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889 In-Depth Understanding (Part 3)

"It's settled. I'll pick you up downstairs at your company after get off work." Tang Jue finally made the final decision.

Qiqi didn't reply to Tang Jue.

Then, she sat there eating breakfast, and became absent-minded the whole time. The fragrant porridge didn't taste the same as usual.

She found that she really couldn't understand Tang Jue's thoughts at all. Or rather, she didn't dare to understand at all.

Affected by this uneasy mood, Qiqi was always distracted when she was at work. During the meeting, she didn't listen to a few words.

When she came out, Ruan Mengmeng walked with her, "What's wrong with you? You seem to be out of your mind all day."

"Are you worried?"

"...Yeah." Qiqi nodded and sat back in her seat. Ruan Mengmeng stood beside her with a cup of tea, "I see you've been distracted lately. If you have something on your mind, just say it honestly, don't keep it all to yourself."

Qiqi looked up at Ruan Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, tell me, if the other person and you have just started..."

Speaking of this, she paused again. She and Tang Jue, is that the beginning? If so, what kind of relationship is it? She had no idea about these two questions.

"Then what?" Ruan Mengmeng was addicted to it, and when she saw that she didn't say anything further, she urged her again.

"Your relationship has only just started for a few days, but he said he wants to take you to meet his parents. What do you think he means by this?" Qiqi asked Ruan Mengmeng very seriously.

Ruan Mengmeng was stunned for a while, looking at her, "Qiqi, who are you going to meet your parents with? Did you kick Mo Xun from your family?"

"..."Qiqi really didn't know how to explain, she shouldn't have asked. But seeing Ruan Mengmeng's very curious eyes, she had to put the blame on Qi Yu, "My sister has a new boyfriend, so I'm asking you."

"Really?"

"...Yeah." Qi Qi felt guilty.

Ruan Mengmeng could tell at a glance that she was not telling the truth, but she didn't want to tell the truth, and she couldn't force it. She just said seriously: "I can only say that the man must be serious about you and wants to marry you and live a good life."

Qi Qi was drinking water and was choked by Ruan Mengmeng's words, "Marriage?"

"Why are you so excited?

Isn't it your sister's business?" Ruan Mengmeng patted her on the back, "How many men these days want to get married? If they can take the initiative to take you back to meet their parents, doesn't that mean they have decided on you and will marry you? If there is really someone who is so serious about love, your sister can get along well with him."

Qi Qi's heart was a mess, like a ball of sesame.

She felt that Tang Jue shouldn't have such thoughts, but she couldn't think of anything else.

"Hey! Qiqi, Mengmeng, Bibi is having a birthday at Houde Mansion tonight, you two should go celebrate together. We will go to the Qiangui next to Houde Mansion tonight to sing karaoke." At this moment, a colleague came over and patted them on the shoulders.

"Okay. I'll buy the cake." Ruan Mengmeng agreed immediately, "Qiqi, what about you?"

Qiqi remembered that she and Tang Jue would go back to Tang's house to meet the parents in the evening. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded, "I'll go too. I'll be responsible for the drinks at the ktv in the evening."

"I like you guys to be so straightforward. Okay, see you in the evening."

After that person left, Ruan Mengmeng also went back to her workroom to work. Qiqi pondered for a moment, found many words, and wanted to call Tang Jue, but then she was afraid that she would be exposed, so she changed it to a message.

"I won't go in the evening. The company has to work overtime." She didn't dare to say more, for fear that Tang Jue would see through her at a glance.

When Tang Jue received this message, he was reading the latest weapons research and development plan in the office. When she saw that it was Qiqi who sent the message, she felt happy, but when she saw the content, her face turned dark.

She played with her phone for a while, pondered for a while, and pressed the internal phone, "Jian Qing, check for me, whether Qiqi's magazine company asked her to work overtime tonight."

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Qiqi originally thought that she would receive a questioning call from Tang Jue, and she was even prepared not to answer his call. However, after her message was sent, it was like a stone sinking to the bottom of the sea, and there was no response at all.

Qiqi felt a little uneasy all day. This is definitely not Tang Jue's character. Based on her understanding of him, normally, in the end, even if she didn't want to go, he would force her to go.

However, until she got off work and she and Ruan Mengmeng walked out of the office building, there was no movement from Tang Jue. She originally thought that he might block her at the door, but in fact, Tang Jue did not show up.

"What are you looking at? As soon as you come out, your head twists to both sides." Ruan Mengmeng took her arm and asked.

Qiqi looked around for a long time, but didn't see the CF98, so she breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Tang Jue didn't intend to force her. He must really think she was working overtime.

Qiqi was completely relieved and followed Ruan Mengmeng to get into other colleagues' cars. A group of more than 10 people, four or five cars, went to Houde Mansion for dinner.

A group of young people gathered together to wish the birthday boy a happy birthday. The scene was lively, so they naturally had to drink a few sips of wine. Qiqi was worried that Tang Jue would know that she was not working overtime at the company when he smelled the alcohol on her body, so she didn't want to drink. But because it was someone else's birthday, all the colleagues shouted, and she was in a dilemma, so she symbolically took a sip of wine with the glass.

The dinner was very enjoyable, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening when they finished. Everyone was clamoring to go to the Qiangui next door to sing karaoke. The birthday boy Bi Hui called the waiter to pay the bill.

As a result, not only the waiter came, but also the restaurant manager came.

"Sir, someone has already paid for your meal. Here are the gifts and fruit platter for you." The manager greeted them personally, respectfully, which surprised everyone.

Bi Hui turned around and looked at everyone present, "Who paid for me?"

Everyone shook their heads and said no. The manager smiled and looked at Qiqi, more respectfully, "Miss Qi, it was your friend who paid for it."

"My friend?" Qiqi was stunned.

She looked around subconsciously, but didn't see anyone familiar.

"Did the person who paid for it leave his name?"

The manager smiled and kept it a secret, "The other party just said you would know later."

Qiqi was even more puzzled. Since they were acquaintances, they should have come to say hello to her.

The manager left after giving the gift.

Qiqi was still wondering who paid for her.

"Okay, stop thinking about it. If you don't talk about it, you'll know later. Maybe someone will call you later!" Ruan Mengmeng picked up the bag and pulled her up. "Let's go to Qiangui. We have to hurry up. There are only 4 hours left."

That's right. Thinking is just nonsense, and there is no clue.

Qiqi regained her mind and followed the group to Qiangui. After entering the reserved private room, a group of people sang happily. Qiqi also ordered a few songs and lined up at the back, and then pulled Ruan Mengmeng to accompany her to Qiangui's small supermarket to buy drinks.

Ruan Mengmeng ran to fiddle with the cake she ordered.

Qiqi asked the waiter to deliver the drinks to the private room, and when she was about to follow the private room, she heard Ruan Mengmeng's somewhat excited voice, accompanied by the sound of her high heels tapping on the ground, "Qiqi! Qiqi! Guess who I saw!"

Qiqi turned around and looked at her, "Who is it, so excited."

"Young Master of the Tang Clan, Tang Jue."

These words made Qiqi startled.

Why is he... here? Didn't he go back to see the elders of the Tang family today?

Is it a coincidence, or...?

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