tarararawr5-7 minutes 08.07.2021
Translator: tarararawr
The Seventh Cup of Coffee Part 1
Jiang Ying bit her fingernail and sent a sentence to see what his response would be.
Orange Sunset: Then I’ll treat you to dinner some other time?
See the Mountain: No, I’m just kidding.
See the Mountain: Concentrate on your work, don’t get caught again.
Jiang Ying pouted her lips. Don’t say no. I can invite you, why are you being so polite?
Since she was asked to concentrate on her work, Jiang Ying could not say anything else. Just as she opened a document and began to review, the colleague at the front desk called her and said there was a delivery for her.
Jiang Ying couldn’t remember if she had sent anything to the company and walked over doubtfully.
Xiao Wu at the front desk saw her, and handed it over to her. She smiled and said, “Sister Jiang Ying, the flowers are beautiful. Is it from your boyfriend?”
With the large bouquet of roses in her arms, Jiang Ying was stunned. She blinked. She saw the card in the flowers and quickly picked it out and opened it.
Let’s have dinner together Friday night. —Fu Chen
PS: Blocking is impolite behavior.
After reading through the two lines as quickly as possible, Jiang Ying rolled her eyes angrily and cursed, “Psychopath”, in a low voice. She held the flowers away from her and threw them away.
These burdensome flowers could only be received through the front desk. Jiang Ying was worried before she left, so she approached Xiao Wu and whispered, “Don’t say anything about this.”
Xiao Wu nodded understandingly. Jiang Ying could only keep a low profile and didn’t want to make it public.
When Jiang Ying was back at her desk, she took a sip of coffee and calmed herself down again.
She took Fu Chen off from the blacklist and sent, “Ok, I won’t see you on Friday night.”
The other party replied quickly, but Jiang Ying ignored him and concentrated on the task in front of her.
Maybe her response gave Fu Chen a shot of courage. In the next few days, there were a lot of Wechat messages: Daily greetings in the morning and afternoon, and every now and then he would ask, “What are you doing?”
Jiang Ying occasionally replied “Oh” to end the conversation. She definitely did not say more than that. Fu Chen really wanted to talk and flooded her with messages like he was talking to himself.
On Friday, it was time to get off work at the six o’clock bell. Her colleagues got up and left one after another.
Jiang Ying took her bag and did not go downstairs immediately. She first went to the bathroom to fix her makeup with the mirror.
She usually wore light makeup at work, but today was different. Her eye makeup was carefully done, her eyelashes were clearly curled, her eyeliner was drawn out, her lips had red lip gloss on and her blush was heavier than usual.
Her features were beautiful and pretty. It belonged to the light countenance1. She rarely wore such colorful makeup.
The exquisite, slightly aggressive makeup gave Jiang Ying a lot of strength. After cleaning up her makeup, she re-tied the tie around her dress into a bowtie. She took off her ponytail and shook her hair, and put the hairband around her wrist.
She checked herself repeatedly in front of the mirror to make sure that there was nothing wrong. Jiang Ying took a deep breath and went out.
Fu Chen said he would pick her up, but she refused. After getting in the car, she set the navigation to the location he sent. Jiang Ying turned the steering wheel to the destination.
Dinner was at a new western restaurant, perhaps the large bouquet of roses made Fu Chen decide that being materialistic was the key strategy to get toJiang Ying, and that the most important thing he needed was money.
Jiang Ying did not like complicated and exquisite western food. She felt that such a formal and quiet environment made people uncomfortable. She stood in the doorway, tied up her hair, and followed the waiter’s instructions to the table booked by Fu Chen.
“You’re here?” Fu Chen looked up and saw her and smiled flirtatiously.
When he was about to come over to be a gentleman, Jiang Ying pulled out her chair and sat on it.
Fu Chen could only put his hand away. He smiled and said to her, “You have changed a lot.”
Jiang Ying unfolded the napkin onto her lap and asked him, “Oh, what was I like before?”
The question was too cunning for Fu Chen to answer. He said that he wanted to catch up, but he knew in his mind that if he wanted to talk to her tonight, it was better for him to not say a word about the past.
He quietly turned the topic elsewhere and asked about Jiang Ying’s current life.
Jiang Ying answered every question and did not change her expression.
She looked at the well-dressed man in suit with good manners in front of her and sighed.
Years of hard work in the business field made him smooth. The arrogant and domineering dude from the past did not leave any traces.
Eventually, some insignificant topics rose to the table one after another.
The scarlet wine was poured into the glass. Jiang Ying raised the glass and took a small sip. It was not astringent. Instead, it was smooth and sweet. She had to take another sip.