Chapter 72: Not Excellent Enough

Second floor of Liyuan Mall.

After buying the watch, Zhao Yaqian became lively, even taking the initiative to hook He Liting's arm, pulling her to look at clothes in the shop.

"I'll go try this dress; it happens to have the right size."

Zhao Yaqian handed her bag and watch gift bag to her, grabbed the clothes, and drilled into the fitting room.

After a while, she walked out excitedly.

Standing in the bustling aisle, she swayed left and right in front of the mirror.

The black floral dress reached the middle of her thighs, had a strong drape, and was tightened at the waist, making her figure look increasingly graceful and charming.

It was almost May, and the temperature was getting higher and higher; this dress was just right to wear.

"Tingzi, does it look good? Is the back okay?" Zhao Yaqian spun around in front of He Liting.

He Liting nodded: "It really suits you; it makes you look fair and slim."

Zhao Yaqian nodded happily, picked up her phone, and took a photo; no matter how she looked, it was beautiful!

It's just that for some reason, she wanted to share it with Brother Song.

Changing back into her original clothes, she spent 230 yuan to buy the dress, and the smile on Zhao Yaqian's face became even brighter.

After shopping for a while longer, helping He Liting pick out a piece of clothing, the two came to the milk tea shop on the first floor.

Zhao Yaqian ordered a hot pearl milk tea and drank it happily.

He Liting hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Qian Qian, tell me the truth, was your unhappiness before because of that Tang Song?"

She knew this cousin of hers quite well; from the series of reactions, she had keenly sensed where the problem lay.

Zhao Yaqian's hand shook, and she lowered her head to continue sipping milk tea. "No, I was just in a bad mood."

"You're acting very strange." He Liting's gaze was piercing. "Even if you don't say it, I can guess! Qian Qian, we're not just relatives, we're best friends; what can't you tell me?"

Zhao Yaqian bit her lip and said in a low voice: "I don't know what happened, it's just that he... said some things to me last night, and I've been panicked ever since, feeling very confused; it's a feeling I've never had before."

"What things?"

Zhao Yaqian told her about what happened last night with a distressed face.

"So it was a confession!" He Liting instantly looked enlightened. "Refusing him was the right thing to do; after all, you aren't suitable. But you've been confessed to by boys since you were little, why is your reaction so big this time?"

Zhao Yaqian's gaze dodged, unable to say anything coherent.

He Liting tapped her on the forehead lightly and said: "You wouldn't have fallen for that programmer friend, would you? What exactly attracted you to him?"

Zhao Yaqian took a big sip of milk tea and held her face with her hands.

After a long silence, she stared blankly and said: "Maybe it's a good impression; when I'm with him, I can always feel... I don't know how to describe it, probably a sense of security."

When traveling, he would arrange everything and prepare many small surprises.

When it rained, he would worry about her commute being inconvenient, sending red packets and driving her.

When she came for a treatment, he would bring her favorite skewers and milk tea.

He also often cared about her work and life on WeChat.

And he had a unique sense of relaxation and calmness; he seemed full of confidence and goals for the future.

When getting along with him, she would unknowingly be infected.

Hearing her words, He Liting squeezed her cheeks hard. "Calm down, you just entered society; you'll meet many excellent boys in the future."

"Brother Song is also very excellent; his work ability is outstanding, and he knows a lot. He has successfully lost weight now, and his skin has improved a lot; I think he's quite handsome..."

Zhao Yaqian listed many of Tang Song's merits in one breath, seemingly wanting to refute her best friend's words.

He Liting took her phone and looked at the photos Tang Song had sent recently.

She said in surprise: "The change before and after is indeed not small; he feels much younger, and his appearance is okay now."

"I had a hand in it." Zhao Yaqian raised her eyebrows, looking proud.

He Liting shook her head: "That's not enough."

Zhao Yaqian was about to say something when her expression changed, and she stood up directly.

"What's wrong, Qian Qian?"

Zhao Yaqian pressed her legs together and said awkwardly: "My period started, and I didn't bring a sanitary pad."

He Liting hurriedly took out a small pack of tissues and handed it over. "Use this first."

"Mm." Zhao Yaqian took the tissues and hurried toward the mall restroom.

Fortunately, she had just drunk a hot drink; if it had been ice, her stomach would have been a mess these few days.

Zhao Yaqian, who was still lingering in fear, returned to the milk tea shop.

He Liting's phone rang just in time.

Answering the call.

"Hello, Brother Hui, I'm with my best friend at the Mixue Ice Cream on the first floor."

"Well... my friend isn't feeling well, we're just about to go home."

"Uh... okay, then thank you for your hard work; we'll go directly to the roadside on Ximen Road to wait for you; the road is wide there and easy to park."

Hanging up the phone.

He Liting winked at her and smiled: "A colleague who joined our company a while ago; he's been chasing me like crazy. I just posted a moment, and he ran over."

"Oh?" Zhao Yaqian gossiped: "What's he like? How far have you developed?"

He Liting smiled: "We haven't known each other long, how far could we have developed? Just a normal colleague relationship. As for the person... he has a car and a house in Yancheng, and he's quite handsome, better than your programmer friend, haha."

Hearing this, Zhao Yaqian pouted unhappily, feeling that her cousin's words had a hidden meaning.

"Let's go, it just so happens he can drive you home, saving you from catching a cold and having a stomachache on the way." He Liting smiled and hooked her arm.

Walking out of the south gate of the mall, the sky had gradually darkened.

A cool evening breeze blew; Zhao Yaqian, who had just started her period, hurriedly blocked her lower abdomen with her bag.

The two stood by the roadside and waited for a while.

A white Accord drove over and stopped slowly in front of them.

Immediately after, a young man of twenty-six or twenty-seven got out of the driver's seat.

Wearing a light-colored casual suit, he was quite handsome and about 175cm tall.

"Liting!" The man smiled and waved. "Your outfit today is still so beautiful; I saw you at a glance."

As he spoke, his gaze couldn't help but sweep over Zhao Yaqian again.

Tight-fitting base shirt paired with jeans, outlining a perfect waist curve, slightly curly long hair, bright facial features, plus her 180cm height—she was actually more eye-catching than He Liting.

He Liting smiled: "Let me introduce you, this is my best friend Zhao Yaqian. Thank you for your hard work, Brother Hui, for making a special trip."

"Just a small effort." Li Xinghui smiled and took the initiative to greet: "Hello Yaqian, I'm Liting's colleague, Li Xinghui."

"Hello, Brother Hui."

After simple pleasantries, the three sat in the car.

Li Xinghui drove while saying: "It's mealtime, how about I treat the two beauties to a big meal? You can go home later."

Zhao Yaqian hurriedly shook her head: "I won't go, I'm not feeling well."

Blood was flowing bit by bit; she was really afraid it would seep through, which would be too embarrassing.

"Uh... then go back and rest well. Liting, that open-air barbecue place that just opened near the company has a good reputation; several colleagues have been there, and it's said the environment is great. Shall we go have a meal too?"

Seeing her hesitation through the rearview mirror, Li Xinghui continued: "I had such a hard time running over here, you wouldn't refuse, would you?"

He Liting pursed her lips and said: "Then thank you, Brother Hui."

"Hehe, no need to be polite." ===== CHAPTER 73 =====