Seeing the expression on Tang Song’s face, Xie Shuyu took a soft breath, her gaze slightly lowering.
In a calm tone, she said: "I do truly admire you, whether it’s your character, thinking, abilities, or even your appearance.
But you must understand, marriage is a compromise between two families.
Choosing marriage means I also have to deal with in-law relationships and family trivialities.
I know myself too well, I can’t do it, and I’m very likely to argue with my future husband over this, which would lead to irreconcilable conflicts."
After saying this, she reached out and gently patted Tang Song’s arm, "I’m sorry."
There’s one thing she didn’t mention, mainly because she was afraid Tang Song would find her too cold-blooded, too rational.
Her material conditions already ensure she can live well, without needing marital ties with anyone.
Glimmer Coffee has carried her youth and efforts, she has dedicated the most precious years of her life to it.
To her, this career is her spiritual support and future guarantee.
If she and Tang Song were to have major emotional conflicts, they would surely affect her work.
She can clearly foresee that if that truly happens, the future would be a mess.
Similar cases are actually quite common, both domestically and internationally.
Rather than that, it’s better to clarify beforehand and separate the two.
She doesn’t mind having a romantic and warm relationship with Tang Song, perhaps even nurturing a next generation, but marriage is best left aside.
"It’s okay." Tang Song suppressed his joyous emotions and softly said, "I understand you, with your conditions and charm, if you had intended to marry or love before, then I wouldn’t have been involved."
Xie Shuyu slowly relaxed her tightly clenched hand and lifted her eyes to look at him.
Stylishly handsome, deep gaze, exuding rich sexual tension from head to toe.
Hesitating for a moment, she straightened her body, and took the initiative to kiss Tang Song on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you."
Feeling the initiative of the female president, Tang Song was silent for a moment and then softly spoke, "Sister Shuyu, if I were to marry another woman in the future, what would you do?"
Xie Shuyu looked into Tang Song’s eyes and seriously said: "That’s your right; I can ensure I won’t disturb you, nor will affect our careers."
"Then how do you plan to handle our relationship?"
Xie Shuyu squinted her eyes slightly and stood straight, saying: "That depends on you, Tang Song. We are just beginning, the future is still hazy. The reason I discuss marriage with you in advance is to prevent potential future conflicts."
"Let’s go, it’s almost noon, let’s have a meal together, and celebrate a bit."
After speaking, Xie Shuyu gracefully walked behind the office desk.
With her level of intelligence, she quickly understood from his tone and attitude.
Tang Song’s feelings aren’t particularly pure, which means there’s still the presence of other women.
But she was mentally prepared for this.
A man like that, she surely can’t control, perhaps she might even end up controlled by him.
Love is a game, the one who loses is destined to make compromises.
The best result, naturally, is to conquer Tang Song, making him willingly live with her in a way without marriage.
But if Tang Song wins, she would also make certain sacrifices.
Just right now, she hasn’t prepared to lose, nor does she feel she’ll lose to other women.
Tang Song quietly stood by, observing Xie Shuyu tidy up.
Xie Shuyu is indeed very slim, her slender waist seems as though it could be encircled with one hand, though her fat distribution is reasonable, as her breasts and hips aren’t small.
Especially when she slightly bends over, the round tight hips and graceful slender waist form a perfect curve.
Very reminiscent of a supermodel on the stage.
Soon, the two left the general manager’s office.
"President Xie! President Tang!" "President Xie!" "President Tang"...
On the way, the employees looked at the two, their eyes full of complex emotions.
Xie Shuyu seemed in a good mood, smiling in response to them.
The elevator stopped at the B2 parking lot.
Settling into Xie Shuyu’s BMW 7 Series, breathing in the faint fragrance, Tang Song slightly turned his body, watching the poised and elegant female president at the driver’s seat.
"Vroom—" The car started.
Her complexion was smooth like white jade, under the dim light of the car’s dashboard, a few hints of coolness appeared.
In the dimly lit underground garage, contrasted against the black professional attire.
"What’s wrong?" Xie Shuyu gracefully buckled her seatbelt, sitting straight, her every motion exuding dignity.
A few strands of hair lightly fell beside her cheeks, adding a touch of casual allure.
Different women have different auras.
The poise and temperament the female president exudes makes Tang Song, who just shared intimacy with her, feel a rush of warmth.
He couldn’t help but lean over and kissed her, earnestly biting on her lips, lightly sucking and lickingly
Xie Shuyu raised her eyebrows slightly but didn’t refuse.
In the enclosed car, perception seemed amplified.
The fresh atmosphere, the warm touch, the burning gaze, accelerating her heartbeat, her whole body tingling.
No matter how calm, rational, and mature she is, this is her first time in love, and today is also her first kiss.
Her heart was having an indescribable flutter.
"That’s enough, we should go, if we’re late the restaurant might not have good seats." Xie Shuyu straightened up, softly said: "Where do you want to eat?"
Tang Song immediately said: "Banquet Building."
"Hmm..." Xie Shuyu pressed her lips but said nothing, seemingly understanding his intention.
Over four months ago, the first official meal they had together was at the Banquet Building.
She remembered Tang Song dressed up earnestly at that time, clearly valuing that date highly.