Chapter 486

Following Tang Song's calm voice, the atmosphere in the entire private room lightened.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu raised her head, looking at his distinct side profile.

The dim light plated a soft outline on him, his distinct black and white eyes carrying a reassuring steadiness.

All the unease gradually dissipated, and she felt a sense of security she had never felt before.

Immediately after, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu felt the hot palm exerting slight force on her waist, her heart rate accelerating uncontrollably, her full chest heaving slightly.

Her gaze flickered with an indescribable palpitation.

"Tang Zong!" A hoarse voice broke the brief silence.

Qin Qin Fengyu rushed forward while kneeling, but was pressed down by two black-suited men at the same time, unable to move at all.

Xu An beside him let out a low cry, retreated violently toward the sofa corner, lowering his head to look at the ground, his eyes flickering with thick fear,

for fear of being noticed by Tang Song or those black-suited men.

Qin Qin Fengyu's face flushed red as he said in a low voice: "Tang Zong, everything just now was a misunderstanding! I really treat you as a friend; I'll drink that bottle of vodka right now! The filming permit for 'Snow Night First Mist' will be—"

Tang Song turned slightly, raised his hand to interrupt what he was about to say, and walked out with Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu in his arms.

For this kind of second-generation who hung out in the entertainment industry and had such trashy style, he didn't think much of him at all, nor did he feel that the other party had the qualifications to become his friend.

Qin Qin Fengyu stood on the spot, his face turning blue and white.

A violent sense of shame and humiliation surged in his heart; he wanted to say something, but seeing the cold gaze of that female bodyguard, he held it back.

Liu Liu Jiayi withdrew her gaze and followed closely behind Tang Song as he walked out.

Footsteps rang out in the private room, and several black-suited men immediately turned to the side to clear the passage.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu could feel the various gazes cast from the private room.

Approaching the door, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Xu An, who was stunned there with a pale face.

Her pace slowed down slightly.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu bit her lip, wanting to say something, but finally held back.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly and swept his gaze toward Xu An's direction.

Sensing the actions of the two, Qin Qin Fengyu's heart jumped; he stepped forward to pull Xu An's arm, his voice low and urgent: "Xu An, let's go... we should go—"

Xu An's body trembled, and he gritted his teeth, following Qin Qin Fengyu as he moved his steps outward.

Tang Song's right hand exerted slight force, taking Cheng Qiuqiu out.

"Tang Zong." The uniform greeting echoed in the corridor and the private room.

Tang Song's gaze swept over this well-trained security team, a hint of satisfaction in the depths of his eyes.

As expected of a system product, it really is a boutique; everyone is a carefully selected security guard.

"Ta ta—" footsteps rang out in the corridor.

The dim light shone on the floor, stretching the shadows of everyone very long.

The black shadows slowly faded.

Qin Qin Fengyu and Xu An followed tremblingly two meters behind them, not daring to get too close, their gazes occasionally looking back at the private room.

Zheng Ge and the others stood there motionless, their gazes still flickering with fear.

Even if they guessed that the relationship between Qin Qin Fengyu and that Tang Zong was average, they didn't dare to have any impulsive actions.

Anyway, they had already taken photos of Qin Qin Fengyu; this account would be settled sooner or later, it was just a matter of time.

The brightly lit first-floor bar lobby.

Whispered discussions rippled like water, and everyone's gaze followed them, carrying curiosity and awe.

Some guessed in low voices, some took out their phones to secretly film, but more people just watched silently, not daring to make any sound.

Tang Song's pace was steady and composed, silently feeling Cheng Qiuqiu's exquisite waist, his mood quite smooth.

Walking out of the restaurant gate, the cool night breeze blew toward them, mixed with the salty and damp scent unique to the sea.

The moonlight shone on the sparkling sea, shining like shattered silver.

The winding road in the distance extended along the coastline into the endless night.

On the spacious and clean road by the sea, a black and gold two-tone Bentley Mulsanne stood quietly, its headlights flickering slightly.

Beside it, several Mercedes G-Wagons, Land Rovers, and other off-road vehicles lay dormant neatly, all black, each one carrying a sense of dignity and power.

Liu Liu Jiayi walked a few steps quickly, nimbly pulling open the rear door, her movements clean and neat, without any dragging or water.

Tang Song let go of Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's thin waist, his tone gentle: "Get in the car, QQ."

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu nodded dazed, and sat into the car carefully.

The leather seats were soft and comfortable, and the air was filled with a faint high-end perfume scent, making her feel somewhat constrained.

"Boom—" The roar of the engine spread through the night street.

Accompanied by the sound of doors closing one after another.

The bright headlights illuminated the entire road.

Soon, under the "escort" of several off-road vehicles, the Bentley Mulsanne started smoothly and drove into the night.

At the same time, Qin Qin Fengyu and Xu An hurriedly squeezed into a taxi parked on the side of the road.

"Go to Zhonghao Hotel!" Qin Qin Fengyu shouted, then slumped into the seat, breathing heavily, looking at the departing motorcade with complex and low eyes.

His shirt and hair were soaked by the wine, and being blown by the wind, his whole body was cold, but it also made him sober up a bit.

Xu An licked his dry lips, and the buzzing in his ears gradually faded.

Tang Song's figure holding Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu kept appearing in his mind, his face ugly, but his eyes carried an unconcealable fear.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu was his high school classmate, and also his former white moonlight. Originally, he felt that with his current achievements and momentum, he could win the beauty sooner or later.

Who would have thought that a Tang Song would pop out.

He hadn't taken it seriously before, but only after meeting this time did he discover that the other party's background was very large.

This level of security, and the motorcade composed of so many luxury cars, clearly wasn't an ordinary person.

Even those first or second-tier celebrities didn't have such a big aura.

Waiting until the shadow of the motorcade completely disappeared into the night, the taxi started slowly.

"Damn!" Qin Qin Fengyu cursed in a low voice, his fists clenching until they creaked.

He turned his head and glanced at Xu An beside him, his tone carrying a hint of gloom: "You're really something, Xu An! Hehe."

Xu An shook all over, a look of panic appearing on his face: "Brother Yu, you saw the situation just now, I—"

"Shut up! Go to hell!" Qin Qin Fengyu roared, and backhanded a slap on his head.

Although this slap wasn't heavy, it was full of humiliation.

Xu An was stunned, a flash of humiliation in his eyes, but more of it was fear.

He knew he absolutely couldn't talk back at this moment, so he could only lower his head, letting Qin Qin Fengyu vent his anger.

"Sorry, Brother Yu."

Qin Qin Fengyu glared at him coldly and didn't say anything more.

Tonight's matter wasn't over; that Zheng Ge had his photos in his hands, and now he was a small celebrity, and also a signed artist of Qianmo Media.

Whether for himself or the company's reputation, he had to settle this matter.

It was a pity that Tang Song refused to help; otherwise, just one word from him just now, those people would definitely have obediently deleted the photos.

Inside the quiet carriage.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu sat in the back row, her hands folded on her knees, her face having already returned to coldness.

Tang Song turned slightly, his gaze falling on the top of her head.

The original progress prompt had disappeared, replaced by a tender seedling that had just sprouted.

In the pitch-black carriage, it was like a firefly, emitting a verdant faint light.

Star-like dots fell on her hair, somewhat hazy and dreamy, also making her whole person look colder.

Noticing Tang Song's gaze, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's hands couldn't help but grip tightly, and she turned her head to look at the hazy and blurred night scene outside the window.

She tried hard to calm her heartbeat, trying to use it to cover up the palpitation in her heart, but a blush quietly climbed onto her cheeks, no matter what, it wouldn't go down.

A hint of ambiguity unconsciously lingered in the air.

"What do you want to eat?" Tang Song's voice carried a hint of a smile.

"Anything is fine; actually, I ate quite a bit tonight, and what I had just now is enough; I'm not hungry anymore, let's just go back."

"But I'm not full; how about you accompany me to eat something?"

"Hmm." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu nodded, her voice very light, very light.

Tang Song smiled and said to Liu Liu Jiayi in the driver's seat: "Xiao Qi, go directly to the riverside road next to the Shangri-La Hotel; there's a food stall there that's not bad."

"Okay, Tang Zong!"

Tang Song looked at Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu: "Colleagues said that the fried instant noodles and lamb skewers at that food stall are particularly delicious; let's go and try them."

"Hmm."

Tang Song smiled, his gaze falling on the top of her head again, a flash of thought in his eyes.

The growth speed and number of flowers of the 【Dream Flower Seed】 depend on the energy provided by the "cultivator" Cheng Qiuqiu, as well as her desire to feed back to him.

In other words, the more thoroughly Cheng Qiuqiu's heart is healed, and the greater her favor for him, the more he gets.

You must know that every flower increases his enlightenment value by 1 point.

This is a very precious reward.

For him, the current Cheng Qiuqiu is a treasure girl who must be "cared for" and "watered" with heart.

Thinking of this, Tang Song's mouth curled into a bright smile.

Turning slightly, he opened the small car refrigerator in the back row, took out a bottle of Evian, unscrewed the cap, and handed it over: "Your lips look a bit dry, drink some water."

"Tha—thank you." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned, hurriedly reaching out with both hands to take it.

"Gudu—gudu—"

The cool mineral water surged into her throat, making her mood completely settle down.

Tang Song took the mineral water from her hand, put it to his own mouth, and took a sip.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's mouth opened slightly, her eyelashes trembling violently, her heartbeat ringing in her ears; this was a feeling she had never had before.

About twenty minutes later.

The Bentley Mulsanne stopped at a food stall on the riverside road.

The two got off the car and walked toward the store.

"Watch the steps." Tang Song reminded, naturally holding Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's cold and soft hand.

"Uh!" Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu let out a low cry, subconsciously pulling her hand, but it didn't work.

"What's wrong?" Tang Song asked knowingly, looking at her with a mischievous gaze.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu hurriedly lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "No... nothing."

Feeling the temperature coming from his palm, her face gradually flushed red, her heart beat faster, and her mind was a mess.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time she had held hands with a boy.

She had never imagined before that it would be this kind of feeling.

The two walked through the bustling crowd and sat down at a small table in the corner outside.

Around them, smoke was curling, and voices were loud.

Neon lights flickered with colorful light, and the grease from the grill dripped onto the charcoal, making a sizzling sound, accompanied by the fragrance wafting toward them.

The two sat down directly at a small table in the corner outside.

Tang Song took the menu and ordered fried instant noodles, skewers, two glasses of draft beer, and a small dish of side dishes.

After waiting for a while, the draft beer and side dishes were served directly.

"Ding—" A crisp glass collision sound rang out, and the two clinked glasses.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu took a small sip, secretly raising her head to look at Tang Song under the light, a burst of inexplicable warmth surging in her heart.

For some reason, since walking out of the private room, her heart had been unable to suppress her yearning for Tang Song.

As if she could get the sense of security and warmth she longed for from him.

Although she was cold on the surface, she was indeed a very timid person.

When she was a child, teachers or her mother scolding her loudly could scare her to the point of not being able to sleep.

She often had nightmares, was afraid of all kinds of insects, and every time there was thunder and lightning, she would be scared into hiding in her quilt.

Trying to ride a motorcycle and developing it into a hobby.

One reason was a drama Su Yu once acted in, where she was a cool motorcycle girl.

On the other hand, it was also hoping to use this method to make herself more independent and braver.

Not long after, the food was served on the table one after another.

Golden and tender meat skewers, salty and fragrant fried instant noodles, refreshing side dishes, made Tang Song's appetite open instantly.

With his current physique, his food intake was basically twice what it used to be.

Looking at the somewhat shy Cheng Qiuqiu opposite, Tang Song smiled and handed over the meat skewers: "Try it, the taste is really good."

"Thank you." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu took the lamb skewer and took a bite, then suddenly opened her mouth: "Tang Zong, thank you for today's matter, but regarding the matter of us going to the filming site to livestream, I should be unable to help; I'm sorry."

Originally, she wanted to use her connections to help Tang Song and Senior Sister, but she didn't expect to cause trouble in the end.

If it weren't for Senior Sister having her period today, they would have been in the private room, and who knows what would have happened.

She felt both lingering fear and guilt in her heart.

"It's okay, this isn't your fault." Tang Song shook the lamb skewer in his hand, his tone relaxed.

"But—I had already agreed, and as a result—"

"Alright, let's not talk about this topic tonight." Tang Song shook his head and picked up the draft beer again.

After clinking glasses, he started chatting with her about gossip regarding Su Yu.

Talking about her idol, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu seemed to have become a different person, the coldness on her face instantly thawing, carrying a liveliness that a girl of this age should have.

In her eyes, Tang Song was also a die-hard fan of Su Yu, and he even used connections to get quite a few daily photos of Su Yu.

This was also one of the reasons why she first had a good impression of him.

Night deepened, and the evening breeze blew gently.

The conversation between the two became increasingly speculative, and a real and charming smile appeared on Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's face.

The tender seedling of the 【Dream Flower Seed】 swayed slightly, and the verdant faint light became a bit brighter in the darkness.

In the middle, because of carelessness, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu knocked over the tray, and the meat skewers and chili powder scattered on the table.

Looking at Tang Song's serious and meticulous cleaning, as well as his constant comfort.

Her gaze was somewhat dazed.

She felt that his appearance at this moment was like a gentle friend, or even more like a—lover in a love story?

As soon as this thought popped up, she quickly suppressed it, lowering her head, fearing that the other party would notice her thoughts.

Just at this moment.

"Ding wei wei—" A phone ringtone suddenly rang out.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu returned to her senses, looked at the phone screen, the expression on her face froze, and her gaze instantly dimmed.

【Senior Sister Gao Mengting】

Answering the phone, Senior Sister's gentle voice quickly came from the receiver: "Hello, Cheng Qiuqiu, is everything okay on your side?"

"Yes, everything is fine, I'm with Tang Zong."

"That's good, I'm quite worried about you; remember to drink less alcohol; if you're afraid at night, you can let other colleagues come to accompany you."

"Hmm, I know, Senior Sister."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu bit her lips tightly, and the expression on her face returned to indifference.

"It's all cleaned up, I ordered some more skewers, let's continue." Tang Song walked over with a new tray,

on which were various skewers.

"Hmm, thank you, Tang Zong."

"Why be so polite, I already said just call me by my name."

Tang Song smiled and didn't return to his seat, but sat down directly beside Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu.

The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, their breathing audible, exceptionally intimate.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu trembled, bit her lower lip hard, and suddenly stood up.

"What's wrong?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows, sensing the other party's abnormality.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu gripped her fist nervously, left her seat, sat opposite Tang Song, and lowered her gaze.

After a long time, she finally raised her head, her lips moving: "I... I have an illness."

"Ah?" Tang Song widened his eyes: "What do you mean? You're sick?"

(O_O)?

This designer friend suddenly coming out with this directly confused him.

"That's not what I meant." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu pinched her thigh hard with her hand under the table, her tone calm yet carrying a hint of suppression: "I'm not used to intimate contact with the opposite sex; I feel very uncomfortable both physically and psychologically."

"Uh—" Tang Song was speechless for a moment, completely not expecting the topic to turn in this direction.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu took a deep breath and continued: "I am asexual, meaning I won't have the impulse to date or have deep contact with boys, and I don't have any fantasies in that regard. So I'm not used to being too close to men; I hope Tang Zong can forgive me."

Tang Song's eyes twitched.

Good guy! Cheng QQ! You are beating around the bush saying I'm sexually harassing you!

Am I that kind of person?!

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes, her voice so low it could barely be heard: "Sorry, it's my personal habit issue; I hope Tang Zong, you don't mind."

"It's okay, I understand." Tang Song frowned slightly, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Then have you seen a doctor?"

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's throat moved, her voice sounding slightly hoarse: "Hmm, the doctor said—it's very hard to cure."

After speaking, her face turned slightly pale.

Her psychology indeed had a very big problem, serious enough to have an impact on her body.

In this regard, she was very inferior and knew that she probably couldn't reach the final step with the opposite sex.

Therefore, she had never thought about finding a boyfriend, getting married, or having children in the future.

In fact, for so many years, the first time she had a physiological reaction was when she was riding with Tang Song, but it was only a tiny bit of reaction.

But Tang Song was Senior Sister's boyfriend.

Her own flaws combined with the other party's status made her not dare to have any thoughts.

Rather than struggling in the future, it was better to cut off these thoughts directly.

Anyway, a person like her wasn't suitable for dating.

Tang Song exhaled and said softly: "QQ, I always feel like you're hiding a lot of things in your heart; this might also be related to your illness. How about chatting with me? You should learn to release pressure and not keep everything in your heart."

He vaguely guessed that this might be the reason why 【Dream Flower Seed】 chose her.

This kind of illness is usually caused by psychological reasons, and he was very curious about what Cheng Qiuqiu had experienced in the past.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu shook her head and said in a low voice: "I... I'm fine, thank you for Tang Zong's concern."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, sensing her resistance and closure.

In this situation, with Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's personality, asking further would only be counterproductive.

Just at this moment—

"Hello, Tang Song!" A fresh and pleasant voice suddenly came from beside them.

The two turned their heads at the same time.

They saw a hot-bodied woman walking straight to their table.

A mask and bangs covered her features, and her hair was dyed red and blue at the ends, appearing exceptionally flamboyant.

Her skin was fair, her body proportions were very coordinated, her curves were beautiful, and she had a standard manga figure.

Even without seeing her face, one could feel that she was absolutely a great beauty.

Her temperament was unique and full of magnetism, as if she came with her own attraction, making people unable to help but look a few more times.

Looking at the woman in front of him, a name immediately popped into Tang Song's mind.

Bei Bei Yuwei.

Immediately after, his eyebrows twitched, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Today's Bei Bei Yuwei was wearing a slim-fit casual shirt, a straight skirt, and black silk stockings; the overall look was simple yet full of high-end feel—a very standard "Director Jin outfit."

Her demeanor had been carefully modified, and every move revealed a deliberately created professional charm, as if she were playing the role of Secretary Jin.

"What? Forgot about me?" Bei Bei Yuwei blinked, bent over, and sat down elegantly beside him, just occupying the seat Cheng Qiuqiu had just left, leaning intimately against Tang Song.

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's gaze went dull, and she lowered her head, trying hard to hide her emotions.

Tang Song curled his lips, his tone relaxed: "Of course not, Xiao Bei."

"Then do you welcome me? Did I disturb you two?" Bei Bei Yuwei smiled, her gaze carrying a hint of teasing as she swept over the distance between the two.

Tang Song chuckled: "Of course I welcome you; you came at just the right time!"

He had originally been thinking about how to handle the matter of He He Yiyi's livestream, but he didn't expect the other party to deliver herself to his door!

Hearing this, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu opposite him had her gaze condense, and a burst of indescribable loss surged in her chest.

Bei Bei Yuwei instantly beamed with joy, affectionately bumped him with her shoulder, looked at Cheng Qiuqiu opposite, and asked tentatively: "Is this beautiful lady your girlfriend?"

Tang Song shook his head: "No, she's a colleague from our company, and also a good friend of mine."

"Oh, oh, beautiful young lady. Hello, I'm Beibei; you can just call me Xiao Bei, I'm very happy to meet you."

"Hello, I'm Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu managed to squeeze out a smile.

Bei Bei Yuwei seemed to sense Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's abnormality, and a smile floated in her eyes.

She picked up the draft beer in front of Tang Song, took off the mask from below to reveal her partially visible lip line, took a small sip, and put it back.

"Alright, you're cleared!" Bei Bei Yuwei's revealed eyes blinked gently, carrying a hint of ambiguity and provocation.