Chapter 2082 - 683: Have Him Contact Me
In December, Rong City is cold and overcast, with a humid warmth in the air.
In the morning, Tang Song and Xie Shuyu went to Kuanzhai Alley in Qingyang District.
There was no driver, nor any assistant.
Tang Song held Xie Shuyu’s hand, like an ordinary tourist couple, strolling over the smooth cobblestone paths.
The alleyways crisscrossed, and red lanterns hung between the blue-tiled gray walls.
The air was filled with the fresh fragrance of tea being roasted, the sweet aroma of sugar-coated fruits, and the excited chatter of tourists.
The bustling crowd intertwined with the lively atmosphere.
At first, Xie Shuyu felt somewhat uneasy.
She still habitually straightened her back, maintaining a dignified and reserved demeanor.
She hadn’t been in such a situation for many years, free from the shackles of her professional identity, playing purely and unreservedly on the bustling streets.
Especially with a boyfriend by her side.
This experience was both unfamiliar and subtle to her.
But when Tang Song slightly turned his body in the bustling crowd, shielding her as they passed through;
When he casually explained to her the history of an ancient arch from the reference on his phone;
When the syrup from the "three cannon shots" hit the stone slabs and splattered, the crystal droplets landing on his smiling face;
...
The long-tense string in Xie Shuyu’s heart finally began to gently unwind.
For the first time, she genuinely felt the ease and joy of "being cared for."
Bringing her immense warmth in the damp and cold air of Rong City’s winter.
Then, following an online guide, Tang Song enthusiastically took her to People’s Park.
They sat under a bamboo grove at Heming Tea House, imitating locals by ordering the most authentic Sichuan cover bowl tea.
The bamboo chairs were simple, the tea scent mild.
At the neighboring table, the old man spoke in dialect, spinning tales from all over the world.
...
For lunch, they turned into a private restaurant next to the red walls and bamboo shadows of Wuhou Shrine.
A typical small courtyard of a Western Sichuan mansion.
Redwood tables and chairs, a small bridge over running water in the yard.
Quiet and serene, without pretension, yet full of elegance.
The two sat facing each other, savoring the exquisite creative Sichuan cuisine.
Even Xie Shuyu, who usually prioritized efficiency, couldn’t help but slow down her chopsticks.
In the afternoon, they strolled into Jinli.
The antique street was lined with high-hanging lanterns, and the vendors’ cries were endless.
Sugar paintings, shadow puppets, and face-changing puppet stages, all carrying the charm of old Rong City.
In the crowd, Tang Song stopped and casually bought a candied hawthorn skewer.
Handing the candied hawthorn to the female CEO in front of him.
Xie Shuyu initially intended to refuse, but eventually took a gentle bite.
"Crunch—" The sugar shell shattered, the familiar sweet and sour taste lingered between her lips and teeth.
She couldn’t help but arch her eyebrows, her expression softening like never before.
At this moment, the poised female CEO seemed to return to her teenage self.
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
The phone in her pocket vibrated intensely at an inopportune time.
[Assistant-Min]
Xie Shuyu quickly composed herself and answered the call, "Hello, Min."
"Mm, notify the marketing department, yes, notify them immediately to send the latest competitive product analysis report of the East China Region to my email before the end of the day."
"Okay, I got it. Regarding the matter of changing the packaging supplier, I need to discuss it with Director Wang and the others..."
She organized work quickly while walking.
As she was about to hang up, Mei couldn’t help reminding her, "Oh right, President Xie, are you really not attending the collaboration meeting by Shuxian Supply Chain this afternoon at two? President Chen’s assistant just contacted me, sounding quite displeased."
Xie Shuyu stopped in her tracks, pursed her lips still tasting of sweetness, "I’m not going."
When she hung up the phone, she then noticed.
Her WhatsApp was already filled with unread messages, including a few from new suppliers she had just contacted.
In that instant, the familiar work pressure surged back.
She thought of the pressure from Zhongshu Group, the imminent issue of switching suppliers, the enticing yet unresolved financing proposal from Ling Chain Technology...
She looked up at Tang Song, her lips moved, "I—"
As soon as she began to speak, Tang Song wrapped his arm around her waist, interrupting, "We agreed not to talk about work today, right? Is my girlfriend going back on her word?"
"But... there are some very important things that need handling..."
"Is there anything more important than me?" His eyes carried an irresistible sincerity.
Xie Shuyu was taken aback, her gaze wavered.
After a moment of struggle, she let out a deep breath.
She then set her phone to silent.
"Let’s go."
Something seemed to shatter within her heart.
...
Leaving Jinli, they took a ride to the Wangjiang Campus of Sichuan University.
They walked one after the other along the sycamore avenue, golden sycamore leaves scattered on the ground.
Stepping on them made a fine and soothing "rustling" sound.
Xie Shuyu put her hands in her coat pockets, her steps slow and graceful.
Gazing at the antique academic buildings and the young faces, a reminiscent smile appeared on her face.
Suddenly, with a "rustle—"
A large flurry of yellowed sycamore leaves fell from above her head, cascading like rain.
Xie Shuyu turned back and saw Tang Song standing under a tree, wearing a mischievous smile as he clapped his hands.
"Stop it, the leaves are dirty, and I just washed these clothes."
She glared at him, yet her mouth involuntarily curved upwards.
Tang Song laughed as he stepped forward and gently embraced her from behind.
Resting his chin on her shoulder, inhaling the elegant fragrance of her hair, he embraced the graceful and alluring figure of the female CEO in his arms.