The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 415 - 333

Rong Zhi gave herself a three-day vacation.

She caught up on all the sleep she’d missed before, only getting up to eat when Bai Su went upstairs to call her, and after eating, she would have meetings with Ying Cenchuan to discuss the next perfume project.

Han Xiqiao is getting better at managing the company. Those who once looked down on her at the company are now changing their minds, and the R&D department has almost become her domain.

But every time she sees Rong Zhi, she still respectfully calls out, "Director Ying."

The three-day vacation flew by, the new perfume was finalized, and Rong Zhi leaned back in her chair, letting out a breath of relief, feeling her whole body relax a bit.

She swiped open her phone, and messages from two class groups popped up.

"Finally free!! Let’s hang out tonight!!"

"Let’s go, where should we meet? How about we also invite Class 16?"

Because Rong Zhi often mingled between the two classes, the second class and the sixteenth class started interacting more, getting along quite well, at least outwardly calling each other brothers with no issue.

They were discussing where to go play, someone @mentioned her to ask if she wanted to go, and she initially wanted to refuse, but Ying Hengyu kept coaxing her in the group to join.

"In the future, when everyone goes their separate ways, it’ll be hard to meet up again. Just go and have fun. Call me when you’re ready to leave, and I’ll come pick you up."

A low, lazy voice came from above her head. Bai Su had somehow ended up standing behind her, gently massaging her shoulders with his fingers.

Rong Zhi slowly closed her eyes, thought about it for a while, and said softly, "Alright."

She replied in the group that she would go.

There was a moment of silence in the group, and then it exploded with 99+ messages directly.

"Rong Zhi is coming too!! Hurry and decide where we’re going!"

"Brother, wait for me; I’ll come pick you up right now."

Rong Zhi put down her phone to change clothes, put on a mask and a baseball cap, and just finished getting ready when Ying Hengyu arrived. He hadn’t changed clothes or anything, just motioned for her to get in the car.

"I’ll drive."

It was nearing rush hour, and at Ying Hengyu’s speed, they would probably get caught in traffic. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

But Ying Hengyu stubbornly clung to the steering wheel, looking at her seriously, "If you drive, I might not have any energy left to eat by the time we reach the hotel."

Rong Zhi: "..."

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When they arrived, the private room was at the toasting part of the evening. Class 16 and Class 2 had booked a big room together; everyone was classmates, so there was no formal talk, just raising glasses and drinking, or playing games where losers had to drink, and even penalties for being late.

It was a rare chance to let loose, with no rules against drinking.

Si Raojing, whose leg injury had mostly healed, was made to drink two glasses, and Si Ye’s brows and eyes gradually softened, a casual smile tugging at his lips.

He looked up just as Rong Zhi pushed the door open and entered. He pressed his lips together, his eyes flickering slightly, and greeted her with a natural grace: "Rong Zhi."

As soon as he spoke, everyone turned their heads in unison.

"Brother Zhi!"

"Rong Xiaocao~"

"Rong Zhi is here."

They were all calling out Rong Zhi’s name.

This lively atmosphere of being surrounded by everyone surprised Rong Zhi, making her raise an eyebrow.

She slightly lowered her eyes, slowly smiled, "Good evening."

Bai Yang very enthusiastically shouted, "Good evening!!"

Si Raojing stared at the girl’s slight smile, his heart involuntarily skipping a beat.

He unobtrusively shifted his gaze, turning to talk to Shang Xing.

Rong Zhi didn’t notice; she followed Ying Hengyu to sit at the table with the class monitor, and Wentianhui wanted to toast her, but Ying Hengyu intercepted him.

"No, no, no, I promised my brother-in-law she wouldn’t drink; don’t put me in a tough spot."

The threatening smile that Bai Su had flashed before they left was still fresh in his memory; he really couldn’t let Rong Zhi touch a drink.

Wentianhui awkwardly rubbed his nose, sounding quite disappointed, "Alright then."

Rong Zhi rubbed the cup in her hand, raised the tea cup and clinked it with his, "Let’s use tea instead of wine, here’s to you, a bright future."