Chapter 139: A Man's Appearance, A Wife's Glory

The Mercedes in the rain, the dripping black business umbrella, superior body proportions, well-fitted shirt and trousers, handsome facial features, fair and lustrous fingers, blooming flowers...

Like a perfect painting, it broke into everyone's hearts.

Many girls subconsciously took half a step forward, as if wanting to capture this moment.

On the stage, the two who were singing stopped.

The lobby suddenly became very quiet, and the "swish" sound of rain outside could be faintly heard.

The indoor lighting was soft and bright, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol, coffee, and desserts.

The boy who walked into the open door smiled at the male colleague holding the door to the side.

The exquisite black business umbrella in his hand was gently closed by him and placed at the door.

The boy picked up the dark suit jacket with his right hand and placed the bunch of red tulips in front of him with his left hand.

"Click—click—"

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor came from far to near.

Although the corners of his mouth were smiling, a cool and composed temperament lingered around him, full of asceticism.

The girls standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window all had somewhat rapid breathing and racing heartbeats.

On this early summer evening, they encountered the Mercedes male god they had just scrolled past in a short video.

This kind of fateful romance was something no one could refuse.

Wen Ruan's hand holding the hot water bottle tightened and loosened, and mist gradually welled up in her gaze.

This scene in front of her was just like the male lead walking out of the romance novels she read when her feelings were still innocent.

Their eyes met.

Tang Song stopped in front of her, looked at Wen Ruan, who was still a bit dazed, and smiled lightly. "Do you feel surprised? I heard you weren't feeling well, so I specifically came over to keep you company."

Then, he handed the flowers in his hand over. "For you."

His voice was gentle and clear, seemingly carrying thick concern and tenderness.

Wen Ruan pursed her lips tightly and reached out to take the flowers from his hand. "Thank you, it's a big surprise."

Although she tried her best to remain calm, her voice still trembled slightly.

She was also a normal woman, and a woman who loved to dream.

In such a scene, in front of the colleagues who had just been mocking her, the emotions in her heart were completely ignited.

Her gaze swept over the dumbfounded colleagues around her and finally landed on Tang Song's handsome face.

She took half a step forward, stood on tiptoe, raised her charming face, and kissed his cheek.

Breathing in the fresh and pleasant scent on his body, she couldn't help but lick her plump lips.

True liking stems from physiological attraction.

Although blood was flowing beneath her, it was still hard to hide the clear water flowing out.

A man's appearance, a wife's glory.

This was probably her greatest feeling at this moment.

Witnessing this scene with their own eyes, the male colleagues felt a bit blocked in their hearts.

After all, she was the most beautiful girl in the company with the best figure; who didn't have some thoughts? Now seeing that she had such an excellent boyfriend, they couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

The female colleagues were so sour their teeth were about to fall out.

"Wen Ruan... this... is this really your boyfriend? I thought you were joking just now." A female colleague really couldn't stand it anymore; she had eaten a belly full of dog food, and her mouth was sour.

"That's right, Wen Ruan, how come we've never seen you post photos?"

"When did you get together? How did you meet?"

Li Meiling, who was holding her own boyfriend, bit her teeth hard, the jealousy in her heart almost swallowing her alive.

She and Wen Ruan were about the same age and neither was married, so there was always some comparison between them.

Today, she had finally managed to call her boyfriend over to accompany her, wanting to show off in front of her, but she didn't expect to be counter-killed directly.

Zhang Xintong trotted over from the stage, secretly took a close look at Tang Song, and nudged Wen Ruan's arm. "Sister Wen Ruan, aren't you going to introduce us?"

Before, when talking about Director Wang with Wen Ruan, she felt that the other party was a bit too idealistic; she didn't expect that she could really find such a boyfriend.

Hearing her colleagues discuss the title "boyfriend," Wen Ruan's gaze flickered, and she brushed it off. "This is Tang Song. We haven't known each other for very long, so you all didn't know."

"Good afternoon." Tang Song smiled and waved at Wen Ruan's colleagues.

"Hello, handsome!" "Hello!"

Everyone hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically; on the surface, they all looked very kind.

There is a saying that goes well: you don't need to say much; the Mercedes S-Class will speak for you.

A middle-aged man about 40 years old came to him and reached out enthusiastically. "Hello, I am Wen Ruan's department director, Ning Song. Welcome, welcome."

Tang Song reached out and shook his hand, politely saying, "Hello, Director Ning. I've always heard Wen Ruan say that you take good care of her at work. Thank you very much."

Ning Song was beaming. "It's only right. Wen Ruan's performance in the company is obvious to all."

Wen Ruan, who was beside him, held the flowers, a happy smile on her face.

The sky was covered with thick gray clouds, and the drizzle fell lightly like silk.

Wang Liyu, standing at the door, still held the umbrella, looking at the joyful smile on Wen Ruan's face, his gaze full of disappointment and sadness.

It was originally a big stage he had planned, wanting to have intimate contact with the female colleague he liked and cultivate their relationship.

As a result, things went wrong all day, and in the end, he had to witness her love with his own eyes, while he could only be a guest.

It seemed this was fate.

Zhong Ying, who was slowly approaching, kept her mouth tightly shut, looking at the two figures standing together.

Her heart was incomparably sour, her jealous eyes turning red.

A 25-year-old little boyfriend with a successful career, driving a million-dollar Mercedes S-Class, giving LV bags, tall and handsome, outstanding temperament, running over to show concern on a rainy day.

No wonder she didn't look down on Director Wang, nor did she look down on other male colleagues.

But how could such a boy be with her?

Even if they were together for now, it definitely wouldn't last long in the future. Wen Ruan was already 30 years old; maybe this boy was just playing around.

After comforting herself, Zhong Ying finally felt a bit more comfortable, but she was still very unhappy in her heart.

Such a man, even if they were only together temporarily, was still Wen Ruan taking a big advantage.

Sighing in her heart, Zhong Ying whispered, "Director Wang, I didn't lie to you, did I? Wen Ruan really does have a boyfriend."

"I'll go back to my room to change clothes first; you all continue playing." Wang Liyu nodded distractedly and turned to leave.

He also had his own pride. At such a time, even if he was unwilling in his heart, he wouldn't go up and say anything inappropriate to Wen Ruan.

After greeting Tang Song to sit down.

Director Ning chatted for a few more sentences before leaving.

Zhang Xintong hurriedly came over, looked at Tang Song, and then at Wen Ruan.

She asked with a smile, "Sister Wen Ruan, is your boyfriend staying overnight here tonight? Yunyun is alone in that room; I can move over at any time."

She was assigned to a room with Wen Ruan, so this kind of thing had to be asked in advance.

What if Wen Ruan's boyfriend broke in and climbed into her bed in the middle of the night?

That would really be... too great!

Tang Song, who was sizing up the surrounding environment, had his eyes light up upon hearing this.

Wen Ruan's face instantly turned a bit red, and she turned her head to ask, "Tang Song, did you bring your ID card?"

"I brought it! I'm quite worried about you and want to accompany you for the night." Tang Song's voice was steady and magnetic, carrying a tone of duty.

Immediately after, he took out his ID card from his pocket and handed it over.

He looked at his "girlfriend" Wen Ruan with expectant eyes.

Large and full, a Korean-manga figure.

If they were to share a room for the night, who could handle that!

Thinking of this, Tang Song couldn't help but gently place his hand on her waist, feeling the warmth and softness of the big sister.

【Badge - Lucky Me】 is truly a divine artifact!

Wen Ruan kept her legs together calmly, smoothed the hair at her temples, and smiled at Zhang Xintong. "No need to move. I've asked; there are still many vacant rooms on the 4th floor."

After speaking, she stood up directly and came to the side of the colleague responsible for organizing this team-building activity.

She handed over the ID card and whispered, "Brother Zhang, help me tell the staff to open a room on the 4th floor. I'll transfer the 300 yuan family team-building fee to you in a bit."

"Oh, oh! Alright, wait for me; it'll be ready right away." Brother Zhang hurriedly took it and turned to leave.

Listening to the conversation between them, Tang Song was slightly disappointed.

It's a pity; he was actually very innocent, just wanting to help her warm her stomach.

After all, his hands had been baptized by 【Male God's Hand Cream】, very warm and flexible, definitely capable of letting Wen Ruan, who was on her period, feel warmth.

"Do you want to drink anything? I'll go get it for you; there's soda, beer, and red wine." A short-haired girl suddenly came over, her face flushed.

Tang Song paused and smiled. "Beer, please. Thank you."

He had made up his mind not to go back tonight; drinking some beer was just right. If he drank too much and did something, it wouldn't be his fault.

Seeing the warm and handsome smile on his face and listening to his pleasant voice, the short-haired girl looked at him with watery eyes and said in a soft tone, "You're welcome."

She was the first to scroll past that short video and had liked the little brother driving the Mercedes in it very much at the time.

She wasn't disappointed at all after seeing him in person; he was really too charming.

His looks couldn't be called a peerless beauty, and his skin was average, but this elite temperament was truly amazing.

On this early summer evening, he stepped off the Mercedes and walked slowly out of the rain.

After taking a few more looks, the short-haired girl walked toward the bar reluctantly.

Wen Ruan, who returned to his side, couldn't help but pout; someone had come to flirt just after he left for a little while.

Although this little girl's looks and figure weren't as good as hers, she had the advantage of being young and energetic.

Thinking of this, Wen Ruan looked at Tang Song's handsome profile again; for some reason, she felt a bit of heartache and anxiety.

Being in her early 20s, it's really great.

I once had it too.

If only I had met you when I was in my 20s, how great would that be! ===== CHAPTER 140 =====