[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets":3,"chapter-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-131":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1652573,2118,"Chapter 131 - 131 130 Qianqian Wins by Doing Nothing","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-131",131,"\u003Cp>Chapter 131: Chapter 130: Qianqian Wins by Doing Nothing Chapter 131: Chapter 130: Qianqian Wins by Doing Nothing The Mercedes-Benz S450L had not been turned off, and the hum of its engine was still clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s gaze converged on the young man who had suddenly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright headlights streamed from behind him, casting a very long shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands hung by his sides, his expression calm and indifferent, yet he exuded a sharp, confident aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a freshly sharpened sword, he pressed toward Li Jingzhong, causing his eyebrows to furrow deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside the two men, Zhang Wensheng felt a tightness in his chest and struggled to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never forgotten the guy who went on a road trip with Zhao Yaqian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though greatly changed, there was no doubt in his mind—it was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been happily enjoying a meal out with his goddess, savoring the food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But suddenly, two BOSS figures had jumped in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One drove a Mercedes-Benz E300 worth over 500,000, and the other drove a Mercedes-Benz S worth over a million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to them, his own Wuling seemed pitifully inadequate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for his so-called girlfriend…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wensheng felt a sense of panic, yet he was reluctant to believe it was Zhao Yaqian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jingzhong frowned at him and said sternly, “What do you mean by this? Who is harassing your girlfriend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song pursed his lips and calmly replied, “Don’t remember? We met outside Yiz Beauty Salon. You’ve harassed her before. I might overlook those incidents, but now Zhao Yaqian is my girlfriend, so please stay away from her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regarding this President Li, he could definitely say he was deeply impressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also vividly remembered Li’s arrogant demeanor and that honking blue Mercedes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phrases like “the most suitable job for her”, “here’s an offer for you”, “I can’t be bothered to discuss this with someone as young as you”…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfectly embodied a shameless, sleazy man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian watched Tang Song, who had suddenly appeared, and the phrase “Zhao Yaqian is my girlfriend” echoed over and over in her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cheeks flushed, and her mind felt dizzy, as if she were drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time Tang Song had referred to her that way; it felt strange yet exceedingly secure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her eyes, the entire street now seemed to contain only Tang Song, all other scenery and people blurred into the background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jingzhong looked up and thoroughly examined him for a moment, then realizing, said, “So it’s you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man who had shared grilled skewers with Zhao Yaqian, who even had a spat with him—that left an impression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over the nearby Mercedes-Benz S450L, then back to Tang Song, his eyes flickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having worked for years and gradually becoming a high-ranking corporate officer, his experience and understanding were certainly adequate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was also beyond the age where blood rushed to his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickly weighing the pros and cons internally, he masked his emotions and said with a forced smile, “You misunderstood, I was just helping them because their car broke down by the roadside, and since Zhao Yaqian and I are somewhat acquainted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, your help isn’t needed, Yaqian isn’t close to you either,” Tang Song said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song turned around, brushed past him, and approached Zhao Yaqian, gently wrapping his arm around her delicate waist and kissed her smooth cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled and asked, “Why do I smell cumin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian touched her slightly moist face, which seemed to snap her back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled warmly and said, “I just had some starch sausage, and accidentally got some on my face. Brother Song, how did you get here so quickly? I only sent you my location a little while ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I had already set off, actually. I was going to bring you a surprise visit at the fried chicken shop, but then you said your car was broken down, so I came straight here instead,” he replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian’s eyes sparkled as she kissed him back, “Thank you, Brother Song.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Creek, creek—” Zhang Wensheng clenched his fists, feeling a chill run through his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had a boyfriend, she really did have a boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Li Yuanyuan and Jiang Zimu looked back and forth between Tang Song and Zhao Yaqian, somewhat dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this was Yaqian’s boyfriend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They closely examined his features for a moment, recognizing the young man who had previously appeared in Zhao Yaqian’s social media posts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he looked somewhat different from his photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taller and more chiseled, refreshingly confident, with stylish attire and an elite aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And hadn’t Zhang Wensheng claimed he drove a Wuling? But this clearly was a posh Mercedes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wide grill and bright emblem alone screamed expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And does that mean the LV bag was real too? Wow, Yaqian is really fortunate!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jingzhong’s gaze swept over the two people hugging each other, his facial expression looking quite ugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and headed to his car, pulled open the driver’s side door, and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the Mercedes-Benz S was just blocking his side, Li Jingzhong had no choice but to reverse for a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He violently turned the steering wheel to the left, pressed down hard on the accelerator, the engine roared, and the blue Mercedes-Benz E300 disappeared from everyone’s sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…“Hello, I am Tang Song, Qianqian’s boyfriend.” Tang Song smiled and gave a brief introduction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello… I’m Li Yuanyuan, Qianqian’s high school classmate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello Brother Song, my name is Jiang Zimu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two girls hurriedly greeted him back, their expressions constrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wensheng watched them, his lips moved, but he couldn’t speak at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Du Guangyin smacked his lips, and he couldn’t help but feel mournful for his roommate, Zhang Wensheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s just that your goddess is too outstanding; any random competitor could crush you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention this handsome guy driving a Mercedes-Benz S450 worth over a million, clearly not on the same level as them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How does that saying go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I had a Mercedes-Benz in my youth, love would not have caused disputes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian whispered, “This is my high school senior, Zhang Wensheng, and this is his college classmate, Du Guangyin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song smiled at the two people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zimu looked at Zhang Wensheng, who was silent and leaning against the Wuling car, and sighed silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took the initiative to say, “Qianqian, you must be starving, right? You ate those grilled sausages really fast. Why don’t a few of us take your boyfriend’s car first? Let Wensheng and the others wait here for the car to be fixed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yuanyuan’s eyes shifted, and she quickly added, “Right, right, right, I’m also hungry. Let’s go ahead. It’s useless for us all to stay here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian licked her lips and nodded, “Brother Song, then we’ll trouble you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to be polite with me.” Tang Song patted her soft waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wensheng, Brother Du, bye~” “We’re leaving, bye~”“Bye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he watched the four people get into the luxurious Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan, Zhang Wensheng felt completely drained and his mind boiled over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding-a-ling——” A ringtone from his phone snapped him out of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He answered the call. It was the mechanic he had arranged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, right, it’s on this road.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just walk about 500 meters south, on the west side of the road, the white Wuling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment after hanging up the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Wuling Hongguang approached, the mechanic quickly changed the new battery, tried it, and the car started smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wensheng didn’t haggle and paid 390 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat back in the car, leaned against the seat, and slowly closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth was he had always known that Zhao Yaqian didn’t like him, but he still wanted to try his best, in case the impossible happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that his dream had shattered, he knew he was completely hopeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the moving Mercedes-Benz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yaqian sat in the passenger seat, her fingers lightly touching the leather upholstery around her, curiously asking, “Brother Song, is this Mercedes-Benz also your car?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, doesn’t it feel much more comfortable?” Tang Song glanced out of the corner of his eye at the beautician’s exposed long legs, his right hand always tempted to reach there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, considering there were two female classmates in the back, he really felt it was not appropriate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s very comfortable.” Zhao Yaqian pressed her legs together, leaned back on the soft seat, feeling she had still underestimated Brother Song’s capabilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yuanyuan and Jiang Zimu exchanged looks in the back seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being so young and able to drive a Mercedes-Benz S-class, whether it’s from family or personal achievements, proved the other person was no simple character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention he was so handsome and had such good demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the naive Zhao Yaqian, envy welled up in their mouths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, being beautiful was also a kind of capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a boyfriend, Qianqian didn’t need to do anything, nor did she need to strive. She could just win lying down, and in this case, lying on a bed.\u003C\u002Fp>",1506,"2026-06-06T12:09:12.834Z",1,"novelbin.me","0bb4cee164fe88e8c0da618dd74a1f035a11d498e6b0e4d34286cccf5f7dc910","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-132","charm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-130",1887,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcharm-point-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]