Inside Ding Ding's office.
A person dressed in a riot of colors sat at the little table by the window, so dazzling that even the pink cherry blossom cake could not steal any of his brilliance.
Spoon in hand, Bai Congming took a bite and looked up, then took another bite and looked up again, until he finally could not hold back.
"Why! Are you looking at me?!"
Ding Ding came in with freshly brewed tea. Seeing the two men gathered around Little Bai, his fingers itched to flick each of them on the forehead.
In the end, he restrained himself and cleared his throat. "What are you two here for?"
"I brought Bai dessert." Jeff lifted his head and puffed out his chest. "Pink suits him perfectly!"
Manager Liu nodded repeatedly. "Same here."
"..."
Presented with two identical cakes, Bai Congming chose Jeff's.
Jeff had given him a watch earlier. A very well-mannered Little Bai had gone home and spent several days carefully searching the yard, selecting the greenest, thickest leaf without a single blemish to give Jeff in return.
Once strangers reached this point, they counted as close acquaintances. Besides, Bai Congming thought that since Jeff was Brother Ding's good friend, he was his good friend too.
Manager Liu, however, was merely Brother Ding's guest. To Bai Congming, that made him someone who drank his tea. There was simply no comparison between the two.
But Manager Liu could not understand it. The kid had not acted like this on his previous visits.
He asked casually, but Ding Ding could hardly tell him that Little Bai had been afraid of someone spying on him in the bathroom. He could only dodge the question and forcibly steer the conversation elsewhere.
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