The Ohno-Second

"It's already the fifth one." Wu Xiangdai tilted her chin to the left. "This is the fifth girl I've seen hitting on Song Bojian. But he keeps his nose clean and didn't respond to any of them."

"You are really a reporter. How observant." Qi Mei chuckled.

"Keep a low profile, sis. I'm a person of high professional competence." Wu Xiangdai giggled. "These girls probably don't even know who he is. They're just going for his face."

Song Bojian had always been publicly acknowledged as a handsome man. He had striking features, the contours of his cheeks smooth and clear. He had long black hair, and his eyes were long and slightly upcurved at the corners, giving off a sharp and cold aura. The arrogance and frivolousness of his youth were now completely hidden in the corners of his eyes. All these years, every time he appeared in the media, it would cause all kinds of discussions. After all, some people were really the chosen ones.

"All right, don't worry about what kind of girl will win his heart." Qi Mei lifted her hands and massaged her temples. She rarely drank, since she was in the technical field and did not have many social gatherings. She glanced at her phone. "It's almost midnight. Let's go back home."

"I'm already prepared to accompany you until we get drunk tonight," Wu Xiangdai said in surprise.

"I still have to go to work tomorrow." Qi Mei picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Wu Xiangdai looked at her with a pained expression. "Take a day off tomorrow and have a good rest."

"Today, Yu Nan told me that our company's chief architect was about to leave, and I…" Staring at Wu Xiangdai, Qi Mei jabbed her finger at her own chest, her footsteps unsteady and her body swaying. "I'm the next chief architect in his eyes, so I have to stick to my position."

Wu Xiangdai quickly reached out to support her to prevent her from falling.

The more Qi Mei spoke, the more excited she became. Perhaps it was because she was numbed by alcohol. Though she seemed to be strong and calm, her psychological defense was gradually destroyed. After all, no matter how rational she was, she was still a human, not an emotionless machine. She was just introverted. "So I have to go to work tomorrow. I have to work hard. I want to be number one!"

Feeling so heartbroken, Wu Xiangdai coaxed while supporting her, "Fine, let's work hard. You will be number one! You're the best. Tell the scumbag to get lost."

"Scumbags can go away, but I must get a promotion!" As she shouted, she subconsciously kicked her foot. However, the high heel on her left foot was thrown away at this moment, floating in a high arc in the air.

"Ah!" Wu Xiangdai screamed.

Qi Mei opened her confused eyes and glanced over. Song Bojian, sitting not far away, tilted his head slightly and grabbed the high heel single-handedly. He looked in her direction lazily and met her gaze.

The air was filled with awkwardness at this very minute.

Song Bojian looked at her calmly and indifferently but without any complaint.

After Qi Mei realized what had happened, though the bar was dimly lit, her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even her earlobes were burning.

But Song Bojian was just standing there, opposite her, staring at her with a poker face, holding her high heel in his hand.

"Qi Mei, do you want me to take back your shoe…" Before Wu Xiangdai could finish speaking, Qi Mei, who was standing aside, turned around and ran away. Wu Xiangdai was startled by her swift escape.

"Is this Cinderella's crystal shoe? Ha-ha, hurry up and return it to her." Fu Kai laughed loudly at Qi Mei's fleeing in panic.

Song Bojian lowered his gaze to the high heel in his hand and didn't say anything.

"She's not Cinderella…" An inaudible whisper was drowned out by the noises in the bar, so no one heard it.

Qi Mei stood outside the bar. As a gust of night wind blew over, her mind cleared up.

After a while, Wu Xiangdai came out and asked in despair, "Why did you run? You don't want your shoe?"

"If I have to make a choice between the ohno-second and a shoe, I think I will give up my shoe," Qi Mei said calmly. At this moment, she had already regained her rationality.

Wu Xiangdai handed over her shoe. "I, as your bestie, resolutely helped you get your shoe back in this super awkward scene."

Qi Mei put on her shoe. "You are my best friend forever."

"It's not a big deal. After all, I'm not the one who was embarrassed as hell." Wu Xiangdai smiled.

Qi Mei was speechless.