After interviewing the driver recommended by Tian Lijun, Su Yao went to the restroom.
“Hey, Mom.”
Su’s mother seemed to be picking vegetables, and there was a rustling sound on the phone. “Yao Yao, how did it go with that Xiao Zeng? What’s your impression?”
“Just… so-so,” Su Yao replied vaguely.
“What do you mean ‘so-so’? Aunt Zeng told me you refused to go to the movies with Xiao Zeng last week!”
Su Yao was silent, completely unexpected that Zeng Bitian would complain.
Su’s mother continued to press: “What’s wrong? Are you not satisfied?”
“It’s not about satisfaction,” Su Yao looked at herself in the mirror, “it just doesn’t feel right.”
Zeng Bitian is sociable and enthusiastic, that’s true, but Su Yao really dislikes the sense of inevitability in his eyes, which makes people uncomfortable.
Perhaps she’s being picky, but she really doesn’t want to settle.
“Yao Yao, you can’t be like this. It’s too difficult to rely on feelings to find someone. If you keep this up, how are you going to find someone later?”
“We’ll talk about the future later,” Su Yao didn’t want to continue discussing this topic, “Mom, I have to go to work now, that’s it.”
Hanging up hastily, Su Yao left the restroom, her face once again wearing a formulaic expression.
She went to Century Building for a while. Tian Lijun was going to meet an important friend in two days, and since that friend liked paintings, she, as Tian Lijun’s assistant, naturally became the one running errands. She heard that there was an art exhibition going on at Century Building these days, so she thought she might find something worthwhile by going to see it.
Just two subway stops away was Century Building. Su Yao went into the building and headed straight to the top floor of the exhibition hall, showing her invitation before starting to browse around.
Tian Lijun didn’t give her much time.
But there were many works on each floor, and Su Yao was dazzled by what she saw. Finally, she turned into a secluded corner and earnestly looked at the painting on the wall, recalling Tian Lijun’s request. Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping(.)com.
“As long as it’s a painting you can’t understand.”
This request was too vague. After looking at so many works, the one in front of her was the only one that intrigued her.
With a crimson background, a few orange lines scattered within, and nothing else.
The work was called “Moonlight”.
The heat and the moonlight, they seemed to have nothing to do with each other.
Just as she was hesitating whether to settle for this, her shoulder was suddenly tapped twice. Su Yao turned her head and saw the person, surprised and amazed: “What a coincidence.”
It had been half a month since they last met. Su Yao noticed that Liang Chuyuan’s deep brows and eyes looked even warmer under the quiet light of the exhibition hall against the coolness of the moonlight.
Liang Chuyuan smiled: “Are you here to see the paintings too?”
“My boss’s orders, can’t help but come.”
The two walked out, Liang Chuyuan looked at Su Yao, “Have you found one you like?”
“Oh, just now,” Su Yao gestured behind her, “the one called Moonlight.”
Liang Chuyuan was surprised: “It’s quite obscure.”
“I was drawn to its mysterious atmosphere,” Su Yao said with a smile.
Liang Chuyuan smiled along, “What do you think?”
Liang Chuyuan adroitly adapts: A temperament that turns right and wrong upside down.
“Haha, it’s surprising that we resonate on this point,” Su Yao clapped her hands. “Then let’s go with this one, hopefully it won’t exceed the budget.”
“Mission accomplished.”
Liang Chuyuan followed Su Yao out. “Are you going back to the company?”
“Yeah.”
“Let me drive you.”
“No need, it’s just two subway stops.”
Liang Chuyuan quietly looked at her, not thinking anything in particular.
But under this silent gaze, Su Yao compromised. She told herself that at least she was carrying a freshly acquired valuable item, and it would indeed be inconvenient to take it on the subway.
“Alright, hope I’m not causing you any trouble.”
When they arrived at the company’s entrance, Su Yao unfastened her seatbelt. “Thank you for driving me back.”
“It’s the least I could do.”
Liang Chuyuan got out of the car and helped Su Yao take the painting from the back seat. Su Yao carefully took it and thanked him again. “Thanks to you today, I was able to get this painting smoothly.”
The organizer was acquainted with Liang Chuyuan. If it weren’t for him, she would probably still be at Century Building dealing with procedures.
Just a coincidence.
The air fell silent for a moment.
Su Yao licked her lips, inexplicably nervous as she gripped the edges of the painting frame. “So… are you free later? I’d like to treat you to a meal.”
Liang Chuyuan paused, looking somewhat guilty: “Last time you treated me to dessert, so it should be my turn to treat you.”
Su Yao felt a bit awkward, wanting to remind him that, considering the round trip, this meal would probably even things out.
But to her surprise, Liang Chuyuan smiled at her and told her, “So I should be the one treating you to dinner. As for the one you mentioned, let’s postpone it to the next-next time.”