Tang Yanqi couldn’t quite put her finger on what felt strange, just a peculiar feeling in her heart, but she couldn’t find the source. Returning to her desk, she sat quietly for a while, thinking that the comnt must have co because Sheng’s mom still didn’t like her.
In fact, Mrs. Sheng was quite good at putting on a facade at the Sheng Family, but what’s fake is fake, people eventually noticed.
"Tang, this article needs to be translated, take a look."
"Alright."
Hearing soone call her, Tang Yanqi gathered herself and threw herself into work, quickly forgetting the little lunchti incident.
For so ti after, Tang Yanqi would occasionally run into that person, and each ti she’d nod or greet her. Initially, the person seed surprised by the attention.
It wasn’t until their fourth eting, after chatting a bit more, that Tang Yanqi learned her na was Li Lani.
Because she was older, Tang Yanqi respectfully called her "Sister i." Perhaps because of her friendly manner, and Li Lani being quite straightforward, with just a few nods and a "Sister i," Li Lani was moved to tears.
Every ti Tang Yanqi appeared in the corridor, Li Lani would imdiately go and wipe the hallway, ensuring there’d be no water. Alternatively, if her family sent so fresh ho-grown fruit, she’d always rember to bring so for Tang Yanqi.
Though nowadays market products are often filled with pesticides and additives, Tang Yanqi’s food is naturally all pure, but whatever Li Lani gave, Tang Yanqi always accepted to honor her kindness.
Tang Yanqi didn’t ntion eting Li Lani to Sheng Jianan, until one ti she was leaving the embassy with a small bag of oranges. That day, Sheng Jianan happened to co pick her up and asked about the oranges offhandedly.
Back then, even though Sheng Jianan didn’t hold Li Lani accountable, when her na ca up now, he didn’t look too pleased. Tang Yanqi peeled an orange and waved it in front of Sheng Jianan: "Want so?"
The man, driving, didn’t even turn his head: "No, you should eat less too, it’s nothing special."
Tang Yanqi knew he was displeased, so she silently retracted her hand. Admittedly, they weren’t anything special, but hogrown oranges with an authentic taste strangely hit the spot for her, and she unknowingly ate three.
As her hand reached for a fourth, Sheng Jianan stopped her: "Eat less, too much will give you acid reflux and you’ll feel uncomfortable."
Glancing up at him, Tang Yanqi pouted. Sheng Jianan, Young Master, don’t you realize you’re becoming more and more like a nagging old lady?
"These oranges really taste good."
Sheng Jianan let out a cold snort, and Tang Yanqi stuck her tongue out at him playfully.
The next day, Tang Yanqi received another small bag of oranges from Li Lani. When she asked, she found out that the previously nonchalant man had actually sought out Li Lani, just because Tang Yanqi liked her ho-grown oranges.
Miss Tang felt a bit embarrassed, this... was an exaggeration.
"Mr. Sheng said not to let you eat too much. I’ll bring you more the day after tomorrow."
Tang Yanqi waved her hands: "No need, they’re from your family, you keep them for yourself."
"It’s okay, really, I have plenty."
Li Lani rubbed her hands, looking at Tang Yanqi, hesitating, then suddenly bit her lip, seemingly making up her mind: "Young Madam, do you have a mont? There’s sothing I’d like to talk to you about."
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