Rich Daddy, Don't Be Arrogant

3Jiang Xiaolang's office was not very large, and it was basically the standard office of desks, bookshelves, computers, and sofas.    3

    

Tingna said, "There's nothing to see in Xiaolang's office. Come to my office. It's more interesting there!"    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao could not refuse her enthusiasm and followed her to her office.    

    

Tingna's office was twice as big as Jiang Xiaolang's. There was a gorgeous wallpaper on the wall and an enlarged photo of Tingna was in front of her eyes.    

    

In the picture, she was wearing a gorgeous red dress and looked extremely domineering. Her pair of misty blue eyes were sharp and deep, like an inaccessible lake, causing people to be unable to extricate themselves from it.    

    

The layout of the office did not look like an office at all, but more like a leisure tea bar.    

    

There was a huge and exquisite glass coffee table in the middle that was filled with all kinds of snacks. Around the coffee table were several colorful couches.    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao imagined Tina curled up on the lazy sofa, lazily drinking tea and eating snacks like a beautiful and noble cat. She was not the same person as the photo on her wall.    

    

So, Dingna was the crazy one, right?    

    

Dingna asked Hsu Qiaoqiao, "How is it? Is my office interesting?"    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao said, "This place doesn't look like an office, but more like a tea room for friends' gathering."    

    

Tina pulled Hsu Qiaoqiao to sit on a lazy sofa and said with a smile, "We work for hours at a time. It's so boring, so we can relax here. Otherwise, we won't know how interesting life is."    

    

She picked up a chocolate chip cookie with her fingertips and put it to Hsu Qiaoqiao's lips, "Taste it. I baked it myself."    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao tried to take it with her hands but was dodged by Tina. She insisted on feeding it to Hsu Qiaoqiao.    

    

What kind of bad taste was this?    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao had no choice but to eat it.    

    

Tingna's eyes immediately lit up, "How is it? Do you like the taste?"    

    

The cookie was crisp and delicious, and the rich fragrance of the chocolate had the fragrance of red beans. The taste was really good.    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao nodded, "Delicious!"    

    

"Really? I'm so happy! I'm so great!"    

    

Tingna was as happy as a child, as if she had done something amazing.    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao suddenly felt Tingna's sincerity.    

    

She seemed to be treating her sincerely.    

    

There was a tea stove on the coffee table with a teapot on it. Tina put black tea in the teapot and started to boil it.    

    

At this moment, her movements were elegant, her demeanor was dignified, and her aura was gentle and calm, which made Hsu Qiaoqiao's restless and rebellious heart settle down unknowingly.    

    

In her mouth, the fragrance of the cookie lingered.    

    

Tingna looked at the steam floating out of the teapot and said gently: "I actually only know how to bake cookies and make black tea because my mother only taught me this."    

    

Her beautiful misty blue eyes were filled with nostalgia, giving Hsu Qiaoqiao a bad feeling.    

    

She did not say anything and just listened quietly.    

    

Tingna continued, "My mother is from your country. She is very beautiful, very gentle, and loves me very much. But I think she loves my dad more. Because after my dad passed away, she never smiled again. And then a few years later, she left."    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao's heart sank, and she subconsciously reached out to hold Tina's tightly clasped hand on her knee.    

    

Tingna turned her head to look at her, her misty blue eyes looking pitiful.    

    

"How old were you at that time?" Hsu Qiaoqiao asked her gently.    

    

"Fifteen years old!"    

    

Ding Na said.    

    

She then asked Hsu Qiaoqiao, "Do you know how I lived after that?"    

    

Hsu Qiaoqiao shook her head.    

    

She guessed that Tina might have been raised by her relatives, or she might have been raised by a social welfare organization until she was 18 years old.    

    

Ding Na laughed, her eyes somewhat crazy: "You're so cute, you definitely wouldn't think that I was raised by my boyfriend!"