That afternoon, the two ate at a fast food restaurant in the shopping mall.
Both the men's and women's leather bags were on display at the level where shoes and leather goods were sold. Since they had already made their way down, they decided to take a look on the way. Just as they got off the escalator, Lin Qian glanced toward the drink stall sitting by the main entrance on their left. Their lunch had been rushed so her throat and mouth were starting to feel a little dry.
Then she looked to the right and saw the sign for the bathrooms. Then she told Li Zhicheng, "I'm going to run to the bathroom."
Li Zhicheng nodded. "What do you feel like drinking? I'll buy."
Lin Qian was confused. "Huh?"
He glanced at the drink stall to indicate what he meant.
"Lemon kumquat." The corners of her mouth lifted into a smile. "Thank you."
She thought to herself, That was like telepathy, wasn't it?
The two temporarily went their separate ways at the foot of the escalator.
After walking several steps, Lin Qian suddenly realized how strange that had actually been. He had asked her what she felt like drinking instead of whether she wanted something to drink.
How did he know that she was thirsty?
So, was he always... noticing her body language and expressions?
She stopped in her tracks and looked back to see Li Zhicheng standing in line behind dozens of people amidst the bustling activity all around. She guessed he had never bought something like this before, as he focused intently on the large sign above the stall.
Once again, when you stand on the bridge admiring the view, the person who is admiring the view is actually gazing at you.
Lin Qian continued to stare quietly before turning around and heading into the bathroom.
Facing the clear, bright mirror, Lin Qian removed her hat and washed her face. Lifting her head again, she looked at her damp and thoughtful expression. Her feelings were confused and complicated.
No wonder he had told her that the "big battle is nearing" back in America. Was this the "big battle?"
This could create a huge upheaval of the entire market.
After a moment of silence, she reattached the strap of the hat and dolled herself up a little in the mirror. Only when she felt that she looked spirited and pretty did she walk out of the bathroom.
The hallway leading to the bathroom was as straight as a pencil. Lin Qian thought about what Li Zhicheng had said earlier and walked with her head lowered. Behind her, a man followed, his footsteps going thud, thud, thud. He wasn't too near but he wasn't very far either—she did not notice him. At the end of the hallway it once again opened into the mall, returning her to the loud and crowded shopping area.
When she reached the exit, she lifted her head and noticed two men dressed in suits standing by the side as if they were waiting for somebody.
Lin Qian found them rather familiar as she appeared to have seen them previously in the competitor's store. Was it New Bori, Cheng Pin, or SMQ...?
She naturally spared them a few more glances. Eventually, she heard an emotionless voice from behind her. "What are you looking at?"
Lin Qian was extremely familiar with this voice. A sudden wave of anger erupted within her but she immediately suppressed it.
She turned around and smiled at him with a very magnanimous and appropriate attitude. "President Chen, what a coincidence. I can bump into you even while going to the bathroom."

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Our Glamorous Time
RomanceLin Qian once thought the man she wanted would be handsome and formidable, able to "create clouds with one turn of the hand and rain with another turn" in the business world, causing her to look up to him in admiration. There would be nothing he cou...