Chapter 310: Pure-Hearted College Girl

【English Learning Efficiency +100%】: Comprehensively doubles efficiency in memory, understanding, and perception of English, rapidly improving English language proficiency.

【Porsche 911】: 3.0T 450 horsepower, 2-door 4-seater hardtop sports car, 0-100km/h acceleration in 3.6 seconds, equipped with Burmester sound system, matrix beam headlights, driver assistance...

【Note: Order information has been generated. Please have Lin Mu contact the Yancheng Porsche Center for pickup.】

Looking at the two rewards opened from the 【Emotional Gift Pack】, Tang Song smiled and looked down at Little Xue in his arms.

The Porsche 911 had appeared many times in the bullet comments during 【Lin Mu's Whispers】.

At the time, when she received the bank card, her most impulsive thought was to buy a garden house and then a Porsche 911.

It was evident how much she longed for this car.

As for the English learning efficiency, it was likely because, being in a large foreign enterprise environment, this language barrier was crucial for her to establish herself in the company and integrate into colleagues' social circles.

It seemed the gifts from this pack were all things she currently desired most urgently.

In fact, what truly made Tang Song curious was that the system could actually add buffs to Lin Mu.

Up until now, all the special items, attributes, and buffs he had opened, apart from himself, could only be obtained by 【Partners】 and 【Characters】.

It seemed 【Whispers of Human Nature】 was even more formidable than he had imagined.

"Huff, huff—"

Lin Mu raised her head, leaning against his chest, panting heavily.

Her face was flushed and burning, her eyes brimming with tears.

Clearly, the intense physical collision just now, along with the massive consumption of moisture, was more than she could bear.

Tang Song lowered his head and kissed her fair face.

A pleasant fragrance, soft cheeks, still carrying the faint scent of sweat.

His hands, holding the slippery truth, moved slowly downward.

It had to be said, Little Xue's figure was excellent; thin where it should be thin, and plump where it should be plump.

Beneath her exquisite collarbones, her rising chest presented a full, rounded aesthetic.

Her body curves were fluid, her slender waist could be spanned by a single grasp, and her waist was particularly sensitive.

A light touch of his fingers felt like plucking a delicate string, and Little Xue immediately let out a melodious moan.

"Thirsty~" Lin Mu moaned, licked her dry lips, and struggled to sit up, wanting to get water.

Tang Song pinched her slender waist and said softly, "I'll get it for you."

After saying this, he placed her on the sofa and took a bottle of mineral water from the bar.

With a "click," he twisted off the cap.

Tang Song sat back beside her and brought the mineral water to her lips, "Open up."

Watching Tang Song's gentle movements, Lin Mu's eyes instantly curved into two crescents.

"Gulp, gulp—"

Soon, more than half the bottle of water slid down her throat.

As the bottle moved away, wisps of water slid from the corners of her mouth, falling onto her long, beautiful legs pressed together.

Under the reflection of the water droplets and the lights.

Her skin was as delicate as porcelain, glowing with a faint luster.

Her ankles were slender, her insteps arched, forming an elegant curve, full of indescribable attraction.

Tang Song couldn't help but reach out to wipe the water for her, his long, flexible fingers making Little Xue sway gently.

"I can't... I really can't anymore..." Little Xue raised her head, looking at him with both fear and infatuation, "Tang Song, you are so amazing."

Today, she had truly learned something new.

Tang Song's tongue and hands were simply incredible!

The key was that his movements were especially gentle, as if treating a lover.

The pre-game warm-up alone lasted for over half an hour.

Having never enjoyed such treatment before, Little Xue was completely melted, with no power to resist in front of Tang Song.

On the sofa, on the floor mat, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she was violently "triple-killed" by Tang Song.

Hung up and beaten, ending in a total rout.

Moving his hand away from Little Xue's legs, Tang Song raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

In fact, his endurance was now considered very outstanding.

However, because he had many girlfriends, and the older sisters were formidable enough, it was the only reason he felt a bit overwhelmed.

Going one-on-one with Little Xue was truly a piece of cake.

The key was that she was especially obedient; while maintaining her persona, she was willing to try any posture or trash talk.

It gave him a great sense of achievement.

"Let's go, Little Xue, I'll carry you to take a bath."

"Thank you, Tang Song." Lin Mu rose slightly and kissed the corner of his mouth, feeling an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

After soaking in the large bathtub with Tang Song and resting in bed for over half an hour.

Lin Mu finally recovered.

However, due to the heavy physical exertion, she didn't even have time to experience the luxury of the presidential suite; she just ate some fruit and curled up under the quilt to sleep.

Watching Little Xue sleeping soundly, Tang Song shook his head with a light laugh.

To say he didn't like Lin Mu in his heart would be impossible.

After all, he had admired her appearance since their first meeting, and they had already done it several times; she could be considered his woman.

However, he knew Lin Mu's personality very well; satisfying her desires too easily would make her constantly inflate.

For her, that was not a good thing.

Of course, there was another important reason: she was a rare "experience baby."

She could trigger tasks from time to time and help him improve his emotional intelligence.

Turning off the main bedroom light, Tang Song got up and walked out.

He went to the executive office and opened the computer.

First, he processed the emails and applications accumulated today, then chatted with a few other "wings."

He opened the system interface.

He checked the details of the title 【The Popular Me】.

【Current Cash Reward: 3,860,900 Yuan (Total: 27,873,000 Yuan)】

Xiaohongshu follower count: 26,275.

Douyin follower count: 238,500.

The 100-day "Listen to Advice" transformation notes posted on Xiaohongshu went viral, bringing him over 6,400 followers.

The cycling videos on Douyin also attracted a large batch of new attention.

In 3 days, it brought him 3.86 million Yuan in revenue.

Originally, Tang Song should have been very satisfied and excited.

But once he thought about how he had gained nearly 10 million just by "playing ball" with Little Xue, he couldn't get excited at all.

Laughing softly, Tang Song got up and walked out of the study.

He sat on the massage chair in the living room, facing the city night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

While drinking cold beer, he pondered the arrangements for the Lanfeng International Hotel.

July 13, 2023, Thursday, cloudy, 24~35°C.

When Lin Mu woke up from her sleep, it was already 7 o'clock.

In the constant-temperature and constant-humidity bedroom, Tang Song's figure was already gone.

Checking her phone, there were no messages from Tang Song.

Lin Mu felt slightly down, but quickly adjusted her mood.

Her gaze swept around.

The gorgeous and spacious main bedroom, with exquisite and luxurious details everywhere.

It was truly something she liked to the bone.

She got up and went to the bathroom.

A whole row of branded high-end toiletries, unique marble patterns, exquisite decorations, high-end bathroom fixtures.

Being in the midst of it, Lin Mu couldn't help but pick up her phone and start taking photos, "click, click, click."

After washing up thoroughly, she put on beautiful makeup.

She took a pair of disposable underwear from the cabinet and put it on, then started putting on her skirt.

There was no help for it; yesterday was a "flood," and she was too tired, so she hadn't washed before sleeping. She would just change into new clothes when she got home later; anyway, she lived nearby.

Walking out of the bedroom, Lin Mu started wandering around this 700-plus square meter, extremely luxurious presidential suite.

"Click, click—" the sound of photos being taken rang out from time to time.

Although her consciousness and cognition had improved significantly, essentially, she was still the same her.

Tang Song had already left, and she was the only one in the whole room.

Coupled with the multiple times she had "let herself go" last night, Lin Mu felt refreshed, and inevitably, her true colors began to show.

Comfortably leaning on the massage chair in the living room, Lin Mu posted the short videos of the presidential suite she had filmed to Xiaohongshu and Douyin respectively.

In the video, her tone was light and breezy, full of relaxation and calmness, as if she were just out for a daily outing.

Next, she opened WeChat.

After hesitating for a long while, she gave up on posting to her Moments.

Returning to the chat interface.

A blocked chat group entered her sight, and Lin Mu's eyes flickered slightly.

【High-End Luxury Exchange Group】

This was the group chat she used to frequent most often, discussing the latest luxury goods, luxury cars, and mansions with them.

However, ever since she finished dealing with that batch of luxury goods, she had blocked it directly.

Clicking on the group chat again, she scrolled through it casually.

【Xiaozhu: "Just discovered a newly opened shop in Hangcheng, the environment is super 'Ins' style, definitely great for photos!"】

【Yaoyao: "Successfully hit on a 'tall, rich, and handsome' guy at a bar yesterday. Are there any sisters who know their stuff? Help me check if his clothes and watch are fake."】

【Yaoyao: Photo. jpg】

【Dream Bubble: "@Yaoyao, high-end replica watches are too precise now, it's hard to tell from a photo, but the clothes should be the LV Monogram summer new series, and the belt is the INITIALES reversible belt."】

Clicking on the photo and glancing at it, Lin Mu couldn't help but reply: "The clothes are fake, the button style is wrong, and the belt doesn't look real either."

As a senior luxury goods researcher, coupled with the experience of being slapped in the face many times.

Lin Mu had put a lot of effort into this area and had trained a pair of "fiery eyes."

With her appearance, the group instantly became lively.

【"Little Xue, you've rarely shown up since you got a boyfriend. What's the situation lately?"】

【"Did you break up with that boyfriend who drove a Bentley?"】

【"@Little Xue, you showed off so many things before, why did they all disappear later? Did you sell them after breaking up? Or were they taken back?"】

【"Don't say that, Little Xue is very concerned about face! (#Covering mouth and laughing)"】

Looking at the messages in the group.

Lin Mu pursed her red lips, her eyes flickering.

She replied: "Thanks for your concern, I'm doing very well now, and my relationship with my boyfriend is stable. The reason I haven't shown up is mainly because I'm afraid of stimulating you all (#Smile)."

Then, Lin Mu sent over the video she filmed in the morning.

The luxurious presidential suite, and Lin Mu's figure appearing in the mirror from time to time, the Goyard, Hermès Birkin, Chanel dress.

It made the group quiet for a brief moment.

Then came the overwhelming @ messages.

Lin Mu raised the corners of her mouth and left a message: "Not talking anymore, work has been busy lately, I have to go to the company for a meeting later. With a million-dollar annual salary, the pressure is indeed high. Bye."

After sending the message, Lin Mu felt as if she had eaten an ice lolly in midsummer, feeling refreshed from head to toe.

Although she felt her style of "showing off" to them was a bit low-class, it just made her thoughts clear.

After venting the joy in her heart.

Lin Mu kicked off her slippers and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Sunlight spilled through the thick clouds, casting mottled light and shadows.

She bathed in the light, thinking of the beautiful times ahead, and opened her arms.

Using a cold, aloof voice, she whispered: "Tang Song, one day, I, Empress Lin Mu, will press your face under me! Hmph, hmph!"

Seemingly thinking of some beautiful scene.

Lin Mu let out a joyful laugh.

Humming a song, she turned around, her sexy body swaying gently to some rhythm.

Immediately after, the expression on her face instantly froze.

Looking at Tang Song leaning against the door frame, she said blankly: "Tang Song... you didn't leave? When did you come over... I..."

It's over! Her persona seemed to be collapsing!

Tang Song looked at Little Xue's lower body with a strange expression, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"I went to the gym to work out this morning. Let's go, I ordered breakfast for two."

After saying this, Tang Song turned and left directly.

Lin Mu stood frozen in place, her mind in turmoil, her face flushed red as blood.

After a long while, she took difficult steps to the restaurant.

First, she observed for a while, and seeing that Tang Song really didn't have any abnormal reactions, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Forget it, forget it!

The most embarrassing "drawing maps" had already been seen by him with his own eyes several times.

And what trash talk hadn't she said in bed? Just let it be!

After comforting herself for a while, Lin Mu sat down opposite him in embarrassment.

From time to time, she secretly glanced at Tang Song's expression; the exquisite and delicious breakfast on the table couldn't pique her interest at all.

"By the way, Little Xue." Tang Song asked suddenly while eating a small steamed bun, "You don't have a car right now, right?"

Lin Mu's eye corners twitched, and she nodded gently: "That's right, I don't."

If someone else asked, she would definitely answer that she had been in a car accident before and now had a shadow about driving.

But facing Tang Song, she really didn't want to, and didn't dare to, lie.

"I ordered a Porsche 911 for you at the Yancheng Porsche Center. You can contact the salesperson yourself. The order was just placed, the money has already been paid, and picking up the car might be a bit slow."

"Clatter~" The chopsticks in Lin Mu's hand dropped, her eyes wide as saucers.

Looking at the calm Tang Song, her lips trembled as she said: "You... you gave... gave it to me? A Porsche 911?"

Her voice carried uncontrollable fluctuations, her eyes full of disbelief, as well as ecstasy.

Tang Song looked into her eyes and nodded gently: "Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Lin Mu nodded vigorously, then added: "This is the car I like most, but... I received such a valuable gift from you, is it..."

Tang Song smiled and said: "You've been performing very well lately, keep it up."

"Thank you, thank you, Tang Song." Lin Mu stood up excitedly, her legs pressed tightly together.

She was so agitated that she couldn't sit still.

On social media, what she often posted was a red Porsche 718.

She often went to a car dealership with several "fake socialites" in Yancheng to rent a car for photos, and it was the same one every time.

In her fictional persona, this was the car she drove most often.

Last time, her high school classmate He Xiaohui came to open a blind box and suggested wanting to sit in her 718.

And this was a Porsche 911!

The lowest trim cost over 1 million!

Ultimate elegance, the pinnacle product of the 21st-century "Black Horse Golden Shield," half a century of heritage, a classic work, the dream car of countless people!

It was also her dream car!

That "white, rich, and beautiful" woman who once humiliated her drove a Porsche 911.

To this day, she still remembered the other party's look of contempt, and she also remembered her own humiliation and inferiority at the time.

For her, it was simply a dream come true! Countless fantasies!

And this was given to her by Tang Song!

She bit the tip of her tongue hard; the intense pain told her this really wasn't a dream.

Now living in a high-end apartment at Lanfeng International, having a job with a million-dollar annual salary, interacting with social elites, plus this Porsche 911 as a status symbol.

Then she... then she was truly a dream come true, living as the person in her own persona!

Moreover, owning a luxury car of her own was definitely not just superficial vanity.

She could expand her social circle more confidently and calmly, demonstrate her status and strength, and improve her own style...

She wouldn't need to find various excuses to cover up her "weakness" anymore.

With a thousand thoughts in her mind, Lin Mu looked at Tang Song with eyes as gentle as water, yet burning and impulsive.

"Eat first, Little Xue." Tang Song pointed to the dining table.

"Okay." Lin Mu suddenly bent down and squatted.

Soon, Tang Song felt a pair of hands grip his thighs.

Lowering his head, he happened to meet the eyes of Little Xue under the dining table.

Lin Mu's exquisite and three-dimensional face was flushed with excitement, "Tang Song, then I'll eat first."

Tang Song's heart skipped a beat, understanding what she meant.

His times with Lin Mu were all "one-night stand" in nature, and Little Xue was also trying hard to maintain her persona.

They really hadn't done it like this before.

"Zi—" the zipper was opened.

Little Xue started eating breakfast with some difficulty and awkwardness.

In the end, under the shock of the Porsche 911, it was Tang Song who pressed Empress Lin Mu's face under him.

9 o'clock in the morning.

Weiguang Coffee (Chenxing Building Branch).

The black Maybach stopped steadily in the parking area.

The driver stepped out quickly and gently opened the rear door.

Immediately after, Zhao Yaqian, wearing a two-tone fashionable dress, stepped out.

She whispered a "thank you" and walked toward the coffee shop.

It was just the start of work time, and this was a densely populated office building.

With her height, long legs, and bright features, Zhao Yaqian instantly attracted one gaze after another.

Especially with the blessing of the luxury car and fashion, she appeared exceptionally elegant and noble, causing many boys to stop and watch.

She walked through the crowd just like that, calm and composed.

Money is indeed something that can nourish a person.

After achieving financial freedom, the beautician had unknowingly transformed into a person with gorgeous feathers.

Walking into the bright and warm coffee shop.

Zhao Yaqian walked quickly to a window seat and smiled: "Sorry, Mengchu, I'm late. I spent too long looking at those light medical aesthetics materials yesterday, I was dizzy and got up late."

"It's okay, Qian Qian." Zhang Mengchu urged kindly: "You still need to pay attention to rest; your health is the most important. I know all these things; call me anytime if there's anything you don't understand."

"Mm-hmm, thank you, Mengchu!"

Zhang Mengchu had just finished leading a batch of students and was now on vacation.

In the past few days, besides helping Zhao Yaqian tutor her on light medical aesthetics knowledge, she had been field-tripping to several beauty salons with her.

Calling it a field trip, it was actually experiencing the services.

In this process, she deeply felt the changes that had taken place in Zhao Yaqian.

She saw her strength.

And it strengthened her determination to "hang out" with her.

Once Zhao Yaqian became a shareholder of a large chain beauty salon, she would definitely need someone to keep an eye on things for her in the company.

Without a doubt, she was her best choice.

The two drank coffee and chatted for a while.

A pleasant female voice rang out: "Good morning, these are the cake embryo scraps just cut off, still hot, for you to eat."

Zhao Yaqian raised her head and saw Qian Lele, wearing a work uniform and without any makeup, and smiled: "Thanks, you don't have class today?"

"Summer vacation is coming soon, there's no class now. No need to thank me; that lipstick you gave me last time, I didn't expect it to be so expensive, thank you." Qian Lele's expression was a bit awkward.

After all, they were girls of the same age.

Looking at Zhao Yaqian's exquisite makeup, fashionable outfit, and delicate skin, then looking at herself.

She inevitably felt a bit inferior in her heart.

The three chatted briefly.

Zhao Yaqian looked at the dark circles under Qian Lele's eyes, thought for a moment, opened her LV Carryall, took out eye cream, and handed it over.

"Lele, your dark circles are a bit serious, this works very well, try using it."

"No, no!" Qian Lele waved her hands quickly, lowered her head and said: "I just haven't rested well lately, it will go away soon."

Looking at Qian Lele's expression, Zhang Mengchu said softly: "Qian Qian, that one is too expensive, how could she be embarrassed to accept it."

As she spoke, she opened her bag, took out a tube of eye cream, and smiled: "We both work in the beauty industry, we can get a bunch of free samples every time, more than we can use. You take it and use it, just consider it helping me share the burden."

This was the truth; in her industry, these skincare products were the least lacking, and she often gave them away.

Hearing that it was a free sample, Qian Lele's eyes brightened, she reached out cautiously to take it, and said sincerely: "Thank you, then I won't disturb you anymore."

"Bye." "Bye."

Qian Lele turned around, gripped the eye cream in her hand tightly, and walked toward the workstation.

Facing her, she saw two figures walking in.

Qian Lele habitually leaned to the side.

When she saw who it was, she quickly said: "Xie Zong! Teacher Jiang!"

"Good morning." Xie Shu Yu smiled and nodded, her bright gaze sweeping across the coffee shop.

Teacher Jiang gently rubbed her hair, "Lele, how is the part-time job here?"

"Pretty good, everything is very good."

The three chatted briefly.

Teacher Jiang pulled her to the side, looked at her tired face, and said softly: "I know a little bit about what happened in your dormitory. The data deletion, it was Duan Fang who did it, right?"

Qian Lele pursed her full lips, "I'm not sure either, after all, I didn't see it with my own eyes."

Such a big thing happened in the backend, she naturally had to tell Xie Zong; after all, this matter was arranged by her, and it was also counted as part-time pay.

Correspondingly, this Teacher Jiang who introduced her here for the part-time job must also know.

Teacher Jiang shook her head: "You, you are just too kind. Looking at your state now, it must be very uncomfortable staying in the dormitory, right?"

"It was me who didn't handle it well." A dejected look appeared on Qian Lele's face, and she lowered her head gently.

Duan Fang was the classmate and roommate who went to sign the contract with her at the time.

Because she was rash and unpunctual, she was fired by the coffee shop.

Later, seeing that she had received part-time pay for backend maintenance in addition to baking, was valued by Xie Zong, and could work full-time during the summer vacation.

She was very unhappy in her heart and would squeeze her out from time to time.

Qian Lele's daily life, besides studying, was working; coupled with some inferiority, her relationship with her roommates was very ordinary.

Under Duan Fang's influence, the others in the dormitory were intentionally squeezing her out.

As a girl with a relatively sensitive heart, Qian Lele had indeed been having a very hard time lately, and she hadn't been resting well at night.

"Let's not talk about this, I came here just to help you solve the problem." Teacher Jiang nudged her friend with her shoulder and smiled: "Xie Shu Yu, give Lele a half-day off at the coffee shop."

"Lele, you move to that apartment of mine in the teacher's apartment complex first. When the junior year starts, I'll coordinate and change your dormitory. That bunch of people in your dormitory really doesn't match your personality."

"Teacher Jiang, really no need." Qian Lele quickly grabbed her arm.

Causing trouble for others because of her own affairs was the thing she least wanted to see.

The teacher's apartment complex of Yancheng Normal University was located outside the South Gate and was a quite high-end residential area.

As an associate professor, Jiang Yourong was allocated a two-bedroom apartment there.

Qian Lele had been there to help tidy up things before and had a very deep impression of that place.

"Alright, the matter is happily decided like this! I came over just to tell you. Living off-campus, the summer vacation time is freer; didn't you often set up a street stall before? Besides the work at the coffee shop, you can resume your old business at night when the time comes."

Xie Shu Yu gently patted Qian Lele's shoulder and smiled: "Your Teacher Jiang is very concerned about you, don't let down her good intentions."

That she was willing to let someone manage the backend of the student management mini-program was naturally not a decision made on a whim.

Ultimately, it was because of Jiang Yourong.

Qian Lele was silent for a long while, tears flickering in her eyes, "Thank you, Teacher Jiang, thank you, Xie Zong."

At the window seat.

Zhao Yaqian blinked her big eyes, looking curiously at the 3 people not far away.

She vaguely heard some of their chat content.

It seemed Qian Lele had encountered some difficulties at school.

Teacher Jiang was worthy of being a university teacher; her temperament was really good, her figure was plump, and she had a kind of mature beauty that had been baptized by time.

That Xie Zong should be the owner of the coffee shop; her skin was especially white, tall, thin, and sexy, elegant and fashionable, really beautiful.

Standing together with this pure-hearted college girl, Lele, it formed a strong contrast. **CHAPTER 311**