Chapter 93

"Yaqian, have you been exhausted these past three days?"

"It's alright, I'm just worried that I'm not doing well enough."

"Our beauty salon had a few people leave a while ago due to performance issues, so we are urgently recruiting a batch temporarily. I feel you have a high chance of staying, keep it up."

"Mm-hmm."

"Ring-a-ling—" The phone rang.

Li Weiwei answered the phone and said in a sweet, cloying voice: "Hey honey, have you arrived?"

"Mm-hmm, okay, I'm just about to head out, I'll wait for you by the roadside."

"Mua~, love you!"

After hanging up, Li Weiwei smiled: "My boyfriend came to pick me up, he's worried about me getting off work alone so late."

"Sister Weiwei, your boyfriend is really good to you." Zhao Yaqian sighed with envy, not knowing why she thought of Tang Song.

In the past when it rained, Brother Song worried that it was inconvenient for her to go to work, so he specifically sent her red envelopes to take a taxi.

When she got off work, he would bring delicious food to see her and take her home.

Brother Song was indeed very good to her, but ever since she rejected his invitations multiple times, she could clearly feel he had become much colder.

Counting carefully, they hadn't seen each other for 13 days.

Li Weiwei packed her things and asked casually: "By the way Yaqian, where do you live?"

"Over at Yuxin Road in Qiaoxi District, Tiankuo Garden residential area."

"Oh, that's quite unfortunate, I live in Yuhua District, otherwise I could have had my boyfriend drop you off on the way." Li Weiwei spread her hands, "There are basically no buses at this hour, you'd better take a taxi, it's safer."

Zhao Yaqian yawned, "Yeah, I really have to take a taxi, otherwise it'll be too late when I get home."

She was a sleepy person, used to going to bed early and getting up late, and this current schedule made her a bit miserable.

The two talked as they turned off all the lights in the beauty salon and closed the main door.

Because she didn't eat much for dinner, Zhao Yaqian was a bit hungry again.

The night breeze blew, and she tightened the pink sun-protective jacket on her body; it was a bit cold.

The two went down the steps and walked along the stone path toward the roadside.

Directly facing the main entrance, a pure black sedan was flashing its hazard lights, and the bright car paint was dyed orange by the streetlights, looking very beautiful.

Zhao Yaqian pointed at the car and asked: "Sister Weiwei, is that your boyfriend's car?"

Li Weiwei glanced at it and shook her head: "No, my boyfriend drives a white Volkswagen, that one there is a BMW."

"Oh." Zhao Yaqian nodded.

The two approached the roadside, and Li Weiwei stood on tiptoe to look at the intersection, still not seeing the shadow of her boyfriend's car.

Approaching 11 o'clock at night, there were very few cars on the road, and she didn't see any taxis either.

Zhao Yaqian took out her phone from her bag, preparing to call a car online.

"Click—" The BMW door beside them was opened.

A tall figure stood up from inside.

A clean white shirt, dignified and handsome facial features, a tall and straight figure, very eye-catching in the night.

He had a warm and handsome smile on his face and shook the thermal bag in his hand at the two.

"It's really not easy waiting for you to get off work, the fried skewers I brought you are about to get cold."

Zhao Yaqian blinked, looked at Tang Song, then looked at the beautiful BMW.

She bit her lip hard; it hurt a little, it wasn't an illusion.

Afterward, she fell into a dazed state, standing on the spot, somewhat at a loss.

She couldn't understand, it had only been 10 days or so since they last met, why did Brother Song feel so strange, and she didn't know what to do.

Li Weiwei looked at the indifferent Zhao Yaqian and almost thought this handsome guy was here to pursue her.

Tang Song stood in front of Zhao Yaqian, looking at her calmly.

It had been a while, and her beauty therapist friend was still so attractive.

Her jeans were stretched tight by her long legs, and the breasts bulging under her sun-protective jacket had a perfect curve.

"Brother Song, you... why did you suddenly come?" Zhao Yaqian twisted her hands together, secretly looked at his face, and pointed at the BMW, "How come the car changed too?"

"I bought the car a while ago. I arrived here at 10 o'clock, didn't expect you to be working overtime today." Tang Song opened the thermal bag, took out a portion of juicy sweet potato skin, and handed it to her, "Eat quickly, Teacher Zhao, you must be hungry after being busy until now, right? There's milk tea in the car too."

Zhao Yaqian dazed, took the fried skewers, smelling the familiar fragrance, and knew this was the handmade fried skewer shop from the Yunsheng Plaza pedestrian street.

She took a big bite, so delicious!

It didn't seem cold tonight either.

Just don't know why, her heart was beating so fast!

Li Weiwei next to her looked at this scene in a daze, swallowing her saliva with envy.

He arrived at 10 o'clock, bought food and drinks in advance, and waited outside for more than 40 minutes just to surprise Zhao Yaqian.

Thinking of her own boyfriend, whom she asked to come pick her up, and he still hadn't arrived.

The key was that this guy was tall and handsome, and drove a BMW.

Li Weiwei felt she had been shown up.

Just a moment ago, she was pitying Zhao Yaqian for working overtime so late with no one to pick her up and living so far away.

The boomerang hit her so hard!

"Hello, you must be Qianqian's colleague, have some together!" Tang Song took out a few skewers and handed them over.

Li Weiwei hurriedly took them and said thank you.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this guy really looks good when he smiles, and his hands are really good-looking too.

Tang Song opened the passenger door and took out another cup of milk tea from inside, handing it to Li Weiwei, "I happened to buy two cups, take it and drink."

Li Weiwei's face felt a bit hot, but she still took it, "Thank you, thank you!"

Such a handsome and gentlemanly guy, it's really impossible to refuse.

Zhao Yaqian is so lucky!

Tang Song looked at Zhao Yaqian, who was still eating skewers, and said sincerely: "You're welcome, Qianqian is a relatively simple person, I hope you can look after her in the company, beautiful."

Li Weiwei nodded repeatedly: "No problem, don't worry."

"Get in the car together, I'll take you home first." Tang Song pointed at the car.

"No need, no need, my boyfriend will be here soon, you guys go ahead."

Hearing that someone was picking her up, Tang Song nodded and smiled at Zhao Yaqian: "It's very late, get in the car and eat slowly."

Zhao Yaqian took the thermal bag Tang Song handed over and waved to her colleague: "See you tomorrow, Sister Weiwei."

"See you tomorrow."

Pulling open the door and getting in the car, Zhao Yaqian looked around at the interior of the car.

Very luxurious, it looked very expensive.

Seeing Tang Song sit in, she secretly stared at his profile again.

Meeting again after 13 days, it seemed everything had become different.

"Why do you keep looking at me? The milk tea is in the passenger storage box, get it yourself." Tang Song smiled and turned to look at her.

Zhao Yaqian held the thermal bag tightly and said in a low voice: "Brother Song, thank you for coming to pick me up, waiting for me for so long, and bringing me delicious food."

She knew Tang Song's schedule; he would sleep around 10 o'clock every day and get up at 6 o'clock sharp.

So she felt both surprised and guilty.

"Didn't you say yesterday that there were very few people on the bus and you were a bit scared? Actually, I was quite worried about you."

"Is that so..." Zhao Yaqian's gaze dazed, and she silently lowered her head.

Tang Song pursed his lips and leaned directly toward the passenger seat.

Feeling the approaching breath, Zhao Yaqian quickly raised her head, her heart feeling like it was about to jump out of her throat, "Brother Song."

"You look so dazed, let me help you fasten your seatbelt." Tang Song smiled at her and pulled out the seatbelt.

Perhaps because he wasn't very skilled, Tang Song tried several times before successfully plugging it in.

His hand inevitably rubbed against her plump buttocks, and even through the jeans, he could feel it; the texture was excellent.

Zhao Yaqian's face was flushed, but she didn't say anything.