Chapter 121

The employees left work one after another.

The bustling office instantly became quiet.

Tang Song looked at his partner's beautiful profile and suddenly asked, "Are you very happy?"

Gao Mengting leaned her perky buttocks against the desk, scanned the surroundings, and sighed with emotion, "Yeah, finally reached this step. It's really good."

After speaking, a satisfied smile rose between her brows and eyes.

"Then do you want a passionate hug to celebrate?" Tang Song opened his arms.

Gao Mengting turned her head, "In your dreams."

"So stingy. It wasn't easy to wear couple outfits, and you won't even give me this much face."

"I just won't give it!"

…

The sunset outside the window shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dyeing the entire office golden yellow.

The two leaned shoulder-to-shoulder against the desk, chatting, laughing, and playfully bickering, using this way to express the joy in their hearts.

The sky gradually darkened, and their shadows were reflected on the glass curtain wall, leaning very close.

Tang Song gently patted Gao Mengting's back and laughed, "Let's go, partner. Let's go eat something good together. You pick the place, and I'll treat."

Feeling the warmth on her back, Gao Mengting's body stiffened, and she pretended to be nonchalant, "There's a Western restaurant near where I live that's not bad. How about we go there to eat something?"

"Fine. After eating, we can just go to your place to sit for a while and chat about recent reading insights."

…

Arriving at the underground parking garage.

Looking at the grand and elegant Mercedes-Benz S450L in front of her, Gao Mengting suddenly said, "Tang Zong, how about I be your driver for once?"

"Sure." Tang Song smiled and tossed the car keys over.

Gao Mengting reached out and caught them with great tacit understanding.

She pressed the unlock button.

The Mercedes-Benz lights lit up instantly, and streams of flowing light appeared in the basement, like a meteor shower.

Gao Mengting's eyes were bright, "The digital headlights are really beautiful! More dazzling than the videos online."

After sighing with emotion a few times, she discussed the car's parameters with Tang Song again.

Gao Mengting opened the door of the Wuling Hongguang next to it, took out a pair of flat-soled thick-heeled leather shoes, and changed into them.

She sat in the driver's seat, touched the interior trim, and started the car.

The Mercedes-Benz S drove steadily out of the underground parking garage and merged into the traffic.

She actually likes cars very much; otherwise, she wouldn't have spent so much money modifying the Wuling Hongguang.

The night grew darker, and the lights began to twinkle.

Gao Mengting held the steering wheel with both hands and casually clicked the music playback button.

Soft and pleasant music echoed in the car cabin through the Burmester sound system.

"BGM: The moonlight is hazy

Sending you off with wine and a clear breeze

Too many poems and praises

Drunken dreams and death are also empty..."

Tang Song leaned against the back of the passenger seat, looking at the bright crescent moon on the horizon, and opened a crack in the car window.

Embracing the May breeze.

Gao Mengting smiled and also lowered the car window; her fluffy long hair immediately drifted out.

She followed the singing of Xianzi in the sound system.

Singing softly, drunk on the clear breeze.

Tang Song tilted his body slightly, silently admiring her exquisite and graceful figure.

As the Mercedes-Benz drove away from the city center, the traffic on the road became much less.

"Ding-a-ling—" The phone rang suddenly, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the car.

Gao Mengting hurriedly paused the music.

Tang Song sat up straight, took out his phone to look, and raised his eyebrows.

It was his cousin, Yang Zihang, the son of his aunt.

He answered the phone, "Hello, cousin."

A familiar yet strange voice came from the receiver: "Xiao Song, you live in the Qingxin Garden residential area in the Huaxin District, right?"

Tang Song was stunned, "That's the place. What's wrong?"

"I'm back in my hometown to attend a relative's wedding, and my aunt asked me to bring you some things. I'm on the South Second Ring Road now, and I'll be at your residential area in about half an hour."

Tang Song checked his location and said, "No need, cousin. I'm on Huaian Road in the Qiaoxi District right now, which should be very close to you. Let's share our location in a bit and meet at the intersection ahead."

"Fine, that works. It saves me from having to drive back!"

Noticing Gao Mengting's curious gaze, Tang Song smiled, "My mom asked my cousin to bring me some things from my hometown. It should be food. You just keep driving forward; I'll navigate for you."

"Mm." Hearing that it was Tang Song's relative, Gao Mengting's breathing quickened a bit, and she suddenly felt a little nervous.

……

He hung up the phone.

Yang Zihang looked at the location information Tang Song sent and smiled at his younger sister, Yang Jiajia, "Tang Song happens to be nearby, only two or three kilometers away from us. I'll drive you back to school in a bit."

"That's great! Going back home was exhausting. I have to hurry back to the school dormitory to catch up on sleep." Yang Jiajia yawned and said, "By the way, I remember Tang Song worked in the Imperial Capital after graduation. Why did he suddenly return to Yancheng?"

"It should be because the Imperial Capital was too tiring. It's more relaxed here, closer to home, and the debts at my uncle's house have all been paid off."

Yang Jiajia nodded, "It really wasn't easy. During the New Year, I almost didn't recognize him. He had gained a lot of weight and looked haggard."

In her impression, her cousin Tang Song had always been quite handsome and very popular with girls when he was in school.

She didn't expect him to become like this.

"My aunt is busy introducing him to a partner and even asked me if there are any suitable female colleagues around me. Our company does have a few of similar age, and their looks are passable. However, they all have high requirements; a house in Yancheng is a must."

Yang Jiajia shook her head, "It's useless to introduce those. It's better to let me introduce a few classmates from school; at least there's a possibility of success."

The two chatted aimlessly.

The car drove into the intersection of Huaian Road and stopped in a spacious spot.

The brother and sister got out of the car.

Yang Zihang took a photo and shared it with Tang Song, leaving a message: "On the auxiliary road on the south side of the road, a black Passat with hazard lights on. You'll see it when you come over."

After sending the message, he took a large box out of the trunk and placed it on the ground.

Yang Jiajia squatted on the curb, took out her phone to chat with classmates, and complained about this trip home.

"Ding-dong—" The WeChat notification sounded.

Yang Zihang picked up his phone to look and smiled, "Tang Song is already on the other side of the road. He'll be here after making a U-turn at the intersection."

"Oh." Yang Jiajia stood up, stretched, and asked casually, "By the way, what car is Tang Song driving?"

"Don't know. Haven't heard of him buying a car. He should be taking a taxi." Yang Zihang took two steps forward and looked toward the intersection.

Just then, bright lights flooded their surroundings, stretching their shadows long.

"Beep-beep—" The horn sounded.

A silver car silhouette drove out of the night, slowly approaching them.

The paint surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a starry luster in the soft orange light of the street lamps.

The car body lines were smooth and elegant, and the wide front bumper and exquisite headlight design echoed each other, creating a strong visual impact.

Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

Yang Zihang immediately recognized the car's iconic front face and looked at it curiously.

Yang Jiajia stood up from the curb and yawned.

Soon, the Mercedes-Benz stopped steadily on the side of the road with its hazard lights on.

The passenger door was pushed open.

A tall and handsome boy walked out, wearing a white shirt, black suit pants, and black leather shoes, looking full of elite temperament.

"Cousin, Jiajia." The boy smiled and waved, walking up to them, "Sorry to trouble you for making the trip."

Yang Zihang was stunned. He looked at the Mercedes-Benz S, then at him, and said with a face full of surprise, "Tang Song, is it... you! How..."

"Haha, I've been losing weight lately and have lost quite a bit. Did you not recognize me?"

Yang Jiajia covered her mouth, looking at her cousin Tang Song in front of her in disbelief.

This change is too big, right? It's a bit like him in high school, just much more mature, with a better figure and more charm.

The key is the temperament he carries; it's really too great! It kills those little boys in school!

"Click—" The driver's door was opened, and Gao Mengting, having tidied her clothes and hair, finally walked out.

She took a deep breath, walked to Tang Song's side, showed a gentle smile on her face, waved her hand, and said, "Hello, good evening. I'm Tang Song's colleague, Gao Mengting."

Tang Song introduced, "This is my cousin Yang Zihang, and cousin Yang Jiajia."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Yang Zihang and Yang Jiajia hurriedly greeted her, their eyes staring blankly at the great beauty who walked out of the Mercedes-Benz.

White shirt, black hip-hugging skirt, black leather shoes.

Look at Tang Song again, a proper couple outfit, very well-matched!

For a moment, their heads were buzzing.

Good guy! Tang Song found a wealthy and beautiful girlfriend without making a sound?

Driving a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, what kind of family is this?