Chapter 2 Is Your Boss In?
The early autumn rain drizzled down, still carrying the heat of summer, making it muggy and damp. As soon as Song Ni walked out of the library, she received a call from home. Friday, blind date, with the son of the Tan family. Song Ni had been pampered since childhood, the kind of pampered that made people fear she would melt if held too tightly. All the rich young men in Xingcheng dared not provoke her easily. And she didn't want to disappoint her parents' love, so she did her best to play the role of a well-behaved little princess, always complying with her parents. But if you were to be strict about it, she had never once done anything she didn't want to do. With this phone call, her father used an unprecedentedly firm tone, and even hung up without giving her a chance to act spoiled. Her father wouldn't treat her like this easily, so Song Ni didn't have to think much to know that Song Jing was behind it. Thus, the eldest daughter of the Song family directly took a taxi to the downstairs of Song's Group. Song Ni rarely came to the company, so the receptionist didn't recognize her. She had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, shaped like peach blossoms, dark and bright. When she looked at people, her eyes seemed to speak, and although one couldn't see the emotions in them, they always made people feel pitiful. Even though she was unhappy now and had a cold expression, the receptionist felt that the young lady in front of her was so well-behaved that it made one involuntarily soften their voice. "Miss, do you have an appointment?" Song Ni tapped the tabletop lightly with her fingers. This was a habit she had whenever she was trying to suppress her annoyance. "I'm looking for your president." Song Ni's tone was not good, and her eyes held a hint of coldness. The receptionist was momentarily stunned by the contrast. "Miss..." Song Ni lost her patience and was about to take out her phone to call Song Jing when the president's assistant happened to walk in. He was startled to see Song Ni. "Miss Song, why have you come?" Song Ni glanced at him without speaking, lifting her chin slightly to indicate for him to lead the way. The assistant quickly bowed and gestured for Song Ni to enter the private elevator. Having been with the president for so many years, he naturally knew the eldest daughter of the Song family. Someone who was doted on could not be treated lightly. Just as they reached the office door, they saw Song Jing coming out of a conference room with several managers behind him. Seeing Song Ni, Song Jing was not surprised at all. He handed the documents in his hand to the assistant, raised an eyebrow, and personally opened the door for Song Ni. "You're here so soon?" Song Ni remained silent. After entering the office and as Song Jing closed the door, she used her core strength and unleashed a front kick. Song Jing's brow twitched, and he sidestepped, skillfully dodging Song Ni's attack. "Are you angry?" Song Jing patted his clothes and looked at Song Ni's pursed lips. With a doting expression, he stepped forward and ruffled her hair. Song Ni didn't intend to continue her attack. She learned her karate from Song Jing. If she were serious, she wouldn't be able to touch him at all. She reached out and unceremoniously slapped away Song Jing's hand. "I want a reason." Although Song Ni was angry, she had already thought of what she needed to know on her way here. Her family wouldn't arrange a blind date for her for no reason, and they hadn't even told her in advance. There were fruits and milk on the table, which Song Jing had specially asked his secretary to prepare ten minutes ago, knowing Song Ni would come. He handed the milk to Song Ni and then sat down. "You're almost 24, and it's time to consider marriage at this age." Song Ni snorted coldly, as if she had heard a joke. "How can your ideas be so stubborn after you turned thirty? Hasn't your wife kicked you out yet?" Song Jing was the only one in the family who truly understood Song Ni's personality. She was good at using her appearance to deceive. Her parents and his little fool thought she was well-behaved, gentle, and sensible, but in fact, she was arrogant and stubborn at heart. It was fine when she was in school, but after entering society, such a personality would inevitably lead to disadvantages. She would have him protecting her at Song's, but he didn't believe Song Ni would obediently join the family company. This was why, when he heard that his parents were looking for a partner for Song Ni, he not only didn't stop them but also recommended the son of the Tan family. He had met Tan Zheng once in America and heard some things about him. Among the unmarried people in their circle, only Tan Zheng could handle Song Ni's temperament. "Nini, you are the daughter of the Song family. You should know that the person you choose must be from our circle." Song Ni fell silent. Indeed, for the children in their circle, 24 was an age when they should be considering marriage. The lack of any movement in the past two years was because she was still studying. Now, it was her final year of postgraduate studies, and what was to come was inevitable. Song Jing still doted on his sister, Song Ni. He took out a manila envelope and handed it to Song Ni. "Tan Zheng used to be a race car driver and now runs a racing club. You always say that men nowadays are boring. Aren't you ashamed to be a 24-year-old girl who hasn't even had a proper relationship yet? Trust your brother, he's different from the people you know." Song Ni frowned and remained silent, drinking her milk. The thought of dating made her feel amused. Those men would proclaim love at first sight and speak sweet nothings as if they would fall for her their entire lives, but before she could even exert herself, they would run away as soon as they realized she wasn't as easy to fool as she looked. It was boring. After finishing the cup of milk, Song Ni finally took the manila envelope. In the few pages of information, Song Ni caught sight of a familiar phrase. Tan Zheng, the winner of the rally championship six years ago... She was in her third year of high school at the time. Her best friend, Qin Yang, was particularly obsessed with car racing. That year, they skipped exams to watch a rally race. Song Ni narrowed her eyes slightly, a blurry figure flashing through her mind... At nine o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark. But in Xingcheng, the night was the main theme, as if it were daytime. Song Ni was wearing a white, knee-length dress and exquisite high heels, her hair casually draped over her shoulders. The drizzling rain had dampened her bangs, making them hang messily but harmoniously on her face, with even tiny water droplets clinging to her eyelashes. Her figure was slightly slender, and standing by the roadside, she looked like a small white flower about to be destroyed by the wind and shattered by the rain. She looked up at the bar sign in front of her. A single character: Shan. This street was the liveliest and most prosperous part of Xingcheng at night, with countless bars and various entertainment venues, and it had also seen many shocking incidents. It was a charming yet dangerous existence. Compared to the other somewhat vulgar bars, this one, with just its name, made it feel unique. This was Song Ni's second visit. She hadn't expected that the special bar she liked was owned by the Tan family. Song Ni casually flicked the raindrops off her skirt and placed her unopened umbrella in the designated area. As she looked up, she saw her reflection in the door, which was as reflective as a mirror. Song Ni paused, took out a tissue from her bag, and wiped her bangs. Seeing that the fragile and delicate look had appeared, she raised her eyebrows with satisfaction. She never forced herself to do anything she didn't want to. It was still a few days before Friday, and she wanted to see what kind of person could impress even Song Jing. Song Ni's attire and her demure appearance were completely out of place for a bar. Fortunately, the quality of the service staff was high, and they didn't stare, which made Song Ni feel much more comfortable. She sat down at the bar. The bartender happened to be free, and Song Ni, using her appearance to her advantage, struck up a conversation with him. The bartender handed Song Ni a glass of wine. "This drink is sweet and sour at first taste, and the alcohol content is not high. It's suitable for a young lady like you." Song Ni smiled and took a sip. It was indeed cold, sweet, and sour, with a stimulating mint aroma and a clear, lingering sweetness. She praised it and then beckoned him closer. The bartender couldn't resist Song Ni's gaze and involuntarily leaned in, lowering his head. Song Ni let out a soft chuckle and asked, "Is your boss in?"
My dears, this is still a marriage of convenience and love story, featuring a pampered and proud young lady who pretends to be well-behaved and a sexy, passionate retired race car driver~ Please give us your support!
A pampering story! Absolutely no angst! 1v1 HE?????
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