Who wants to be a male model after being reborn? I want to be a male god.

Chapter 370: Balance? Work!
"This card represents false promises, inner division, and inseparable obsession. Although the two can continue together, they will always remain in the memory of a parallel world." Yang Yiyao explained.

Her voice was no longer light, but rather heavy.

Xu Wen recalled his answer when Gu Xingruo asked about Meituan on the phone, as well as the warm and happy ending of the story in Xia Ning's email.

Two different worlds, two different possibilities.

Yang Yiyao observed Xu Wen's reaction and did not interpret the last card immediately.

The only sounds in the office were the sound of the air conditioner and the noise of the computer fan.

The final card lies quietly on the table, waiting to be revealed.

Xu Wen took a deep breath and motioned Yang Yiyao to continue.

"The world." Yang Yiyao turned over the last card and her voice returned to calm.

The card shows a dancer surrounded by a wreath of flowers, with a lion, an eagle, an angel and a bull at the four corners.

This is a symbol of perfection.

“‘World’ represents perfection, cycle, and harmonious coexistence. The world symbolizes a closed loop, but a closed loop can also be a cage,” Yang Yiyao explained.

But there was a subtle warning in her tone.

Xu Wen remembered the "Feasibility Analysis of National Expansion" that Gu Hong gave him. That "too perfect" report made him feel doubtful.

Does a perfect closed loop imply some kind of limitation?

"All the light converges here, but the shadow never disappears." Yang Yiyao continued.

"When you say 'happiness,' are you describing the moment, or are you convincing yourself?" she asked finally, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper.

The divination is over.

The four cards are The Hermit, The Sun, The Reversed Lovers and The World.

They lie quietly on the desk, forming a complex picture of the "future".

Xu Wen stared at the cards for a long time, and countless fragments flashed through his mind: Gu Xingruo's figure in a light blue dress before leaving, Xia Ning's description of the sunshine in the snowy area in the manuscript, Lan Qiusheng's persistence in climbing 17 flights of stairs to deliver the report, and the
A divination about the future has just ended, leaving more questions than answers.

Yang Yiyao began to collect the tarot cards, her movements gentle and slow.

She did not rush to ask Xu Wen about his feelings, nor did she give further explanation of the divination results.

Some answers need to be discovered by the parties themselves, and some roads need to be walked alone.

"The toasted gluten is getting cold." She finally reminded him with this, putting the last card back into the deck with a slight "click".

Xu Wen came back to his senses and looked at the fragrant paper bag on the table.

He smiled helplessly and took out another string of roasted gluten from the paper bag.

"Every time you analyze something for me, I can't understand what you mean. It seems like you said everything, but it also seems like you said nothing. Are all of you fortune tellers such riddle tellers?" Xu Wen complained.

At first, he only regarded Yang Yiyao's divination as a trick to deceive little girls.

But after going through so much, he realized that there seemed to be something mysterious in these tarot cards.

Perhaps Yang Yiyao was gifted and was born to be a fortune teller, and she had a mysterious energy.

It may also be that he has done divination too many times and has been brainwashed, so he started to look for corresponding events for the divination results himself, just like those people who are willing to be deceived by pyramid schemes.

"Divination is just divination. It can only give a vague approximation, but it can't really predict the future. Otherwise, why don't I just buy a lottery ticket? So I'm not a riddle man." Yang Yiyao found a very reasonable reason for herself.

Although it was the first time she heard the word "Riddler", as long as she thought about it carefully, she could easily understand its meaning.

Xu Wen always said words that she had never heard of before.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Yang Yiyao always felt that there was a sense of mystery about him.

"Okay, I have to go. President Xu, please take your time with your work." While speaking, Yang Yiyao sighed softly.

Although she tried to delay time, the time to part finally came.

Xu Wen didn't seem to have any intention of trying to keep him.

He is indeed a heartless and unintentional scumbag.

Yang Yiyao snorted in her heart.

It's a pity that she just likes this scumbag.

"Be careful on the road." Xu Wen reminded.

He stood up from his chair and prepared to see off the "delivery chick" who brought him the toasted gluten.

Seeing this, Yang Yiyao did not forget to tease: "Boss Xu actually came out to see me off in person."

"It's just a small matter." Xu Wen waved his hand.

As the two were walking out, they happened to meet Lan Qiu Sheng walking towards the office.

She was wearing a bright yellow short jacket, the bright color was particularly eye-catching in the sun.

She wore a pure white spaghetti-strap camisole underneath, and her slender collarbone was faintly visible between the collar, which made her already slim figure even more beautiful.

The bottom is a dark blue slim denim skirt that perfectly outlines her slim waist and hips.

Although Lan Qiu Sheng's height was not outstanding, her body proportions were excellent. Her legs extending from under her skirt were long and well-proportioned, shining brightly in the sun.

The combination of the pure white socks and sneakers on the feet adds a touch of youthful vitality to these beautiful legs.

Lan Qiu Sheng was carrying a pink shoulder bag and holding a bag in her hand, which contained the shirt that Xu Wen lent her.

She looked a little childish to begin with, and now standing in front of Yang Yiyao, she looked even more like a little child.

The contrast is striking in some places.

When the two women met, they both saw a bit of surprise in each other's eyes.

In the end, it was Lan Qiusheng who took the initiative to greet him: "Senior Yi Yao, you're here."

The surprise in Yang Yiyao's eyes became even stronger.

Because in her impression, Lan Qiu Sheng didn't seem to be that kind of girl.

The two of them basically only meet during daily gatherings.

At that time, Lan Qiu Sheng had almost no sense of existence.

Although he is good-looking, what Xu Wen has no shortage of is pretty girls.

She dressed simply, didn't talk much, and spent most of her time blending into the crowd.

But Lan Qiu Sheng is very different today.

She was dressed in a sunny style and wore light makeup on her face.

Yang Yiyao didn’t know whether it was the work that changed Lan Qiu Sheng or some other reason.

"Come to work." She replied casually.

"Yes."

After politely greeting each other, the two hurriedly parted.

In the small group at the party, the two were the least familiar with each other.

While walking on the road, Yang Yiyao asked in a low voice: "Balance?"

This is a code word that only she and Xu Wen can understand.

Yang Yiyao felt a little proud of this.

His eyebrows and eyes unconsciously raised a few points.

Xu Wen glanced at Yang Yiyao and calmly replied with two words: "Work."

"Okay, okay, get to work." Yang Yiyao was very perfunctory.

Xu Wen accompanied the person to the door and then walked towards the office.

Yang Yiyao originally planned to take the elevator downstairs.

But just as she was about to press the elevator button, Lan Qiu Sheng's figure suddenly flashed through her mind.

I have to admit that after dressing up, this little girl is indeed as beautiful as Xia Ning and Gu Xingruo, and her style is completely different and lovely.

When this thought flashed through her mind, although Yang Yiyao had already taken the elevator downstairs, she did not get into her car.

Instead, she walked straight to the mall across the street. She came to the western restaurant on the top floor of the mall, and the window seat just happened to be able to see the building where Shancheng was located.

Yang Yiyao didn't understand why she was sitting here.

But as a fortune teller, she trusts her intuition.

Yang Yiyao ordered some food at random.

They don't care about taste or appearance at all.

Yang Yiyao chewed every bite of food mechanically.

The cumin taste of roasted gluten still lingered on her tongue.

Suddenly it became a little bitter.

She looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the glass curtain wall of the building opposite, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Miss, would you like some lemonade?" The waiter's voice woke her up from her trance.

"No need." She forced a professional smile, but when the other person turned around, she caught a glimpse of her own dull eyes in the reflection of the glass.

This discovery made her tense.

Yang Yiyao had long been accustomed to making decisions rationally, but at this moment, a sour feeling was running rampant in her chest.

The phone screen lit up, and a message from a bestie popped up: "Did you meet Mr. Xu?"

With a smug expression.

She did not reply, still staring at the office building opposite.

Yang Yiyao didn't know what she was waiting for.

Lan Qiu Sheng stood in front of Xu Wen's office door, tapping lightly on the door with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

"Come in." Xu Wen's voice came from inside the door.

Lan Qiu Sheng pushed open the door and saw Xu Wen staring intently at the computer screen, his slender fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard.

The light from the office shone softly on his profile, outlining his angular features.

The setting sun outside shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a golden halo on the entire room.

"What's the matter?" Xu Wen asked without raising his head, his voice filled with the concentration at work.

Lan Qiu Sheng walked to the desk and gently placed the bag in his hand on the table.

"Here are the washed shirts, ironed." Her voice was a little softer than usual.

Xu Wen then raised his head and moved his gaze from the computer screen to Lan Qiu Sheng.

He took the bag and put it aside.

"Thank you. Did you catch a cold after you went back?" His gaze stayed on Lan Qiu Sheng's face for a few seconds to confirm her complexion.

"I'm completely healed now. I drank ginger soup when I got home that day, and I was fine the next day." Lan Qiu Sheng straightened his back slightly, trying to make his voice sound calm and professional.

Xu Wen nodded, his tone gentle and calm: "That's good."

He turned his chair and faced Lan Qiusheng: "Anything else?"

Lan Qiusheng smiled slightly and replied, "No more."

She was tempted to keep the shirt, but she eventually gave it back.

Those perverted thoughts were eventually suppressed by her.

After returning the shirt, she said goodbye to Xu Wen and returned to her job.

Although she felt a little reluctant, she felt inexplicably relaxed after returning all the things.

Just as he was about to work, Lan Qiu Sheng accidentally glanced at the small mirror on the desk.

She looked so beautiful in the mirror that she felt very strange.

This is what Ding Yue dressed up specially for her today.

It's said to be a winning set.

Lan Qiu was afraid that the distraction would affect his work, so he took off the mirror guiltily.

But at this moment, her cell phone rang.

She was so nervous that she almost threw her phone away.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the message was from Ding Yue.

There were only these few words in Ding Yue’s text message.

"I'm waiting for your good news."

Lan Qiusheng turned off his cell phone and stopped being distracted by the matter. Instead, he devoted himself to his work.

She seemed to have returned to her old self, except that she was wearing something special today.

Time at work always passes quickly.

Lan Qiu Sheng looked at the time. She knew Xu Wen was probably going back, so she knocked on his office door again.

After being allowed to enter, she took a deep breath and walked into the office with all her strength.

When she saw Xu Wen, she started to get nervous again.

This was an emotion she had never experienced before.

"What's wrong?" Xu Wen asked softly.

Lan Qiusheng adjusted his breathing, clenched and unclenched his hands at his sides, and said, "It's like this. September is coming soon, and the freshmen are about to enroll. The college would like to invite you to participate in the welcome event."

She paused and observed Xu Wen's reaction.

"Because you successfully predicted the questions in the college entrance examination, almost all the freshmen in this class know you, and the college wants to take advantage of your celebrity effect." She continued to explain.

Xu Wen raised his eyebrows and stopped what he was doing: "Welcome to the new students? When exactly is it?"

"Next Saturday morning, it will mainly be the opening ceremony and the freshman meet-and-greet, so it won't take up too much time." Lan Qiu Sheng replied quickly, with a hint of anticipation in his voice.

Xu Wen leaned back in his chair and looked out the window thoughtfully.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected in his eyes, making those deep eyes look particularly bright.

Before he knew it, he was already a sophomore.

He didn’t feel much when he entered sophomore year in his previous life.

The biggest gain from his one-year college life was that he could skip classes so that he could go out to work.

I never thought that one day he would become an honorary senior.

Lan Qiu Sheng waited quietly, his heart beating faster unconsciously.

"Okay, I'll make time for that day." Xu Wen finally nodded.

Lan Qiusheng's eyes lit up, and his tone became cheerful unconsciously: "That's great! They must be very happy to know you're here."

She paused and continued, "Well, it's time to get off work now. Do you want to go out for dinner together? And we can talk about the details of the welcome ceremony."

Xu Wen looked at his watch and then glanced at the time on the computer screen.

"It's time for dinner, what do you want to eat?" He stood up and turned off the computer.

"It's either one, depending on what you like. I know there's a new Cantonese restaurant nearby, and I heard it's pretty good." Lan Qiu Sheng replied quickly.

Xu Wen packed up his things and stood up: "Then let's have Cantonese food."

He walked up to Lan Qiu Sheng and motioned for her to go out with him.

The two walked out of the office side by side, passing through the slightly empty office area.

In the elevator, Lan Qiu Sheng stood beside Xu Wen and could smell a faint fragrance on him, mixed with a hint of coffee.

“What exactly do I need to do during the orientation?”

Xu Wen suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the elevator.

(End of this chapter)