Lu Zhe and Tang Qi drove for less than a kilometer before arriving at the familiar apartment building.
When they got out of the car, Lu Zhe picked her up in his arms again.
From the roadside to the building, and then to the elevator, Lu Zhe held her the whole time, and his breathing remained steady.
As the elevator ascended, Tang Qi couldn't help but ask, "Am I too light, or are you just too healthy?"
Lu Zhe: "There are both reasons, I guess. By the way, how much do you weigh now?"
Tang Qi snorted, "We may be good friends, but we can't just say whatever we want."
Lu Zhe smiled and said, "You're so light, you must weigh less than 100 pounds. What's there to be embarrassed about?"
Tang Qi: "I just can't say it!"
Lu Zhe: "Fine, if you don't want to say, then don't. I'll just guess 90 jin."
Tang Qi immediately protested, "I don't weigh ninety pounds!"
Lu Zhe: "That means less than ninety. But it can't be too small either. At least, although you're thin, you're not sickly thin. You're more like petite, cute, and flat-chested..."
Tang Qi couldn't help but grab his neck: "You mean Ping!"
Although his neck was being strangled, the girl was too weak, and Lu Zhe didn't feel any difficulty breathing; he even had a smile on his face.
He said, seemingly in a serious tone, "I only said it was flat, I didn't say where it was flat."
Tang Qi: "Where else could it be flat? Do you think I'm stupid?!"
Lu Zhe: "Sigh, alright, since you've already confessed... But speaking of which, I also confirmed it last night, there..."
Tang Qi: "Don't you dare say it's a draw!"
Lu Zhe: "Okay, okay, not fair. Strictly speaking, it can't really be called fair. I should say that the pigeon egg is quite cute."
Tang Qi was furious: "What do you mean by 'pigeon egg'?!"
Lu Zhe: "Hmm, eggs..."
"It's not an egg either!" Tang Qi corrected angrily. "At the very least, it should be a steamed bun!"
Lu Zhe struggled to suppress his laughter: "Wangzai Little Buns..."
Before he could finish speaking, a pair of small pink fists landed on his chest. Unfortunately, the force was insufficient, so Lu Zhe didn't feel any pain, only a sense of cuteness.
As they were talking, the two had already reached the door, opened it, and went inside.
Lu Zhe carried her directly into the living room and placed her on the sofa. Then, he took off the girl's sneakers and took her back to the entryway to change her shoes.
When Lu Zhe was taking off Tang Qi's shoes, he kept his head down and naturally couldn't see the way the young lady was staring at him—those big, watery eyes were full of happiness and warmth.
But when Lu Zhe changed into his slippers and came back to sit on the sofa, he saw the girl pouting again, looking unhappy.
Tang Qi: "What did you just say about pigeon eggs and Want Want Little Buns... Apologize, you have to apologize!"
Lu Zhe: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, it's definitely not a pigeon egg, nor is it a Want Want Little Bun."
Tang Qi nodded, but after a couple of seconds, she couldn't help but ask again, "Then what do you think it should be?"
Lu Zhe thought for a moment and said, "There's not much to describe. Anyway, it's not a large-scale facility, but the feel is excellent and unforgettable."
Tang Qi blushed slightly: "Does it... really feel that good?"
Lu Zhe nodded very seriously.
Of course, he wouldn't say that Xia Xiaobing's touch was actually better. But in his opinion, small has its advantages. Precisely because it's small, Little Rainbow Candy has its own unique charm, possessing an unparalleled cuteness.
Tang Qi blushed, opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed her words back with shyness.
This puzzled her. She had spent several years with Lu Zhe before her rebirth, and they were already completely open with each other. So why was she acting shy like an inexperienced little girl now?
Lu Zhe suddenly stood up: "Let me turn on the TV and game console for you, then I should go."
Tang Qi asked with some reluctance, "Are you leaving already?"
Lu Zhe: "Of course, it's still working hours. Even if you're slacking off, you have to stay at your workstation and not leave for too long."
Tang Qi bit her lower lip, hesitated for two seconds, and whispered, "Should we refresh our senses again?"
Lu Zhe: "..."
Tang Qi: "Don't you want it?"
Lu Zhe cleared his throat, looking every bit the gentleman, but his actions betrayed his true intentions.
He sat back down on the sofa.
After all, it's just a matter of getting back into the swing of things, it won't take more than a few minutes.
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"...So that's how this project is going. The client is quite satisfied with our technology."
In the president's office, Mao Kai stood straight in front of the desk and finished reporting on the recent work progress.
Xia Xiaobing nodded: "Then there's no problem. You can continue to follow up, and let me know if anything happens."
“Understood,” Mao Kai thought for a moment and then said, “What about Xiao Qiu’s project? Don’t I need to keep an eye on it?”
Xia Xiaobing said calmly, "I'll keep an eye on it myself."
Mao Kai said seriously, "I understand."
Xia Xiaobing tapped the keyboard, glanced at the screen, and said, "Then you can continue with your work. Oh, and call Xue Xiaodie over for me; I need to talk to her about something."
Mao Kai nodded, turned around, and pushed open the door to leave.
Xia Xiaobing looked at the screen. The screen displayed the company's live surveillance footage.
She noticed that Lu Zhe's seat was empty. Xue Xiaodie, engrossed in her drawing, seemed completely oblivious.
Xia Xiaobing rewound the tape to confirm—Lu Zhe left his seat more than half an hour ago and hasn't returned yet.
What did he go to do? Go to the toilet?
The icy, mature woman remained lost in thought until the door opened again, and Xue Xiaodie's voice rang out:
"Mr. Xia, you called me?"
Xia Xiaobing looked up at the girl and said, "Let's talk on the sofa."
Xue Xiaodie sat obediently on the sofa.
Xia Xiaobing paused for a few seconds before asking, "How's work lately?"
Xue Xiaodie replied, "The new draft is almost finished, and I can show it to you before I leave work today."
Xia Xiaobing raised an eyebrow slightly: "Pretty efficient."
Xue Xiaodie smiled and said, "Of course, I must complete the tasks assigned by President Xia diligently."
Xia Xiaobing then asked, seemingly casually, "Did you communicate with Lu Zhe when you were drawing?"
Xue Xiaodie thought for a moment and replied, "We communicated a little, but it was mainly me who was thinking about it. Because painting this is a rather personal creative process, it's hard for others to help much."
Xia Xiaobing: "By the way, why don't you call Lu Zhe over? Let's have a chat."
Xue Xiaodie nodded, stood up, pushed open the door, and walked out.
Xia Xiaobing fell into deep thought—Xue Xiaodie's reaction indicated that she hadn't noticed Lu Zhe had been away from his workstation for thirty or forty minutes. But was she really that diligent in her work? Did she really not notice?
Soon, Xue Xiaodie returned: "President Xia, Lu Zhe is not at his workstation, and I don't know where he went."
Xia Xiaobing smiled and said, "Then please give him a call and ask him."
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