In the private dining room.
The lighting was soft, and the tableware clinked lightly.
On the surface, the atmosphere seemed calm and proper.
Jiang You Rong lowered her head and ate her salad, but out of the corner of her eye, she could not help glancing across the table.
Inwardly, she sighed that Tang Song and Ms. Ouyang's relationship really was unusual.
He actually dared to directly describe Ms. Ouyang as "charming."
A word that carried a faint hint of frivolity already vaguely suggested the kind of appreciation between a man and a woman.
She secretly raised her eyes, wanting to see how this "Precision Queen," always known for her dignity and authority, would react.
Would she rebuke him with a cold face, or skillfully steer the topic elsewhere?
However, what happened surprised her.
Not only was Ouyang Xuanyue not angry, she even lowered her head slightly, the corner of her mouth curving into a smile that seemed a little shy.
Jiang You Rong froze for a moment.
That kind of expression appearing on the face of this woman, who was always elegant, noble, and showed neither joy nor anger, looked... out of place no matter how she looked at it, yet somehow strangely alluring. She could not help muttering inwardly: Sure enough, even Ouyang Xuanyue is still a woman deep down.
Faced with a young, handsome, high-ranking man like Tang Song, what woman could truly dislike him?
He was the man Director Jin had taken a liking to, after all.
Just take herself, for example. Was she not always unable to resist finding excuses to take a little advantage of him?
"Mr. Tang, that remark of yours seems to carry a deeper meaning, hehe."
Ouyang Xuanyue raised her head again, her voice still elegant and composed, without the slightest