Chapter 287

In the stylish and bright living room, music full of rhythm lingered all around.

Meeting the gaze of Xiao Xue opposite him, Tang Song's throat rolled gently.

He could be certain that her words, "I'm fine with anything," were a deliberate provocation toward him.

After all, everything that could be done had been done, and with the 【Lin Empress Mu Xue's Whisper】 dungeon having occurred, he understood Xiao Xue thoroughly, from the inside out.

In the last few days, accompanied by Wen Ruan, that sophisticated and understanding older sister, he had been thoroughly satisfied, and his corresponding mindset and horizons had been broadened.

Tang Song gently wrapped his arm around the supple waist of his beautician friend, looking at Xiao Xue's beautiful face.

He teased in a playful tone, "Actually, I'm fine with anything too. The master bedroom bed is two meters wide; the three of us sleeping together is fine too."

Zhao Yaqian, standing nearby, was stunned at first upon hearing this, then burst into a laugh, "Pfft," and leaned her head on Tang Song's shoulder.

She winked at Lin Empress Mu Xue and said, "Shall we, Xiao Xue? We can discuss the upcoming work tonight."

Even when joking, the 19-year-old beautician appeared naive, very simple and cute.

In her eyes, Xiao Xue was now just like Tingzi, her best friend.

She had no reservations at all when speaking.

"O~" Lin Empress Mu Xue's rosy lips parted slightly; on the surface, she tried hard to maintain composure, but her heart began to beat violently.

My beautician friend! You really don't know the severity of the situation!

If we really did that, there would be no room left to talk about work!

Tang Song is my boss; if he asked me to help push, how could I refuse!

In the end, you'd be the one suffering.

Biting her lower lip hard, Lin Empress Mu Xue let her hands hang in front of her and blinked.

She smiled generously, "How about next time? Tang Song just got back, he still needs to rest."

She felt that her persona in front of Zhao Yaqian and Tang Song had always been very stable.

An exquisite and elegant fashionable white-collar elite—it was by relying on this persona that she maintained her dignity.

Therefore, she dared not easily expose her true thoughts, let alone play a game of Landlord directly.

Even if she had wanted something to happen with Tang Song before, she had used a one-night stand as an excuse.

After all, as a mature, independent woman, she certainly had reasons to indulge occasionally.

And she had been working hard to make everything real.

With the blind box video filmed by her high school classmate Chen Siyue going online, it had also brought her quite a bit of traffic.

However, because she didn't livestream and only accepted advertisements that fit her persona, her monetization wasn't very high.

But it still counted as a considerable income.

What made her even more excited was that on the 5th of this month, which was the day after tomorrow, her first salary would be issued.

Things would only get better in the future.

She believed that if she persisted for a few more months, once her abilities improved, she would truly be able to live the life she wanted.

"Alright, then next time. Brother Song, I'll take your clothes in for you first." Zhao Yaqian let go of Tang Song's arm, patted Xiao Xue's firm, perky buttocks, and said with a laugh, "Xiao Xue, you cut a fruit platter for Brother Song, I'm going to take a shower."

After speaking, Zhao Yaqian gave Tang Song a charming look, pushed Tang Song's suitcase, bent her waist, and wiggled her little bottom as she walked toward the master bedroom.

She had been busy all day today; she exercised in the gym for over an hour at noon and danced aerobics all evening, so she was sticky all over now.

It was very unfavorable for the upcoming battle.

…

As the beautician's figure disappeared into the living room, the atmosphere instantly became somewhat subtle.

"Wait for me a moment." Lin Empress Mu Xue pursed her lips, turned around, and walked toward the open kitchen.

Because there were no suitable sneakers here, she had been barefoot the whole time; as she walked, she subconsciously stood slightly on her tiptoes, gently swaying her body.

Viewed from behind, her supple long hair swayed from side to side, and the lines of her tight sportswear smoothly outlined her slender waist, perky buttocks, and long, elastic legs, full of charming temptation.

As expected of someone who had undergone professional flight attendant training.

In terms of posture alone, Xiao Xue was even more elegant than the older sister.

Soon, a carefully prepared fruit platter was placed on the coffee table.

Several small wooden forks were inserted into it.

"Thanks." Tang Song leaned back on the sofa, picked up a piece of watermelon with a fork, and tossed it into his mouth.

The taste was crisp and sweet, full of juice, icy and cool, very comfortable.

After eating a few pieces of fruit contentedly, Tang Song's whole body relaxed.

Immediately, a familiar scent of perfume wafted toward him.

It was Jo Malone Sage & Sea Salt.

Ever since he complimented her once at the Marriott in Shanghai last time, Xiao Xue had frequently worn this one.

Mixed with the scent of her other skincare products, it had a faint, fresh aura, like a gentle sea breeze.

The surface of the fabric sofa deformed, and Lin Empress Mu Xue sat down gently beside him.

Her slender, fair fingers picked up a grape and gently handed it to Tang Song's lips, her smile gentle and intellectual, "Try this Victoria grape, I just bought it today; the taste is sweet and sour, the flesh is plump, and the quality is very high."

Tang Song's eyebrows raised slightly, knowing that this fake socialite friend wanted to pull some messy tricks again.

Of course, he certainly didn't dislike it.

Although there were some small hiccups during the last one-night stand, he was still very satisfied overall.

However, in order to polish his emotional intelligence and understanding of women through Xiao Xue, he didn't expose the relationship between the two.

Just as the system said.

As an independent individual, Lin Empress Mu Xue was a very typical woman; she was self-driven, goal-oriented, confident, insecure, vain, competitive, and boastful…

Interacting with her in life and work, he could always have different realizations each time.

Now his charm rating had exceeded 60, and subsequent improvements would become increasingly difficult.

Tang Song was looking forward to when he would trigger a new task from her again, like 【Charm +1】 or something.

"It's really delicious, you try it." Lin Empress Mu Xue's tone was somewhat expectant.

The emerald green grape pressed against his lips.

Tang Song opened his mouth slightly.

The grape entered his mouth, accompanied by Lin Empress Mu Xue's fingers.

Immediately after, Lin Empress Mu Xue nonchalantly brushed against his tongue, teeth, and lips.

"Crunch—" The fresh, sweet, and sour juice exploded between his teeth.

Tang Song's gaze gradually deepened, looking straight at Xiao Xue.

Sensing his gaze, Lin Empress Mu Xue was instantly startled, her expression unnatural as she lowered her head.

She had been too carried away just now, and having not seen each other for so long, she couldn't help but go too far with her actions.

These were all little tricks she had learned from "socialite groups."

But who was Tang Song? He was highly likely the man behind Su Yu! He had inextricable ties with Tang Zong Entertainment!

Tang Song wouldn't be angry, would he!?

Thinking of this, Lin Empress Mu Xue raised her head somewhat nervously and whispered, "That… sorry, my hand accidentally went in, but I washed it carefully."

"Hehe." The expression on Tang Song's face returned to normal; he casually picked up a grape, his voice clear and magnetic, "Open your mouth."

Lin Empress Mu Xue was stunned, joy instantly appearing on her face as she hurriedly opened her rosy lips.

Tang Song's hand stopped about 10 centimeters from her lips, not continuing to feed her, looking at her calmly.

Encountering Tang Song's gaze, Lin Empress Mu Xue, with her mouth open, had panic and anxiety flash in her eyes.

Her buttocks lifted slightly, and she took the initiative to lean forward and bite the grape.

Tang Song's mouth curled upward; he pushed the grape in, his nimble fingers gently teasing inside her mouth.

Lin Empress Mu Xue maintained this posture, like a cat biting a cat treat.

Her gaze gradually relaxed, and her face became redder and redder.

"Xiao Xue, I just got back from the Imperial Capital, I haven't washed my hands yet." Tang Song said in a calm tone.

The corners of Lin Empress Mu Xue's eyes twitched, and then she took the initiative to move forward a bit more.

She actually had a mild case of mysophobia and was usually very clean.

But facing Tang Song, she felt she could abandon these bad habits.

Seeing Lin Empress Mu Xue's performance, Tang Song's smile widened a bit; he gently wrapped his arm around her slender waist and placed Lin Empress Mu Xue on his lap.

Immediately after, Tang Song leaned forward, inhaled near her neck, and moved his hand.

Lin Empress Mu Xue's body instantly tensed, her face becoming flushed.

After a while, she finally gradually relaxed.

After all, they had had contact from the inside out, so they could be considered friends who knew each other thoroughly.

The fruit in the platter was all high-end and especially fresh.

For example, the honey peaches were plump in shape, bright in color, and sweet and juicy in taste.

Raindrops kept falling from the night sky.

They hit the window glass, slowly sliding down the smooth surface, forming winding water marks.

Looking out the window from inside, the rainy night world was hazy.

Vehicles on the street drove by, splashing water, and the headlights blurred into hazy halos in the rain and mist.

Pedestrians held umbrellas, walking in a hurry, their figures appearing and disappearing in the rain.

"Click—" The door of the Wuling Hongguang was gently pushed open.

"Bang—" The purple umbrella was opened.

He Liting, carrying her bag, climbed out from the passenger seat, "Thanks, President Gao, you still have to pick someone up, right? I won't delay your time, drive slowly on the road."

"Bye~, Yiyi."

"Bye."

Watching the white Wuling Hongguang S disappear around the street corner, He Liting hummed a song and walked into the residential area.

Compared to tacky names like "Lili" or "Xiaoli," as an independent streamer, she already had a stage name, and it was even personally given by President Tang.

"He Yiyi." She muttered with a smile.

Now the whole company addressed her by the intimate name "Yiyi."

Since the account operation began half a month ago, development had been smooth sailing.

By selecting single items through video traffic, she could now single-handedly carry a two-hour livestream.

Moreover, just today, the talent President Tang specifically recruited from the Imperial Capital arrived at the company one after another to handle onboarding.

Half of them were team members recruited for her.

Besides the connection between her and Qian Qian, was it probably also because he appreciated her?

Although it felt very shameless, she, He Yiyi, was just very proud.

Thinking of the spirited President Tang at the video conference this morning, He Liting licked her lips, her mood excited.

On the road, rain fell like silk threads.

She was in the hazy rain and mist, one hand gently lifting her skirt, the other holding an umbrella, her steps light, occasionally spinning or dancing a beat along with her own singing.

No matter how deep the night or how terrible the weather, it was infected by her good mood.

Passing through the gorgeous entrance lobby, she took the elevator directly to the 6th floor.

Accompanied by the crisp prompt of the elevator, He Liting stepped into the hallway.

She put the umbrella away.

"Beep—" The smart door lock was opened; He Liting closed the door while shouting, "Qian Qian, Xiao Xue, I'm back! Are you still dancing aerobics? This music is quite energetic, wait for me!"

She walked quickly into the living room wearing slippers.

The expression on He Liting's face instantly jolted, and she said loudly, "President Tang!"

On the sofa in the living room, Tang Song was sitting there quietly.

"Tingzi, good evening." Xiao Xue, wearing tight sportswear and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, subconsciously pulled up her pants and greeted him as if nothing had happened.

Tang Song crossed his legs, masking his embarrassment, "Good evening, Yiyi, you've worked hard."

Summer pants were particularly thin; he had just played with water with Xiao Xue for a while, so if he stood up, it would definitely be particularly conspicuous.

For the sake of his positive image, Tang Song could only compromise.

"Not hard, not hard, no overtime today, mainly because several new colleagues joined, we ate and chatted together."

He Liting put her bag away, came to the coffee table with "tap-tap-tap" steps, picked up a piece of cut honey peach, and took a bite.

Her eyes curved, "Really delicious, plump and juicy! Eh, Xiao Xue, why is your face so red? It seems the difficulty of the aerobics just now was not small!"

Lin Empress Mu Xue, standing nearby, kept her legs tightly together, her expression somewhat unnatural, "Yeah."

He Liting ate another piece of watermelon and curiously pointed at her sports shorts, "Xiao Xue, why are your pants wet?"

"Uh…" Lin Empress Mu Xue turned around, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, "Oh, I just opened the window, and the rain accidentally seeped in."

"Mm-hmm, no wonder, it's summer, the rain now is quite fierce."

Lin Empress Mu Xue grinned, "That… I'll go change my clothes."

On the surface, she was still calm, but inside she was anxious and afraid.

Oh my god! Tingzi, can you stop! If you keep talking, my persona will collapse!

Immediately after, Lin Empress Mu Xue twisted her waist and disappeared with hurried steps.

When she moved before, she put some clothes that were about to be eliminated in the guest bedroom closet here, for the convenience of occasionally borrowing a stay here.

There were even a few pieces of underwear among them, which was really convenient now.

Waiting for her figure to disappear.

He Liting ate fruit while secretly sizing up her godfather Tang Song opposite her with watery big eyes.

Hmm, still so handsome and extraordinary!

Really charming!

The two chatted simply about work.

Tang Song also gradually relaxed and finally managed to stand up calmly.

"Tomorrow at the company, I will hold a meeting with your K3 livestream team, let's discuss the IP creation."

He Liting smiled sweetly, "Mm-hmm, thank you, President Tang!"

Tang Song said in a gentle tone, "Hehe, you don't have to use honorifics at home, it's quite awkward."

He Liting was Qian Qian's cousin after all, and could be considered his half-relative, so she kept saying "you" (formal).

In this environment, when alone, it sounded weird.

He Liting whispered excitedly, "Then… can I also call… call you Brother Song?"

"As you wish, either is fine."

"Alright, Brother Song!" He Liting shouted sweetly.

She was 23 years old this year, graduated from junior college for two years, counting it up, she was two years younger than Tang Song.

Following Qian Qian to call him "Brother Song" was absolutely no problem.

Of course, if it were really as casual as Tang Song said.

She actually wanted to call him "Godfather" more, hehe.

"Qian Qian should be done showering, I'm going to the master bedroom." Tang Song pointed to the hallway.

"Wait a moment, Brother Song!"

Tang Song looked at her suspiciously.

He Liting smiled and reached out to pluck two long hairs from his white shirt, "It's nothing!"

"Mm, bye." Waving his hand, Tang Song stepped out of the sofa area.

Watching the other's handsome back disappear, the expression on He Liting's face jolted.

She had just smelled a familiar perfume scent from Tang Song, but it wasn't Qian Qian's.

Recalling it slightly, her mouth opened wider and wider.

Xiao Xue!? It was the one Xiao Xue often used!

Uh, but it could also be that she misunderstood.

They had been inseparable for the past two days, so using each other's perfume was too normal.

Immediately after, He Liting looked at the long hair in her hand.

On the fair back of her hand, the black-brown hair was supple and strong.

Looking at this familiar hair color, He Liting instantly thought of Lin Empress Mu Xue in the living room just now.

This… this… oh no! I've discovered a big secret again!

Damn! They've already hooked up!?

Qian Qian! I told you long ago, you're inviting a wolf into the house!

What to do now!

This Xiao Xue can steal her best friend's man, she's definitely not as highly educated and elegant as she appears!

What if she's some bad woman with ulterior motives!

No way, as a cousin, I, He Yiyi, must help you defend against external enemies!

Fight side by side with you!

……

The bedroom door was pushed open.

In the cozy room, a faint fragrance permeated.

Tang Song closed the door, walked forward a few steps, and saw the beautician changing clothes by the bed at a glance.

She had just put on sports pants and was only wearing underwear on her upper body.

Hearing the movement at the door, Zhao Yaqian hurriedly raised her head, "Brother! I just finished showering."

As she spoke, she stood up from the bed and spun around in front of Tang Song, "This is the sportswear I just bought, does it look good?"

"Mm, very beautiful." Tang Song praised with a smile.

Sparkling eyes, fair and delicate skin, upright chest curves, fluttering wine-red long hair, long legs perfectly wrapped by tight pants…

Zhao Yaqian, standing in front of him, was radiating endless passion and vitality.

Tang Song stepped forward and gently embraced the beautician's tall and graceful body, beginning to wantonly possess her youthful heat.

Zhao Yaqian, leaning on Tang Song, sniffed, a trace of unnaturalness flashed on her face, then quickly returned to normal, responding enthusiastically.

The temperature in the room continued to rise.

The previously dull beautician's tongue became exceptionally smooth, and one could clearly feel her progress.

After a long while.

Tang Song leaned into the beautician's ear, mixed with sweet love words, and whispered his shameless request.

"I'll listen to you, Brother." Zhao Yaqian knelt down excitedly and shyly.

First, she kissed her boyfriend lovingly.

Then she began to recount her love.

"Rustling" sounds rang out in the bedroom.

The beautician friend had truly changed.

She used to be clumsy with words and always didn't know how to express herself well.

Now, although her speech was still a bit stumbling, she appeared exceptionally talented, occasionally popping out a few sweet words.

"Qian Qian." Tang Song's voice trembled slightly.

"What's wrong, Brother?" Zhao Yaqian raised her head and subconsciously licked her lips.

Her pink, tender tongue performed a smooth flip, sweeping across her plump, moist red lips.

Paired with her thick-featured facial features and sexy, hot figure, it gave Tang Song a great visual impact.

The two looked at each other for a long while.

Looking at that familiar face, Tang Song's emotions were stirred inexplicably.

He pinched her cheek and whispered, "Continue."

"Woo-woo—"

The "pitter-patter" sound of rain drifted outside the window.

The light seeping out from the room, through the refraction of the rain, became blurred and dreamy.

"Hoo~" Tang Song's body leaned back slightly, his eyes narrowed.

Scenes since meeting Zhao Yaqian flashed through his mind.

19-year-old Zhao Yaqian, a girlfriend with no reservations, a beautician who belonged only to him.

Tang Song gently stroked the beautician's thick wine-red hair.

Human nature is complex and difficult to summarize simply, such as him at this moment.

The rapid surge in wealth and status, besides bringing huge pleasure and joy, actually also made him feel a trace of fear.

Because this process was too fast, too fast.

Especially this charm 60, which unlocked previously recruited characters and also unlocked the shares of the company founded in the game.

For him, the impact brought was indescribable.

His ambition and desires were expanding, his way of thinking was quietly turning, and his cognition was also gradually changing.

He was afraid that this process of change would kill his past self, thus becoming no longer like him.

Completely turning into the player "Tang Song" in the game.

He didn't know how the game and reality interacted, but what he hoped was that the one meeting and communicating deeply with Secretary Jin in the future would still be "the current him."

In the last few days, he had been using the pleasure of playing ball with the older sister to let himself temporarily ignore these.

Now he needed more anchors, more bonds, to let himself maintain "self."

So after returning from the Imperial Capital, he couldn't wait to run to Yanjing Huating, mainly wanting to see his familiar beautician friend.

She was his first woman, and it could also be said to be his first love in the true sense.

The sound of rain and wind outside the window gradually quieted down.

Yancheng in the hazy rain and mist was somewhat blurred, just like his mood at this moment.

"Swish!" The system light screen unfolded in front of him.

【July 3, 2023, in the bungalow of Yanjing Huating, feeling the presence and love of partner-Zhao Yaqian, thinking about his past and the process of transformation, you have a clearer and deeper understanding of yourself】

【Your state of mind has undergone important growth, you have completed the hidden task "The Background Color of My Life"】

【Your Charm +1, you have obtained the special item "Tang Song's Mask"】

……

Chengjing Business Building.

"Screech—" The sound of braking rang out.

The white Wuling Hongguang S parked in the parking lot outside the building.

Immediately after, a tall and graceful figure walked down from it.

"Qiuqiu! Over here!" Gao Mengting waved at Cheng Qiuqiu standing under the rain canopy.

"Tap-tap-tap—" footsteps approached.

"Senior! You're here." Cheng Qiuqiu approached holding an umbrella.

Gao Mengting smiled and grabbed her arm, "Let's go."

Cheng Qiuqiu turned around and said politely to the man following, "President Li, my friend has come to pick me up, I won't trouble you to send me."

Immediately after, a low male voice rang out: "Alright then, goodbye, drive slowly on the road."

Gao Mengting raised her head and saw that the one following Qiuqiu was a man in his mid-thirties, dressed in a light mature style.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, regular features, side-parted hair.

Wearing a coffee-colored printed shirt, straight-leg pants, and casual shoes, very much in line with the style of a young executive in a design company.

To be honest, looking at his appearance alone, he wasn't greasy at all and was still very charming.

"Mm-hmm, bye President Li."

After waving goodbye, Cheng Qiuqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Gao Mengting raised her eyebrows, "No wonder you took the initiative to let me pick you up today, is he that vice president of your company?"

"Mm, Vice President in charge of the design department, Li Jingzhong." Cheng Qiuqiu sat in the passenger seat, a look of relief appearing on her face.