put a finger to his lips, gave a long "shh," and pointed to the driver and Fang Zhen sitting in the front row.
"Be careful not to get caught," he said deliberately.
Tang Yi was actually embarrassed by what she had said. She nodded and simply turned her face to look out the window.
Zhang Minglang continued to squeeze her fingers and whispered, "When will you let me hold your hand openly?"
Tang Yi chuckled and turned her head: "Next life."
The two bickered and argued all the way, going back and forth between scolding and coaxing each other, thinking they had kept it a secret. In reality, Fang Zhen, who was in front, had inevitably heard everything from the very first word they uttered.
Mr. Zhang really can't keep this a secret forever; if he keeps it hidden like this, he'll be found out sooner or later. This, at least, fulfills his wish.
She glanced at the driver who was focused on driving and decided to lend them a hand. Despite feeling a little dizzy, she started chatting with the driver, moving on to one topic after another, mainly to confuse him and distract him from the conversation between the two people in the back.
Fang Zhen: "Master, your driving skills are so good, I don't feel dizzy at all!"
The driver scratched his head: "Didn't I just see you taking motion sickness medicine?"
Fang Zhen felt awkward for a moment, then heard the sound of a zipper being pulled open behind him. Immediately afterwards, Tang Yi's soft voice came through.
Her eyes widened.
What are you doing!
Why is your jacket zipped up?!
She didn't really listen to what Tang Yi was saying; she just sighed inwardly, her heart pounding, and didn't dare turn her head away.
Goddess Tang, you're such a meticulous person when you're working, how could you forget that besides her being the only person in the know, there was also the company-appointed driver in the car!
Ever since Tang Yi confronted her, Fang Zhen had vowed to become the love protector for Secretary Tang and President Zhang. In her haste to avoid her mentor overhearing, the words slipped out of her mouth without her thinking.
However, for some reason, she unfortunately stumbled upon a moment when Tang Yi and Zhang Minglang were chatting. The whole car was quiet, and only her voice echoed in the air.
"Master, what do you do for a living?"
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
Driver: "Huh?"
Fang Zhen closed his eyes for a long time, shut his mouth, and silently looked out the window.
Yu Guangzhong glimpsed through the gap between the seat and the car door that Tang Yi was putting the documents back into her bag in the back seat, and the familiar sound of a zipper rang out again.
Fang Zhen stiffly withdrew her gaze, really wanting to give her brain, which was filled with lewd thoughts, a good whack.
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