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Chapter 512: Chapter 278: Listen to the Wind Whistling_2 Chapter 512: Chapter 278: Listen to the Wind Whistling_2 “No bother, no bother, I’m Xu Bin, Tang Song’s former colleague.”

“You… hello, I’m He Yiming.”

Both men greeted each other with shy and nervous manners, viewing Tang Song with complex gazes.

Seeing him today, the shock of this old colleague was nothing compared to the impression made by his suddenly appearing “girlfriend”.

“You guys continue eating, don’t mind me.”

“Just now, as I was coming here, I happened to pass by Meigou Technology’s building… the rain has been on and off today, and now it has stopped again…”

Wen Ruan, who was naturally cheerful, combined with her good EQ and conversation skills, instantly warmed up the atmosphere at the table again.

Xu Bin and He Yiming exchanged looks and relaxed a bit.

This domineering Maybach big sister wasn’t as aloof as they had imagined.

Her unexpectedly gentle and kind demeanor made them feel like they were basking in the spring breeze.

For a moment, their glances at Tang Song were filled with even more envy and jealousy.

“This grilled fish tastes really good, too bad I ate quite a lot for lunch.”

Wen Ruan picked up a golden brown fragrant piece of grilled fish without minding the greasiness, pinched the fishbone with her left fingers, and used chopsticks to pry off the flesh.

She then placed piece by piece onto the small dish in front of Tang Song.

As she spoke to the trio, she kept on serving Tang Song, pouring drinks for him with tender gestures and special attentiveness.

She paid extra care to peel off the spicy chili skin and Sichuan peppercorns.

Watching this scene, Xu Bin and He Yiming felt their eyes redden.

The grilled fish in their mouths seemed to taste like dog food now.

…

Unknowingly, the rain outside had completely stopped.

A serving of grilled fish was mostly finished, and even the side dishes and meatballs were thoroughly devoured.

Wen Ruan put down her chopsticks, opened her purse, and pulled out a clean tissue to hand to Tang Song.

After a brief chat.

She also gained a general understanding of Tang Song’s past.

He was extremely low-key and reserved at the company, not getting particularly close to any female colleagues.

Quite the standard tech guy.

Due to his outstanding technical skills, he was often borrowed by other departments.

It seemed similar to the Tang Song that Hu Mingli talked about.

While Tang Song was off to the restroom, Wen Ruan jokingly said, “From what you’ve told me, Tang Song’s life in Imperial City was so monotonous and boring. You couldn’t have been covering for him, could you? I don’t believe he didn’t have any close female friends!”

The two men grinned in unison.

That fellow Tang Song, his luck was the envy and jealousy of many.

They truly had no intention of covering for him.

After thinking for a moment, He Yiming said, “He really was like that at the company, as you said, quite boring. But Tang Song had a close high school classmate, a super cute girl. I once bumped into them at the zoo.”

At these words, Wen Ruan felt a jolt in her heart.

A female classmate? His first love from high school?

So that’s how it was? No wonder!

…

The sound of footsteps, “taptaptap,” arose.

Tang Song returned to the table, “We’ve eaten about enough, and the timing is just right, let’s get ready to leave.”

He Yiming quickly stood up, “Wait a minute, I’ll go pay the bill.”

“No need, it’s already taken care of.” Tang Song took Wen Ruan’s hand, smiling, “Next time it’s on you guys.”

“Sure,” He Yiming and Xu Bin nodded, not making a fuss.

A meal of grilled fish for three was just over a hundred yuan, no need to fuss over it.

Upon exiting the doors of the grilled fish restaurant, the fresh and cool post-rain air greeted them.

After bidding each other farewell, Tang Song held Wen Ruan’s hand and started to stroll along the damp streets.

Telling her about his impressions of the place, and some interesting events that had happened.

Some small puddles remained on the road, reflecting like little mirrors under the sky’s light.

The two of them continued walking and talking, occasionally being gently pulled aside by the other to avoid spots that could dirty their shoes.

Wen Ruan discussed the plans for the next few days with him.

Once they had finished work in the afternoon, they would go to the International Trade Center for fine dining, enjoying the night view.

Then head to the Ghost Market at Panjiayuan to fiddle with bead bracelets.

The next day, cycling on Chang’an Street, boating in the Summer Palace, and in the evening, visiting West Hill Ghost Laughing Stone to overlook the entire Imperial City.

…

Because Wen Ruan was wearing high heels, they didn’t walk for too long.

Soon after, they took a car to a nearby large mall.

Wen Ruan selected a Zegna suit for Tang Song, to be worn as a groomsman’s outfit.

She then forwarded the wedding procedure to him.

The wedding was to be held on Saturday.

The scale of this wedding wasn’t actually big.

Sun Simin and Zhou Bo were both from Lu Province, and the formal Chinese wedding was to be held in their hometown, which would be the real grand event.

In Imperial City, this was more of a preliminary ceremony, purposely set on a weekend, with invitees mainly being classmates, colleagues, leaders, and not too many relatives.

Mainly for the convenience of these people to participate, give gifts, and coincidentally to treat everyone to a meal.

As a groomsman, his duties were much simpler than imagined, which was to accompany the bridegroom in receiving the bride and entering the wedding venue.

So there was no need for any prior rehearsal.

“Creak—” The dressing room door was gently pushed open.

Looking at the boyfriend standing before her in formal attire, handsome and upright, Wen Ruan’s gaze was as tender as water.

The scene in front of her seemed blurry, Tang Song slowly approaching with what seemed to be a bouquet of flowers in hand.

He looked strikingly like a handsome groom.

Wen Ruan bit her plump lower lip and murmured in her heart, “I do.”

…

On the high-speed train from Imperial City to Yan City.

“Dingdong—” The WeChat notification sound rang.

Shen Yuyan, who was leaning back in her seat dozing off, opened her eyes and picked up her phone, immediately perking up.