Chapter 325: Little Jing! You are truly a big pervert!

Saturday, July 29, 2023, heavy rain, 24–27°C.

In the darkness, Tang Song stood up from the bed.

Raindrops hit the glass window, making a "pitter-patter" sound.

Hints of coolness seeped in through the glass, dispelling the stuffiness remaining from the summer day.

Tang Song put on his glasses and looked up at the pitch-black sky.

【Current temperature 24 degrees, north wind 3-4, relative humidity 92%… Affected by the typhoon's residual circulation continuing to move north, in the next few days, Yancheng will continue to welcome heavy rainfall weather…】

It seems today there's no way to go to school to exercise.

Tang Song stretched, and his gaze looked toward the top of the bedroom wardrobe.

The things in this apartment of Jiang Yourong were very complete; although she might not use them, there was a yoga mat, but it was pink.

Tang Song paced to the wardrobe, stood on tiptoe, grabbed the packaging rope of the yoga mat, and pulled it out.

The yoga mat fell down along the momentum.

Immediately following, with a "thud" sound, a black drawstring bag fell down.

Tang Song bent down to pick it up, originally wanting to put it back directly, but the strange touch made him curiously scan it.

An odd expression instantly appeared on his face.

Inside were actually several adult massage products, of different sizes and different power levels.

Didn't expect this elegant and intellectual university female professor to have such a hobby.

However, he could also understand; everyone has physiological needs.

According to the news he got when talking trash while playing ball, this big sister Wen Ruan didn't use these little toys less.

Tang Song, under the aura effect, was equivalent to being in a sage time.

Seeing these toys, he only felt odd for a while, and soon returned to normal.

Throwing Jiang Yourong's little toys back to the top of the cabinet.

Tang Song carried the yoga mat to the living room balcony, put on Bluetooth headphones, and accompanied by the dynamic music, began to be self-disciplined.

Today was the 14th day of the dungeon opening, and there was only one last day left until the end.

Tomorrow at noon, the dungeon would officially end.

In this half-month Scholar God dungeon, his harvest was huge.

The books he brought had all been thoroughly understood.

He constructed a whole set of professional knowledge systems, and his analytical judgment ability and thinking ability were significantly improved.

His English level reached a very high level, listening, speaking, reading, and writing were extremely smooth, and his vocabulary was frighteningly rich.

He even took time to learn Japanese, thinking about when to go to Little Jing's house to help her tutor.

By then, he could let her wear a JK uniform and play a role-playing game.

After-school home tutor guidance.

For the next day or so, he planned to put all his energy into handling company affairs.

The Lanfeng International Hotel he just took over, Huashang Apparel where he served as a director; these two had accumulated a large amount of work.

Besides that, there was the most important Songmei Apparel.

After a week of fermentation, "He Yiyi's" follower count had exceeded 2 million, a famous internet celebrity in name and reality.

This ambitious female streamer had recently maintained a livestream duration of 5 hours every day.

The highest single-day sales exceeded 1.5 million.

Currently, many brands were contacting the company, wanting to cooperate in selling goods, among which there were many big-name apparel brands.

However, Tang Song knew very clearly that these brands only valued the current heat of "He Yiyi," and when the tide receded, it would still depend on the company's hard power.

Product selection, stocking, warehousing, logistics; these were the main factors restricting the development of "He Yiyi" at present.

Tang Song planned to utilize the current "Scholar God" state to make a detailed plan.

……

Qian Lele opened her sleepy eyes, and the bedroom was pitch black.

Turning over, she picked up her phone to check, and quickly sat up from the bed.

It was already 6:00!

Immediately following, she heard the sound of rain "pitter-patter" outside the window.

Turning on the bedroom light, she shuffled toward the window in slippers, and Qian Lele gently pulled open the curtains.

The sky outside seemed to be covered by a huge gray curtain, gloomy, revealing a hint of oppression.

Raindrops like broken-string beads fell one after another, drawing water marks on the glass.

Tomorrow night was Ding Yao's birthday party, and the annoyance that had troubled her for half a month was also about to end.

Gently pulling open the desk drawer, she took out the golden gift box shining inside, and Qian Lele's eyes flickered with uneasiness and joy.

The gift was gold ear studs bought online, in the shape of small sugar cubes, net weight 2.1g, costing her 1,230 yuan.

Counting the 750 yuan little black dress, it just happened to deduct her budget for buying a computer, which also meant her new computer she was thinking about was going to be ruined.

No matter what, she had already tried her best.

In her simple cognition, gold was the most suitable gift.

Both good-looking and could be exchanged for money.

However, she had very little money, and could only bear this price range, so she chose a pair of small ear studs.

Believing Ding Yao would definitely like it very much.

However, thinking about having to come into contact with her rich second-generation friends, her heart became uneasy and nervous again.

Taking a deep breath, Qian Lele carefully put the gift box back into the drawer.

Pulling open the bedroom door, she walked out.

A rhythmic "tap-tap" sound came from the living room, accompanied by somewhat heavy breathing.

Qian Lele walked forward a few steps, bypassed the wall corner, and saw Tang Song who was jumping rope vigorously on the balcony.

Outside the window was a hazy and blurry rain scene.

The light fell on him, outlining a tall and profound silhouette.

The sportswear danced with his movements, revealing the solid and bulging muscle contours inside.

Broad shoulders, tight waist, and smooth leg lines.

His body was full of thick hormonal aura.

Qian Lele watched for a good while, feeling her accelerated heartbeat, only then did she blushingly shift her gaze away.

In her heart, she actually admired Tang Song very much.

In the ten-plus days here, he insisted on exercising every morning and evening, his diet and routine were extremely regular, and the rest of the time was mostly used for studying, never having a trace of slack.

His knowledge was very profound, and if she had any confusion, as long as she asked, he could always give a definitive answer.

It could be said that Tang Song was the most hardworking, positive, and persistent person she had met in so many years.

His body was full of endless vitality and passion, deeply infecting her.

Life was indeed very difficult, and there were all kinds of troubles, but everything was possible in the future, full of hope.

"Brother Song, morning." Qian Lele revealed a bright smile on her face and waved gently.

Tang Song's movements paused, "Morning Lele, the rain is so heavy today, do you still have to go to the coffee shop to work?"

"Hmm, have to." Qian Lele nodded, "Last night, baker Sister Zhao said she was feeling unwell and wanted to take leave today, so I must go."

In fact, she knew that Sister Zhao was a shrewd person, definitely knowing it would rain heavily today, so she would say that.

However, she lived in a location that was close, so it was also appropriate.

The two stood on the balcony, chatting about daily life amidst the sound of rain, and Qian Lele hummed a song and walked toward the kitchen, starting to prepare breakfast.

Ever since she knew Tang Song ate steamed buns with spicy strips, she took the initiative to take on the production of breakfast and dinner.

The materials were mainly near-expiry bread and cakes brought back from the coffee shop, as well as clearance fruits and vegetables bought from the supermarket.

She had been very sensible since she was a child, often helping her parents clean and cook.

It was also because of these experiences that she had a certain foundation in pastry skills, so she could be competent for the part-time baker job.

A delicious and healthy breakfast ended.

Qian Lele cleaned the kitchen, simply washed up, sat in front of the mirror to comb her hair, hesitated for a moment, took out the lipstick again, and applied it clumsily.

After admiring herself in the mirror for a while, only then did she walk out with a red face.

Picking up her umbrella, Qian Lele knocked on the door of the master bedroom and said softly, "Brother Song, I'm going to work, bye."

Just about to turn and leave.

The door of the master bedroom was suddenly opened, and Tang Song walked out.

Pointing to the pitch-black sky outside and the "pitter-patter" heavy rain, he smiled gently, "The weather outside is very bad, and it's not very safe on the road, I'll see you off."

Just now he had used "Special Vision" to look at the weather outside.

Typhoon circulation passing through, the maximum hourly rainfall exceeded 70 millimeters, and road water accumulation was serious.

Qian Lele braving the heavy rain to go to work should be quite difficult.

Hearing Tang Song's words, Qian Lele gripped the umbrella tightly, her heart somewhat chaotic.

She knew Tang Song's routine; at this time, he was already immersed in studying and unable to extricate himself, didn't expect him to still be worrying about her.

"That, it's okay Brother Song, I can do it, I've encountered it before…"

"Let's go Lele." Tang Song interrupted her with a laugh, walked directly to the porch, took a large black umbrella from the hook, and opened the door casually.

Qian Lele pursed her lips and followed quickly with her head lowered.

The elevator went down slowly, and soft light spilled down.

Looking at Tang Song's tall and straight profile, Qian Lele's face turned red.

Then she said in a crisp voice, "Thank you Brother Song, sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome." Tang Song turned his head slightly and revealed a handsome smile at her.

…

The sky was pressed extremely low by thick dark clouds, and large raindrops kept falling.

The entire world seemed to be shrouded in a rain curtain, the distant high-rise buildings were looming, as if they were distant views in an ink painting.

In her ears was the "pitter-patter" sound of rain.

The ground was covered by accumulated rainwater, making walking exceptionally slow.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder, stepping deep and shallow through the heavy rain.

Walking out of the community gate.

Qian Lele looked at the street outside that had turned into a river, just about to open her mouth to let Tang Song go back.

A black car suddenly drove past from the side, splashing a piece of white water mist, rushing toward the two.

Qian Lele subconsciously protected the umbrella in front of her, immediately following, she felt her waist gripped by a warm, large hand, and her entire person was moved back a long distance, just avoiding the water mist.

Qian Lele raised her head and saw Tang Song standing behind her.

His hair had been soaked by the rain, but it was still neatly resting on his forehead, his deep eyes under his sword-like eyebrows revealing steadiness and indifference.

His arm muscles were slightly tense, trying hard to hold the umbrella steady.

Immediately following, the warmth on her waist left.

Tang Song asked with concern, "Are you okay Lele?"

"No… I'm fine." Qian Lele lowered her head in chaos, "Thank you Brother Song."

"Come with me." Tang Song smiled and patted her shoulder stained with rainwater, pointing to a position on the side of the road.

Qian Lele pinched her clothes stained with rainwater and followed with a red face.

The two had just stood on the side of the road.

An Audi A4L with double flashes on approached slowly and stopped steadily.

Tang Song opened the back door directly, "Get in the car, it's more than a kilometer from here to Weiguang Coffee Shop, if you walk over, it's estimated you'll be soaked through."

Qian Lele was stunned, wanting to say something, but still lowered her head.

Gently said an "hmm."

Tang Song laughed and pulled her arm, holding his own umbrella high, blocking the rain above the two.

Qian Lele hurriedly closed her own umbrella, looked at Tang Song's handsome face, pursed her lips and said a "thank you," then hurriedly drilled into the back seat of the car.

"Bye-bye."

"Bye-bye."

"Bang!" The car door was closed gently.

"Hello, Didi special car at your service, please fasten your seat belt." The driver in formal attire in the front row reminded with a smile.

The car started slowly.

Qian Lele, who had obediently fastened her seat belt, hurriedly turned to the side, sticking her head to the car window, looking blankly at the figure that was moving away.

He stood quietly in the rain curtain, watching the car leave.

Qian Lele took a deep breath, her heart suddenly becoming a mess, not knowing what she was thinking about herself.

……

Yanjing Huating, large open-plan apartment.

"I'm finished eating!" Tian Jing put down her chopsticks and got up to return to her room.

Father Tian Chengye hurriedly shouted, "Jingjing, wait a moment! I have something to tell you."

Tian Jing rolled her eyes helplessly and had to sit back down, "Dad, don't tell me it's company business again?"

She was very clever, and could see his intention from her father's expression.

Tian Chengye coughed lightly, "Jingjing, I arranged for you to be the compensation supervisor of Jinxiu Trading, you should know what it means, right?"

"Know, fully understand every department and position of the enterprise, exercise communication and coordination ability, cultivate leadership ability, accumulate connections, understand internal interest conflicts…"

Tian Jing, who had a good memory, finished her father's words in one breath, directly blocking his words.

Tian Chengye's eyelids twitched, and he said solemnly, "Jinxiu Trading is currently undergoing shareholding reform, and its future development will be better and better, with a high probability of going public. I hope you can have the opportunity to enter the decision-making layer in the future, and I also have a certain ability to pave the way for you, but the premise is that you perform well enough."

"You go to the company and ask around, which colleague doesn't give a thumbs up when they hear my name, Little Jing!"

Tian Chengye shook his head, "You are too salty now, I hope you put more time into work, participate in some high-level meetings, activities, gatherings, and show a vigorous spirit.

After a while, the Smile Holdings headquarters will draw some excellent young employees from various holding companies to go to the Imperial Capital for training and classes.

Jinxiu Trading also got a few quotas, I'll fight for one for you."

He held 7.5% of the equity, which could no longer be considered a small shareholder.

And as a company supervisor, his relationship with the board members was also quite good.

"Hey hey hey, Old Tian comrade, we agreed in advance, you can't force me to do things I don't like!" Tian Jing widened her eyes and pouted.

Her father's so-called meetings and activities were boring and annoying, simply torture, and she truly didn't want to go.

Not to mention having to run to the Imperial Capital.

Tian Chengye looked at his daughter and suddenly smiled, "This employee training has a chance to see Jin Dongshi of Smile Holdings, are you really not considering it?"

"Ah?" Tian Jing blinked her watery big eyes, excited, "Nani!? Jin Dongshi?"

"Hmm."

"This… then I… will consider it."

Tian Jing said, and returned to the bedroom absent-mindedly, her heart beginning to struggle.

She was a senior two-dimensional fan, and had always been very worshipful and curious about Jin Meixiao, who was as illusory as an anime heroine.

Impeccable figure and appearance, exceptionally low-key in behavior.

Praised by the media as the most successful female entrepreneur today.

In Little Jing's concept, she basically analogized the other party to "Empress Boa Hancock."

Really wanted to see this "Empress" in the business field with her own eyes.

Ask for an autograph photo, ask if she had any superpowers, and if she would suddenly erupt with "Haoshoku Haki."

But if she went to the Imperial Capital, she didn't know how long she would have to train.

It must be particularly boring, and by then, wanting to meet Tang Song would require taking the high-speed rail, too inconvenient.

Lying on the bed struggling for a while, Tian Jing still didn't make up her mind.

Rubbing her hair, she picked up her phone and brushed some short videos.

Then she clicked on WeChat, wanting to discuss with her best friend.

Just happened to see lawyer big shot Qingqing bragging in the "Two-Dimensional Beauty" group.

Clicking to take a look, Tian Jing's eyes instantly sparkled.

Good guy, Qingqing started slapping faces again, this time it was the male lead's green tea female colleague, and… the perverted yandere rich beauty?

(⊙o⊙)…

Seeing that persona, combined with the previous story plot, Tian Jing blinked her big eyes.

Fair skin, C-cup, pervert, rich second generation…

She suddenly realized that what Qingqing said here was very likely herself.

Qingqing worked in a short drama company, could it be that she wrote these into a script?

Wow! I actually entered the two-dimensional world!

"Hahaha—"

In the spacious bedroom, silver bell-like laughter rang out.

After brushing the chat in the group, Tian Jing carried a cunning smile on her face and clicked on Qingqing's chat box.

Excitedly left a message: "Qingqing, Qingqing big shot! I have an urgent matter to consult you!"

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

【Qingqing: "Little Jing, tell me, I'm here."】

Tian Jing turned over and typed rapidly: "I suddenly discovered a big secret, my boyfriend doesn't only have one girlfriend!"

【Qingqing: "Ah? So he's a big scumbag? Are you asking me what to do? My suggestion is, break up directly!"】

Tian Jing laughed lowly and replied: "No, I mean, if I play with his other girlfriends, will he become perverted?"

Qingqing was instantly silent, not replying for a long time.

Tian Jing typed "ba ba ba": "I thought about it, when the time comes, I'll bring a small whip, pretend to quarrel with his other girlfriend, and let him hold the small whip to lash us both."

Little Jing: "We can also accompany our boyfriend to drive to the outdoors to play, my best friend has a resort at home, and we'll just book it, in various venues, wear cosplay costumes and play role-playing."

The more she said, the more excited she became, completely turning into "we," various plots in H-comics came easily, as if she wanted to take Qingqing to play together.

Directly burning the CPU of Qingqing opposite, completely falling into silence, and not even sending messages in the group.

…

Little Jing: "We can also go to Japan to travel together, by then wear kimonos, let our boyfriend dress up as a bad guy, play bondage games, just like what's acted in anime, his hands are so nimble, it must be very interesting, what do you think?"

Little Jing: Kimono photo. jpg

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

【Qingqing: "Little Jing, aren't you going too far! Your thoughts are very dangerous!"】

Little Jing: "Qingqing big shot don't be angry, I just have some small hobbies, we are all two-dimensional, you should be able to understand, I hope we can communicate honestly."

【Qingqing: "Better not let your imagination run wild, even if you have this idea, your boyfriend's other girlfriend won't agree."】

【Qingqing: "Sorry Little Jing, I temporarily took a case to handle, talk later, bye-bye."】

"Pfft—, hahahaha~"

Seeing this message, Little Jing laughed out loud, rolling on the bed happily.

Qingqing, you are truly too interesting.

Obviously, it was you who shaped me into a yandere pervert in the group, hehe!

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier.

After being excited for a while, Little Jing gradually calmed down.

Picking up the iPad on the bedside, clicking on a color comic APP, she watched with great interest.

Thinking about what other perverted ways to play there were.

It was a pity that Tang Song was currently in closed-door cultivation, otherwise she could probe his tone to see what kind of style he liked.

Before, she felt Tang Song was a gentle and considerate big boy; after all, when he was in the company before, the impression he gave was steady and introverted.

Ever since she guessed the relationship between Xu Qing and him, her train of thought was opened.

Various bold ideas kept popping up in her brain.

……

Beicheng Garden Community.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

"Damn! Damn evil girl Little Jing!"

"Still want to put on a tail and play as a small animal? How can you be so perverted!"

Xu Qing grabbed her hair forcefully, her face red and hot.

Especially since she kept saying "we," "we," and Tang Song had truly kissed her.

The sense of substitution was truly too strong.

If Little Jing found out about this in the future, would she really play for real?

Thinking of this, Xu Qing shuddered violently.

Although she had written many fan-fiction plots and sent them to the group, they were all very pure and beautiful intimacy.

The main point was beauty.

But the scenes described by Little Jing were simply mudslides.

"No no, I'm not Tang Song's girlfriend, why am I nervous!"

Muttering to herself, Xu Qing's heart, however, couldn't calm down no matter what.

Originally, after eating a delicious breakfast, she was excited and ready to start typing, and by the way, share the plot to the group to get inspiration.

As a result, Little Jing interrupted like this, and her brain was full of messy scenes, unable to write at all.

Staring blankly for a while, Xu Qing's face became redder and redder.

Tidying up her scattered hair, putting on headphones, listening to music while starting to write fan-fiction.

Actually… occasionally letting the male and female leads play some little fun is also okay.

Of course, definitely can't bring the yandere Bai Jing!

While writing, Xu Qing's body became hotter and hotter, couldn't help but rub her legs gently.

Just at this time.

"Ding dong" sounded, and a message popped up.

【Little Jing: "Qingqing big shot, I thought about it, if my boyfriend's other girlfriend doesn't agree to play together, I'll call my best friend, what do you think?"】

"Ah ah ah ah!" Xu Qing grabbed her head forcefully, her whole person was numb!

Little Jing! You are truly a big pervert! ===== CHAPTER 326 =====

Xiao Jing! You really are a huge pervert!