Chapter 477

In the SPA room, the aromatherapy smoke rose.

Wen Ruan stood frozen in place, her gaze fixed on Jin Meixiao sitting there.

Countless images flashed through her mind in an instant.

The cold and beautiful profile close-up on the cover of Time magazine, the title of "Business Goddess" in financial news, the first name on the "World's Most Influential Women" list, and the elegant figure occasionally glimpsed in trending videos.

Those once distant and blurry images finally turned into a real person appearing before her at this moment.

Although she had been mentally prepared many times, the shock in her heart was indescribable after truly seeing her.

Besides the confusion, surprise, and curiosity about her relationship with Tang Song, there was also deep awe.

Excluding the factor of Tang Song, she had no negative emotions toward Jin Meixiao.

After all, for her in the past, the other party was just a star beyond reach, even more hazy and illusory than Su Yu.

But at this moment, because she was truly meeting her because of Tang Song, a feeling of fear was uncontrollably generated in her heart.

In Su Yu's words, Jin Dongshi was the wicked queen in a fairy tale.

She was far from as upright as she appeared on the surface, her scheming was terrifyingly deep, and her methods were extremely ruthless.

Isolating Su Yu's social circle, restricting some of her resources, psychological pressure, and multiple threats and warnings to her, not allowing her to take the initiative to approach Tang Song.

For Wen Ruan, everything else didn't matter; what she was most worried about was the last point.

The two stared at each other quietly for a long time.

Jin Mi Shu didn't show any emotions, just watched her quietly, her gaze as calm as water, yet unfathomable.

Wen Ruan finally gradually came back to her senses, tried hard to suppress the shock and anxiety in her heart, and opened her mouth with difficulty: "Jin Dongshi,

hello."

Her voice trembled slightly, clearly still in the midst of huge waves in her heart.

"Hello, Wen Ruan, please sit." Jin Mi Shu's voice was as pleasant as a clear spring, carrying a kind of irresistible gentleness and certainty.

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, walked to the lounge chair beside her, and sat down slowly.

Jin Mi Shu waved her hand lightly, signaling the female technician to step back, and then slowly sat up straight.

The collar of the bathrobe was slightly open, revealing a section of snow-white collarbone, appearing both elegant and sexy.

The distance between the two was only about one meter.

Wen Ruan's gaze couldn't help but look at the exquisite and beautiful face opposite her; the first impression was—beautiful, really so beautiful.

Judging from her comprehensive temperament and appearance, she was not even worse than Su Yu.

Jin Mi Shu turned her head slightly, her red lips parted slightly: "You should know me, right?"

Wen Ruan took a deep breath, "Of course I know, I heard about Jin Dongshi's deeds a long time ago, and I have always admired you.

It's a huge surprise to be able to meet you here this time."

No matter what, no matter what purpose the other party had, it would never be wrong to say nice things first.

"I'm not referring to this." Jin Mi Shu's tone was still calm, but it carried a hint of profound meaning.

"Uh—" Wen Ruan reacted immediately and said in a low voice: "I've heard Su Yu mention the matter between you and Tang Song, but I don't know the specific details."

"Su Yu." When Jin Mi Shu read this name, a hint of complex emotion flashed in her eyes, "Then what do you think is the relationship between me and Tang Song?"

Wen Ruan's gaze flickered, and after a moment of silence, she tentatively replied: "A couple?"

"A couple—" Jin Mi Shu repeated softly and chuckled: "This answer isn't wrong, but it's not entirely correct either. My relationship with him might be more complex than you imagine."

Wen Ruan's heart jumped violently, she subconsciously tightened her fingers, and her head felt a bit dizzy.

It's actually fucking true!

Jin Meixiao is really Tang Song's woman!

Only until this moment did she finally dare to confirm this absurd and bizarre matter.

First Su Yu, then Liu Qingning, and now another Jin Meixiao.

She was about to go numb, but she would absolutely not give up her bottom line.

If she were to leave Tang Song now, she really felt she would go crazy.

Fortunately, she had great confidence in the feelings between herself and Tang Song; some things couldn't be faked.

Jin Mi Shu suddenly asked: "Wen Ruan, how long have you known Tang Song?"

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Less than half a year."

Jin Mi Shu nodded, "The time isn't long, but it's not short either."

Hearing this, Wen Ruan pursed her lips and said: "Although it's not long, many unforgettable stories have happened between him and me."

"Hmm, I know some of the things between you two."

"Then—Jin Dongshi, how long have you known Tang Song?"

Jin Mi Shu stood up from the lounge chair, the bathrobe swaying slightly with her movements, revealing more delicate, jade-like skin.

She looked down at Wen Ruan, a hint of complex emotion flashing in her eyes: "When I first met him, he was still an 18-year-old boy, and more than 7 years have passed in the blink of an eye.

From 2016 to 2023, he was a very special person, and for me, he is of extraordinary significance.

You have been in contact with Mo Xiang Wan, Luo Bin, and Zheng Qiudong, so you should have had many guesses about him.

What I want to say is that he is far more complex and special than you imagine, and also more outstanding than you imagine."

Wen Ruan listened to her words, and a hint of sourness couldn't help but arise in her heart.

Liu Qingning in high school, Jin Meixiao in college.

The emotions and experiences brewed by time were areas she couldn't reach at the moment.

In the SPA room, the aromatherapy smoke rose.

Wen Ruan stood frozen in place, her gaze fixed on Jin Meixiao sitting there.

Countless images flashed through her mind in an instant.

The cold and beautiful profile close-up on the cover of Time magazine, the title of "Business Goddess" in financial news, the first name on the "World's Most Influential Women" list, and the elegant figure occasionally glimpsed in trending videos.

Those once distant and blurry images finally turned into a real person appearing before her at this moment.

Although she had been mentally prepared many times, the shock in her heart was indescribable after truly seeing her.

Besides the confusion, surprise, and curiosity about her relationship with Tang Song, there was also deep awe.

Excluding the factor of Tang Song, she had no negative emotions toward Jin Meixiao.

After all, for her in the past, the other party was just a star beyond reach, even more hazy and illusory than Su Yu.

But at this moment, because she was truly meeting her because of Tang Song, a feeling of fear was uncontrollably generated in her heart.

In Su Yu's words, Jin Dongshi was the wicked queen in a fairy tale.

She was far from as upright as she appeared on the surface, her scheming was terrifyingly deep, and her methods were extremely ruthless.

Isolating Su Yu's social circle, restricting some of her resources, psychological pressure, and multiple threats and warnings to her, not allowing her to take the initiative to approach Tang Song.

For Wen Ruan, everything else didn't matter; what she was most worried about was the last point.

The two stared at each other quietly for a long time.

Jin Mi Shu didn't show any emotions, just watched her quietly, her gaze as calm as water, yet unfathomable.

Wen Ruan finally gradually came back to her senses, tried hard to suppress the shock and anxiety in her heart, and opened her mouth with difficulty: "Jin Dongshi,

hello."

Her voice trembled slightly, clearly still in the midst of huge waves in her heart.

"Hello, Wen Ruan, please sit." Jin Mi Shu's voice was as pleasant as a clear spring, carrying a kind of irresistible gentleness and certainty.

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, walked to the lounge chair beside her, and sat down slowly.

Jin Mi Shu waved her hand lightly, signaling the female technician to step back, and then slowly sat up straight.

The collar of the bathrobe was slightly open, revealing a section of snow-white collarbone, appearing both elegant and sexy.

The distance between the two was only about one meter.

Wen Ruan's gaze couldn't help but look at the exquisite and beautiful face opposite her; the first impression was—beautiful, really so beautiful.

Judging from her comprehensive temperament and appearance, she was not even worse than Su Yu.

Jin Mi Shu turned her head slightly, her red lips parted slightly: "You should know me, right?"

Wen Ruan took a deep breath, "Of course I know, I heard about Jin Dongshi's deeds a long time ago, and I have always admired you.

It's a huge surprise to be able to meet you here this time."

No matter what, no matter what purpose the other party had, it would never be wrong to say nice things first.

"I'm not referring to this." Jin Mi Shu's tone was still calm, but it carried a hint of profound meaning.

"Uh—" Wen Ruan reacted immediately and said in a low voice: "I've heard Su Yu mention the matter between you and Tang Song, but I don't know the specific details."

"Su Yu." When Jin Mi Shu read this name, a hint of complex emotion flashed in her eyes, "Then what do you think is the relationship between me and Tang Song?"

Wen Ruan's gaze flickered, and after a moment of silence, she tentatively replied: "A couple?"

"A couple—" Jin Mi Shu repeated softly and chuckled: "This answer isn't wrong, but it's not entirely correct either. My relationship with him might be more complex than you imagine."

Wen Ruan's heart jumped violently, she subconsciously tightened her fingers, and her head felt a bit dizzy.

It's actually fucking true!

Jin Meixiao is really Tang Song's woman!

Only until this moment did she finally dare to confirm this absurd and bizarre matter.

First Su Yu, then Liu Qingning, and now another Jin Meixiao.

She was about to go numb, but she would absolutely not give up her bottom line.

If she were to leave Tang Song now, she really felt she would go crazy.

Fortunately, she had great confidence in the feelings between herself and Tang Song; some things couldn't be faked.

Jin Mi Shu suddenly asked: "Wen Ruan, how long have you known Tang Song?"

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Less than half a year."

Jin Mi Shu nodded, "The time isn't long, but it's not short either."

Hearing this, Wen Ruan pursed her lips and said: "Although it's not long, many unforgettable stories have happened between him and me."

"Hmm, I know some of the things between you two."

"Then—Jin Dongshi, how long have you known Tang Song?"

Jin Mi Shu stood up from the lounge chair, the bathrobe swaying slightly with her movements, revealing more delicate, jade-like skin.

She looked down at Wen Ruan, a hint of complex emotion flashing in her eyes: "When I first met him, he was still an 18-year-old boy, and more than 7 years have passed in the blink of an eye.

From 2016 to 2023, he was a very special person, and for me, he is of extraordinary significance.

You have been in contact with Mo Xiang Wan, Luo Bin, and Zheng Qiudong, so you should have had many guesses about him.

What I want to say is that he is far more complex and special than you imagine, and also more outstanding than you imagine."

Wen Ruan listened to her words, and a hint of sourness couldn't help but arise in her heart.

Liu Qingning in high school, Jin Meixiao in college.

The emotions and experiences brewed by time were areas she couldn't reach at the moment.

If possible, she also really wanted to meet him when he was at his most spirited during his youth.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Ruan tried hard to calm herself down: "Jin Dongshi, I know that you and Tang Song might have a very deep bond, I have never tried to replace your position in his heart, I just—hope to be able to stay by his side."

Hearing this, a smile suddenly bloomed on Jin Mi Shu's face, "Hehe, I think you have some misunderstanding about me, or did Su Yu say something bad about me behind my back?"

Wen Ruan was stunned, "This—no—maybe I have some misunderstanding myself, I'm very sorry."

She and Su Yu had a very good relationship, and she subconsciously wanted to help the other party defend herself.

Jin Mi Shu slowly sat back on the lounge chair, her posture elegant and relaxed, and the expression on her face became vivid.

There was not a trace of hostility in her eyes, but rather a hint of faint appreciation and exploration.

"No need to keep using honorifics, just address me as 'you'. I met you today just to chat with you, and it can be considered a formal introduction."

Wen Ruan let out a long sigh of relief, "Okay, thank you, Jin Dongshi."

"No need to be so reserved, this meeting might be a bit rushed, if it disturbed you, I hope you don't mind."

"How could that be, this is my honor."

Jin Mi Shu chuckled, her long, well-proportioned legs crossed gently, and she looked at her with soft eyes: "You must be feeling a bit chaotic right now, let's relax first, we'll chat while we eat later."

After saying this, she pressed the call button by the bed.

Immediately after, the sound of knocking on the door rang out.

Two female technicians lowered their heads and walked in, carrying trays with various supplies on them.

The female technicians first bowed respectfully, then came to the sides of the two respectively.

Wen Ruan followed Jin Mi Shu and lay down on the massage bed.

Taking off the bathrobe, revealing the simple disposable underwear inside.

Wen Ruan hesitated for a moment, looked slightly sideways at Jin Mi Shu not far away, and her eyes trembled.

She's really a fucking BUG! Deserving of being called the "novel heroine" living in the real world.

Although her figure wasn't as exaggerated as hers, it was very well-proportioned, with perfect proportions.

Soft yet full-of-tension curves, just the right sense of fullness.

Especially her skin, it was unbelievably good.

It was a color between white porcelain and honey peach, neither overly pale nor appearing dull, but revealing a healthy transparency, like rose petals covered by the first snow.

It was so delicate that one could hardly see any flaws, it must feel great to touch.

It was hard to imagine that a workaholic like her could maintain herself so well; it could only be said that it was truly a natural gift.

A warm towel was applied to her arm, and the technician Xiao Li dipped her fingertips in an appropriate amount of essential oil and began to massage her.

"Ms. Wen, you can relax a bit more, the effect will be better." Xiao Li's reminder came to her ear.

Wen Ruan responded with an "Hmm" and adjusted her breathing following the technician's rhythm.

The scent of the burning aromatherapy candle mixed with the fragrance of the essential oil, permeating the air.

As the massage deepened, the comfort from the outside in allowed the tension in her body to be released bit by bit.

At some point, Wen Ruan slowly closed her eyes, and her originally chaotic thoughts began to become clear.

She vaguely understood the meaning of Jin Meixiao coming to see her.

This was to show her presence.

She had now begun to come into contact with the core circle around Tang Song, and in the future, she would likely also make achievements in the business field.

As the "official wife" Jin Meixiao, she wanted to establish prestige and status in advance.

She couldn't help but feel a bit strangely amused; she didn't expect that a "goddess" like her would also have such a mindset.

That guy Tang Song is truly a god-like person!

The whole process lasted for more than an hour.

The technicians retreated to the side and respectfully handed over warm wet towels for the two to wipe themselves.

Jin Mi Shu sat up, tidied the collar of her bathrobe, looked at Wen Ruan, and a hint of gentle smile appeared in her eyes: "How do you feel?"

"Very good, thank you." Wen Ruan replied hurriedly, her voice having completely returned to peace.

"It's already noon, let's go have a meal next." Jin Mi Shu stood up and walked toward the door.

Wen Ruan followed closely with light steps.

Returning to the changing room, she changed into her own clothes.

When she came out again, she saw Jin Meixiao who had changed into professional attire.

Silk blouse, paired with a pencil skirt and high heels, standard Jin Dongshi attire, looking exceptionally elegant and fashionable. Jin Mi Shu's gaze swept over Wen Ruan and she signaled to her with a smile.

Taking the elevator directly to the top floor of the club, a carved wooden door slowly opened, and what came into view was a private room decorated luxuriously yet low-key.

After the two sat down, the waiter pushed the door and entered, starting to serve dishes one after another.

Each dish was carefully plated, like paintings presented before them.

Steamed fish head with chopped chili, steamed preserved meat, stir-fried pork with chili...

"I heard you like Hunan cuisine?" Jin Mi Shu looked at her with soft eyes, "This is the head chef I invited from Hunan province, specifically prepared for you, I hope you will like it."

"Hiss—" Wen Ruan said flattered, "Thank you—I mean, thank you for being so thoughtful."

"I said it before, no need to be so polite between us." Jin Mi Shu picked up her chopsticks, elegantly picked up a piece of fish, and handed it to Wen Ruan, "Try it."

Wen Ruan took the bowl, whispered "Thank you," and then lowered her head to taste a bite.

The fish was delicate and smooth, and the sour and spicy taste mixed with the chopped chili instantly bloomed on the tip of her tongue, delicious to the extreme.

Of course, more importantly, this was food Jin Meixiao had picked for her.

There weren't many people in this world who could enjoy this treatment.

"Very delicious, it's the best one I've ever eaten!"

Jin Mi Shu smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this and began to chat with Wen Ruan.

From the inheritance and evolution of Hunan cuisine, to the development trend of the media industry, to the healthy diet concepts popular in the fitness circle recently—her knowledge was astonishingly broad, she could talk freely about any topic, and it was clear, logical, and dense, every sentence as pleasant and moving as if it had been carved.

Of course, she wasn't just outputting unilaterally; whenever Wen Ruan expressed her own views, Jin Mi Shu could always respond quickly and give an appropriate response.

This way of communication not only narrowed the distance between the two but also made Wen Ruan feel an unprecedented sense of comfort.

She even had the illusion that Jin Meixiao was a very intimate friend of hers, the kind who knew her hobbies, social life, and work very well.

As the meal neared its end.

The waiter brought a few fresh and exquisite desserts.

Wen Ruan cut a small piece of lotus paste cake and put it on Jin Mi Shu's plate.

Jin Mi Shu tasted a bite, and a charming smile appeared on her face, "Thank you."

"Dong dong dong—" The private room door was knocked lightly.

"Enter."

Immediately after, Shangguan Qiuya, wearing a women's suit, walked in, "Jin Dongshi, Ms. Wen Ruan."

Jin Mi Shu waved her hand, and Shangguan Qiuya walked quickly to Wen Ruan's side and placed the folder in her hand in front of her.

Wen Ruan was stunned, "This is—"

Jin Mi Shu put down her chopsticks, "Today is our first meeting, I've prepared some gifts for you, which can also be considered as coordinating with Tang Song's plan for you, you can take a look first."

Wen Ruan let out a light breath, flipped through the folder in front of her, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

A monthly commentary seat in the "Digital Marketing" column, which allowed her to output her marketing views at will, helping her make a name for herself in the industry.

In mid-October, Fortune magazine would interview her and customize a "CEO Special" distributed globally.

Wen Ruan licked her lips, her mood somewhat excited.

Tang Song had indeed said before that her main task next was to actively expand high-end connections and circles and gain a certain degree of popularity in the industry.

When people are alive, no one can escape the two words "fame and fortune."

She had struggled in the media field for so many years, it was impossible to say she didn't have any ideas.

Originally she thought about taking it slow, but Jin Dongshi was going to give her a cheat code.

Flipping to the last few pages, a black gold card appeared before her eyes, and below it was an introduction about it.

Her English was very good, and she quickly understood what this was.

A credit card customized jointly by Kate Private Bank and AmeCenturion (American Express).

Looking at the note 【No spending limit】 below, her face gradually flushed red.

She naturally understood the meaning of this sentence; based on the current credit assessment, there was basically no spending limit for the cardholder.

Of course, the bank would conduct a comprehensive assessment based on factors such as the cardholder's credit status and asset strength to set a risk control limit.

When the spending amount exceeded this risk control limit, operations such as identity verification were generally required.

Wen Ruan raised her head to look at Jin Mi Shu opposite her, "Jin Dongshi, this credit card is—"

"Oh." Jin Mi Shu smiled calmly, "It's bound to my private account, you don't have to worry about repayment,

it's just to make it convenient for your global travel and business trips later."

Wen Ruan's breathing stalled, and her voice couldn't help but carry a tremor, "This—this is inappropriate, I can't take it."

She closed the folder, put it away, and sat there obediently, but her brain was a mess.

A card customized from Jin Meixiao's private account, the credit limit must be sky-high!

In other words, even if she wanted to buy a private jet, she could swipe it.

This is fucking unbelievable!!

Incomprehensible!

Compared to Tang Song and Su Yu, this Jin Dongshi is more like she wants to keep her as a mistress!

Jin Mi Shu said in a gentle tone: "I don't have any malicious intent, Tang Song knows about this, and he won't blame you."

"That's not the reason." Wen Ruan shook her head hard, her expression serious: "I really can't take this, you might have some misunderstanding about me."

Wen Ruan took a deep breath and continued: "Regarding my feelings for Tang Song, I am sincere. I accepted the family trust of Juqing Juqing Hui Jin because I wanted to let my parents rest assured, let them know that even if I don't get married, I can still have perfect protection in the future,

and have the ability to let them spend their later years in peace.

I haven't touched a single cent of the trust dividends until now. My salary and benefits are enough to support me in living the life I like, and I am very satisfied.

Thank you for your kindness, Jin Dongshi, but I really can't accept this card."

Jin Mi Shu stared at her for a long time, a bright smile appeared on her face, and a look of appreciation flashed in her eyes: "Then forget it, I'll keep this card for now, we'll talk about it later. But you should understand what I mean, I have no malicious intent toward you,

I hope to find a very good way to get along with you in the future."

"I understand." Wen Ruan nodded, and the heart that had been hanging finally relaxed completely.

This contact was much smoother than she had imagined.

This Jin Dongshi was also not as terrifying as Su Yu described, but rather exceptionally friendly and interesting.

Shangguan Qiuya took the folder and turned to walk out of the private room.

The two chatted for a while longer.

Jin Mi Shu's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and she suddenly opened her mouth: "Actually, I have another very important matter to discuss with you today when I see you."

"What matter?" Wen Ruan's heart shook, she immediately sat up straight, her face somewhat nervous.

Being able to make Jin Dongshi say "very important matter," it must be an incredible big deal!

"Wen Ruan, I know your physical condition is very good, and you often exercise, and you are in the peak period of female desire, but—" Jin Mi Shu leaned forward slightly, her red lips pursed, her expression serious and earnest: "Excessive 'indulgence' is a huge consumption and burden for Tang Song. I don't want him to reach the point of needing medicine at a young age, and I am also very worried about his physical condition."

Wen Ruan's face instantly flushed red, her eyes widened, and her expression was full of disbelief.

Heaven have mercy! She was truly more wronged than Dou E!

At the very beginning, she did think about getting him, making him unable to have the heart or strength for other women.

But later she discovered that the dog man was simply a pervert, tossing her back and forth every time, making her say all kinds of trash talk and do all kinds of lewd things.

As a result, the next morning, she was so sore that she couldn't even get out of bed, while Tang Song was full of energy and wanted to drag her for a morning exercise, if the back didn't work, then the front.

Now she was actually being told she was "draining" him?

Is there still justice? Is there still law?

Even if you are Jin Meixiao, you can't wrong people like this!

"Jin Dongshi, I think you have a huge misunderstanding about him!" Wen Ruan's tone couldn't help but rise a bit, her tone carrying a hint of grievance and dissatisfaction.

Jin Mi Shu frowned slightly, "Oh? What do you mean?"

"We are all adults, some things are better said directly. Tang Song is not what you think in that regard, he is very—very powerful, and getting more and more fierce—sometimes I can't satisfy him at all."

Then, Wen Ruan lowered her voice and said some little secrets between the sheets, focusing on complaining about Tang Song's special fetishes.

In her view, Jin Meixiao and she could be considered "one of our own," she often complained about these things with her best friends, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Of course, the main reason was that she, Zhuangzhuang, had carried too many black pots.

This one, she absolutely wouldn't carry!

"This—" Jin Mi Shu's eyelids trembled, her mouth opened slightly, revealing her pink lips and tongue, and white, neat teeth, appearing somewhat cute.

Wen Ruan stammered and added a few more sentences, and finally simply spread her hands and summarized directly: "In short, you'll know once you try."

Hearing her words, Jin Mi Shu's body trembled slightly.

A pink blush spread rapidly on her face, soon covering her cheeks, earlobes, and neck.

She lowered her head slightly and took a sip of tea.

When she raised her head again, her face had returned to normal.

"Hmm, I was just reminding you." Jin Mi Shu's lips curled into a faint smile, appearing as if she knew it all.

2 PM.

Wen Ruan and Jin Mi Shu shook hands and said goodbye to each other.

After this exchange, the relationship between the two had clearly narrowed a lot.

When leaving the club, Shangguan Qiuya personally sent her out.

Along the way, the two didn't have much to say, until the moment of parting, Shangguan Qiuya suddenly stopped.

She said with a serious expression: "Wen Ruan, there is one thing I hope you know, Jin Dongshi is actually different toward you.

For example, these contracts and the credit black card, you are the first, and you are treated the best, even Liu Qingning didn't enjoy such courtesy.

Regarding what happened to you at Guangying Media before, Jin Dongshi was very angry at the time, and also let Jingwu Capital contact Guangying Media,

originally planning to solve all problems for you.

It was just that later Miss Su Yu suddenly intervened, disrupting Jin Dongshi's arrangements."

Wen Ruan was stunned, and a complex emotion surged in her heart, "I understand, thank you, Assistant Shangguan."

Shangguan Qiuya nodded, "Hmm, drive carefully on the road, if you have any trouble or problems in the future, you can contact me directly, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Watching the Audi RS6 disappear at the corner of the street.

A meaningful smile appeared on Shangguan Qiuya's face.

She didn't have much contact with Wen Ruan, but she could also see her character.

Very opinionated, and very measured. Although she looked straightforward, she actually knew how to weigh the pros and cons very well.

She believed the other party would make the right choice.

Returning to the club, Shangguan Qiuya walked to the door of the private room, raised her hand to knock on the door, and then walked in.

"Jin Dongshi, Wen Ruan has already left."

Jin Mi Shu responded with an absent-minded "Hmm," leaning lazily on the sofa, her eyes narrowed slightly.

For her, the biggest shock today was knowing some of Tang Song's special fetishes.

For example, he actually slaps butts when having sex? And forces Wen Ruan to call him "Daddy"?

This completely overturned her cognition of Tang Song.

And she didn't know if it hurt when he slapped?

Shangguan Qiuya watched the "goddess" in front of her quietly, her eyes full of reverence and longing.

At this very moment, Jin Dongshi was in a leisurely state, as if all the disturbances in the world couldn't disturb her.

That elegance and nobility exuded from the inside out was simply the goal every woman longed for.

Just at this moment, Jin Dongshi's slightly serious voice suddenly rang in her ear: "Shangguan."

"Here!"

"Help me prepare a few sets of relatively special clothes."

Shangguan Qiuya blinked, somewhat confused, "Special clothes? You mean—"

"Lingerie."

"Ah!" Shangguan Qiuya widened her eyes, almost unable to control her expression.

"Do you have any opinions?" Jin Mi Shu raised an eyebrow and looked at her, a hint of warning in her eyes.

"No, no!"