"Do you really think I'm such a petty person?"
Looking at Nangong Yu's unpleasant expression, Ling Hanyi had no way to express his bitterness.
He waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "No, President, you've misunderstood. That's not what I meant."
Nangong Yu lowered his eyes again, clearly not wanting to see him anymore, so he spoke directly, giving him the order to leave.
"Alright, Mr. Ling, you've been here long enough. This preliminary selection project is a huge undertaking. Mr. Ling, you should go back and prepare first, so as not to be caught off guard later."
Ling Hanyi opened his mouth, wanting to try again, but seeing that Nangong Yu didn't even look up at him, he could only leave dejectedly.
The sound of the door closing came from inside the office. Seeing that there was no one else there, Nangong Yu put down his work and picked up his personal phone.
Upon opening the message, he discovered that Song Yuli had not sent him any more messages, and his thick brows furrowed involuntarily.
Pressing the back button, Nangong Yu suddenly caught a glimpse of the green WeChat app out of the corner of his eye, and then he realized that he didn't have Song Yuli's WeChat account.
Thinking of this, he pursed his lips, then opened WeChat, clicked "Add Friend," opened his phone contacts, found Song Yuli's name, and pressed the "Add" button without hesitation.
Perhaps Song Yuli was in class at the time and did not add him in time. Nangong Yu was not annoyed. He directly opened her Moments. The first thing that caught his eye was a photo of him wearing an apron and cooking yesterday afternoon.
Nangong Yu was taken aback, somewhat puzzled.
Where did this photo come from?
Could it be that it was taken secretly?
Thinking of this possibility, he pursed his lips, then refreshed his screen, and a row of eye-catching words came into his view.
"Oh no, it's the feeling of falling in love!"
Upon seeing this sentence, Nangong Yu was stunned.
Looking at the accompanying picture below, he unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.
By posting this message along with his photo, doesn't that mean she's fallen for him?
Thinking of this, Nangong Yu felt happy. Recalling the serene face he saw when he woke up early that morning, his heart softened.
She fell for him just by cooking a meal. If they got married and he cooked for her every day, would she fall head over heels in love with him?
Thinking of this, a resolute glint flashed in Nangong Yu's eyes.
After they get married, he will definitely cook for her every day!
*
With only ten days left until the college entrance examination, the candidates are naturally making the most of every minute, and their books cannot leave their sight for even a moment. Therefore, when Song Yuli finally had a free hand to pick up her phone, she was already at home.
She opened her phone and saw a missed call. She frowned, then tapped on it and saw it was from one of her cousins.
She checked her messages and saw that Nangong Yu hadn't sent her any messages. She pouted and, somewhat annoyed, called her cousin back.
The call was quickly connected. Song Yuli opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Song Yuhan on the other end of the line spoke up impatiently.
"Sis, who's that guy you posted about on your WeChat Moments? Is he your boyfriend?"
Song Yuli hesitated for a moment, then nodded obediently: "Yes."
Song Yuhan's eyes lit up immediately on the other end of the phone, and her tone became more excited: "Is the person you're going to marry him?"
Song Yuli frowned slightly, bit her lip, and said, "Who told you I was getting married?"
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