Chapter 71: Not Excellent Enough

Liyuan Mall, second floor.

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

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

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

After a long 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; the drape was very strong, and the waist was tightened, making her figure even more graceful.

It would be May soon, and the temperature was getting 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, makes you look fair and thin."

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

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 and 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: "Qianqian, tell me the truth, was your unhappiness before because of that Tang Song?"

She knew this cousin of hers very well; from the other party’s series of reactions, she keenly sensed the problem.

Zhao Yaqian’s hand shook, and she lowered her head to continue sucking the milk tea: "No, it was just simple bad mood."

"You are very wrong." He Liting looked bright-eyed: "Even if you don't say it, I can guess! Qianqian, we are not just relatives, but also good 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. This is a feeling I've never had before."

"What words?"

Zhao Yaqian told the story of last night simply with a distressed face.

"So it was a confession!" He Liting instantly showed a look of realization: "Rejecting him was right; after all, you two are not suitable. But you've been confessed to by boys since you were a child, why is your reaction so big this time?"

Zhao Yaqian’s gaze dodged, and she couldn't speak stutteringly.

He Liting tapped her 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 cheeks with her hands.

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

Going on trips, 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 to pick her up.

Coming for a facial, 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, seemingly full of confidence and goals for the future.

When getting along with him, she would be infected without knowing it.

Hearing her words, He Liting pinched her cheeks hard: "Calm down, you just entered society, you will meet many excellent boys in the future."

"Brother Song is also very excellent, his work ability is particularly outstanding, and he knows a lot. He has successfully lost weight now, and his skin has become much better. I think he is quite handsome..."

Zhao Yaqian said a lot of Tang Song’s advantages 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.

Surprised: "The change from before is indeed not small, he feels much younger, his appearance now is still okay."

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

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

Zhao Yaqian just wanted to say something, but her expression changed suddenly, and she stood up directly.

"What's wrong, Qianqian?"

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

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

"Hmm." Zhao Yaqian took the tissues and walked quickly to 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.

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

He Liting’s phone happened to ring.

Answering the call.

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

"That, my friend is not feeling well, we are about to go home."

"Uh... okay, then thank you for your hard work, we will go directly to the roadside on the west gate to wait for you, the road there is wide 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 has been chasing me wildly recently. I just posted a moment, and he ran over."

"Oh?" Zhao Yaqian gossiped: "What kind of person is he? How far have you two developed?"

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

Hearing this, Zhao Yaqian pouted unhappily, feeling that this cousin had something in her words.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wearing a light-colored casual suit, looking handsome, about 175 cm tall.

"Liting!" The boy waved with a smile: "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 base layer with jeans, outlining perfect waist curves, slightly curly long hair, bright facial features, plus a height of 180 cm, 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 having to send us specially."

"It's just a small effort." Li Xinghui smiled and took the initiative to greet: "Hello Yaqian, I am Liting’s colleague, Li Xinghui."

"Hello, Brother Hui."

After a few simple pleasantries, the three sat in the car.

Li Xinghui said while driving: "It's meal time, why don't 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."

The blood was flowing little by little, she was really afraid of it seeping out, that would be too embarrassing.

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

Seeing her a bit hesitant through the rearview mirror, Li Xinghui continued: "I finally ran over here, you shouldn't refuse, right?"

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

"Hehe, you're welcome."