Song Wantang and Tang Yuanyuan agreed to have hotpot together for lunch.
Tang Yuanyuan had just returned from a business trip, so she couldn't wait to meet Song Wantang.
She was quite worried about her best friend.
Because that Shen Mozhou clearly wasn't anything good, and he definitely wouldn't let things go easily.
After Song Wantang came in, Tang Yuanyuan waved at her, "Over here, Wantang."
Song Wantang walked over and sat down opposite Tang Yuanyuan.
Tang Yuanyuan looked her up and down, frowning: "Why have you lost weight? Aren't pregnant women supposed to gain weight? Has the Lu Family been mistreating you?"
"No." Song Wantang smiled. "I just haven't had much appetite lately."
"Is it because of that bastard Shen Mozhou?" Tang Yuanyuan immediately got angry. "Did he come to bother you again?"
Song Wantang remembered that kiss just now, her cheeks burning slightly. "It's already been resolved."
Tang Yuanyuan keenly caught the redness on her face. "Resolved? Why are you blushing? What happened?"
Song Wantang picked up her water glass and took a sip. "Nothing."
"Song Wantang, you can't fool me. You'd better come clean." Tang Yuanyuan leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling.
Song Wantang hesitated, then briefly recounted what happened this morning.
When she got to the part where Lu Shaodong kissed her, Tang Yuanyuan got so excited she nearly jumped out of her seat.
"What?! Lu Shaodong kissed you?!"
"Keep your voice down!" Song Wantang quickly reached out to cover her mouth, her face already completely red.
Tang Yuanyuan pulled her hand down, lowering her voice but barely containing her excitement: "And then? How did it feel? Tell me, tell me!"
That man was Lu Shaodong!
A figure beyond reach!
That diamond bachelor coveted by every socialite in Jing City!
"How could it feel..." Song Wantang lowered her head, stirring the lemon slice in her cup. "It was... just very sudden."
His kiss was scorching hot; at that moment her mind went completely blank, she couldn't even think.
"Come on, your face is as red as can be." Tang Yuanyuan rested her chin on her hand, smiling meaningfully. "Wantang, you're not falling for Lu Shaodong, are you?"
Even if she was, it would only be natural. After all, a man like that—who wouldn't be infatuated?
"No." Song Wantang answered quickly, sounding a bit guilty.
Tang Yuanyuan didn't call her out on it, just said cheerfully, "Alright, alright, no it is. But seriously, Lu Shaodong might seem cold and distant, but he seems pretty good to you. At least he's ten thousand times better than that scumbag Shen Mozhou."
Song Wantang didn't speak.
Remembering how he suddenly hugged her, remembering that kiss with the minty taste.
Her heartbeat traitorously sped up again.
"Enough about me," Song Wantang changed the subject. "How was your business trip? Did everything go smoothly?"
Tang Yuanyuan nodded. "It was okay, just tiring. Oh, by the way, you mentioned earlier that you wanted to consult me about something. What is it?"
Song Wantang's expression turned serious. "I want to understand something: if I want to separate the thirty percent of shares I hold, not participate in any decisions of Song Corporation, what procedures do I need to go through?"
Tang Yuanyuan was taken aback: "You want to strip the shares out? Wouldn't Song Changfeng go crazy?"
"I don't care, that's my property," a trace of coldness flashed in Song Wantang's eyes. "He slapped me, and he still expects me to hand over my shares obediently? Dream on."
"What? That old bastard actually dared to hit you? Wait, I'll find someone to..."
"Yuanyuan," Song Wantang pressed her hand. "It's fine. I can handle it myself."
Tang Yuanyuan sighed. "Alright, I'll ask a lawyer about the shares. I'll let you know when I hear something."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. We're good friends."
Suddenly Tang Yuanyuan's eyes lit up. "Oh! Tangtang, since you're a major shareholder, you could totally join the board of directors! Why do you want to strip the shares? You should just go back and show that old geezer Song Changfeng who the real master of Song Corporation is!"
Song Wantang gave a bitter smile. "Easier said than done. Song Corporation is deeply entrenched now. Song Changfeng has been running it for years, and everyone inside and out is his man. Even if I go in with my shares, I'd just be a figurehead."
"So you're just going to let it go?" Tang Yuanyuan was reluctant. "The empire your grandfather built with his own hands, just handed over to someone else?"
"Of course not. I just need time..."
She paused and didn't continue.
Besides, she was pregnant now, and a lot of things were inconvenient.
Although Lu Shaodong had agreed to protect this child, she couldn't put all her hopes on someone else.
Grandfather had always doted on her, and his dying words still echoed in her ears.
That old man held her hand and said with his last strength, "Tangtang, I'm entrusting the Song Family to you."
She couldn't let her grandfather down.
Soon, the food was served.
Both of them ate heartily.
After becoming pregnant, Song Wantang hadn't had hotpot.
She had been craving it so much.
So she ate a lot.
After finishing hotpot, the two strolled around the mall for a while.
Tang Yuanyuan bought several sets of little clothes for the unborn godson, and Song Wantang couldn't stop her no matter what.
"Stop buying. Children grow fast; he won't be able to wear so many."
"I want to." Tang Yuanyuan said matter-of-factly. "My godson must wear the best."
Song Wantang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Then, while Song Wantang was in the restroom, Tang Yuanyuan also bought her a wedding gift.
She kept reminding her, "Tangtang, this is my wedding gift for you. Open it when you get home, okay?"
After saying that, she handed Song Wantang an elegant bag.
Tang Yuanyuan smiled mysteriously, making Song Wantang a bit suspicious.
What kind of gift did she give?
At around three in the afternoon, the driver came to pick up Song Wantang and take her home.
Tang Yuanyuan stood at the mall entrance, watching her get into the car, and reminded her, "Call me anytime if anything happens, you hear?"
"Got it."
The car slowly drove away. Song Wantang leaned back in her seat, unconsciously placing her hand on her slightly bulging lower abdomen.
Little Dumpling turned over inside her belly and said in a milky voice, "Mommy, the little clothes that godmother bought are so cute! I like the one with the little bear!"
Song Wantang chuckled softly and said in a low voice, "Okay, we'll put that one on you then."
Little Dumpling happily spun around in her belly.
....
In the evening, Lu Shaodong returned home. Pushing open the door, he heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.
Song Wantang was taking a shower.
Lu Shaodong suddenly thought of that morning's kiss, and instantly felt his whole body heating up.
He reached up to loosen his tie, then spotted an elegant shopping bag on the bed.
Song Wantang turned off the shower, sensing something was off.
"Shaodong, is that you?" she asked tentatively.
"It's me." Lu Shaodong, hearing her call his name, curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
Song Wantang paused, then picked up the hairdryer, ready to blow-dry her hair.
Suddenly, her body stiffened as she abruptly remembered something. She quickly pulled open the bathroom door.
But she was still too late.
There stood Lu Shaodong with his back to her, his slender fingers holding up a light green sexy lace lingerie set. "This is..."
Song Wantang wished she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
Major cringe moment!
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