Chapter 370: Jin Mi Shu's Walk-in Closet

Saturday, August 12, 2023, overcast, 24~32°C.

At 5:00 AM, Tang Song woke up from his sleep.

After a night of rest, bolstered by the 【Male God Aura (LV4)】 and Wen Ruan's blessing buff, his physical functions had reached their peak.

His Qi and blood were full, and he felt refreshed and invigorated.

He sat up, a handsome smile appearing on his face.

The phone screen on the nightstand lit up.

Accompanied by a bank deposit notification, his good mood for the day began.

He changed into a 【Limitless Vitality】 sportswear set in the walk-in closet and took the elevator straight to the first floor.

Stepping out of the entrance, the morning breeze brushed past, bringing a hint of coolness.

Yanjing Huating in summer was lush with greenery, full of life and vitality.

Running, working out, posture correction, eating…

He took a proper shower and shaved his beard with a manual razor.

Tang Song stood naked in front of the mirror, looking at his current physique, a bright, white-toothed smile on his face.

Clear, fluid muscle lines, an eight-pack, broad shoulders and a narrow waist…

He had now reached the peak of his physical and mental state.

Compared to when he first left the Imperial Capital, he could truly be called reborn.

He wondered what kind of expression his white moonlight would have if she saw him now.

Walking into the walk-in closet, Tang Song put on the clothes he had prepared one by one.

An Hermès linen shirt, white and green, cool and comfortable, with fine craftsmanship.

Loro Piana cotton casual trousers, Gucci men's leather shoes.

These were clothes Zhao Yaqian had helped him buy.

The colors and styles matched perfectly; at a glance, they had both a high-luxury feel and a touch of business style.

He put on his Vacheron Constantin Overseas, then picked up the Ray-Ban Aviator sunglasses Wen Ruan had given him, tried them on, and nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, in his walk-in closet, many clothes and accessories were gifts from Zhao Yaqian and Wen Ruan.

It was just that due to work issues before, he couldn't wear many of the overly casual items.

This trip to Shencheng would be like a seaside vacation, so naturally, he should dress more relaxed.

After carefully grooming himself and checking the items needed for the business trip one more time, Tang Song closed his suitcase and checked the time.

【8:10】

The flight took off at 11:00, so there was still plenty of time.

After a moment's thought, Tang Song walked to the small bookshelf in the bedroom and pulled out an exquisite light blue notebook from the top shelf.

He opened the first page.

On it were the words "Meet at the Peak" written by Liu Qingning; her handwriting was just like her—confident, flying, and brilliantly dazzling.

After reading it again, Tang Song flipped further back, and in the middle of the notebook was a photo of Liu Qingning.

The sunset drowned in an orange sea of clouds, and his water-clear white moonlight stood on the playground, turning to look at him.

This was the evening after the college entrance exam, a photo he had taken with his phone.

With three long years of high school over, knowing he was about to be separated from his white moonlight, Tang Song's heart had actually been very low at the time.

Even the joy after the exam had been diluted.

Perhaps seeing through his thoughts, Liu Qingning had pulled him to the school playground, gently planning their future together, telling him how to choose a school and major.

Tang Song's long fingers gently stroked the photo, his eyes revealing deep tenderness as scenes from the past surfaced in his mind once again.

He stayed in a daze for a long time.

With a "snap," Tang Song gently closed the notebook and walked to the balcony.

Looking at the overcast sky outside the window, he raised his phone and took a photo.

He shared it with Liu Qingning, leaving a message: "What do you say if I fly over to find you right now?"

After sending the message, Tang Song found Liu Liu Jia Yi's number and dialed it, "Old Seven, where are you right now?"

Perhaps because the nickname was too absurd, Liu Liu Jia Yi was silent for a good while before saying, "I've already arrived at Yanjing Tiancheng, ready to depart at any time."

"I'm coming down immediately."

"Understood, Tang Zong."

He hung up the phone.

"Ding-dong—" A WeChat notification sounded.

【Liu Qingning: "(^. ^) Sure, then fly over. One thing to note is that there are local thunderstorms in Shencheng today, so be safe and wear a helmet."】

【Liu Qingning: Covering-mouth-laughing emoji】

Tang Song chuckled, picked up his suitcase, and strode toward the door.

Oh, white moonlight, I'm not joking with you.

I just don't know if your 1.5-meter bed can fit two people.

……

Shencheng.

"Beauty, your wontons are ready."

"Oh, okay, thank you, boss."

Liu Qingning smiled and put away her phone, tucking in with gusto.

She had only had some egg soup last night, and after exercising for over half an hour early this morning, she was already starving.

After finishing breakfast, she brought a portion for Liu Shuang.

Liu Qingning walked toward their rented apartment.

Shencheng in summer was humid and stuffy, but fortunately, it was an overcast day, so it wasn't too hot.

Century Zhixue currently only had one day off, so even though it was Saturday, she still had to go to work.

Mainly because they were currently in the transition phase of work handover, so it really wasn't easy to take leave.

She pushed open the door to the apartment.

She happened to run into Liu Shuang coming out of the bathroom.

Liu Qingning shook the plastic bag in her hand, "You're up? Eat while it's hot."

"Wow, thank you, dear." Liu Shuang excitedly took the breakfast from her.

Looking at Liu Qingning's rosy complexion and damp hair, she couldn't help but pinch her cheeks.

She sighed, "You're too intense. The humidity outside is almost 90 today; exercising is just suffering. It's better to go to the gym."

"Forget it, I'm not going to get a membership just for these ten days."

"True." Liu Shuang shook her head and then turned the subject, "By the way, aren't you off tomorrow? Xiang Kai sent me a WeChat message, saying let's have a meal together with us in the evening."

Liu Qingning looked up, "Did you tell him I'm resigning?"

Liu Shuang laughed sheepishly, "Hey, I just mentioned it. After all, you were kicked out by capital, and he works at an investment company."

"I wanted him to give you some advice so you wouldn't run into any problems with the equity transfer and get scammed by them."

"Of course, he probably also wants to ask you in person about your future plans; after all, we're all friends."

"Alright, I'm going to take a shower; I still have to go to work later."

"Sigh, we have to work overtime this afternoon too; a bug popped up in the project. Also, do you want to go to the mall tomorrow? You haven't bought new clothes in a year."

Liu Qingning shook her head firmly, "Let's wait until I lose a few more pounds, then we'll go on a shopping spree!"

"Fine, I'll listen to you." Liu Shuang shrugged helplessly.

…

After showering, drying her hair, and doing a simple skincare routine, she changed into everyday casual wear.

Liu Qingning walked out of the bedroom with her bag.

Passing the full-length mirror, she subconsciously stopped.

She looked at herself carefully in the mirror, lifted her heavy breasts with both hands, and sighed helplessly.

After gaining weight, not only had her waist thickened, but her chest felt larger too; she was probably a standard E-cup now.

No wonder she had felt short of breath lately; it was probably her bra being too tight.

Her current dressing style had become very casual—ordinary T-shirt plus sweatpants, whatever was comfortable.

Compared to her former self, she was really a bit sloppy.

She had to lose weight as soon as possible; once her state was adjusted, she would go buy some beautiful clothes.

At the end of August, she would officially resign from Century Zhixue, then pack for a few days and set off for Yancheng.

She really didn't have much time left.

……

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly pulled to a stop at Yancheng International Airport.

Liu Liu Jia Yi in the driver's seat said in a low voice, "Tang Zong, we've arrived."

"Mm." Tang Song put down his crossed legs and looked at the airport outside the window.

This time he had booked business class; the discounted ticket price was 2,500 yuan, which wasn't expensive.

In fact, most planes didn't have first class, so business class was already the optimal choice.

If one didn't count the dream memories, this was actually his first time flying.

He naturally hadn't had time during college, and after graduation, he was busy making money and working overtime; his travel was mostly between his hometown and the Imperial Capital, so he never needed a plane.

"Click—" The rear door was opened.

Liu Liu Jia Yi bent over and gestured.

Tang Song nodded slightly and stepped out.

He wasn't really used to being taken care of like this, but there was no help for it; his female driver was both beautiful and cool, truly a feast for the eyes.

Immediately, Liu Liu Jia Yi picked up the suitcase and led him inside.

Along the way, gazes followed them.

Tang Song always had a faint smile on his lips, feeling no discomfort at all.

After checking in at the VIP counter, Liu Liu Jia Yi said in a low voice, "Tang Zong, I wish you a smooth journey. The pickup arrangements in Shencheng have been made; you'll see them as soon as you exit the VIP channel."

"Thank you for your hard work, goodbye." Tang Song nodded lightly and walked into the fast security channel.

Immediately after, he saw the "First Class Lounge" sign, right next to Boarding Gate 26.

As he walked into the lounge, the staff stood up to welcome him. After quickly verifying his boarding pass and ticket information, Tang Song sat down on the sofa smoothly.

The lounge was very large with clearly defined functional areas.

Picking up some fresh fruit and a drink, Tang Song leaned back on the sofa in the reading area and pulled out a copy of *National Geographic*.

He began reading with great interest.

Over half an hour passed.

A staff member walked over quickly and said softly, "Mr. Tang, your flight is about to take off; you can board now."

"Thank you."

Following the staff member into Gate 26, he boarded an exclusive shuttle bus and completed boarding ahead of time.

There was no queuing or crowding throughout the process; the experience was quite good.

After sitting in the spacious and comfortable seat, the flight attendant handed him a hot towel in a ceramic dish.

He wiped his hands simply and drank half a glass of lemon water.

Tang Song took out his phone; there were already quite a few unread messages.

They were all his "wings" asking about his boarding status.

After replying to them one by one, Tang Song turned on flight mode.

He adjusted the pneumatic seat and pulled a biographical work from his bag.

Putting on his headphones, he leaned back against the headrest, gently adjusted the square-framed glasses on his nose, and began reading quietly.

After a while, economy class passengers began boarding.

From time to time, people passing his seat couldn't help but slow down.

They looked at the boy sitting there with stunning gazes.

Facing the noisy environment and the gazes, he seemed completely unaware, still focused on the book in his hands.

He seemed isolated from the world.

Seeing this scene, some girls who originally wanted to strike up a conversation couldn't muster the courage.

After a while.

A huge backward thrust came, followed by a sense of weightlessness.

Tang Song looked up, his gaze passing through the glass window to look at the city below that was gradually shrinking.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The plane landed on time at Shencheng Bao'an International Airport.

He retrieved his suitcase with priority and walked out of the passage.

Tang Song saw his name immediately.

【Distinguished "Mr. Tang Song," welcome to Shencheng】

After meeting up with the pickup staff, he walked out of the airport and got into a luxury MPV business car.

The car slowly drove out of Bao'an International Airport, heading toward Shenchengwan No. 1.

Outside the left window, modern high-rise buildings stood in rows, with bustling cityscapes alternating with lush natural scenery.

Outside the right window, a vast seascape entered his line of sight, sparkling and merging with the distant skyline.

Looking at the beautiful scenery before him, thinking of the white moonlight he was about to meet, as well as Jin Mi Shu's house, infinite anticipation surged in Tang Song's heart.

……

30th Floor, T7 Building, Shenchengwan No. 1, Tang Yi Precision Office Area.

"Liu Shuang, is the bug handled?"

"Mm, it's done." Liu Shuang, wearing thick glasses, looked up and made an OK gesture.

"Let's go, let's go down for a walk and have some afternoon tea while we're at it."

"Let's go!"

Since it was Saturday, there weren't many people in the office building.

The two chatted and laughed as they took the elevator downstairs.

Just as they walked out of the access control area.

"Ring-ring—" The phone rang suddenly.

Liu Shuang took her phone out of her pocket, glanced at it, and quickly answered, "Hello, Xiang Kai."

"Oh, sorry, I was dizzy from working overtime today and forgot to tell you that I've already agreed with Qingning that we'll eat together tonight."

"Uh… I really can't persuade her. Let me put it this way: she's already bought her plane ticket; you should know how determined she is."

"Mm, alright, bye."

Hanging up the phone, Liu Shuang sighed helplessly.

Xiang Kai was a college classmate of hers and Liu Qingning's, but his background was much, much better than theirs.

His father was an executive at an entertainment company, and his mother was an actress who used to be a familiar face on television.

They were true socialites.

Xiang Kai himself inherited his mother's excellent genes; he was tall and handsome, like a star.

Moreover, he was very goal-oriented and organized; after graduating from college, he first worked at a major new energy factory for two years.

Later, through family connections, he joined Juxing Huicui Investment Management Company as an investment analyst in the new energy industry.

That was the well-known investment company spearheaded by Su Yu, composed of many first and second-tier celebrity LPs in the country.

This situation was actually quite common.

Currently, the investment direction of first-tier investment institutions was becoming increasingly professional and refined, focusing more on specific industrial fields such as biomedicine, intelligent manufacturing, new energy, and semiconductors.

And talents with industrial backgrounds could more deeply understand the business models, product characteristics, and technical advantages and disadvantages of invested enterprises.

Of course, in the field of investment finance, if family conditions weren't good, it was also difficult to develop.

And Xiang Kai undoubtedly had unique advantages.

Sometimes Liu Shuang would envy her good friend; Qingning was truly blessed but didn't know it.

Even after coming to Shencheng, she had outstanding young talents like Cheng Qingfeng and Xiang Kai silently liking her.

However, beauty itself was a scarce resource, and coupled with her outstanding talent, she truly possessed such charm.

In fact, beauties at Liu Qingning's level in their school were all chased away by various second-generation heirs before they even left campus.

But even so, she still couldn't let go of that Tang Song.

Walking out of the office building, looking at the listless Liu Shuang, her colleague couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Sighing and groaning."

"It's about my friend." Liu Shuang paused, then suddenly looked up at her and said, "Guan Guan, let me ask you a question: did you have a boy you really liked in high school?"

"Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"Just tell me, I'm genuinely curious."

After a moment of contemplation, a faint smile appeared on Guan Guan's face, "Of course I did; high school is truly a beautiful age."

Liu Shuang blinked and then asked, "Do you still like him now? If that boy appeared in front of you again, would you be with him?"

Hearing her question, Guan Guan was stunned and sighed, "Probably not; after all, so many years have passed."

"What I liked was probably just that high-spirited boy in his teens."

"Although I've fantasized about what he looks like now, that's just a fantasy; if he really appeared in front of me, there might be more disappointment and melancholy."

"Sure enough, that's the normal person's way of thinking!" Liu Shuang patted Guan Guan's arm and shook her head, "It's a pity my friend just can't see through it and can't let go."

Just then, Guan Guan beside her suddenly stopped and stood still.

Liu Shuang turned back, surprised, "What's wrong?"

Guan Guan stared wide-eyed at the front side, pointing with a blushing face, and whispered, "That boy is exactly what I fantasized he would look like now; if he could grow up to look like this, that would be too perfect."

Liu Shuang looked in the direction she was pointing, her gaze going blank.

Less than 10 meters away from them, a figure walked out of the tree-lined path, carrying a black suitcase in his hand.

His attire was fashionable and high-end, his physique was well-proportioned and tall, and his demeanor was calm and free.

Jet-black, fluffy hair swept across his brow, and his side profile was as three-dimensional as undulating mountains.

A unique charm lingered around him—handsome, high-spirited—making it impossible for people to look away.

He was like a male lead who had walked out of a novel or a TV series.

Soon, the boy walked toward the entrance of the T8 building, leaving them with a handsome back view.

"New wine worth ten thousand coins, how many years has the Xianyang knight been?" Guan Guan couldn't help but sigh, "I can't imagine how popular such a boy would be in his student days; he would probably be the white moonlight out of reach in many, many girls' dreams."

"Indeed, he might even be some un-debuted celebrity artist." Liu Shuang subconsciously echoed, then a look of deep confusion appeared on her face.

She didn't know why, but although it was just a fleeting glance, she always felt that the boy just now looked very familiar.

Could she have seen him before?

That shouldn't be; for someone so outstanding, it would be impossible to forget after seeing him once.

In a trance, a name surfaced in her mind.

【Tang Song】

Liu Shuang was stunned, then burst into a laugh.

How could that be?

It was probably because she had been thinking about him and Liu Qingning too much lately, causing hallucinations.

At most, their facial features were somewhat similar; it was impossible for them to be the same person.

Liu Shuang patted her colleague's shoulder, "Alright, stop looking, let's go have afternoon tea."

Guan Guan looked at the figure walking into the T8 apartment building, feeling lost, "Let's go."

……

The luxurious entrance lobby.

The property staff handed back two cards with both hands, enthusiastically, "Mr. Tang, this is your ID card and access card."

"Thank you."

Putting away his ID, Tang Song looked down at the access card in his hand, his heartbeat suddenly starting to accelerate.

This was Jin Mi Shu's house!

This game character who had accompanied him for 7 years carried most of his feelings for the game.

With the dream coming true, she was the one he looked forward to the most.

Guided by the staff, he smoothly boarded the elevator.

Swiping the card, the button for the 29th floor lit up instantly.

The elevator began to rise quickly and steadily.

2… 5… 10… 19…

Looking at the numbers jumping on the LED screen, Tang Song's breathing gradually became a bit rapid.

"Ding—" The elevator door slowly opened.

The sound of the suitcase rolling over the floor tiles was exceptionally clear.

Standing in front of the dark armored double door, Tang Song directly entered his birthday.

"Click-clack—" The unlocking sound rang out.

He pulled open the door.

What met his eyes was a simple and fashionable entrance.

Several uniquely shaped ceramic vases were placed on it.

In the entrance cabinet, shoes of various styles were placed in layers.

High heels, flats, business leather shoes, sneakers…

Every pair was wiped spotless.

Putting the suitcase away, Tang Song strode inside.

The interior decoration was exquisite and elegant, every detail highlighting quality and luxury, showcasing the unique charm of a top-tier mansion.

A 3.3-meter net height, a 270-degree, borderless sea view, taking in the entirety of Shenchengwan.

Tang Song had no intention of admiring it slowly, his gaze sweeping over it.

He pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

The first thing that came into view was the huge floor-to-ceiling window that occupied almost the entire wall.

In the center of the bedroom was a custom-made low bed with neat bedding on it.

In a corner of the room, there was a small workspace with a laptop and a few documents on the desk.

Lifting the MacBook, the screen lit up instantly.

Tang Song was slightly stunned; this laptop wasn't plugged into power, yet it was still nearly fully charged.

Just then, the lenses of the 【Tang Song's Glasses】 he was wearing suddenly lit up.

A black-gold fountain pen on the desk was covered by a faint halo, and an eye-catching pop-up window appeared.

【Jin Mi Shu's Fountain Pen】: A fountain pen long used by the game character Jin Mi Shu. When using this item for writing, it can stimulate cerebral cortex activity, enhancing brain domain activity, thinking sensitivity, and memory. (Stamina +1, Comprehension +1)

It was actually a special item that increased comprehension! And with so many buff effects!

Even in the game, it was rare.

After playing with the exquisite fountain pen for a while, Tang Song's gaze turned toward the walk-in closet, feeling a bit restless.

Judging by the laptop's battery, Jin Mi Shu might have left here in the last two days.

In other words, many traces of her life were still preserved here.

Taking a deep breath, he walked into the walk-in closet.

The custom-made wardrobe was arranged neatly, with various clothes classified by season, occasion, and style, each one tailored well and made of superior materials.

The middle area was an independent underwear storage cabinet.

Each drawer was lined with soft silk fabric, meticulously divided into multiple small grids, with various bras and panties placed inside.

Hesitating for a moment, Tang Song picked up a bra to look at it, instantly gaining an intuitive understanding.

Sure enough, Jin Mi Shu also had the assets of a large D.

Besides that, there was an independent storage area for silk stockings in the cabinet.

They were arranged in order of color depth and thickness on the shelves.

From classic black and nude to fashionable gray and wine red, it was like a gorgeous color staircase.

Some of them were clearly worn.

Getting slightly closer, one could smell wisps of fragrance.

A faint tea aroma mixed with this gentle floral scent.

Refreshing, like the air with mist on an autumn morning.

Jin Mi Shu truly understood my heart!