Chapter 2609

"Director Liu, it's me." Tong Lan's unique voice rang out over the phone.

Upon hearing it was Tong Lan, Zhao Desan immediately seemed like a different person, enthusiastically smiling: "Oh, it's Sister Tong? What made you think of calling me?"

"I just woke up, nothing going on, so I called to ask what Brother Comrade Xiao Zhao is doing? Are you busy? Today is Sunday, you shouldn't be busy, right?" Tong Lan smiled gently, answering her own question.

Zhao Desan laughed and said: "Not very busy today, how about you, Sister Tong?"

"I'm definitely not busy during the day, but there are too many people at the bar on weekend nights, so I'll be a bit busy tonight." Tong Lan smiled tenderly, "If Comrade Xiao Zhao has nothing to do tonight, come to the bar for a drink? I... want to see you." Tong Lan was subtly expressing her longing for Zhao Desan over the phone.

Hearing Tong Lan say this, Zhao Desan felt a bit itchy in his heart; he felt the same way. Ever since he had seen Tong Lan alone last weekend, his heart had been completely hooked by this pretty and charming woman. If it hadn't been for the effort he spent dealing with Chen Man's pregnancy this past week, he would have truly felt like every day was a year of torment. Receiving a call from the stunning, mature woman who made his heart race, Zhao Desan suddenly felt that "a day apart is like three autumns," and almost without thinking, he said: "I shouldn't have anything to do tonight. If there's nothing important, I'll go to the bar for a drink."

"If you come, bring your friends along. It's more atmospheric and lively with more people," Tong Lan smiled gently.

"Sure, no problem." Zhao Desan laughed readily.

Tong Lan smiled sweetly on the other end of the line and became interested in his plans for the day, asking: "Brother Comrade Xiao Zhao, do you have any plans for the day?"

"No." Zhao Desan blurted out.

"Then I'll treat you to lunch. I wonder if Brother Comrade Xiao Zhao would do me the honor?" Tong Lan revealed her desire to have lunch with Zhao Desan.

Zhao Desan thought for a moment, thinking that he had no plans for lunch anyway, and since the great beauty had this intention, he couldn't ask for more. Overjoyed, he smiled, trying to suppress his excitement, and said: "Okay, where are we eating?"

"Come to Zhongshan Road. There's a restaurant here that makes pretty good food. I'll wait for you here." Tong Lan lived on Zhongshan Road, and there was a small restaurant near her place that she considered quite delicious.

"Alright, I'll head over now?" Zhao Desan glanced at his watch and felt it was about time for lunch.

"Mm, then come over." Tong Lan said with a smile.

After finishing the call, Zhao Desan drove straight to Zhongshan Road in high spirits. On the way, he suddenly remembered Xu Min saying on the phone, "There's something I want to tell you," so he took out his phone again to call Xu Min, but the phone was turned off. Anxious to meet Tong Lan, he didn't think much of it, put his phone in the storage cabinet on the dashboard, and drove toward Zhongshan Road with excitement and agitation.

Along the way, thinking of Tong Lan's pretty face that exuded a worldly charm, Zhao Desan felt a bit itchy. Unfortunately, it was the weekend, and the traffic was terrible. Stop-and-go, it was driving Zhao Desan crazy. But fortunately, Zhao Desan managed to arrive there before twelve o'clock.

From afar, he saw Tong Lan standing on the side of the road wearing a dark green trench coat with a large round collar, her long, shiny black hair coiled behind her head. Her fair neck and earlobes gave a very fresh feeling, and her expression, which was calm and determined yet carried a hint of confusion, made one realize at a glance that she was a woman with a story.

How should one describe her? Compared to the fashionable young ladies passing by, Tong Lan undoubtedly exuded a unique temperament that was completely out of step with this era, as if she were a famous courtesan from the Republic of China who had traveled through time—cold, noble, elegant, charming, alluring... She combined too many virtues of various women, making Zhao Desan feel his heart race the moment he saw her from afar.

Staring at Tong Lan without blinking, Zhao Desan felt truly distracted. He slowly parked the car in front of Tong Lan, and she realized it was Zhao Desan, leaning over slightly to look into the car window, seeing him smiling at her.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Desan tried to appear calm, smiling as he waved to Tong Lan: "Sister Tong, have you been waiting long? Sorry, it's the weekend, and the traffic was terrible."

Tong Lan smiled, shook her head, and said: "No, I just arrived too."