Chapter 120

The employees left work one after another.

The bustling office suddenly became quiet.

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

Gao Mengting leaned her shapely hips against the desk, looked around the room, and sighed with emotion, "Yeah, we finally reached this step. It's really good."

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

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

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

"You're really stingy. It's not easy to be wearing couple outfits, and you won't even give me this much face."

"I just won't!"

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 playing around, expressing the joy in their hearts in this way.

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

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

Feeling the warmth on her back, Gao Mengting's body stiffened slightly. She pretended to be nonchalant and said, "There's a nice Western restaurant near where I live. How about we go eat there?"

"Sure, and after dinner, we can just go to your place to sit for a while and chat about our recent reading insights."

They arrived at the underground parking garage.

Looking at the grand and elegant Mercedes-Benz S450L in front of them, 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 caught them with great tacit understanding.

She pressed the unlock button.

The Mercedes headlights lit up instantly, and beams of flowing light appeared in the basement, like a meteor shower.

Gao Mengting's eyes were bright, "The digital headlights are so beautiful! Even more dazzling than in the videos online."

After sighing with emotion, she discussed the car's specifications with Tang Song for a bit.

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

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

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

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

The night grew darker, and the streetlights began to turn on.

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

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

"BGM: The moonlight is hazy,

Sending you off with wine and a clear breeze.

Too many poems and songs,

Drunken dreams and death are all empty..."

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

Embracing the May breeze.

Gao Mengting smiled and lowered the window as well; her fluffy long hair immediately began to flutter.

She followed the singing of Xianzi from the speakers.

Singing softly along, drunk on the clear breeze.

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

As the Mercedes drove away from the city center, the traffic on the road thinned out significantly.

"Ding-a-ling—" A cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the car.

Gao Mengting hurriedly paused the music.

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

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

He answered the call, "Hello, cousin."

A familiar yet distant 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 up?"

"I'm back in my hometown for a relative's wedding, and Aunt asked me to bring you some things. I'm on the South Second Ring Road right 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 currently on Huai'an Road in the Qiaoxi District, which should be very close to you. Let's share our locations in a bit and meet at the intersection ahead."

"Sure, 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 home. It's probably food. Just keep driving forward, I'll navigate for you."

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

He hung up the phone.

Yang Zihang glanced 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 later."

"That's great! The trip back was exhausting, I need to get back to the school dorm 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's probably because the Imperial Capital was too tiring. It's more relaxed here, closer to home, and Uncle's family debts 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 when he was in school, he was very popular with girls.

She didn't expect him to become like that.

"Aunt is busy trying to introduce him to a partner and even asked me if I have any suitable female colleagues. Our company does have a few around his age, and they look decent. But they all have high standards; a house in Yancheng is a must."

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

The two chatted aimlessly.

The car drove into the intersection of Huai'an 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, the black Passat with the 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—" A WeChat notification sounded.

Yang Zihang picked up his phone to check and smiled, "Tang Song is already across the street. 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?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of him buying a car. He's probably taking a taxi." Yang Zihang walked forward two steps and looked toward the intersection.

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

"Beep-beep—" A horn sounded.

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

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

The car's 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 it over curiously.

Yang Jiajia stood up from the curb and yawned.

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

The passenger door was pushed open.

A tall, handsome young man stepped out, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, looking full of elite temperament.

"Cousin, Jiajia." The young man waved with a smile and walked up to them, "Sorry to make you run this trip."

Yang Zihang was stunned. He looked at the Mercedes S, then at him, full of surprise, "Tang Song, is it... you! How..."

"Haha, I've been losing weight lately and have slimmed down 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? He looks a bit like he did in high school, just much more mature, with a better physique and more charm.

The key is the temperament he carries; it's truly amazing! It kills those little boys in school!

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

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

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

"Hello."

"Hello."

Yang Zihang and Yang Jiajia hurriedly greeted her, their eyes staring blankly at this great beauty who had stepped out of the Mercedes.

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

Looking at Tang Song again, they were a perfect couple, very well-matched!

For a moment, their heads were buzzing.

Good heavens! Did Tang Song quietly find a wealthy, beautiful girlfriend?

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