Tang Ling's close girlfriends also came, not only to celebrate her birthday but also to meet some outstanding young talents. Everyone who could come here was no ordinary person. The guests were all very happy, all accustomed to this kind of life, and GAD's style was truly distinctive. But Tang Ling, the host herself, wasn't very happy.
Because she was waiting for someone, and that person still hadn't arrived. Tang Ling had never lacked suitors—it was a bit exaggerated to say she could have whatever kind she wanted, but ever since she became aware of her beauty, no member of the opposite sex had been able to resist her charm. And she wasn't spoiled either.
But for the very first time, she had been stood up！
Ever since she handed the invitation to that Li Feng that day, the guy has been completely silent—two whole weeks without a word to her, which was simply unimaginable. Normally, a mere hint from her would have men swarming like bees drawn to honey. But this time, the first time she ever proactively invited someone, he didn't even react. Yet her pride and dignity held her back from checking up on him. She planned to give him a show of authority at her birthday banquet, but he actually dared to stand her up！
And without any reason or apology at all！
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got; the angrier she got, the more she thought about it！
This was probably something Miss Tang had never experienced before. She felt she shouldn't dwell on such a trivial matter. Maybe he had something important to do, or he was intimidated—after all, such a grand occasion might be overwhelming for an ordinary student. Or maybe he didn't have suitable clothes？
Countless guesses flashed through her mind, but Tang Ling still couldn't let it go.
“Hey, hey, my dear lady, the party downstairs is lively, yet you, the host, are lost in thought here alone—that's not how you treat your guests.”
A tall figure appeared, dressed in a gorgeous light-red gown that perfectly accentuated her devilish figure—full, shapely breasts, an enchanting willowy waist, and long, straight jade-like legs paired with delicate high heels. She was a man-killer. With subtle makeup, her face radiated brilliance. She was a mature woman, likely in the prime of her beauty, and few men could resist her charm.
“Sister Zhou, you're looking more beautiful than ever. I was just thinking about something.” Tang Ling smiled gracefully, as if nothing was wrong.
“Oh, really? Look, your little hands are turning white from gripping so hard. Who's got my good sister this angry? Tell your sister, and I'll teach him a lesson！”
Who was Zhou Zhi? She was a high-ranking official in a special department of USE, top-secret level—even Tang Ling didn't know much about her. It's just that their family's dealings with the military always involved her, so they were particularly familiar with her.
Zhou Zhi was a stunning beauty. You could tell even her own father found her hard to resist. A woman so radiant could easily stir a man's desire to conquer. Unfortunately, she was with the military and had deep connections, so everyone could only look from afar.
Tang Ling looked at Zhou Zhi with admiration as well—she was simply too beautiful, every part of her the epitome of femininity.
Actually, in the eyes of men, the two were on the same level, just different types. When the two women spoke up there, they immediately drew countless gazes. Young men stared somewhat unabashedly, while others sneaked glances. The love of beauty is universal, after all.
Tang Ling was no fool—she knew she couldn't hide it from Zhou Zhi. "Sister Zhou, it's nothing. Just a friend who stood me up. Maybe something came up."
"Oh? Really? Some man actually stood you up? If I were a man, I'd crawl here even if I had to."
"Sister, when did I say it was a man?" Tang Ling felt a bit overwhelmed—in conversations like this, ten of her couldn't match one Zhou Zhi.
"Come on, tell me about it. I'm curious."
Tang Ling didn't hold back—it wasn't a big deal anyway. She just found Li Feng a bit different. Saying nothing now would actually invite more misunderstanding.
The speaker didn't mean much by it, but the listener read into it. For Tang Ling to be involved in business at such a young age wasn't just because she was smart—smart people are a dime a dozen these days. For a giant conglomerate like GAD to let Tang Ling, the sole heir, participate in management at such a young age, there was only one reason: her intuition. She had a knack for simple but incredibly useful gut feelings about people and things. So far, she'd never been wrong. She might not know how to wield it herself, but her judgments, once in the hands of GAD and the military, could play a crucial role—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a kind of precognitive superpower.
An ordinary student, yet able to catch Tang Ling's attention, and she even took the initiative to send an invitation. This is no simple matter—it means he made a deep impression on Tang Ling. He's either a genius or an extremely dangerous person. On the surface, Zhou Zhi just joked around a bit, but this person had been firmly noted.
Monday, a clear morning, but Li Feng was frowning deeply. Anyone would crack under a whole morning of nagging.
"God, Li Feng, you should have told me earlier! You can't go? As your good buddy, I'd walk through fire for you, let alone a birthday party!"
When he found out that Tang Ling had invited Li Feng to her birthday party, Ma Ka's first reaction was that his buddy was dreaming. But after seeing the invitation, he went crazy. God, if it were him receiving this invite, even if a nuclear bomb was exploding outside, he'd charge through it. And Li Feng was just casually throwing away a chance to get close to Tang Ling. If Li Feng wasn't interested in her, that would be one thing, but he's had a crush on her for a long time. Ah, what a shame.
"Ma Ka, I'm begging you, can you stop repeating this topic? I feel regret, deep regret, are you satisfied now? It's done, it's done. There's no store selling regret medicine in this world."
"Sigh, you're right. Our technology is too backward. It's the 23rd century, and the time machine hasn't been invented yet. So backward."
Looking at Ma Ka lost in his fantasy, Li Feng was speechless. He can even daydream about this. All that talk about Tang Ling was nothing, now I see his true colors. But to be honest, Li Feng only felt a faint sense of regret. Ever since coming out of that illusion, Li Feng was no longer the same Li Feng.