A small candy

Chapter 11 Miss Jane confessed her love to another man
Realizing that Cheng Zhixu's gaze might fall on her, Jian Ling felt as if she was facing a great enemy. When the elevator in front of her made a "ding" sound, she rushed in with all her strength, almost knocking over the person coming out in front of her.

She hurriedly apologized, squeezed through the crowd and hid at the innermost side of the elevator.

After confirming that Cheng Zhixu couldn't see into the elevator from her angle, Jian Ling finally let out a long sigh of relief, leaning against the elevator wall. When the elevator door closed, she took a few steps to the side and pressed the 26th floor button.

Jian Ling was absent-minded the whole day. Fortunately, nothing serious happened, otherwise she would have failed in her current state.

Today is Friday, and there are still two hours before the end of get off work. Jian Ling rubbed her sore neck, picked up the cup and went to the tea room to make coffee.

When she came back, the phone on the desk lit up. Thinking there was some important news, Jian Ling was about to pick it up to read it, but Dai Wangchu, who was working at the next desk, gave her a look and said, "Don't look at it anymore. It's a group chat announcement about a department dinner tonight. Everyone is invited to attend if they have nothing to do. It's to welcome us new colleagues."

Jian Ling put down the cup and stopped checking the group messages.

After get off work, the group discussed and reached a conclusion. The minority obeyed the majority, and the dinner location was set at a mid-range barbecue restaurant not far from the company.

Three or four people shared a car, and after half past six, everyone arrived at the barbecue restaurant one after another and took the elevator upstairs to the private room that had been booked in advance.

A long table several meters long was placed in the middle, with chairs neatly arranged on both sides. In addition to the wire mesh for barbecue, there was also a double-flavored hot pot on the table.

There was a separate chair placed on the wide side of the long table, which was the seat reserved for department head Yuan Xiao.

When Jian Ling arrived, everyone was already chatting. She took Dai Wangchu's arm and sat in two adjacent empty seats, excitedly joining in the discussion.

The atmosphere at the scene was stagnant for a moment. Her colleagues turned their heads to look at her, then calmly looked away and resumed the previous topic.

Jian Ling lowered her eyelids and touched her nose.

She wasn't particularly sensitive, even a bit thick-skinned, but she could still sense her colleagues treating her differently from subtle gestures. After a moment's reflection, she realized it was because her supervisor had told her and Cheng Zhixu to meet with Italian clients, and her colleagues had privately assumed she had connections.

Jian Ling sighed silently, but before she could feel sad, she felt a touch of warmth on the back of her hand. She raised her head and met Dai Wangchu's eyes.

"Don't overthink it." Dai Wangchu said in a voice only the two of them could hear. "Let me teach you a lesson: in the workplace, you don't need to make all your colleagues your friends."

Jian Ling frowned: "Aren't we friends?"

"Of course." Dai Wangchu blinked gently and said with a smile, "There are exceptions to everything. I know what kind of person you are. You won't think about such nonsense."

Jane Ling's eyes were filled with emotion. She thought that her internship would be just like her last one, where she couldn't make a single friend she could talk to.

"They only saw your supervisor telling you to go meet with Mr. Cheng for a meeting with Italian clients, but they didn't realize that even if the supervisor gave the opportunity to someone else, they wouldn't be able to take it." Dai Wangchu spread his hands soberly, "Like me, I can't go. I'm fine with English and Japanese, but I don't know a thing about Italian."

Jian Ling was comforted and decided to forgive her for mocking her for never having been in a relationship.

The door to the box was pushed open, and Yuan Xiao walked in with a suit draped over his arm. He was in his early thirties, with fair skin and a smile on his face. "Is everyone here?"

Everyone stood up and greeted them.

Yuan Xiao raised his hand and pressed his palm down, signaling everyone to relax and relax: "Everyone, please sit down. This is not working hours, so don't be so reserved. Just do whatever is comfortable for you."

After confirming everyone was present, the waiters filed in, bringing plates of marinated beef, mutton, and pork belly, along with side dishes and snacks. The table quickly filled up. Slices of bright red meat sizzled on the wire mesh, while the hot pot broth began to boil, bubbling and bubbling.

After eating for a while, everyone started playing games like "You Have It, I Don't" and "Truth or Dare". Jian Ling forgot her previous unhappiness and actively participated in the games.

Unfortunately, she got caught in the third round. Fan Yijun pushed two stacks of cards in front of her, her red lips curled slightly, "The first two players chose truth, you're not going to go easy on them too, are you?"

Jian Ling stretched her hand in the air to play truth or dare but stopped. After hearing what she said, she could only play dare or dare.

She randomly pulled out a card from the big dare pile, and everyone gathered around excitedly. They saw small light gold words written on the card: Look deeply into the eyes of a person of the opposite sex present for one minute and say "I like you".

Jian Ling's expression changed slightly.

She was stunned for several seconds before she frowned and read the words on the card again, making sure she was not mistaken, her face wrinkled.

How unlucky she is!

Fan Yijun covered her lips, smiled ambiguously, said "Wow", sorted out the cards, and looked at Jian Ling who looked distressed: "Have you decided which of the men here to choose?"

Jian Ling took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Knowing that she couldn't avoid the disaster, she raised her head and asked the others, "Can I choose to accept the punishment?"

Before anyone else could speak, Fan Yijun picked up the bottle of wine beside him and shook it, grinning gleefully, "We agreed beforehand, three glasses of white wine."

Jian Ling's face turned pale after hearing this.

This morning, Ye Guizhou poked her forehead and gave her a lecture. If she dared to do it again, the consequences would be unimaginable when Ye Guizhou found out.

Jian Ling covered her forehead and said aggrievedly, "I don't drink alcohol. Can I drink juice instead?"

Fan Yijun looked at the others, then at her, and asked with a smile, "Drinking juice is considered a punishment?"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the supervisor stood up and tried to smooth things over: "Since Jian Ling said she doesn't drink, then let's drink something else. It's not safe for a young girl to get drunk so late at night."

Fan Yijun didn't dare to disobey his boss, but he didn't want to let Jian Ling go, so he said sarcastically, "If you can't afford to lose, don't play. This is the rule of the game. Even if you have the guts, don't follow the company rules."

Dai Wangchu wanted to say that he would help Jian Ling drink it, but the next second, Jian Ling let out a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll follow the rules of the game."

She casually pointed at the man sitting across from her, Duan Xiting, and invited him, "Will you cooperate with me in completing this great adventure?"

It is impossible for me to drink alcohol, even if I die.

Not to mention three glasses of white wine, based on what happened last night, she would be knocked out with just one glass of white wine, and it would be even more embarrassing if she acted drunkenly.

Duan Xiting was a new intern like her, and after getting to know him for a while, she found him to be an honest and kind person.

Sure enough, Duan Xiting scratched the back of his head, looked at Jian Ling for a few seconds, stood up and pushed the chair away: "Okay."

The two of them stared at each other across a table more than one meter wide, and someone next to them took out a cell phone and started a one-minute countdown.

It was said that they looked at each other affectionately, but in fact no one delved into it. Jian Ling looked into Duan Xiting's eyes with normal emotions, but he was the one who felt embarrassed first, and his ears turned red.

During the countdown to the last few seconds, Duan Xiting's eyes were a little evasive.

"Three, two, one—" Dai Wangchu made a pause gesture and whispered, "That's enough, Jian Ling."

Jian Ling's shoulders slumped, and she wiped the corners of her eyes. She remembered she had one more thing to say, so she took a deep breath and said to Duan Xiting, "I, I like you."

Duan Xiting paused and said in a comforting voice: "Okay, you have completed the task." Jian Ling slumped in the chair, picked up the cup in front of her and took a big sip of juice. Her chest rose and fell as she gasped, showing how uneasy she was.

When she recovered from her embarrassment, she found that Fan Yijun was holding up his cell phone towards her.

Jian Ling blinked in confusion, not understanding what was going on.

Even after being caught, Fan Yijun didn't hold back. He smiled openly and said jokingly, "I took a short video and posted it to our group. You can check it out. Jian Ling's performance is quite interesting. It's like she's in a TV drama."

Jian Ling's eyes flickered. She took out her cell phone from the bag behind her, opened the Planning Department's WeChat group, and scrolled up. There was no video that Fan Yijun mentioned.

No one else saw it either.

"Have you sent it yet? I don't have anything here. Is the internet slow?"

"I wasn't connected to the store's wireless network, and I had my data turned on, so I didn't see it."

"Neither does mine."

Fan Yijun slowly picked up his phone from the table, looked at it, covered his face, and muttered, "It's over, it's over. I didn't see it clearly and sent it to the wrong group."

Jian Ling's eyes widened: "What?"

She quickly opened another group and saw that the people in the group were having a heated discussion about the video.

"Which department's party is this? Why is there such a beautiful girl in our company?"

"It's so pleasing to the eyes to see a beautiful woman and a handsome man standing together. Is this a confession?"

"99."

"99."

"999999."

"No, it looks like he lost a game."

"I also think it's a game like Dare or something. In that case, with all due respect, does anyone have the contact information for this beautiful girl? I'd love to meet her."

"I see the girl's face is red. I wonder if she is confessing her feelings while drunk."

Jian Ling frowned and looked up at Fan Yijun: "You posted the video, can you retract it? I don't really like being judged by strangers."

Fan Yijun tapped the screen twice and glanced at Jian Ling with an apologetic look: "Sorry, it's been more than two minutes and I can't withdraw."

Jian Ling stopped talking.

This group was a large internal company group, encompassing employees from all departments. Unlike the smaller group in the Planning Department, which only consisted of colleagues who knew each other, posting a video like that to a large group made Jian Ling feel uncomfortable, even embarrassed.

Seeing her unhappy face, Fan Yijun also showed an aggrieved look and explained to her: "I didn't mean it. I thought everyone was there and saw it, so it was okay to post it in the group. I just treated it as a joke and laughed it off. I didn't expect that I accidentally posted it to another group."

Dai Wangchu snorted coldly: "Even if it is posted to our department group, it still needs Jian Ling's consent, right? It is only a joke if the person involved finds it funny. Otherwise, it is disrespectful."

Seeing that a quarrel was about to break out, others rushed over to interrupt, changed the subject, and put this little episode behind them.

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Minglang accompanied Cheng Zhixu to a dinner party. On the way back, he felt a little bored sitting in the car. He opened the company group and saw everyone discussing "beautiful girls" and "confessions".

Driven by curiosity, he looked through the historical messages and found the short video that everyone was talking about.

Minglang clicked on it without thinking. The video filled the entire screen, and the first thing that caught his eye was a familiar face.

this is not……

Is that Miss Jane who has a close relationship with the boss?
Minglang raised his glasses in surprise and saw Jian Ling staring at a handsome guy for a full minute. Then, she said to the handsome guy, "I like you."

Minglang didn't hold the phone firmly and it fell on his legs.

He wasn't wearing headphones, and the volume of his phone was very loud. Cheng Zhixu in the back seat was disturbed and raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows, but he paused halfway through, as if he remembered that the voice sounded a little familiar, as if he had heard it not long ago.

"What are you looking at?" Cheng Zhixu crossed his hands and placed them on his abdomen.

Minglang sat in the passenger seat, holding up his phone and twisting his neck: "It's Miss Jian."

It really was her. Cheng Zhixu nodded thoughtfully, raising his eyebrows. Minglang understood, clicked on the video again, and tilted his phone screen to show him.

Cheng Zhixu watched Jian Ling in the video as she awkwardly met the man's eyes. After a long pause, she pursed her lips and spoke clearly, "I, I like you."

The video ends here and we can't see what happens next.

Cheng Zhixu paused for a moment, then waved. Minglang locked his phone and sat up straight, holding it.

After driving for a while and almost reaching home, Cheng Zhixu asked in a very slow tone, "What happened?"

Minglang didn't understand what he meant for a moment and was stunned for several seconds: "What...what's going on?"

Cheng Zhixu: "Video."

clear:"……?"

More than half an hour has passed since the video was played. Isn’t Mr. Cheng’s reaction time a bit long?
I said "Ah" clearly, and explained to him: "I saw someone in the group say that they were playing Dare."

Cheng Zhixu: "Oh."

Minglang thought for a moment and added, "Some people also say that the girl was drunk and confessed her feelings while she was drunk."

Cheng Zhixu fell silent, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dark night outside the window.

　Speaking is an art, but unfortunately Assistant Ming doesn't understand this art...

　　He is destined to not get a salary increase or year-end bonus.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)