The innocent and sweet girl turned red at first glance, shattering her abstinent and domineering per

My first day at the company was a perfect experience, filled with a relaxed and enjoyable mood.

When it was time to leave work, Wen Song took the elevator downstairs with everyone. When they reached the lobby on the first floor, they happened to see Lu Zhiheng leading a group of senior executives in through the main entrance.

His height of 1.9 meters is already eye-catching, and his serious demeanor makes him even more imposing.

It's no wonder Wen Song is timid; being around him is stressful. The executives who follow him are usually the absolute leaders in their respective departments, but now they all keep a straight back and walk quietly, not daring to make a sound.

As the two groups of people passed each other, Lu Zhiheng's gaze briefly met Wen Song's for a second before they quickly looked away in tacit agreement.

After Lu Zhiheng entered the president's private elevator, Dong Wen finally couldn't hold back any longer. She tugged at Wen Song's sleeve, suppressing her excitement, "Songsong, you're so lucky on your first day at work!"

Dong Wen is a girl with tiger teeth. She has a lively personality and has already established a deep revolutionary friendship with Wen Song during today's time together.

Wen Song was a little confused. "Why do you say that?"

Dong Wen clicked her tongue twice, her head still fixed on the elevator, a lovesick expression on her face. "Do you know who that man was? He's the president of our Lu Group, the undisputed top boss! Not only is he from a good family and incredibly capable, but most importantly, he has such an authoritative look and demeanor. He's the object of admiration for all the women in our company. Please note, by all the women I mean include married women, women who have given birth, and even the women who clean the restrooms."

Wen Song: "..."

She felt that Dong Wen's words were somewhat exaggerated. Although Lu Zhiheng's qualities were indeed real, what if there were others like her who would avoid him at all costs because of his strong presence?

"You have no idea, when I first joined the company, I only had the chance to meet President Lu once every six months. From that one glance, I was completely captivated and have been unable to extricate myself ever since..."

Dong Wen made a heart shape with her hands, "That's why I said that you were incredibly lucky to see him on your first day of work."

Wen Song thought to herself that she would probably have many more lucky moments from then on.

Seeing the entranced look on Dong Wen's face when she mentioned Lu Zhiheng, she tentatively asked, "Sister Dong Wen, do you like President Lu?"

"Of course I like him. Tell me, what normal woman could say 'I don't like' when she sees a man like Mr. Lu?"

Before Wen Song could express her opinion, Dong Wen sighed deeply again, "But what's the use of liking someone? He's ultimately a man we ordinary women can never have, and besides..."

As she spoke, she leaned close to Wen Song's ear mysteriously and lowered her voice, "Moreover, it is said that he is completely uninterested in women. Over the years, not a single woman has ever appeared by his side, and even his assistants are all men."

That's true. Lu Zhiheng's love life has become the biggest worry for Old Madam Lu. Wen Song has heard the old lady complain to Aunt Yun several times, saying that even if he doesn't get married, he should try to get to know a few female friends first.

At her most anxious moment, the old lady even suspected his sexual orientation and urged Aunt Yun to sound out Lu Zhiheng. In the end, Aunt Yun suppressed the matter and advised the old lady not to be too anxious. Lu Zhiheng had just returned to the country, and after a while, when he had settled down, she would arrange a few suitable blind dates for him.

As Wen Song came out of the company, she immediately saw Wen Miaomiao waiting outside. She had her hands in her coat pockets and was jumping idly on the floor tiles with her head down.

Even in this state, Wen Miaomiao still retains a bit of a childlike quality.

Wen Song watched quietly for a while before walking over. "Miao Miao, are you here to pick me up from get off work?"

Wen Miaomiao's cool expression became slightly unnatural. "Who came to pick you up? You've been cooped up at home all day, bored."

Wen Song's eyes curved into a gentle smile as he reached out and touched Wen Miaomiao's hair. "It's cold. Remember to wear a hat next time you come."

Wen Miaomiao frowned and turned her head away from Wen Song's hand. "Wen Song, try touching my hair again?"

Wen Song knew when to stop, not wanting to provoke this bad-tempered girl. "Let's go, we can go to the supermarket together and buy some fruits and vegetables."

Lu Yun had suggested hiring a nanny for them, but Wen Song declined, considering her relationship with Wen Miaomiao and worried about causing unnecessary trouble. So, during this time, Wen Song mostly cooked for the two of them herself.

Upon arriving at the supermarket, Wen Miaomiao immediately spotted a child being pushed around in a shopping cart by their parent. She froze for a moment, saying, "Wen Song, I want you to push me too."

Wen Song was about to say that those seats were for very young children, but when she looked up and met Wen Miaomiao's stubborn yet expectant gaze, she couldn't help but smile and say, "Okay, come on up."

Although her daughter Miaomiao is a bit precocious, she is still a little girl who needs to be coaxed at times.

The two strolled leisurely between the rows of shelves. Wen Miaomiao was in a particularly good mood. "Wen Song, let's go home and have hot pot?"

Making hot pot wasn't too troublesome for Wen Song. The two of them enthusiastically picked out a whole bunch of various ingredients, and when they paid the bill and went out, each of them was carrying a big bag.

"I've been staying here for so many days, and I haven't seen Lu Zhiheng even once. Is he still away on a business trip?"

On the way, Wen Miaomiao suddenly asked.

Wen Song carefully observed her expression, guessing whether she was missing her father again.

"I just got back last night. I ran into him in the elevator when I got home."

"What? You two ran into each other? Why didn't you mention it last night?"

Wen Song didn't think there was anything to talk about, but seeing Wen Miaomiao's particularly excited expression, she sighed inwardly, "Miaomiao, let's find an opportunity to invite him to dinner in a few days, then you can meet him."

Wen Miaomiao's eyes lit up. "Why wait a few more days? There's no time like the present, let's do it today!"

She weighed the shopping bag in her hand. "These are ready-made ingredients."

Wen Song hadn't considered inviting Lu Zhiheng to dinner at home, and besides, she hadn't made any preparations beforehand. "Let's do it next time. Inviting him to hot pot is too casual."

Lu Zhiheng gave her the impression of being otherworldly. In any case, Wen Song couldn't imagine him wearing a well-tailored suit, sitting in front of a steaming hot pot, eating and cooking vegetables.

"Besides, he only just got back to the company when I got off work, and he might not be home yet at this hour."

Wen Miaomiao's interest was piqued, and one or two buckets of cold water couldn't dampen it. "What's wrong with hot pot? Doesn't it show more sincerity if you make it yourself than if you eat it at a restaurant?"

She walked a few steps to Wen Song, then backed away. "Just go to his house and knock on the door. If he's home, invite him over for dinner. If he's not, just pretend he's not lucky enough to have him, okay?"

How could Wen Song bear to refuse a child who missed her father so much? She gently exhaled and said, "Alright, let's make it clear first, you're not allowed to be disappointed if he's not home."

Wen Miaomiao, being shrewd, saw through Wen Song's little scheme at a glance. "I advise you to give up on trying to fool me. I'll be watching you knock on his door."