Song Ge was acting strangely today, and Zhai Cheng felt that the reason for her odd behavior wasn't just that crazy person.
Earlier, he had tried to casually pry the truth out of her, but she had managed to deflect his questions with a few words. It seemed that getting the truth from her would be quite a challenge.
Zhai Cheng sat back down in his seat, his eyes still fixed on the direction where Song Ge had left, lost in thought.
Due to the time reset, only she knew what had happened in the past, so it was impossible to conduct an investigation.
For the first time, Zhai Cheng, a powerful figure in the business world, felt a twinge of frustration and a sense of helplessness.
This feeling wasn't pleasant at all.
On the other side.
At Ji Qingyun's company, there hadn't been any visitors for quite a while, so the receptionists were chatting and gossiping with big smiles on their faces.
Someone mentioned Ji Qingyun, and the small group of four or five people immediately erupted. Whether they were older or younger, they all started chattering away.
"I've really never seen a man who's so good - looking and well - mannered," sighed the somewhat glamorous receptionist, her eyes filled with longing.
Another receptionist burst out laughing and playfully slapped her on the shoulder, "How many people have you met? I've seen quite a few, but I've never seen anyone who can compare to him."
"I wonder who will be able to win his heart," murmured the usually quiet girl, her voice tinged with a hint of disappointment.
"Speaking of which, I just remembered that he seems to have been getting quite close to a girl these days," the glamorous girl suddenly perked up and slapped the table, exclaiming loudly.
"Do you mean the good - looking one with a bit of a diva attitude?" another receptionist looked at her in shock, and the image of a girl flashed through their minds.
"That's exactly her. She's been coming to our company almost every day these days. Sometimes she brings food for Mr. Ji, and sometimes she drags him out for coffee," the glamorous girl gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to tear Leng Jing apart.
Ever since she saw Ji Qingyun last time, Leng Jing had been coming to his company frequently. She either brought him food or invited him out for coffee. As a result, the receptionists at Ji Qingyun's company all remembered her.
Many of them even regarded her as a rival. Every time she came, the receptionists would pout at her back.
"By the way, she hasn't come today. Maybe she's not coming," another receptionist said teasingly, looking at her phone with a half - smile, "Normally, she'd be strutting in on her eight - centimeter high heels around this time."
The group of them burst into laughter in unison.
"She's coming!" someone suddenly shouted.
Sure enough, the clicking sound of high heels was getting closer. Just by listening to the sound, they had no doubt that it was the diva who was always looking for Ji Qingyun.
"Hello. Is Ji Qingyun here?" Leng Jing walked straight up to them and stopped, flashing her signature smile.
The glamorous receptionist forced a smile and pointed inside, "Mr. Ji is in. Do you need me to call him on the internal line?"
Leng Jing shook her head with a smile and walked towards Ji Qingyun's office, cheerfully declining as she walked, "I'll just go in and find him myself."
The receptionists watched her back as she walked away, a mixture of envy and anger on their faces.
When Leng Jing knocked on the door, Ji Qingyun was dealing with some official business.
"Miss Leng, what brings you here?" Ji Qingyun looked up at her, feeling a bit of a headache.
She had been coming to his office a bit too often these days, and he didn't know how to subtly remind her.
Leng Jing walked towards his desk with a smile. When she saw the thick stack of files on his desk, a look of disappointment flashed across her face, "You're busy right now? I was hoping to invite you for a cup of coffee."
"I still have some files to deal with. Miss Leng, you'd better ask someone else to go with you," Ji Qingyun shrugged helplessly, making an understated rejection.
After saying that, surely this diva would choose to go with someone else?
"It's okay. I'll just wait for you," Leng Jing still wore a faint smile. After saying that, she naturally walked over to the sofa in the lounge area and sat down.
Since she had already sat down, Ji Qingyun didn't say anything more and just let her be.
It was over an hour later when Ji Qingyun finally finished his work. During this hour, Leng Jing had really been well - behaved and hadn't bothered him.
The two of them walked side by side to a coffee shop.
"I haven't seen Song Ge these days. Is Mr. Zhai's company really busy?" Ji Qingyun took a sip of his coffee and casually asked.
Leng Jing didn't really understand the business in her uncle's company. Why did Ji Qingyun suddenly ask about this?
Although she didn't really like this topic, she didn't show it on her face at all.
"I'm not sure about this. She and my uncle are always very busy. I rarely see her," Leng Jing replied after a moment of thought.
Really that busy? A flash of disappointment crossed Ji Qingyun's eyes.
"I see. No wonder she didn't look well when we had dinner together last time. It must be because of work," Ji Qingyun's gaze drifted into the distance, his words filled with a hint of melancholy.
Leng Jing's expression changed slightly. From his words, it seemed that he paid quite a lot of attention to that woman, Song Ge?
"Working in my uncle's company is really tiring. I often hear the employees complaining about it," Leng Jing tried to suppress her wandering thoughts and replied as if joking.
Ji Qingyun fell silent.
After a while, he seemed to remember something and was about to say something.
But Leng Jing subconsciously didn't want to hear him talk about Song Ge. Seeing him about to speak, she quickly said, "Mr. Ji, you've been working all afternoon. Do you still want to talk about work when you're out for coffee?"
There was a hint of coquetry in her tone, and she deliberately pretended to be a bit angry, like a little girl next door throwing a tantrum.
The words on the tip of Ji Qingyun's tongue were swallowed back. He had been about to suggest that she invite Song Ge to come with them next time.
Ji Qingyun nodded apologetically and compromised, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about work. Let's talk about something else."
Although he promised to talk about something else, his words still revolved around Song Ge. Sometimes, he would even mention her name inadvertently.
At first, Leng Jing didn't think much of it, but gradually she realized that something was off.
It seemed that when she had been getting along and chatting with Ji Qingyun these days, he had also talked about Song Ge quite a bit.
A man wouldn't keep talking about another woman like this unless he had feelings for her.
Did Ji Qingyun have feelings for that woman, Song Ge?
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Leng Jing, who had been in a good mood at first, suddenly felt her mood turn sour after realizing this.
It was as if there was a thorn in her heart, and it was really uncomfortable.