What Kind of Family Is This?

The employees gradually left work.

The bustling office instantly fell silent.

Tang Song glanced at his partner's beautiful profile and suddenly asked, "Are you very happy?"

Gao Mengting leaned her pert buttocks against the desk, looked around, and sighed, "Yes, we've finally come this far. It's great."

After she finished speaking, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"How about we give each other a warm hug to celebrate?" Tang Song opened his arms.

Gao Mengting turned her head away. "Dream on."

"How stingy! We finally got to wear matching outfits, and you won't even give us this much face."

"I just won't give it to you!"

The setting sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the entire office in a golden hue.

The two leaned against the desk side by side, chatting and laughing, joking and teasing each other, expressing their joy in this way.

As dusk settled, their shadows were reflected on the glass curtain wall, very close together.

Tang Song gently patted Gao Mengting's back and said with a smile, "Let's go, partner, let's go have a good meal. You choose the place, it's on me."

Feeling the warmth behind her, Gao Mengting stiffened slightly, then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "There's a nice Western restaurant near where I live, how about we go there for a bite?"

"Okay, I'll come over to your place after dinner and we can chat about my recent reading experiences."

We arrived at the Underground Parking Lot.

Looking at the elegant and imposing Mercedes-Benz S450L in front of her, Gao Mengting suddenly said, "Mr. Tang, how about I be your driver this time?"

"Sure." Tang Song smiled and tossed the car keys over.

Gao Mengting reached out and caught it with perfect understanding.

Press the unlock button.

The Mercedes-Benz headlights instantly lit up, and streaks of light appeared in the underground parking garage, like a meteor shower.

Gao Mengting's eyes Jing Jing. "The Digital Light are so beautiful! They're even more dazzling than the videos online."

After a few words of reflection, I discussed the car's specifications with Tang Song.

Gao Mengting opened the door of the Wuling Hongguang car next to her, took out a pair of flat, thick-soled leather shoes, and put them on.

I sat in the driver's seat, touched the interior around me, and started the car.

The Benz S- Class smoothly drove out of the Underground Parking Lot and merged into the traffic.

She actually really likes cars, otherwise she wouldn't have spent so much money modifying her Wuling Hongguang.

Night fell and the City Lights Coming On.

Gao Mengting gripped the steering wheel with both hands and casually pressed the music play button.

The soft, melodious music, transmitted through the Burmester Sound System, echoed throughout the carriage.

Background music: The Hazy Moonlight

Sending off with wine in the gentle breeze

Too many poems

"A life of drunken stupor is ultimately meaningless..."

Tang Song leaned back in the passenger seat, gazing at the bright crescent moon in the sky, and opened the car window a crack.

Embrace the May wind.

Gao Mengting smiled and rolled down the car window, her fluffy long hair immediately swaying in the breeze.

She listened to the song sung by Xian Zi from the stereo.

Softly in harmony, intoxicated by the gentle breeze.

Tang Song leaned slightly forward, Mo Mo admiring her exquisite and graceful figure.

As the Mercedes-Benz drove away from the city center, the traffic on the road thinned out considerably.

"Ring ring—" The Mobile Phone rang suddenly, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the carriage.

Gao Mengting immediately stopped the music.

Tang Song sat up straight, took out his Mobile Phone and looked at it, raising an eyebrow.

It was my cousin, Yang Zihang, the son of my aunt.

He answered the phone, "Hello, cousin."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came through the receiver. "Xiao Song, you live in Freshheart Gardens area in Huaxin District, right?"

Tang Song was taken aback. "Where is it? What's wrong?"

"I'm back in my hometown for a relative's wedding, and my aunt asked me to bring you some things. I'm on the South Second Ring Road right now, and I'll be at your neighborhood in about half an hour."

Tang Song glanced at his location and said, "No need, cousin. I'm on Huai'an Road in Qiaoxi District right now, which should be very close to you. Let's share a spot and meet at the intersection ahead."

"Okay, that works too. Saves me the trouble of going back!"

Noticing Gao Mengting's curious gaze, Tang Song smiled and said, "My mom asked my cousin to bring me some things from our hometown. It's probably food. Just keep driving, I'll give you directions."

"Hmm." Upon hearing that he was Tang Song's relative, Gao Mengting's breathing quickened, and she suddenly felt a little nervous.

I hung up the phone.

Yang Zihang glanced at the location information sent by Tang Song and smiled at his younger sister Yang Jiajia next to him, "Tang Song happens to be nearby, only two or three kilometers away from us. He'll drive you back to school later."

"Great! I'm exhausted from going back, I need to get back to my dorm and catch up on some sleep." Yang Jiajia yawned and said, "By the way, I remember Tang Song worked in Imperial Capital after graduation, why did he suddenly come back to Yancheng?"

"It must be because Imperial Capital was too tiring. Coming back here is easier, it's closer to home, and my uncle's family's debts have all been paid off."

Yang Jiajia nodded, "It's been quite tough. I almost didn't recognize him during the Chinese New Year. He'd gained a lot of weight and looked haggard."

In her memory, her cousin Tang Song had always been quite handsome and very popular with girls when they were in school.

I never imagined it would turn out like this.

"My aunt is trying to introduce him to potential partners and has even asked me if I know any suitable female colleagues. There are a few women in my company who are around the same age and fairly good-looking. However, they all have high standards; owning an apartment in Yancheng is a must."

Yang Jiajia shook her head. "Introducing someone like this is useless. I'd rather introduce some classmates from school; at least there's a chance of success."

The two chatted intermittently.

The car entered the intersection of Huai'an Road and found a spacious spot to stop.

The brother and sister got off the car.

Yang Zihang a photo and shared it with Tang Song, commenting, "There's a black Passat with its hazard lights on on the auxiliary road on the south side of the road. You'll see it when you get here."

After sending the message, he took a large box out of the trunk and put it on the ground.

Yang Jiajia squatted on the roadside, took out her Mobile Phone and chatted with her classmates, complaining about her trip home.

"Ding-dong—" WeChat notification sound rang out.

Yang Zihang picked up his Mobile Phone, looked at it, and laughed, "Tang Song is already on the other side of the road. He can just turn around at the intersection and he'll be there."

"Oh." Yang Jiajia stood up, stretched, and casually asked, "By the way, what kind of car does Tang Song drive?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard that he bought a car, he probably takes taxis." Yang Zihang took two steps forward and looked towards the intersection.

Just then, bright lights filled their surroundings, casting long shadows.

"Beep beep—" The horn sounded.

A silver car emerged from the night and slowly approached them.

The paint surface is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a shimmering glow in the soft orange-yellow light of the streetlights.

The car's lines are smooth and elegant, and the wide front bumper and exquisite headlight design complement each other, creating a strong visual impact.

Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

Yang Zihang immediately recognized the car's distinctive front end and looked at it curiously.

Yang Jiajia stood up from the curb and yawned.

Soon, the Mercedes-Benz- Benz came to a steady stop on the side of the road with its hazard lights on.

The passenger door was pushed open.

A tall, handsome young man walked out, dressed in a white shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, exuding an air of sophistication.

"Cousin, Jia Jia." The boy waved with a smile and walked up to them. "Thank you for making the trip."

Yang Zihang was stunned for a moment, looked at the Benz S, then at him, and said with a look of surprise, "Tang Song, it's you... Ah! How come..."

"Hehe, I've been dieting lately and have lost a lot of weight. Didn't you recognize me?"

Yang Jiajia covered her mouth, looking at her cousin Tang Song in disbelief.

The change is too big! He does look somewhat like him in high school, only much more mature, with a better physique and more charm.

The key is her aura, it's just amazing! It blows away all the boys in school!

"Click—" The driver's door opened, and Gao Mengting, who had straightened her clothes and hair, finally stepped out.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped over to Tang Song's side, a gentle smile on her face, and waved, saying, "Hello, good evening, I'm Tang Song's colleague, Gao Mengting."

Tang Song introduced, "This is my cousin Yang Zihang, and my cousin Yang Jiajia."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Yang Zihang and Yang Jiajia quickly greeted each other, staring blankly at the beautiful woman who stepped out of the Mercedes-Benz- Benz.

White shirt, black pencil skirt, black leather shoes.

Then look at the Tang Song, they're definitely wearing matching outfits, they're a perfect match!

For a moment, my head was buzzing.

Good heavens! Did Tang Song quietly find a Bai Fumei girlfriend?

Driving Mercedes-Benz S-Class, what kind of family does that belong to?