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

Wen Song had already planned that once she graduated from university and her job was stable, she would buy a house of her own with a mortgage and move in with Wen Miaomiao.

Even if it's not big, it's a real home that belongs to you, and you'll feel more at ease living there.

Lu Zhiheng wanted to continue persuading her, but when his gaze fell on the corners of her eyes, which were flushed with a thin layer of red, he gave up the idea. Anyway, there was still more than a year until her graduation, and there was plenty of time.

After Wen Song left, he slowly walked to the dining table, where the hangover soup was still steaming.

He had never liked this kind of sweet soup, but today, for some inexplicable reason, he sat down and slowly ate spoonful after spoonful.

The taste was surprisingly mild and pleasant.

Her image kept appearing in my mind uncontrollably.

Beneath that soft and docile exterior lies an unyielding tenacity.

When she smiled, she had two small dimples at the corners of her mouth, and her doe-like eyes would curve slightly, as if they were filled with shattered silver.

On the morning before New Year's Day, Wen Song was having breakfast with Wen Miaomiao when the phone rang. Both of them saw the caller ID at the same time. Before answering, Wen Miaomiao pressed down on the phone and warily warned, "Lu Yun is calling you at this time because she wants you to come back to the Zhou family for the New Year's holiday. You absolutely must not agree."

Wen Miaomiao had repeatedly ordered Wen Song not to go to the Zhou family on New Year's Day.

Wen Song hadn't been able to get a specific reason, so she answered the phone with some skepticism. After Lu Yun asked her a few questions about her recent situation, she was indeed asked to go home for the holiday the next day.

Wen Song glanced at Wen Miaomiao subconsciously, and when she met Wen Miaomiao's alert gaze, she politely declined, "Aunt Yun, I have plans to go out with my friends for New Year's Day, so I won't be going. I wish you, Uncle Zhou, and Brother Shi Jing a happy holiday in advance."

Lu Yun was naturally not going to give in easily. "Songsong, there are several days of holiday for New Year's Day. You and your friends can make plans for the later days. Aunt Yun misses you. It's been so long since you came home to see your Uncle Zhou and me after you moved out of your family home."

Wen Song also felt a little uneasy. This was the first time since she turned twelve that she had not spent New Year's Day at the Zhou family home. In previous years, she had always spent New Year's Eve with Zhou Shijing.

But she didn't want to cause any more trouble. Zhou Shijing might not want to see her, and most importantly, she didn't want to upset Wen Miaomiao. "Aunt Yun, the itinerary has already been set. It's not good to change it now. I'm really not coming back."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Miaomiao's tense face finally relaxed. "Well done, Miss Wen. I guarantee this will be the wisest decision you've ever made!"

"However, we can't let our guard down yet. Until it's completely over tomorrow, you and I need to remain vigilant!"

Influenced by her serious demeanor, Wen Song also became nervous. "So, what exactly are we wary of? Will something bad happen at the Zhou family tomorrow?"

Miao Miao shifted her gaze uncomfortably. "Be careful not to get involved with Zhou Shijing again, as this will seriously hinder my timing."

Wen Song:......

"Don't worry, there won't be any more involvement."

Zhou Shijing already has a new girlfriend, and he can still generously bless her with other men. No matter how reluctant he is to let go of this relationship, it's time to put it down completely.

After Lu Yun ended the call, her face darkened. Aunt Tian gently placed a freshly brewed cup of tea beside Lu Yun and asked softly, "Madam, did Songsong say she wouldn't be coming back for New Year's Day?"

"Yes, this child has really been heartbroken by Shi Jing this time."

After Lu Yun finished speaking, she took a deep breath, her eyes filled with determination. "But it's okay. If Plan A doesn't work, I have Plan B. In short, this time I will make sure they get back together no matter what."

Wen Song had just come out of the cafeteria at noon when Xia Lang chased after her from behind, "Songsong, wait for me."

Ever since Lu Zhiheng reminded Wen Song not to get too close to the opposite sex, Wen Song has kept it in mind.

She subconsciously took a step to the side, slightly increasing the distance between herself and Xia Lang.

But Xia Lang didn't seem to notice her deliberate aloofness and spoke to her as warmly as ever.

"Yesterday I went back and tried making a cake according to your method, and guess what?"

Judging from Xia Lang's tone, which was relaxed yet smug, Wen Song couldn't help but guess. A faint smile appeared on her lips. "I bet you succeeded."

"It's more than just a success," Xia Lang said dramatically, "it's practically perfect! Songsong, I never imagined I'd be able to make a cake myself one day. My mom was stunned when she saw it."

He gestured animatedly as he spoke, completely unaware that his appearance had caught the attention of a pair of deep, unseen eyes not far away.

Lu Zhiheng stood on the corridor bridge upstairs. This position offered a wide view, and most importantly, it overlooked the only road leading to the cafeteria.

Congratulations! Congratulations! I don't understand why President Lu suddenly decided to come here for some fresh air today. Following his gaze, I exclaimed, "Hey, isn't that Miss Wen?"

He glanced at the tall, handsome man next to her and introduced him, "Mr. Lu, the man next to Ms. Wen is called Xia Lang. He's said to be a rich second-generation heir. He drives a luxury car to and from get off work, and many people in the company have heard of him."

She comes from a wealthy family, is young, and has an exceptional talent for making people happy…

Lu Zhiheng's gaze shifted indifferently from the girl's ever-smiling face. "With such a good family background, you still managed to settle down and work a nine-to-five job."

He changed the subject abruptly, his tone completely flat, "I remember the company has some openings for overseas training next week, which would be perfect for a hardworking and thoughtful young person like him to gain some experience."

Zhu He's expression hardened, and he secretly glanced at Lu Zhiheng's face, only to be met with a cold and somber look.

While the opportunity for overseas training is certainly rare, Zhu He is by no means naive enough to believe that Xia Lang has gained President Lu's appreciation and favor out of thin air.

In a flash, it dawned on him that President Lu was deliberately using the pretext of an overseas assignment to transfer him away from Miss Wen.

To put it simply, he's keeping an eye on his nephew, preventing him from being poached.

Having thought everything through, the congratulations seemed to carry a certain sense of mission. He nodded solemnly, "Yes, Mr. Lu, I understand. I will make the arrangements immediately."

When Xia Lang received the "bad news" in the afternoon, he couldn't help but let out a wail, "I'll be sent abroad for further studies for at least a month. I'll miss everyone."

Dong Wen scoffed, "Come on, stop arguing like this. You know how rare these overseas training opportunities are; other people want to go but can't."

Another colleague chimed in, "You bet you did. If you ask me, did you secretly give some leader a red envelope? The manager just said that the higher-ups personally selected you."

"If giving gifts could guarantee a spot, I would have applied for three years in a row and not been rejected every time. Xia Lang, this is pure luck. You absolutely have to treat everyone to a meal to comfort our wounded hearts."

Xia Lang himself was completely baffled.

He really didn't want to go, but since the order had been given, he had no choice but to obey. As his gaze swept over a figure working quietly at a desk, he waved his hand and said, "It's just a dinner invitation, why not do it now? Let's go tonight, Jiangyuan Restaurant."