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They both had microphones on, and Bo Ying, not yet fully accustomed to it, had naturally forgotten about them.
If she had remembered, she wouldn’t have mentioned seeing the CEO of He Group; she would have simply said seeing a handsome guy at He Group.
By the time the show aired, it was too late for Bo Ying to regret it.
The two beautiful girls chatted outside. Yu Mengjia was ahead of her, and as she went in, Bo Ying spontaneously hugged her, wished her luck, and even smilingly offered to treat her to milk tea later.
Girls rarely dislike milk tea.
As expected, Yu Mengjia happily said, “Okay, let’s go together later. I’ll go first.”
“Mhm, mhm.”
After Yu Mengjia went in, Bo Ying sent a message to He Jingxiu, asking him to buy two more cups of milk tea.
He Jingxiu: [?]
Bo Ying: [Just met a pretty little sister or older sister. I told her I’d treat her to milk tea.]
He Jingxiu was speechless. He really didn’t know where Bo Ying got the ability to chat so happily with someone and even arrange to drink milk tea together in such a short time.
He, a domineering CEO, was utterly helpless against his ‘playgirl’ girlfriend and could only grudgingly run to the milk tea shop again.
The interview wasn’t as difficult as Bo Ying had imagined. Perhaps it was because she had made thorough preparations, or perhaps it was because she wasn’t nervous at all. Some of the questions asked by the interviewer lawyer were ones she hadn’t encountered before, but she managed to respond skillfully.
As for when the interviewer learned that she had studied law abroad and asked her to introduce herself entirely in English, she had no problem whatsoever.
Her university major wasn’t law, but she wasn’t penalized for that. On the contrary, her fluent French earned her many bonus points.
When it ended, Yu Mengjia and Fang Boyu were still waiting for her.
Bo Ying walked over with a smile, feeling completely relaxed.
“How was it?”
Fang Boyu looked at her.
Bo Ying shrugged, “I think I performed pretty well, but there must be others better than me.”
Fang Boyu chuckled, “Then there should be no problem.”
Bo Ying smiled, introducing them, “Oh, this is my colleague Fang Boyu, and this is Yu Mengjia.”
She added, “A beauty I just met.”
Yu Mengjia was momentarily stunned, surprised, “You’re both already working?”
Bo Ying nodded, “Yes, we both graduated this year.”
Yu Mengjia smiled, introducing herself, “I also graduated, but I recently resigned from my internship and haven’t found a new job yet.”
They both chuckled, “This will be your new job.”
Yu Mengjia: “I hope so.”
Bo Ying encouraged her, “No problem. Shall we go downstairs first? Where do you live?”
Yu Mengjia told them a place.
Bo Ying nodded; her direction was different from theirs.
As they went downstairs, she immediately spotted He Jingxiu’s car parked by the roadside.
Bo Ying told the two of them and ran to the car.
As she approached, He Jingxiu’s car window rolled down.
“CEO He,” Bo Ying extended her hand towards him, “Where’s the milk tea?”
He Jingxiu turned his head to look at her, helplessly handing her the milk tea, “Here you go. Do you need me to drop Fang Boyu off?”
Bo Ying paused, then thought for a moment and said, “No, I don’t think he’d be comfortable.”
He Jingxiu raised an eyebrow, not forcing the issue.
“Okay.”
As for the newly met Yu Mengjia, Bo Ying thought for a while and decided it wasn’t appropriate for her to meet and get to know He Jingxiu right now.
After all, their underground relationship hadn’t been made public yet.
Handing the milk tea to the two of them, Yu Mengjia glanced at the black sedan not far away but tactfully didn’t ask any questions.
As for Fang Boyu, he was completely in the know.
He shook his milk tea, smiling, “If we pass the interview, I’ll treat you two to coffee.”
“Sounds good.”
After chatting with the two for a while, Bo Ying returned to the car.
He Jingxiu saw her happy expression and finally couldn’t resist reaching out to pinch her cheek.
“Looks like the interview went well.”
Bo Ying tilted her head to look at him, staring at his face for a moment, “CEO He.”
“Hmm?”
“You’re not going to be jealous about this too, are you?”
He Jingxiu choked, glancing at her, “I’m not that petty.”
Bo Ying smiled, leaning against his arm, acting cute, “Now all my time is yours. What do you want to do with me?”
Upon hearing this, He Jingxiu’s deep eyes landed on her, moving from top to bottom, then bottom to top, finally resting on her beautiful apricot eyes, “You’ll listen to everything I say?”
Bo Ying: “...Ah, yes.”
He Jingxiu nodded, “Alright, now let’s settle the score.”
“What score?”
He Jingxiu looked at her meaningfully, his meaning very clear.
Bo Ying was stunned for half a minute before she finally understood his implied meaning.
He was going to settle the score from yesterday in the office.
Thinking this, Bo Ying felt inexplicably dry-mouthed.
She coughed, picked up the thermos next to her, opened it, and took a sip of water, feeling incredibly guilty: “Why are you still holding a grudge? It’s been so long.”
“Long?”
“Yes,” Bo Ying counted on her fingers, “Isn’t twenty-four hours long? I’ve already slept once and rushed through an interview.”
“...”
He Jingxiu looked at her and chuckled softly, not continuing the topic.
Looking at the man’s profile, Bo Ying nervously took another sip of water.
“Where are we going now?”
“Taking you to eat,” He Jingxiu said.
“And after eating?” Bo Ying leaned against the car window, looking outside. It was midday, and the number of people on the roadside gradually increased, with a strong weekend atmosphere.
He Jingxiu glanced at her, “We’ll see.”
Bo Ying: “...”
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On the way to eat, Bo Ying watched the scenery passing by, going from initially calm to bewildered.
She turned to look at the man beside her.
He Jingxiu was focused on driving, unaware of her gaze.
After a while, during a red light, the man turned sideways, “What’s wrong?”
Bo Ying blinked, pointing, “If we go further, we’ll be out of the city. Are we going to eat in the suburbs?”
He Jingxiu smiled, “Isn’t it a bit late to ask now?”
Bo Ying touched the tip of her nose, “I just realized.”
He Jingxiu explained, “The place we’re eating at is indeed in the suburbs.”
Bo Ying blinked, feeling like he had another sentence coming, “And then?”
He Jingxiu looked at her, then paused and asked, “Do you mind staying out tonight?”
“...”
They exchanged glances, and the light turned green.
He Jingxiu stepped on the accelerator and continued forward. Bo Ying was stunned for a few seconds on the side, then suddenly realized, “Are we going out to play?”
He Jingxiu nodded.
Bo Ying was dumbfounded, blinking her big eyes at him, “Where?”
She knew absolutely nothing.
He Jingxiu smiled, playing coy, “I’ll tell you later.”
Bo Ying: “...”
She looked at He Jingxiu discontentedly, trying to get the answer sooner. But the man just wouldn’t tell, and even her coaxing didn’t work.
After a while, the scenery along the way got better and better, and the road became wider.
Bo Ying stared at the rapidly passing scenery outside the car and spotted a road sign not far away.
She paused, suddenly realizing something.
“Are we going to Maple Leaf Mountain?”
Maple Leaf Mountain was one of the famous mountains in North City, well-known to tourists from far and wide.
Every autumn, it was like a vibrant palette spilled by God, astonishingly beautiful.
And what was most coveted were the maple leaves here. They were more beautiful and attracted more attention than the leaves of other trees.
Many artists on sketching trips and photographers looking for beautiful shots would flock here.
A few days ago, Bo Ying had scrolled through Weibo and happened to see photos taken by a blogger here, which were very beautiful, and she instinctively liked them.
But she hadn’t expected He Jingxiu to notice this.
She thought that someone as busy as He Jingxiu wouldn’t have Weibo, let alone be idle enough to look at her Weibo.
Thinking this, Bo Ying stared directly at him.
“CEO He,” she stared at He Jingxiu’s curled eyelashes, carefully poking his arm, “Is it Maple Leaf Mountain?”
He Jingxiu smiled, “My girlfriend is so smart.”
Bo Ying choked slightly, but her lips curved upwards uncontrollably.
She licked her lips, humming softly, “Of course.”
She was smart to begin with.
He Jingxiu curved his lips, “Do you want to sleep for a bit?”
“No need,” Bo Ying stared at the highway scenery, “I slept pretty well last night.”
On this point, He Jingxiu did not deny it; she had indeed slept very soundly.
Bo Ying chattered with him for a while, mainly out of fear that he would get bored and drowsy.
After a long while, she suddenly remembered, “What about Bomei?”
They wouldn’t be returning tonight, so He Bomei wouldn’t be able to go for a walk.
He Jingxiu lightly tapped the keyboard, saying calmly, “I have a suggestion for you.”
“What?”
“Ask Sheng Chun to help walk her.”
Bo Ying blinked, vaguely understanding something.
She looked at He Jingxiu, pressing further, “How did Sheng Chun get back last night?”
“I called Pei Yan.”
“Oh!” Bo Ying nodded, “You really take care of your friends.”
He Jingxiu: “...”
Bo Ying continued, “Partners in crime.”
Upon hearing this, He Jingxiu felt extremely wronged, “Am I?” He looked at Bo Ying, “How am I like Pei Yan?”
“You’re both the same,” Bo Ying pouted dismissively, “You want me to ask Sheng Chun to walk the dog, and He Bomei is so big. Sheng Chun isn’t usually around her, so she’d definitely need someone to accompany her, right?”
That accompanying person, without a doubt, would be Pei Yan.
He Jingxiu had to admit his girlfriend was truly smart; she thought of everything.
He acknowledged it deeply, then asked, “So, are you going to ask her to go?”
Bo Ying: “...”
She was silent for half a minute, then said firmly, “Yes.”
If it weren’t for Sheng Chun’s story last night, she might not have agreed. But now, Bo Ying was a little obsessed with Sheng Chun and Pei Yan’s love story, and as a CP fan, she felt it was necessary to help them along.
Of course, more importantly, she felt that these two were just having a squabble like any couple and needed some time and an opportunity to reconcile.
After calling Sheng Chun, Bo Ying had originally planned to chat with He Jingxiu for a bit longer.
But whether it was because she was in too good a mood, or because the autumn sun made her too comfortable, she suddenly felt sleepy.
She mumbled a few words and unconsciously drifted off to sleep.
The glaring sunlight outside was blocked. Bo Ying’s seat was reclined, and she slept comfortably.
When she woke up, she was still a little dazed.
Bo Ying rubbed her eyes; there was no one in the driver’s seat.
She turned her head to look out the window on her side and saw someone with their back to her.
He Jingxiu stood outside her window, blocking the light from falling on her.
Bo Ying was momentarily stunned, feeling an indescribable sense of emotion.
The care and tenderness he showed her were always in the small, everyday things.
As if by telepathy, He Jingxiu turned to look.
Bo Ying rolled down the car window and simply rested her head on the window sill, looking up at him.
He Jingxiu lowered his eyes, genuinely feeling that at this moment, she was very much like He Bomei at home, who needed to be stroked.
He couldn’t resist, reaching out to scratch her chin.
Bo Ying felt his technique and asked with wide eyes, “Are you treating me like Bomei?”
He Jingxiu lowered his head and kissed her lips, “I don’t kiss Bomei.”
“...”
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