Chapter 475

Yanjing Huating, large open-plan apartment.

In the bathroom, soft light spilled onto the white tiles, and steam filled the air.

"Whoosh—" Warm water flowed down Jin Mi Shu's long hair, sliding over her fair and tender skin, outlining her perfect figure.

Her beautiful face became hazy and illusory in the mist.

The sound of water stopped abruptly, and the bathroom became quiet instantly.

She picked up a soft bath towel, gently wrapped her snow-white body, dried her hair, and walked to the closet with light steps.

Sitting in front of the vanity, after a simple skincare routine.

She casually threw away the bath towel, put on her underwear, and then picked up Tang Song's shirt and put it on.

The collar of the shirt was slightly open, revealing her exquisite collarbones and deep, full cleavage.

The hem hung down to her thighs; as she walked, her plump thighs were visible, full of charming sexiness.

She came into the bedroom.

Lying on the soft, large bed, Jin Mi Shu leaned against the headboard, picked up the photo frame again, and stroked it with her fingers, her deep, bright eyes hiding indescribable emotions.

Memories gradually flooded her heart.

In the summer of 2016, in an inconspicuous coffee shop, she saw him for the first time.

This "unknown" who had a profound influence on her in her dreams was completely different from what she had imagined.

At 18, he still carried some youthful air, tall, thin, and fresh; he seemed ordinary but revealed a sense of mystery.

His eyes seemed to be able to see through every corner of her heart.

The initial interaction was not smooth, but the verification of facts after every doubt was like opening a brand-new door to her worldview.

Every firm look in his eyes and every short but powerful word of his caused ripples in the bottom of her heart,

eventually converging into deep and passionate love.

"Tang Zong, shorting the market now is simply suicide! What is the basis for your judgment? If we are wrong, the capital chain will break completely!"

"I won't be wrong. All you need to do is trust me and execute according to my plan."

"Whew—okay! I'll listen to you!"

"The bubble could burst at any time. Can we wait a bit? And once the government intervenes, our positions could suffer huge losses."

"Do as I say."

"What if..."

"There won't be a 'what if.' Policy only delays the time of death; it cannot change the result."

"Within the next five years, artificial intelligence will completely subvert all industries."

"Jin Mi Shu, your stockings today are very beautiful. I like them very much."

"This time, I still won't let you down."

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Scenes from the past shone like bright stars deep in her memory.

Finally, it froze on his deep and dark eyes, and the words he said before leaving: "Perhaps, but that's not important. What's important is that all of this is for our future."

Jin Mi Shu opened her eyes and raised her head slightly.

Her straight nose and full lips were as exquisite as if carved under the light.

Of course, in this process, there were also some experiences that made her unhappy.

For example, Liu Qingning, whom he had loved wholeheartedly all these years.

And for example, Su Yu, who had been seducing him and taking up most of his energy during a critical period of more than a year.

She once thought that his love belonged only to Liu Qingning, because he was only different toward her.

In order to change him, she had made many efforts.

But the sudden appearance of Zhao Yaqian, and Wen Ruan who followed closely behind,

made her emotions nearly collapse.

But this actually wasn't all bad; at least he wouldn't belong to just one person.

Once his heart was opened, she had absolute certainty that she could get his greatest love.

And this point was thoroughly verified on the Qixi Festival.

This was also the main reason she dared to move directly into Yanjing Huating and dared to directly contact Zhao Yaqian and Wen Ruan.

She could tolerate the existence of other women, and even help him coordinate and maintain them, but the premise was that no one could hinder her.

"Knock, knock, knock—" A knock on the door sounded.

"Jin Dongshi, dinner is ready. Also, Shangguan has arrived."

"I know."

Jin Mi Shu put down the photo frame and stood up to walk out.

Shangguan Qiuya and Lin Tiantian maintained a calm expression, but their gazes couldn't help but look at the shirt she was wearing.

They had followed Jin Dongshi for so long and had never seen her look so sexy.

Even as women themselves, they were a bit infatuated after seeing it.

In the dining room, several exquisite delicacies were served on the solid wood table.

Jin Mi Shu picked up the warm flower tea and took a sip.

Shangguan Qiuya said softly, "Jin Dongshi, I have already made an appointment with Wen Ruan, and the location has been arranged. She doesn't know that you want to see her personally, but I think, with her intelligence, she should be able to guess something."

"Mm, it doesn't matter." Jin Mi Shu nodded gently, her eyes flickering.

There was another very important reason why she specifically came to Yancheng to see Wen Ruan.

She was very worried about Tang Song's physical condition.

The 30-year-old Wen Ruan, who was at her peak, loved fitness, and was witty and interesting, was undoubtedly a bone-scraping steel knife.

According to information Su Yu had previously deliberately revealed to her, Wen Ruan and Tang Song played ball for at least an hour at a time, and it was particularly intense.

Clearly, for a woman who was so charming and naturally seductive, if she wasn't restrained, it wasn't a good thing for him.

When Tang Song really wanted to have something happen with her in the future, he might be powerless.

For the sake of her own future sexual happiness, Jin Mi Shu wouldn't let such a thing really happen.

Shangguan Qiuya continued, "The house in Building 6 of Yanjing Huating has been cleaned up. Regarding Ms. Zhao, do you need me to communicate with her in advance? She seems completely unaware of your identity and has never asked me any related questions."

"No need." Jin Mi Shu ate a bite of salad, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Zhao Yaqian once signed with Ju Qing Hui Jin, which brought her very large emotional fluctuations.

She was very much looking forward to what Zhao Yaqian would think when she suddenly saw her.

And Tang Song's current assistant, Lin Mu Xue.

For this kind of girl who hadn't matured or settled down, it was actually easy to handle.

She also had to completely dispel their unrealistic fantasies.

"By the way, what has Su Yu been doing lately?"

Shangguan Qiuya replied softly, "She banned a producer two days ago and is currently filming a new movie in Modou."

"Oh?" Jin Mi Shu put down her fork and showed a faint smile. "Help me take a photo and send it to Su Yu, tell her my current location, and by the way, encourage her to film the movie well; I'll go see it later."

The corner of Shangguan Qiuya's eye twitched, and she nodded, "Okay, Jin Dongshi."

After speaking, she picked up her phone and began to operate it.

But in her heart, it was as if she had re-recognized this goddess in the business field.

On the speeding high-speed train.

Night gradually fell, and bright lights filled the entire carriage, reflecting a golden warmth.

Cheng Qiuqiu sat by the window on the inside, her gaze looking at the scenery flying past outside.

After a long while, she turned slightly and looked at Tang Song and Gao Mengting, who were chatting and laughing on the left.

They seemed to be on the same frequency.

One moment they were talking about marketing management, the next about "One Hundred Years of Solitude," and then about recent hot news.

Cheng Qiuqiu bit her lip and took her phone out of her pocket.

The group chats related to the team-building trip were exceptionally lively.

Food, attractions, emojis, jokes—messages kept popping up one after another.

This team-building trip was booked by employees individually, and reimbursed through the OA system.

So most people's seats and carriages were not together.

It was just that her and Tang Song's tickets were booked by the senior, so they were sitting next to each other.

Listening to the laughter in her ears and watching the hot chat in the group, Cheng Qiuqiu's gaze was a bit dazed.

She really wanted to integrate into them, but she truly couldn't do it.

"QQ, what are you eating?" Tang Song's voice suddenly came.

Cheng Qiuqiu said subconsciously, "The same as you."

Subconsciously, she also quite liked staying on the same frequency as them.

"OK, then the braised beef and Kung Pao chicken combo box lunch." Tang Song made a gesture, submitted the order on the mini-program, and said softly, "By the way, QQ, you are from Sichuan Province, why did you come to Yancheng for university?"

Regarding Qiuqiu's past, Tang Song was actually very curious and wanted to know why she had psychological problems.

Cheng Qiuqiu looked at Tang Song and said in a low voice, "I wanted to go somewhere far from home to see."

"Oh? Then are you going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival? 8 days of vacation should be enough."

Hearing this, Cheng Qiuqiu's full chest heaved slightly, her gaze lowered, "I'm not going back; staying in Yancheng is quite good."

Gao Mengting next to her gently held her hand and smiled, "Coincidentally, I'm not going back for Mid-Autumn either. My new car just arrived and is still in the break-in period; how about we go on a self-driving tour around Yancheng together?"

"Mm." Cheng Qiuqiu nodded.

Noticing her abnormal demeanor, Tang Song raised his eyebrows, realizing something.

Then, Gao Mengting began to chat with the two about topics related to "First Mist on a Snowy Night" and celebrity gossip.

The atmosphere gradually eased.

Soon, their box lunches arrived.

The taste was very ordinary, but eating it on the speeding high-speed train, it had a unique flavor.

Cheng Qiuqiu ate very slowly, pausing for a moment every time she moved her chopsticks, as if her mind wasn't entirely on the food.

Her gaze shifted to the window from time to time, as if attracted by the colorful scenery.

The tight jeans outlined her long, straight legs, swaying slightly with her movements, revealing a bit of youthful vitality.

After finishing the box lunch, Cheng Qiuqiu picked up the small bag for trash, stood up, and said softly, "I'm going to throw away the trash." Tang Song reached out to signal he would take it, "Give it to me; it's not convenient for you inside."

Cheng Qiuqiu shook her head, "I'll go to the restroom while I'm at it."

After speaking, she carefully moved outward.

Seeing this, Tang Song tilted his body slightly, trying his best to make room for her.

He leaned against the side of the seat, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over her back.

Her slender waist, plump buttocks, and long, straight beautiful legs were particularly eye-catching wrapped in light-colored jeans. Just as Cheng Qiuqiu had just walked in front of Tang Song, a 5 or 6-year-old boy suddenly rushed over from the aisle quickly, shouting something excitedly.

Cheng Qiuqiu was caught off guard; in her panic to avoid him, she stepped back violently, and as a result, her foot hit Tang Song's outstretched leg, and she seemed to lose her balance, sitting right on his lap.

Tang Song subconsciously reached out to support her waist, his palm touching her soft skin through the thin clothing.

"Ah!" Cheng Qiuqiu let out a low cry, her body instantly tensing.

Gao Mengting quickly supported her arm and asked with concern, "Are you okay, Qiuqiu?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Cheng Qiuqiu stood up quickly, glanced at Tang Song in a panic, said "I'm sorry" in a low voice, and hurried toward the restroom.

Watching her back leave, Tang Song let out a soft breath, a strange heat surging in his heart.

"Bang—"

The restroom door was closed forcefully.

Cheng Qiuqiu took a few deep breaths, feeling her heart beating faster.

Actually, she had had the opportunity to free her hand to grab the back of the front seat to maintain her balance just now.

But for some reason, when she realized the person behind her was Tang Song, her body instinctively gave up struggling and just sat down along with the momentum.

This subconscious reaction made her feel confused and ashamed, and she dared not look directly into her own heart.

"What on earth am I thinking?"

The image of sitting on his lap just now kept appearing in Cheng Qiuqiu's mind, and her fingers unconsciously tightened on the corner of her clothes.

She was dazed for a long while.

Cheng Qiuqiu used the restroom, washed her hands, and pulled open the restroom door.

Immediately after, a tall and vigorous figure appeared in front of her.

She raised her head and saw Liu Liu Jia Yi with a cold expression, staring at her with sharp eyes.

Her body seemed to be permeated with a strong sense of oppression, making her breathing quiet down.

Cheng Qiuqiu turned slightly and whispered, "H—hello."

After speaking, she walked quickly toward her seat.

Seeing Tang Song's gaze, her heart jumped, and she lowered her head in a panic, carefully sitting back in her seat.

Listening to the voices of Gao Mengting and Tang Song in her ears.

Cheng Qiuqiu bit her lower lip hard, and a deep sense of self-reproach and shame enveloped her.

Tang Song was the senior's lover; they met, knew each other, and got together while starting a business.

She felt like a despicable mouse, coveting something that belonged to someone else.

【Cultivating 75%—·】 (Not yet sprouted)

Looking at the jumping numbers above Qiuqiu's head, a strange look flashed in Tang Song's eyes.

It was 72% before getting on the train; just by sitting on his lap, it jumped to 75% in such a short time.

How "dark" is the psychology of this girl who looks cold on the outside!

Terrible!

According to this logic, would it increase even more if he hugged her?

Thinking of this, Tang Song felt a bit eager to try.

8:30 PM.

The train slowly drove into Wushan Railway Station.

"We're here!" Gao Mengting touched Tang Song, her voice soft but full of enthusiasm, "Welcome to my hometown!"

Tang Song said with a serious expression, "Let's go, local snake, we'll rely on you to cover us from now on."

Gao Mengting was directly amused, the corners of her eyes curving into two crescents, and she patted her chest, saying, "No problem!"

Talking and laughing, they walked out of the carriage, and after meeting up with colleagues in the corner of the platform, everyone carried their luggage and walked out of the station.

The cool night breeze blew toward them, carrying a faint salty and damp scent, which made people feel refreshed.

They boarded the waiting tourist bus in an orderly manner, and the bus slowly started, merging into the damp night of Wushan.

Soft music floated in the carriage, and colleagues were discussing excitedly, with laughter ringing in their ears.

About half an hour later.

The bus successfully arrived at the Shangri-La Hotel located in the Harbor District.

The huge glass curtain wall reflected the surrounding lights, making this modern building look exceptionally imposing in the night.

"Look, that's the sea over there!" Gao Mengting gently patted Tang Song's shoulder and pointed into the distance with a smile.

Tang Song looked in the direction of the sound and saw little waves sparkling in the deep darkness through the car window.

Although the sea at night was not clearly visible, the vaguely heard sound of waves and the salty, damp scent in the air were enough to make people feel its vastness and mystery.

Everyone got off the bus one after another and checked in under the guidance of colleagues from the Administration Department.

Except for Tang Song, everyone else was in pairs.

When the last colleague got their room card, Gao Mengting clapped her hands gently, attracting everyone's attention.

"Alright, everyone has worked hard all the way, let's go back to the rooms to rest first. Remember to keep important items like ID cards and tickets safe.

If you want to go out to play, it's best to go in pairs and don't run too far.

If you need help, contact me or colleagues from the Administration Department at any time."

Having said this, her tone suddenly became playful, "A reminder again, remember to get up early tomorrow morning to watch the sunrise!

It's very spectacular, don't sleep in and miss it!"

"Received!" "Okay, Gao Zong!"

Everyone responded one after another, carrying their luggage and walking upstairs, their faces filled with joyful smiles.

As the crowd gradually dispersed.

Tang Song patted Gao Mengting's back and said in a low voice, "Let's go, partner, let's put our luggage up, and then go out for a stroll. Have a drink and look at the sea."

Listening to Tang Song's somewhat ambiguous words, Gao Mengting's face turned slightly red, "We have to get up early tomorrow, why drink?"

She belonged to the type of person with a very poor tolerance for alcohol; a glass of whiskey might make her dizzy.

Coming out for team-building this time, although she and Qiuqiu were in the same room, they were on the same floor.

She was really worried that if she drank too much, she wouldn't be able to control her impulses and would directly pounce on Tang Song.

At that time, she would really have no face to see anyone.

Tang Song smiled, "Coming out for vacation is for fun; it doesn't matter if you drink a little, let's go."

After speaking, he picked up his suitcase and walked toward the elevator first.

The elevator door slowly closed, and the small space suddenly became quiet.

Liu Liu Jia Yi stood in the corner, her gaze calmly watching the floor numbers jump.

Cheng Qiuqiu lowered her head to fiddle with her phone, seemingly deliberately avoiding the interaction between Tang Song and Gao Mengting.

"Ding—" The elevator stopped on the 19th floor.

Liu Liu Jia Yi reached out to block the elevator door, and Tang Song, Gao Mengting, and Cheng Qiuqiu walked out of the elevator one after another.

Looking at the room card and room number.

Gao Mengting giggled, "Then we'll go in first to pack up, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye." Tang Song pushed open the door, inserted the room card, and the lights lit up instantly.

He booked a sea-view balcony room with a large bed, about 45 square meters in size, with a modern yet cozy decoration style.

It is worth mentioning that there was 1 extra-large 2-meter bed, occupying the center of the room, paired with soft white bedding, looking exceptionally comfortable.

Pulling open the curtains and opening the window.

The sea in the night was visible, and the sound of waves came to his ears.

After enjoying the night view for a while, Tang Song checked the time and turned to walk out of the room.

"Knock, knock, knock—" He knocked gently on the door next door.

"Who?" Cheng Qiuqiu's somewhat cold voice sounded.

"It's me."

"Oh—" The door was slowly pulled open, revealing Cheng Qiuqiu's exquisite yet slightly reserved mature face.

She stepped aside and whispered, "Tang Zong."

Tang Song smiled and nodded, walking into the room.

Walking a few steps inside, his gaze fixed on Gao Mengting, who was packing her luggage.

She was sitting sideways on the single bed, and the loose T-shirt she wore on her upper body had been changed into a slim-fitting short T-shirt, which just right outlined her graceful figure.

Her slender waist was slightly exposed, revealing an inadvertent sexiness.

Clean and light makeup, thick and fluffy hair, and a soft, beautiful face.

The soft light spilled onto her, and the whole person exuded a unique atmosphere.

Like Jin Mi Shu, his partner also belonged to the beautiful type of appearance.

Although the two had completely different temperaments, they looked somewhat similar from certain angles.

When they first started their business together, Tang Song would occasionally have this illusion.

Actually, thinking about it carefully, there was really some inexplicable fate; strictly speaking, his first partner was Jin Mi Shu.