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

With New Year's Day approaching, there are more gatherings and events.

That day, Wen Song received a message from a senior member of the school's Go club, saying that the club was organizing a dinner party for everyone that evening.

After getting off work, she went directly to a Hunan restaurant near the school. They hadn't seen each other for a while, and they had a lot to talk about after meeting.

Wen Song, in particular, is one of the few girls in the club. She is pretty and quiet, and was originally the club's darling. This time, she won an internship at Lu's Group, which made her the focus of everyone's attention.

"Songsong, is the pressure of interning at a top company like the Lu Group incredibly high?"

Wen Song smiled gently, "Fortunately, the department I joined isn't that stressful."

"I heard that any employee they randomly pick is a graduate of a prestigious university, and the salary and benefits are top-notch in the industry. Every year, countless college students want to intern there, but only a handful ultimately pass through the rigorous selection process and stay on."

Someone followed up with, "Songsong, did you find the interview particularly difficult back then?"

Wen Song lowered his eyes and said humbly, "Luck played a big part. The interviewer was very nice and didn't deliberately make things difficult for me."

The surrounding exclamations of praise fell on her ears, but she just sat quietly, without the slightest arrogance, which only made her appear even more gentle and outstanding.

A gossipy junior girl sidled up to her, "Sister Songsong, you've been interning at Lu's Group for a while now. Have you seen the president of Lu's Group? Is he really as young and charming as the rumors say?"

Wen Song's fingertips curled slightly. Since Lu Zhiheng's birthday, she hadn't seen him for several days. His tall and aloof figure and his handsome face, which never showed much of a smile, flashed uncontrollably through her mind. "I've only seen him twice from afar. He's indeed not very old. As for whether he's charming or not, it depends on the person."

At the very least, she felt that what surpassed his charm was his imposing and awe-inspiring aura.

"Zeng Xia, you seem unusually quiet today. Is something on your mind?"

Zeng Xia snapped out of his reverie upon hearing this. He had indeed been somewhat distracted tonight. "No, I've been listening attentively to what you're saying."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Wen Song and praised her sincerely, "Wen Song, you are really amazing."

Wen Song blinked her long eyelashes lightly, "My major just happens to be a good match for that department, unlike you, a real top student in the computer science department. When you go out for internships or jobs, your qualifications will be much more valuable than mine."

A glint of light appeared in Zeng Xia's eyes, and the fingers resting on her knees clenched into fists.

After the party ended, everyone left in twos and threes. Wen Song promised Wen Miaomiao that he would go to the noodle shop from last time to get her a bowl of noodles to take home, so he walked there.

Zeng Xia happened to be going to that area as well, and offered to go with her.

The two walked silently down the road, keeping a distance of half a meter between them.

As they approached the noodle shop, Zeng Xia suddenly quickened her pace and blocked Wen Song's path. "Wen Song, there's something I want to tell you."

Wen Song was forced to stop, looked up at him with a puzzled expression, and asked, "What is it?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across Zeng Xia's eyes, but it quickly solidified into determination. "I've also been applying for internships recently."

Wen Song nodded gently, "That's great, it's good to gain experience early."

Zeng Xia clenched her fists, her gaze fixed on her face, her tone revealing a barely perceptible nervousness, "I...I also want to try Lu's Group."

Wen Song paused for a second, then nodded again, "It seems that Lu's Group is expanding into the technology sector recently, and they need computer professionals like you. You have a great chance."

Zeng Xia's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he looked at her and whispered, "If I pass the interview, we can intern at the same company in the future, Wen Song. Will you be my girlfriend then?"

"Girlfriend?"

Wen Song's face stiffened; she never expected Zeng Xia to suddenly say such a thing to her.

"Zeng Xia, I..."

"I joined the club in the first place because of you."

Zeng Xia didn't let Wen Song finish speaking, and continued to confess, "Wen Song, I like you, and it's not just a passing fancy. I don't expect you to give me an answer right now, but at least give me a chance to pursue you, okay?"

Wen Song had always simply regarded him as a fellow club member, and the two rarely interacted. She never realized that he harbored such feelings for her.

But she really doesn't have feelings for Zeng Xia, and she doesn't want to start another relationship right now.

"I'm sorry, Zeng Xia."

Wen Song pursed her lips. "I'm sorry, I don't like you. I know it's a bit heartless to say this, but when it comes to feelings, being indecisive will only hurt more. Thank you for liking me. You're a good person, and I believe you'll find someone who likes you back in the future."

After Wen Song finished speaking, she nodded apologetically to Zeng Xia. Just as she was about to turn and leave, her wrist was grabbed by a large hand. "Wen Song, I..."

"Wen Song."

At the same time as Zeng Xia's voice, another deep, magnetic voice rang out.

Wen Song and Zeng Xia looked in the direction of the sound at the same time, and then noticed a Maybach parked on the side of the road. At this moment, the rear window was rolled down, revealing the man's solemn and imposing face.

"Uncle?"

Wen Song had no idea she would run into Lu Zhiheng here. She had been so focused on walking that she only noticed a car parked here and hadn't paid attention to the license plate. Now that she thought about it, she realized that her conversation with Zeng Xia had probably been overheard by him.

Overwhelmed with embarrassment, Wen Song's cheeks flushed instantly. She timidly looked up at Lu Zhiheng, the night enveloping his sharp profile, making his eyes appear even more deep and somber.

He didn't look at Wen Song; his gaze pierced through the air like a sharp blade, firmly fixed on Zeng Xia's large hand that was gripping Wen Song. That gaze, which contained a hidden warning and intimidation, sent chills down Zeng Xia's spine in just a few seconds. His fingertips trembled, and he unconsciously loosened his grip on Wen Song.

"I'm sorry, Wen Song, I..."

"Wen Song, get in the car."

Lu Zhiheng's tone was neither too loud nor too soft, but the domineering look in his eyes made Wen Song dare not disobey him in the slightest. She quietly rubbed her wrist, which was sore from Zeng Xia's pinching, and dared not say another word to Zeng Xia. She pursed her lips, walked to the car, opened the door, and got in.

Zeng Xia watched helplessly as Wen Song got into the car of the man she called "Little Uncle". He subconsciously took two steps forward to chase after him, but was forced to stop by the man's imposing gaze.

He was, after all, still a college student. His youthful impetuosity and passionate feelings were no match for the other party's seasoned and sophisticated aura.

He murmured a few times, but in the end, he could only watch as the car window slowly rolled up and drove away with the girl he liked.