Lin Mei hadn't expected that instead of her looking for him, Xing Zheng would come to her.
After work in the evening, the bank president took Lin Mei, Chen Qi, and a few trusted colleagues to meet the rumored major client.
This client was said to be a rising star on Wall Street. He had been abroad for the past few years and had only returned to the country this month. Somehow, he had chosen their bank for cooperation.
The bank president was being very mysterious, which made Lin Mei even more curious about this major client.
When Xing Zheng appeared, Lin Mei's legs involuntarily felt weak, and Chen Qi quickly stepped forward to support her.
Lin Mei looked up at Xing Zheng opposite her.
Xing Zheng was over 1.9 meters tall, exuding an imposing presence. Ordinary people had to look up to him.
Unlike last night, he was wearing a custom-made suit today, pure black, with a black shirt underneath and a dark red tie. Topped with his unapproachable face, it could only evoke one word: a suit-clad brute.
He buttoned his shirt all the way up, but Lin Mei knew the shape and feel of every muscle beneath that restrained attire.
Afraid of being discovered, Lin Mei quickly turned her head to look at Chen Qi.
Chen Qi, however, was looking down at Lin Mei's ankle, "Does it hurt?"
Lin Mei only felt a piercing gaze directed at her from across the room.
A glance out of the corner of her eye confirmed it was Xing Zheng, watching her with a playful smirk.
Lin Mei pushed Chen Qi away and stood up straight.
The bank president introduced them warmly, "Mr. Xing, this is our bank's account manager, Lin Mei, and beside her is our credit manager, Chen Qi."
Chen Qi: "Hello, Mr. Xing!"
Lin Mei: "...Hello, Mr. Xing."
Xing Zheng nodded in greeting and began to observe the woman before him with serious interest.
She wasn't wearing a dress like yesterday; instead, she had changed into the bank's work attire. The classic, somewhat dated combination of a pure black OL uniform and a white shirt was, on her, exceptionally stylish.
She was not tall, with a delicate frame. The perfectly fitted uniform accentuated her figure to near perfection. Coupled with her light makeup and the chestnut-colored curly hair falling over her shoulders, she exuded a charm that was both alluring and innocent.
Xing Zheng's gaze traveled downwards, finally resting on Lin Mei's calves. He recalled her trying to be brave last night and said with a half-smile, "Miss Lin, why do you lose your footing whenever you see me?"
Lin Mei: "..."
This scoundrel was clearly implying something, and it was definitely intentional!
But this innuendo was only understandable between the two of them; no one else could decipher it.
Fearing Lin Mei might be embarrassed, Chen Qi quickly interjected, "Mr. Xing, please don't misunderstand. Lin Mei just didn't rest well last night."
Xing Zheng chuckled playfully, "So that's how it is."
Lin Mei tugged at Chen Qi, urging him to shut up and stop talking.
If he continued, Xing Zheng would likely mock her even more the next time they met.
Watching Lin Mei pull on Chen Qi's arm, Xing Zheng smiled and said, "However, Manager Chen knows that Miss Lin didn't rest well last night. It seems you have a very close relationship."
Chen Qi: "Mr. Xing has sharp eyes. Lin Mei is my girlfriend."
"Haha, Mr. Xing indeed has a keen eye. Chen Qi and Lin Mei have been together for several years. They are the model couple in our bank," the bank president chimed in, joining the banter.
Xing Zheng: "Is that so? You are very well-matched."
Chen Qi: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Xing. When Lin Mei and I get married, we will definitely send you an invitation."
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The seating arrangement was made by the bank president. As he was busy organizing everything, he placed Lin Mei next to Xing Zheng.
As soon as Lin Mei sat down, she felt the powerful aura of the man beside her.
Xing Zheng slowly swirled the wine in his goblet, his fingers caressing the glass. Seeing this, Lin Mei's mind was flooded with all sorts of inappropriate thoughts.
Xing Zheng was a major client of the bank, and everyone had toasted him. Lin Mei had delayed, and in the end, she was the only one left.
Lin Mei didn't have Xing Zheng's composure. They had been in bed together last night, and today she had to pretend not to know him.
"Miss Lin isn't toasting me?" Xing Zheng finished his drink and then teased Lin Mei beside him, "Could it be that you're still upset with me about what happened earlier?"
He emphasized the word "earlier," a meaning only Lin Mei could understand.
After speaking, he tugged at his tie, waiting leisurely for Lin Mei's response.
Lin Mei responded gracefully, "Mr. Xing, what are you saying? I'll refill your glass."
Lin Mei picked up the wine bottle, poured more wine, raised her goblet to clink with Xing Zheng's, and drank it down in one gulp.
Xing Zheng took a small sip, as if just to acknowledge it, and stared intently at her, "Miss Lin has a good capacity for alcohol. How about another glass?"
Lin Mei poured another glass and finished it.
Her colleagues praised Lin Mei's drinking ability, and the bank president also told Xing Zheng, "Among our bank's female managers, Xiao Lin is the most capable drinker. With her drinking skills, she has secured countless clients!"
Xing Zheng put down his glass and, reaching under the table, subtly stroked the thigh of the woman beside him. "Miss Lin is indeed impressive."
Lin Mei's body was already warm from the alcohol, and Xing Zheng's touch made her even hotter.
Afraid of being discovered, she couldn't make any overt movements and could only reach down to pull him away.
However, the more she pulled, the more emboldened Xing Zheng became, even starting to fiddle with her stockings.
Lin Mei forcefully pinned his hand down and turned to glare at him.
Xing Zheng ignored her, easily breaking free of her grip, his actions becoming even more audacious.
Lin Mei suddenly stood up, knocking over a wine glass on the table. The red wine spilled onto both her and Xing Zheng.
"Xiao Lin, what's wrong with you?" the bank president asked, displeased.
Lin Mei tugged at the hem of her pencil skirt, "I'm sorry, I suddenly feel unwell."
The bank president: "Even if you feel unwell, you can't..."
"President Sun, you don't need to scold Miss Lin. I'll handle it," Xing Zheng said, "helping" Lin Mei out of the situation. "Miss Lin is also soaked. You should go clean up."
Chen Qi started to follow, "I'll go with you."
"No, I can manage myself." With marks all over her, Lin Mei couldn't let Chen Qi accompany her.
Xing Zheng left first, and Lin Mei lingered for a minute before going out.