Chapter 329: Transform! Qian Lele!

Yisha Beauty Salon.

Tang Zong sat lazily in the black leather barber chair.

The stylist leaned in slightly, first helping him carefully trim his eyebrows.

Then, picking up the scissors, her fingers moved like nimble butterfly wings, weaving through his hair.

"Click-click-click—" The sound of the scissors snapping shut rang in his ears, crisp and rhythmic.

The electric clippers drew clean lines.

The outline of the hairstyle gradually emerged.

After another while, the stylist in her 30s said softly: "Mr. Tang, the styling is done. Please take a look and see if there's anything that needs adjustment."

Tang Zong opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curling into a satisfied smile.

After the optimization by the system item, his new hair quality reached an excellent level—dark, supple, and highly lustrous.

Even without using hair wax to set it, it looked fluffy and natural, with rich layers and no mess.

As a professional large-scale beauty institution, the level of Yisha Beauty's stylists was naturally not low.

A head of scattered yet orderly broken hair perfectly fit his face shape.

The bangs on his forehead were slightly parted, hanging down lightly, half-covering his deep, bright eyes.

The whole person unconsciously exuded a clear, handsome, gentle, and mysterious aura.

The half-month in the dungeon was also a trial and improvement for him.

The rich inner content and increased knowledge reserve were intuitively reflected in his gaze and temperament.

Lin Mu, standing to the side, took a deep breath, her eyes sparkling: "Tang Zong, it really suits you! Super handsome!"

Tang Zong already had a filter in her eyes; at this moment, he looked even more handsome and extraordinary, and she couldn't wait to pounce on him and kiss him a few times.

"It's indeed quite good; I'm very satisfied." Tang Zong nodded.

The stylist behind him hurriedly said: "As long as Mr. Tang and Ms. Lin are satisfied! Mr. Tang, please go wash your hair again, and I'll help you blow-dry it."

"Okay."

With a comfortable wash and scalp massage, Tang Zong sat back in the chair.

Accompanied by the whistling hot air, his hair danced and curled in the wind.

His hair was even fluffier and fresher.

The stylist packed up her tools and said in a low voice: "Goodbye, Mr. Tang, Ms. Lin. If you need anything, feel free to find me."

Lin Mu folded her hands in front of her, looked at the stylist, and said with appreciation: "Thank you for your hard work. I will tell Sister Yurong. From now on, whether Mr. Tang or I come for a haircut, we'll leave it to you."

"Thank you for your recognition, Ms. Lin! Thank you very much!" The stylist hurriedly bowed deeply, her face full of surprise.

Having worked at Yisha Beauty for many years, she also had her own circle of friends and information.

Naturally, she knew Lin Mu's special status.

As long as she said a few words in front of the boss, not to mention a promotion and raise, at least this job would become very stable. Unless the beauty salon went bankrupt, she shouldn't be unemployed.

Watching the stylist's figure leave.

Lin Mu looked at the quiet room and said softly: "Tang Zong, the makeup artist has been arranged. This VIP room won't receive any other guests today."

Tang Zong nodded lightly and stood up to meet her gaze.

Lin Mu pursed her lips, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but rub her legs lightly.

Not having seen each other for half a month, she had missed him terribly.

Although she could usually solve her physiological needs by herself, the gap was still very large.

Tang Zong's mouth curled into a smile; he stepped forward half a step and, amidst Lin Mu's low gasp, lifted her skirt hem.

His long, fair fingers disappeared into the air.

"Woo~" Lin Mu's body went soft, and she hurriedly stretched out her hands to support Tang Zong's shoulders, "Don't do this..."

Although she was feigning a dignified refusal, her body had no resistance at all, and her eyes quickly became misty and watery.

Tang Zong's eyebrows twitched, and he said somewhat amusedly: "Xiao Mu, you're really lewd; you're actually still wearing a pad?"

"I..." Lin Mu bit her lip lightly and explained in a trembling voice: "My period just ended yesterday; I was afraid there might be residual blood, so... ah!"

Tang Zong smiled and shook his head, withdrew his left hand, turned around to the sink, and rinsed off simply.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Wiping his hands clean, he took it out to look, and a look of surprise appeared on Tang Zong's face.

Is Qian Lele inviting him?

To go to her classmate's birthday party?

Originally, his plan was to drive her here after she got off work to complete the transformation, then send her to the birthday party venue.

He didn't intend to attend in person.

Thinking for a moment, Tang Zong was just about to ask something.

When he saw Qian Lele's invitation message disappear.

Immediately after, a line of prompts appeared below.

【"Qian Lele" recalled a message】

Based on his understanding of this college student friend, Tang Zong instantly understood.

Taking the initiative to invite him was likely because she wanted to find a friend to chat with at the birthday party.

After sending the message, she was afraid of putting him in a difficult position, which was why she recalled it.

Her nervous, uneasy, and conflicted pretty face seemed to float before his eyes.

He instantly made a decision in his heart.

Since he was going to help her fulfill her wish, he might as well do it to the best of his ability, which could also be considered a perfect ending to their half-month together.

Tang Zong didn't reply to the message; he turned to look at Xiao Mu and said in a calm tone: "You can go to Yanjing Huating first to chat with Qian Qian, then you two can go to the media room in Yanjing Tiancheng to watch a movie and play some games. I'll be home late tonight."

Lin Mu's gaze went blank, but she quickly reacted.

Tang Zong meant that he wanted her and the beauty salon friend to go to his large apartment.

Thinking of this, her heart instantly started "thump-thump-thump" wildly.

She certainly didn't think Tang Zong meant a "three-way," after all, that layer of membrane hadn't been broken yet.

But there was no guarantee that after the beauty salon friend rested, she wouldn't be able to get a bite of meat herself.

She gently smoothed her wavy hair and feigned composure: "Okay, it just so happens that Qian Qian and I have been very busy lately, so let's relax tonight."

Persona! Persona! Persona!

Important things said three times!

She, Xiao Mu, was a very reserved and generous urban elite beauty; she didn't understand what Tang Zong was talking about at all!

If you insist on finding me to play games, then I can't help it!

"Let's go, drop me off at the Normal University side first." Tang Zong patted Xiao Mu's butt and turned to walk out.

……

Normal University Teacher Apartment.

When Tang Zong came, he brought very few things.

Apart from a few changes of clothes, they were mainly books and printed materials.

Now that the knowledge had entered his brain, there was naturally no need to carry them anymore.

Simply packing up his clothes into a 24-inch suitcase, Tang Zong walked back to the living room.

Looking at the familiar environment around him, his gaze carried a trace of emotion.

Although his time here wasn't long, every day was fulfilling, and the dungeon would refresh its gameplay from time to time.

Besides that, there was naturally the simple and kind Qian Lele.

It could be considered a beautiful memory.

But it didn't matter; this was Jiang Yourong's house, and he could come over to visit from time to time in the future.

Carrying the suitcase downstairs, walking out of the residential gate, and coming to the paid parking lot next to it.

Amidst the washing of the rain, the elegant and atmospheric Bentley Continental lay quietly there.

Because it had just rained heavily these past two days, the car body actually looked exceptionally clean, which saved him the time of washing it.

Stuffing the suitcase in, he wiped the glass with a towel.

Tang Zong sat back into the soft and comfortable seat, gripped the cold and delicate steering wheel, and a brilliant smile appeared on Tang Zong's face.

"Rumble—" The roar of the engine sounded.

The car disappeared into the rain curtain.

……

Glimmer Cafe.

"Lele, what's wrong with you? Did you encounter something?" Zhao Hongxia looked at Qian Lele, who was distracted and staring at her book, and asked with concern.

This part-time baker was very steady and hardworking; she never slacked off in her work.

Zhao Hongxia felt very relieved and had a very good impression of her.

Qian Lele said "ah," hurriedly shook her head, and said: "Nothing, nothing, I'm fine. There's half an hour left until I get off work; I'll go clean up."

After speaking, Qian Lele stood up directly, put the book on the shelf, and started cleaning up the baking room.

Her gaze was sluggish, and her face carried unease and hesitation.

Zhao Hongxia shook her head and didn't say anything more.

She had also come from that age; she could see many things from Qian Lele's anxious expression.

But as a colleague, it was better not to be a busybody about such things.

"Lele, Lele." The waiter Nana walked in quickly and whispered with a smile: "I just served a customer, and two people were asking about your information again. They are both white-collar workers in the Morning Star Building, and one of them is a particularly handsome boy."

Qian Lele nodded distractedly.

She had been working part-time here for more than 3 months. Because the cafe's uniform was very form-fitting, and she herself was beautiful, she naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Similar situations happened from time to time; some bold ones would even run over directly to strike up a conversation or add her on WeChat.

"I'm telling you, he's really handsome, and his temperament is good too. I saw his work badge; he's an employee of the North Software Group." Nana looked at Qian Lele with envy.

North Software Group was a private Fortune 500 company, and its Yannan branch occupied two floors of the Morning Star Building.

It was a truly large enterprise, and the employees inside were treated very well.

As a business-style cafe, this branch was also their major client, often placing group meal orders.

Nana had been up to deliver coffee a few times before and had a fresh memory of the high-end offices inside.

Hearing her words, Zhao Hongxia leaned over with a gossipy face, "Where? Where is he sitting? Let me take a look."

Nana giggled and pulled Qian Lele to the glass wall.

Pointing to a window seat, she whispered: "There, that boy wearing the brown jacket, isn't he handsome?"

Zhao Hongxia sighed with "tsk-tsk": "Not bad, an employee of a large enterprise, a man of talent. It's a pity your Sister Zhao is old, otherwise I would probably go and strike up a conversation."

Sitting upright, dressed excellently, with clean and handsome features, and a work badge around his neck, he looked refined and cultured.

Qian Lele also glanced over there and followed up with a compliment.

"Why don't you send a dessert to that handsome guy? That way you can logically strike up a relationship!" Nana bumped Qian Lele's arm excitedly.

Qian Lele hurriedly shook her head: "No need, I don't have that intention."

"Alright." Nana sighed sourly, "If it were me, I definitely would have gone over; such a handsome little brother."

Qian Lele lowered her head silently and continued to clean the baking room.

But her heart was still thinking about the message she had sent earlier.

She didn't know if Tang Zong had seen it.

Before, it was an impulse, a surge of hot blood; now, she couldn't muster the courage at all.

She was even a bit afraid of meeting him later; what if he asked about it?

……

Yanjing Tiancheng, large apartment.

Tang Zong walked into the luxurious walk-in closet, his fingers sliding over rows of clothes, picking out a set he liked.

He changed into them unhurriedly.

Dark suit trousers, white base T-shirt, paired with a navy blue casual suit jacket.

It had both a casual comfort and a business atmosphere.

He stood in front of the mirror and looked.

Superior body proportions, high-end textured clothes, plus the new hairstyle he just got, it looked very nice.

Truly a handsome young man!

Tang Zong smiled narcissistically and casually opened the watch cabinet.

He took out the Patek Philippe 5961P worth over 1.5 million yuan gifted by Su Yu and gently put it on his wrist.

As a high-end series of PP dress watches, this watch was very suitable for pairing with a suit jacket.

The alligator leather strap fit against his fair, moist skin.

The matte blue lacquer dial and diamond-set hour markers decorated his outfit well.

It looked a bit more fashionable and individual.

Tang Zong raised his wrist to check the time.

There was only half an hour left until Qian Lele got off work; it was about time to go over.

Before leaving, Tang Zong casually took a beautifully packaged gift box from the cabinet, which contained an LV hair ribbon worth about 3,000 yuan.

This was also one of the many luxury gifts he bought when shopping with Xiao Mu before.

He had given them away one after another, and now there wasn't much left.

When he had time, he could go stock up again; after all, he had so many female friends, he never knew when he might need them.

Packing his things, he went down to the basement.

Tang Zong drove the Bentley Continental and set off for Glimmer Cafe (Morning Star Building branch).

The rain didn't know when it had stopped, and the whole city seemed to have been washed.

It exuded a fresh and quiet atmosphere.

Beautiful music played in the 20 Nami speakers.

Tang Zong's fingers jumped along with the music, his gaze admiring Yannan after the rain, his whole person relaxed to the extreme.

……

Time approached the end of the workday.

Qian Lele hurriedly changed out of her work uniform and picked up her backpack.

Besides wanting to see Tang Zong off, she also had to take a shower, change into the little black dress she just bought, and tidy herself up properly.

After all, she had worked all day, and she smelled like cake and coffee.

However, she had never used cosmetics, so the so-called "tidying up" was at most organizing her hair, applying skincare cream, and lipstick.

"Sister Zhao, I'm leaving first, see you tomorrow."

"Bye-bye, it just so happens the rain has stopped, hurry and go." Zhao Hongxia patted Qian Lele's back and teased: "That handsome guy from North Software Group is still there; he specifically ordered the Madeleine cake you made. It's possible he might take the initiative to strike when he sees you later."

Qian Lele said somewhat embarrassedly: "Sister Zhao, stop joking around."

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything."

Qian Lele pursed her lips and walked outside.

"Bye-bye, Nana."

"Bye-bye." "Bye-bye."

Greeting a few colleagues at the front desk area, Qian Lele was just about to turn and leave.

A boy suddenly appeared in front of her, "Hello, baker lady, can I add you on WeChat?"

It was exactly the handsome guy from North Software Group that Nana had pointed out to her earlier.

He had a warm smile on his face and spoke in a soft voice, leaving a very good impression.

Several colleagues around looked at each other, seeing the envy in each other's eyes.

Waiter Nana nudged Qian Lele and giggled: "Handsome, if Lele doesn't agree, I can give you my WeChat as a form of humanistic care from our cafe."

"Then it seems I won't lose out no matter what!" The boy blinked and looked at Qian Lele with a smile: "Baker lady, can I?"

Qian Lele was actually used to this kind of situation, but she was still somewhat nervous and constrained.

She lowered her head slightly, just about to say something.

The cafe door was suddenly pushed open gently.

At this time of day, it was when the cafe had the fewest customers.

Several waiters at the front desk hurriedly called out politely and enthusiastically: "Welcome!"

Intense colors erupted in their eyes as they stared at the guest who had just walked in.

Immediately after, gazes were attracted and gathered over.

His figure was tall and straight, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.

His nose was straight, his lips thin, his eyebrows thick and not scattered, handsome and cold.

The high-quality suit jacket was slightly open, revealing the white base T-shirt inside, with sturdy muscle lines faintly visible.

It was full of indescribable male charm.

An absolute male god template, a standard answer.

The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard from all around.

Detecting the abnormality around her, Qian Lele also followed suit and looked up.

Immediately after, her gaze went slightly blank, and she subconsciously reached out to rub her eyes.

Her moist, full lips opened slightly, and her mind was somewhat chaotic.

This is... Tang Zong?

It was clearly still him; his figure and appearance were the same, just with a different hairstyle and clothes.

But the feeling he gave off was completely different, especially his temperament.

If his impression before was that of a focused and steady "straight-A student" in school, then now he was a cold and composed controller in a company.

As long as he stood there, no one could ignore him.

His hard-soled leather shoes tapped on the clean solid wood floor, emitting a crisp "da-da" sound.

Tang Zong paced forward calmly, looking at Qian Lele, a fresh and charming smile on his face.

"Off work?"

"Swish-swish-swish—" Gazes were cast toward the dazed Qian Lele.

The handsome guy from North Software Group's expression froze, and he moved a step to the side in embarrassment.

Sister Zhao, who had been in the baking room, didn't know when she had popped her head out, looking at the two standing together in surprise.

Qian Lele was somewhat at a loss: "Off work, Brother Song, you..."

"Didn't we agree to meet at 4 o'clock." Tang Zong smiled and reached out to grab her wrist, "Let's go, I'll take you to a good place."

Then, he nodded politely to the staff beside him and walked out the door directly with Qian Lele.

The staff who had reacted gathered toward the door one after another.

Their gazes followed the two's backs to the parking space next to them.

Through the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, they could see a noble and elegant Bentley sports car parked there.

The boy casually pulled open the passenger door, letting Qian Lele sit in.

Then he paced to the driver's side.

The elegant and handsome male god, paired with the colorful Bentley Continental, made their gazes somewhat distracted.

The car door closed, and the lights turned on.

The bright wheels rolled over the ground.

In the atmosphere of the cloudy day, the car window glass reflected a blurry image of the surrounding environment, casting a mysterious veil over the world inside the car.

The staff in the cafe looked at each other, shocked and speechless.

That handsome guy from North Software Group licked his lips, his handsome face red and hot, and he strode toward the building from the back door.

……

In the quiet Bentley.

Qian Lele hugged her backpack tightly, a dazed expression on her face.

It wasn't until the car had driven far away that she stammered: "Bro... Brother Song, this car... is..."

If the changes in appearance and temperament could barely be accepted.

Then this car, which looked super expensive at a glance, truly exceeded her range of cognition.

Tang Zong turned his head slightly and smiled: "Oh, this car? If I say it's mine, do you believe it?"

Qian Lele's body trembled, nervous: "I... I..."

Tang Zong said in a gentle tone: "Alright, this car is under the company's name."

At this moment, he didn't have his previous coldness; he looked relaxed and bright.

Making Qian Lele's nervous and shocked mood gradually settle down.

"The company's car, huh." Her voice sounded a bit thick-tongued, appearing very cute.

Tang Zong gave a light "yeah," then added: "Didn't you invite me on WeChat to go to your classmate's birthday party? It's raining today, so we definitely have to drive."

He knew this female college student's personality too well.

Even if he wanted to satisfy her wish, he couldn't just do it directly; he needed to be tactful.

And he wasn't lying; both the Mercedes S450L and the Bentley Continental GT were registered under the company's name.

Hearing his words, Qian Lele's body instantly stiffened, her face turning red.

So... Tang Zong really saw it.

After a long silence, Qian Lele whispered: "I was afraid you didn't have time, so I recalled it. After all, you are moving out today."

"Then if I agree to accompany you now, are you very happy?"

"Uh... yeah." Qian Lele lowered her head, burying half her face in her schoolbag.

She didn't even know what she was thinking or saying.

Tang Zong dressed up so handsomely and drove the company's car.

Just to accompany me to the birthday party?

Her gaze swept over the luxurious and exquisite interior, feeling the soft, wrapped leather seats, and looking at Tang Zong's tall and handsome profile, she felt like she was in a dream.

On the streets of Yannan after the rain, the traffic gradually increased.

Soon, the Bentley Continental drove into the basement parking lot of a commercial complex.

Qian Lele asked belatedly: "Brother Song, where are we going now? Aren't we going back to the Normal University teacher apartment?"

The birthday party was at 7 o'clock, and she still had to go back and tidy up for a long time.

Tang Zong's mouth curled into a mysterious smile, "Of course, we're going to fulfill your wish from last night! Just listen to my arrangements from now on."

Qian Lele was stunned, quickly remembering the wish she made before blowing out the candles last night.

【"Then I wish myself everything goes smoothly tomorrow and have a happy birthday party."】

Parking the car and getting out.

Qian Lele hadn't reacted yet when she was pulled by the wrist by Tang Zong toward the elevator lobby.

Feeling his warm, large hand, Qian Lele's head was a blur, her face red and hot.

"Ding—" The elevator stopped on the 4th floor.

The two stepped on the transparent marble floor, turned left and right, and walked into "Yisha Beauty Salon."

"Mr. Tang, you're here!" The receptionist hurriedly stepped forward and led the two toward the VIP room.

Looking at the luxurious environment around her and the staff bowing politely one by one, Qian Lele subconsciously moved closer to Tang Zong.

"Knock-knock-knock—" The room door was knocked gently.

Immediately after, the door was opened from the inside.

"Mr. Tang!" A uniform greeting came hurriedly.

Qian Lele looked up and saw 5 or 6 girls wearing beauty salon uniforms looking respectfully toward this side.

Besides them, there was an exceptionally eye-catching woman.

Exquisite, three-dimensional features, a hot and sexy figure, and fashionable, beautiful dress.

Her chin was slightly lifted, looking elegant and charming.

Meeting her gaze, Qian Lele lowered her head somewhat uneasily, not knowing where to put her hands.

Tang Zong pointed to a small door next to them and said with a light smile: "Lele, this is the changing room. There is a dress prepared for you inside; go change into it first and see if it fits."

"I... a dress prepared for me?" Qian Lele said nervously: "Is it rented from the store? How much is it?"

Seeing such a big scene around her, she was somewhat frightened.

Tang Zong raised his eyebrows and said: "It's already arranged; just listen to me, otherwise it would be a waste of money."

Hesitating for a while, looking at the gazes all around.

Qian Lele bit her lip hard, gave a low "yeah," and walked into the changing room.

Locking the door and turning around.

An expression of astonishment instantly appeared on her face.

Hanging on the hanger was an exquisite and gorgeous dress, as well as a color-blocked shawl.

On the low cabinet next to it was a pair of high heels, dotted with bling-bling diamonds.

To the right of the high heels was a pink gift box with a somewhat familiar logo on it, which seemed to be something she had seen at Ding Yao's place.

Everything she saw before her had a thick, illusory color.

Just like the dream she had, Cinderella was cast with magic and transformed into a beautiful princess.

Hesitating on the spot for a long while.

Qian Lele took a deep breath and started taking off her clothes.

She felt dizzy right now, only thinking about finding Brother Song to ask properly when there was no one around later.

Outside the changing room.

Tang Zong raised his wrist to check the time and said: "First take her to take a shower, do a full-body treatment, then do styling and makeup according to the clothes. Can it be finished before 6:30?"

The beauty consultant immediately responded: "Yes, Mr. Tang, please rest assured!"

"Yeah." Tang Zong nodded lightly, a look of anticipation on his face.

His gaze turned toward the direction of the changing room.

"Click—" The changing room door lock sounded.

The small white door was opened, and Qian Lele, who had changed into the Chanel V-neck dress, walked out.

High-quality fabric, soft and draped, bony and crisp.

The waist was cinched, the skirt flared, and the V-shaped straps outlined a smooth and graceful body curve.

This pure-hearted college student, who had always been simple and frugal, instantly displayed a different kind of charm.

Bright light flashed in Tang Zong's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

Get ready to transform! Student Qian Lele! ===== CHAPTER 330 =====