It was September.
The Sycamore Street behind Sheng Heng Corp was filled with people.
The sound of peddlers pushing their carts along the road mixed with the sound of people engaging in a conversation made the scene especially lively.
The osmanthus trees planted on both sides of the road bloomed under the urging of autumn, emitting a rich fragrance.
A gust of wind blew past, making Lin Jiao subconsciously tighten her jacket.
She walked into a rice noodle shop and found Pei Yilan, who was playing with her phone by the window.
âAre you talking to him over WeChat again?â
Pei Yilan was startled to hear Lin Jiaoâs voice.
She looked up at that beautiful face and gestured for her to sit down. âJiaojiao, he agreed to watch a movie with me!â
Lin Jiao clicked her tongue. âHow rare.â
In the past month, Pei Yilan had asked Jiang Ye out at least five times, but he always put it off, saying that he was busy.
She was beginning to wonder if he was doing it on purpose.
âAll the actors are busy. Itâs understandable.â Pei Yilan looked at the chat history twice more.
âWhen is your date?â
âThe day after tomorrow.â She smiled brightly. âWeâll dine together before going to see the movie.â
âHe booked a restaurant?â
âThatâs right. He sent me the location.â
âGood.â Lin Jiao picked up the menu on the table and ordered two bowls of beef noodles. âWhat do you plan to do next?â
âGet him!â
Lin Jiao was speechless.
âIâm just joking.â Pei Yilan held her arm and thought for a moment. âIâll see how our first date goes first.â
Lin Jiao replied, âDonât develop too quickly.â
âIs holding hands considered fast?â
âDo you really want to hold his hand that badly?â
âYes.â She thought of her dream last night and her eyes lit up. âI want him to wear a suit and let me pull his tie.â
Lin Jiao facefalmed.
She picked up the glass and took two sips of lemonade to change the topic. âAre you free this vacation? Letâs go to Paris.â
âWith whom?â
âUncle and Qu Shao.â
Pei Yilan was speechless.
She was not in a hurry to refuse. After asking Pei Zhi why he brought them to Paris, she said, âIâm not sure yet.â
âIs there anything else you are busy with?â Lin Jiao pushed the rice noodle to her.
âI want to go skiing with him.â
âDid you talk to him about it?â
âNot yet.â Pei Yilan picked up her chopsticks. âIâll discuss it with him the day after tomorrow. If heâs not available, Iâll go with you.â
Lin Jiao looked at her eager eyes and swallowed back what was on the tip of her tongue, which was âfriendship before loveâ.
She retracted her gaze and lowered her head to eat the rice noodles. âI hope he wonât refuse your invitation.â
âI hope so too.â
Pei Yilan could not stop making foolish giggles.
Perhaps because she was in a good mood, she hugged Lin Jiao before returning to the PR department. âJiaojiao, wait for my good news.â
âOkay.â Lin Jiao shook her head and laughed.
After the elevator arrived, she walked softly to her desk.
âArenât you going to take a nap?â Feng Yunjie asked curiously when she saw her pick up the laptop.
âI want to make a proposal.â
âThe one you have to hand in tomorrow?â
âYeah.â Lin Jiao was afraid of disturbing her colleagues, so she went to the resting area alone to work on it.
She stared at the screen for half an hour until she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen which forced her to stop.
A moment later, there was a loud sound of objects falling to the ground..
After successfully copying the proposal, the woman picked up the phone on the ground and snuck out.