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

No sooner had Grandma Lu and Han Qingya left than Lu Zhiheng pinned Wen Song to the sofa.

"grandmother?"

"Uncle?"

With each sentence he spoke, he moved closer to Wen Song, his deep voice carrying a hint of accusation, "Knowing that my mother wants to match me with Han Qingya, you refused to stay and defend your rights, instead trying to slip away?"

Wen Song had nowhere left to retreat. Her back was pressed tightly against the sofa back, her eyelashes trembling. She turned her head away to avoid Lu Zhiheng's constant approach.

"I'm sorry, my grandma is so good to me, I'm worried that if she finds out about you and me... she won't be able to accept it."

"Why can't you accept it?"

Lu Zhiheng had tried several times to clarify his relationship with Wen Song, but he swallowed his words because of Wen Song's pleading eyes.

"Songsong, we're in a normal relationship. One day, our relationship will be made public. We can't keep it a secret from them forever."

Wen Song also understood this principle, "I didn't intend to keep it a secret forever."

She raised her eyes and mustered the courage to meet Lu Zhiheng's gaze. "After all, I dated Zhou Shijing before, and I only recently broke off our engagement. If we were to suddenly go public with our relationship now, it would inevitably cause strong opposition from outsiders... from your parents, and even Aunt Yun and Uncle Kang. The whole family would definitely be in chaos."

Lu Zhiheng drew breath, and Wen Song's concerns were not without merit, but...

He looked at Wen Song with a gentle yet firm gaze, "Even if the problems you mentioned happen, you have to believe me, I have the ability to resolve them."

He wasn't actually insistent on making their relationship public at this time; he just felt sorry for this silly girl. "Songsong, don't always consider others in everything you do. You'll have a hard time if you do that."

"But they are the closest people to me in this world, and the people who are the best to me. I can't ignore them."

Lu Zhiheng was completely helpless against this kind and gentle girl. His chest heaved, and just as he was about to say something, a pair of slender arms suddenly encircled his neck, followed by a light kiss with a sweet, creamy flavor on his lips.

"How about we wait until after the New Year? If you want to announce it then, I'm ready to go along with it. No matter what pressure we face, I'll face it with you."

Valentine's Day is just a few days away and the Lunar New Year is just around the corner. All in all, it's less than a month away. Wen Song doesn't want to cause any trouble at this juncture. At the very least, he wants everyone to have a happy Lunar New Year.

The girl blushed and coaxed him in a soft, clumsy yet adorable way. Lu Zhiheng's pent-up frustration seemed to vanish in an instant, especially when Wen Song took the initiative to kiss him, which firmly gripped his entire heart.

He leaned down and pulled her into his arms, tightening his grip and holding her tightly in his embrace. He kissed her lips tenderly, murmuring indistinctly, "It's a promise, we'll go public after the New Year. No going back on your word."

Wen Song received flowers from Lu Zhiheng for half a month straight, each day with a different flower, filling the office with a faint floral fragrance.

That day, she had just returned to her workstation with the flowers in her arms when she received a call from the deliveryman, informing her that someone had delivered a bouquet of flowers to her and asking her to come down and sign for it.

Aside from Lu Zhiheng, Wen Song couldn't think of anyone else who would send her flowers.

When she received the unsigned bouquet of yellow roses, her doubts deepened.

Zhuhe had just finished running errands and was returning to the company when she saw Wensong carrying that bouquet of yellow roses as she entered the elevator.

He secretly kept this in mind, and after going up to the president's office, he took the opportunity of reporting to Lu Zhiheng to casually ask, "President Lu, do you know what the meaning of yellow roses is?"

Lu Zhiheng looked down at the documents in his hand without raising his head. "I don't know."

Congratulations! I said "Oh," and added, "I saw Miss Wen holding a bunch of yellow roses today, and I thought they were quite pretty. I looked up their meaning out of boredom, and it seems to represent an apology."

As he spoke, he carefully observed Lu Zhiheng's expression, "I wonder who upset Miss Wen and is using flowers to apologize to her."

Lu Zhiheng stopped flipping through the documents. Two seconds later, he looked up at Zhu He, his tone cold and stern, "When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me immediately?"

Recently, President Lu and Miss Wen's relationship has been getting warmer every day. President Lu is in a good mood, which makes life much easier for the president's office as well.

He rarely spoke so harshly, and his expression suddenly changed. Cold sweat poured down his face. "About an hour ago, you were talking to Director Xiang in your office, so I didn't come in to disturb you."

His mind raced, trying to find a way to make amends. "Mr. Lu, should I check the information of the person who sent flowers to Miss Wen?"

Lu Zhiheng already had a general idea in mind, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened. "No need."

He raised his hand to congratulate her as he left, and as he turned around, he added, "Tell the restaurant to make the dishes a bit more flavorful; yesterday's food was too bland, she barely touched it."

He responded respectfully with congratulations, and immediately called the restaurant after leaving.

He dared not take the matter of Miss Wen lightly at all.

Wen Song felt that the mornings passed the fastest each day. After organizing her work and having an internal meeting with her team, it was lunchtime in the blink of an eye.

Dong Wen hadn't eaten with Wen Song in a long time, and today she insisted on dragging her along. "I don't care, I'm in a bad mood today. Whatever your reason, you have to eat with me now!"

Wen Song was forcibly dragged towards the cafeteria, and with difficulty, she managed to send a text message to Lu Zhiheng to let him know, "I'm having lunch with my colleagues today, so I won't be coming up."

It was followed by a kitten hugging an emoji.

Congratulations on setting the dishes on the coffee table. Just then, Mr. Lu's phone rang. He glanced at it, his expression instantly darkening. He stood up and strode out.

He took a few steps forward suspiciously, "Mr. Lu, aren't you going to eat?"

Lu Zhiheng coldly finished speaking, "We're eating at the company cafeteria today."

Wen Song and Dong Wen finished getting their food and chose a less crowded spot to sit down.

"Sister Dong Wen, what's wrong with you today? Why are you in a bad mood?"

Dong Wen angrily poked at the rice in her bowl, "I heard from a rumor that my crush seems to be dating someone!"

Wen Song:......

Dong Wen's movements as she poked at the rice grains grew louder and louder. "I heard it was one of our company's employees."

She gritted her teeth, "Didn't he say he was celibate? I was prepared to grow old alone with him, and he just dumped me like that!"

She closed her eyes, looked up at the sky, and let out a desperate wail, "Songsong, I hate it so much! I hate that woman is so lucky, I hate that the lucky woman isn't me?!"

Wen Song didn't know how to comfort Dong Wen, so she silently put the only chicken leg on her plate into Dong Wen's hand. "Sister Dong Wen, actually..."

"Actually, I'm just too timid. If God gave me another chance to say a word to him in person, I would definitely say it without hesitation... Mr. Lu, what a coincidence, you're here for dinner too?"

Wen Song thought Dong Wen was about to say something shocking, but when she heard her say this unexpectedly, it felt like she had lit a fuse, covered her ears and hid to the side, waiting to hear a bang, only to find out that it was a dud.

"What? Heaven finally gave you another chance, and you actually used it to..."

Before Wen Song could finish speaking, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Unfortunately, I came here specifically for this. Is this seat taken?"