Chapter 101
The sunlight outside was dazzling and intense, characteristic of the fine weather at the onset of spring, infused with hints of budding romance.
Bathing in the bright beams cast on the floor, Song Pianxian approached Nie Lingbo. With each step, her skirt gently swayed as warm light danced across its soft cotton fabric, seemingly embracing her slender calves in a joyful dance.
Song Pianxian approached step by step.
Nie Lingbo’s gaze swept from the dancing spots of light, circled her calves, followed the slender and graceful waistline, all the way up, and landed back on Song Pianxian’s face.
Song Pianxian always had a smile on her lips.
Not only towards herself, but this smile seemed impartial, the same for everyone, making everyone like her.
Sometimes, such a Song Pianxian made Nie Lingbo furrow her brows slightly.
She extravagantly squandered the delectable kindness and tenderness.
Yet, Song Pianxian’s charm lay precisely in her generosity.
Sometimes, Nie Lingbo didn’t know how to treat Song Pianxian well. She was so much younger, inexperienced in the ways of the world, gentle and polite to everyone.
She was like a gentle little animal, and Nie Lingbo always feared frightening her.
Song Pianxian was still approaching herself, light, soft, without any defenses or precautions.
A slight roll in Nie Lingbo’s throat.
Reluctant to scare her.
But as she approached, she was even more reluctant to push her away.
Song Pianxian continued, facing Nie Lingbo’s gaze, until she reached the front of the desk and stopped.
She paused at her feet, seeing Nie Lingbo’s gaze completely fixed on her, then deftly turned to avoid it, swiveling her waist and going straight to the back of the desk, standing by Nie Lingbo’s side.
Song Pianxian placed the pastry box on the table, right next to the documents.
“This butterfly pastry is perfect for afternoon tea.”
As Song Pianxian spoke, she kept an eye on Nie Lingbo’s expression.
She saw Nie Lingbo’s gaze shift to the butterfly pastry, lingering briefly before seeming to move away indifferently.
“Did you make this?”
Smiling, Song Pianxian nodded, “Yes, Big Sister, see if it suits your taste.”
Although she said this, Song Pianxian felt it should suit her taste. She had selected from seven or eight butterfly pastry recipes summarized by 09, and the first batch was a success, earning praise from 09, indicating that Song Pianxian might be a baking genius.
Moreover, the taste of Song Pianxian’s creation was quite similar to the one Lin Qinglu liked, about eighty or ninety percent similar. She thought Nie Lingbo should also like it.
“Did you come to see me just to bring this?” Nie Lingbo curved her finger and tapped the tabletop beside the butterfly pastry, implying something.
Song Pianxian blinked and said, “There’s another matter.”
Nie Lingbo crossed her arms and raised her head, adopting a listening posture, tapping her fingers on her arm.
Song Pianxian’s gaze swept past the snowy white fingers and she smiled, “Big Sister has a good relationship with Xi Zihua, right? Let’s have a meal together sometime, so I can get to know her better in the future.”
Xi Zihua?
At this moment, Nie Lingbo didn’t want to hear about other people’s names, so her first reaction was to furrow her brows. But then she remembered something and raised an eyebrow, “Decided to teach Xi Heng a lesson?”
“Yes—Big Sister, do you think I’ve gone too far? After all, he is my ex.”
Nie Lingbo remembered Xi Heng’s solemn declaration of “sincere love” last night and smiled, a thin layer of ice in her tone, “He deserves it, let him suffer properly.”
She glanced at Song Pianxian, not sure if it was to comfort her or for another reason, Nie Lingbo said, “Even without this incident, Xi Zihua wouldn’t let him off. Why are you so nervous? Those who resort to crooked means won’t last long.”
“In that case, I’m relieved. My father entrusted this matter to me, so I want to get to know Xi Zihua better. Will Big Sister help me?”
“Didn’t you two speak before?” Nie Lingbo’s tone was peculiar, carefully scrutinizing the girl in front of her.
Regarding the matter of Xi Heng, Song Pianxian opened her mouth, revealing the newly grown white sharp teeth like a young beast. Although still tender, she had begun to learn to utilize her advantages to protect herself—
Yes, in Nie Lingbo’s view, everything Song Pianxian did was a justified counterattack forced out by Xi Heng.
Nie Lingbo was not averse to this; she was even somewhat pleased and satisfied.
She liked the pure and innocent Song Pianxian, but this Song Pianxian, who was unwilling to be in a disadvantaged position and was learning to grow up, made her even more willing to keep her attention on her.
In front of Nie Lingbo, Song Pianxian’s expression carried a unique sense of trust and intimacy, confessing openly:
“Yeah, we spoke, and we even said our families are friends—Big Sister, I didn’t say anything wrong, did I?”
“If you’ve achieved it, then it’s not wrong,” Nie Lingbo said with a hint of guidance.
Whether Song Pianxian understood or not, she obediently nodded.
Forget it, whether she understands or not, as long as she’s here, Nie Lingbo isn’t afraid of her making mistakes.
There will be time in the future to teach her slowly, bit by bit.
Nie Lingbo felt a gentle and tranquil sweetness in her heart, as if it had seeped out little by little after seeing Song Pianxian.
This nascent sweetness reminded her of another taste.
It was nearby but sometimes distant.
It was enticing yet tempting.
As this flavor swept through Nie Lingbo’s heart, it left behind a warmth akin to a gentle burn.
Just thinking about Song Pianxian made her heart beat faster.
Nie Lingbo paused and slowly said, “You mentioned there was another matter, is this it?”
Hearing this, Song Pianxian almost couldn’t help but laugh.
But she managed to suppress the upturned corners of her lips. However, the genuine smile couldn’t be contained and inevitably peeked out from her eyes, caught by the person watching over her.
Nie Lingbo narrowed her eyes:
“Song Pianxian.”
“Big Sister, I’m here.”
As if shifting the topic, Song Pianxian avoided directly addressing it and said:
“Big Sister, no meetings today? I won’t delay Big Sister’s work.”
Nie Lingbo seemed to completely forget about the canceled meeting and said straightforwardly: “There are no meetings today.”
Then she redirected the conversation, looking at Song Pianxian’s eyes, which were still smiling incessantly, and asked:
“What are your eyes doing?”
Song Pianxian innocently replied:
“I’m looking at Big Sister.”
She blinked and suddenly reached out her hands, covering her own eyes.
“If Big Sister doesn’t like being looked at by me, I won’t look.”
Nie Lingbo clicked her tongue.
Before she could say anything, Song Pianxian simply covered her eyes, like a rabbit with fluffy long ears drooping over her eyes.
At this moment, Nie Lingbo suddenly remembered how her friends teased her, saying that no one of the same age dared to challenge her in front of her, fearing her greatly, let alone the younger ones under her command. Nie Lingbo glanced around and realized that the efficiency of the day’s work could increase by 30%.
—Was she very serious? Song Pianxian was so young, would she really be afraid of her?
Nie Lingbo’s brows lightly furrowed, but in the next moment, she saw the corners of Song Pianxian’s lips secretly curl up, and her voice was sweet:
“What about Big Sister?”
Suddenly, Nie Lingbo stopped worrying, or more accurately, she no longer had the time to think about trivial matters.
“Mm,” she replied with an indistinct tone to Song Pianxian.
The light became brighter, casting various colors in a hazy and distorted manner.
It seemed that no shadow could exist in the office, and the air was filled with a dry and clear scent.
Nie Lingbo stood up and stood next to Song Pianxian.
This time, there was no one else in the office, and no one would dare to disturb them.
They immersed themselves in the clear sunlight.
Nie Lingbo reached out and took her hand, placing it on either side of Song Pianxian’s body.
With her body slightly leaning back, Song Pianxian half-sat on the desk, so her hands were also held by Nie Lingbo and pressed against the desk.
Nie Lingbo used her arms to encircle Song Pianxian in her embrace.
“Open your eyes,” she commanded.
So Song Pianxian obediently opened her eyes, revealing pupils as dazzling as jewels in the sunlight.
Nie Lingbo locked eyes with Song Pianxian.
It was unclear who leaned in first.
As they approached each other, their hair intertwined.
In the hottest part of the day, they kissed.
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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu
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