Zhou Qingtang and An Wuyou lived peacefully for another week.
She was observing her in secret, and she knew she was being observed but pretended not to know; the two understood each other without saying a word.
"Sister Qingtang, there's something very important that the boss asked me to tell you."
Zhou Qingtang had readjusted to An Wuyou's habit of entering the office without knocking. She looked up at An Wuyou while looking at her computer.
"What's wrong?"
"Sister Li's child is sick, so she has to go home temporarily. She was supposed to accompany you to a very important banquet tonight for interpretation, but the boss said to entrust it to you and asked me to tell you."
"Okay, I understand." Zhou Qingtang calmly replied after listening. Accompanying the interpreter was one of her strongest areas, so there was nothing to worry about.
After Zhou Qingtang finished speaking, he was about to lower his head to continue his work when he noticed that An Wuyou was still there. "Is there anything else?"
“No…” An Wuyou answered quickly, but hesitated for a moment and then added in a low voice, “It’s just a little personal request.”
As she spoke, she made a very cute little gesture with her index finger and thumb.
Zhou Qingtang remained silent, tilting her head slightly to look at An Wuyou with a hint of doubt, her meaning not obvious, just say it directly.
"Could you take me with you to the banquet tonight, Sister Qingtang...?"
Seeing that Zhou Qingtang didn't speak, An Wuyou assumed she was in a difficult position and quickly added, "It's okay if you can't! I just want to practice a little bit with you, Sister Qingtang..."
"Can."
"Huh?" An Wuyou was visibly confused and adorably bewildered when she suddenly heard Zhou Qingtang's agreement.
Realizing what had happened, she quickly thanked her, "Thank you, Sister Qingtang! I will definitely study hard!"
As he spoke, he even gave himself a very energetic cheer.
Looking at the little girl who seemed especially excited because of her agreement, Zhou Qingtang's lips unconsciously curved into a deeper smile.
It was just a small thing, but it made her so happy.
Whether An Wuyou accompanies her or not makes no difference to Zhou Qingtang, but she is used to acting alone.
But seeing An Wuyou cautiously asking her, and trying her best to hide her inner desire for her to agree, the word "okay" slipped out unconsciously.
For some reason, An Wuyou felt that Zhou Qingtang's smile today seemed different from usual, and there seemed to be a hint of emotion in his eyes.
Her smiles in the past, though genuine, always seemed fake because her eyes lacked emotion. But today is different.
An Wuyou felt this was a great step forward. Didn't this mean her recent efforts hadn't been in vain? At least she was slowly accepting herself, wasn't she?
It's rare that An Wuyou, who's usually so incredibly shy, would feel embarrassed because of Zhou Qingtang's smile.
"Sister Qingtang, do you want... do you want to eat? I made it myself!" An Wuyou stammered a little because she was shy.
"Okay!" Zhou Qingtang was so beautiful that everyone was unconsciously drawn to her when she smiled, even An Wuyou was not immune.
Zhou Qingtang was unusually easy to talk to today, even agreeing to An Wuyou's invitation to have dinner together.
The moment An Wuyou met Zhou Qingtang's gaze, her face instantly flushed red.
Tell me, who can resist a stunningly beautiful woman smiling at you? Especially one who only smiles at you.
Anyway, An Wuyou, a young girl just entering society, couldn't resist. She even doubted her own sexual orientation. What should she do? Sister Qingtang's smile is too cool.
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"Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you too!"
That evening, Zhou Qingtang was meeting with a couple from England who were there to attend a business dinner. Because of the language barrier, they needed a translator.
The banquet hall was very large. The men were all dressed in suits and ties, while the women wore all kinds of beautiful evening gowns. Zhou Qingtang followed the British couple, helping them translate what the other was saying and conveying their requests.
Zhou Qingtang speaks English with an exceptionally pleasant voice. In addition to her pleasant voice, every move she makes is exceptionally elegant and captivating.
Although she wasn't wearing a haute couture gown or anything like that, but just a smart women's suit, she still outshone all the other women in the room.
An Wuyou followed Zhou Qingtang, looking at her with sparkling eyes like a little fangirl.
No, she was originally a big fan of Sister Qingtang.
The woman in the couple seemed to have seen someone she knew, and she led her husband toward that place.
Zhou Qingtang and the others naturally followed suit.
"Hi~ Dahlia!"
The British lady did indeed see an acquaintance, and upon seeing Dahlia, she excitedly gave her a hug.
They were both British and communicated in their native language, so Zhou Qingtang didn't need to translate. Zhou Qingtang relaxed for a while, but he still listened to their conversation.
As they chatted, the woman named Dahlia mentioned her translator, and Zhou Qingtang's eyes naturally followed the direction she was pointing.
An Wuyou is also one of them.
Ms. Dahlia's translator accompanied her husband on business trips with other people.
An Wuyou also knew that translator; his name was Shang Hua, and he was quite famous in the translation field, fluent in multiple languages.
If An Wuyou remembered correctly, he seemed to be over forty years old, but he really didn't look it; people would probably believe he was thirty.
An Wuyou was about to share her thoughts with Zhou Qingtang, wondering how he could look so young and how he maintained his youthful appearance.
But when An Wuyou turned around, she was startled by the expression on Zhou Qingtang's face.
The gentle smile that used to greet everyone was gone from her face, not even a forced one. Her expression was cold, her eyes empty, and there was a deathly stillness within them.
Zhou Qingtang now doesn't seem like a living person; he looks more like a dead one.
An Wuyou was afraid that she might do something impulsive at any moment.
This was the first time An Wuyou had seen genuine emotions in Zhou Qingtang that weren't something she was deliberately putting on for others.
The psychologist said that this kind of emotional expression is a good thing, but An Wuyou couldn't feel happy at all looking at Zhou Qingtang like this.
She watched Zhou Qingtang's every move with worry in her eyes. It seemed that the conversation over there had ended, and Dahlia's husband came over with a translator.
As they approached, An Wuyou noticed that the deathly aura emanating from Zhou Qingtang was becoming increasingly severe, and she was even trembling all over.
"Sister Qingtang..." An Wuyou whispered to Zhou Qingtang, wanting to let her know that she was by her side.
Zhou Qingtang was pulled back to her senses by the voice in her ear, but her eyes were still empty when she looked at An Wuyou.
With her last shred of reason, she said, "I'm going to the restroom. You can translate from now on."
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