Chapter 532: Zhang Yan

October 10, 2023, Tuesday.

Modu, Hongqiao Airport.

After successfully completing the boarding procedures, Shen Yu Yan sat in the window seat and raised her wrist to check the time.

【9:50】

There were 20 minutes left before the plane took off.

Looking at the Modu sky outside the window, a faint smile appeared at the corners of her lips.

Recalling the scene when she first arrived in Modu—ambitious, nervous, fearful—yet at this moment, her heart was already filled with boundless ambition.

This game of chess with Win-Win Technology and Wang Yu Bo was undoubtedly the biggest challenge of her life, even more suffocating than failing the college entrance exam back then.

If Tang Song hadn't appeared, if he hadn't reached out to help, then what awaited her would not just be the collapse of her career.

It would be being burdened with debt, legal disputes, and a life that had completely lost hope.

Shen Yu Yan closed her eyes, what if she were really just a pure grassroots entrepreneur?

Facing the crushing of capital, would she eventually bow her head to Wang Yu Bo?

The answer didn't matter.

She only wanted to use a sharp blade to pierce the enemy's heart.

Next, she would withdraw from Youjie Housekeeping, of course, while ensuring that the company would not collapse completely.

After all, there were so many employees in the company, and so many full-time and part-time housekeeping service personnel on the platform. As the general manager, she had her own responsibilities and obligations.

The current Youjie Housekeeping was indeed in a capital chain crisis because they had been expanding branches.

But that was because they had been expanding branches.

As long as they stopped the loss in time, contracted the scope of business, and retreated to the surroundings of Yancheng, they could still maintain normal operations and continue to make profits.

As for the so-called "betting agreement," this was not something that could be implemented in the short term.

Even if Win-Win Technology went all out, it would take at least three or four months to reach the conditions.

If it were before, she might not have been able to resist.

But now it was different.

She was Tang Song's special assistant, a middle-to-high-level manager of Rongliu Capital, with a private equity firm managing tens of billions of assets standing behind her.

Take the "betting agreement" for example, she could completely use the top law firms to fight for more time for Youjie Housekeeping to "tangle."

And during this period, she would thoroughly integrate into Tang Song's circle, contact his partners, familiarize herself with his business map, and become an indispensable member of it.

By then! The resources and connections she mastered would be unimaginable.

Win-Win Technology? Crush it directly!

Thinking of the excitement, Shen Yu Yan's chest heaved violently, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but feel a bit lewd.

She bit her rosy lips, her fingertips tapped the phone screen lightly, and she left a message for Tang Song: "Tang Song, your Lamborghini has been transported to Yancheng, I just boarded the plane, see you in Yancheng (#playful)."

After the message was sent, there was no reply for a long time.

Shen Yu Yan was slightly helpless.

Since they parted the night before last, Tang Song's attitude seemed to have suddenly become cold.

He replied to messages very slowly, said he was busy when she asked him to eat, and didn't even say a word when he was about to leave Modu.

She wasn't sure if this was intentional by the other party, perhaps a kind of hidden "PUA."

But if that were really the case, she would rather believe that this was a way for Tang Song to show he cared about her and wanted to control the situation.

She never minded bowing her head to the strong.

"Respected passengers, welcome to board this flight from Modu to Yancheng—"

A gentle prompt sound came from the broadcast.

Shen Yu Yan put away her phone and fastened her seat belt.

Soon, a huge thrust came from behind, the plane rose slowly, and her line of sight was raised accordingly.

Through the porthole, the outline of Modu's urban area gradually became smaller, the skyscrapers turned into miniature landscapes like a chessboard, and finally disappeared under the thick clouds.

The moment the plane broke through the sea of clouds, the dazzling sunlight rushed toward her, and the golden clouds rolling under her feet were like a boundless ocean.

In the distance, the scorching sun hung in the sky, illuminating the entire cabin transparently and brightly.

Overlooking this magnificent scene, Shen Yu Yan's heart was surging.

Suddenly, she thought of Annie Kate, that strong, elegant, and charismatic top-tier American socialite, financial tycoon, and socialite.

This was the woman with the strongest aura she had ever seen with her own eyes.

Her gaze was burning, and her eyes became more and more firm.

"Sooner or later, I will also stand at that height and overlook everything!"

Annie Kate was her goal!

Suhewan Huaqiaocheng.

In the open kitchen on the first floor.

"Song, I think I've learned my lesson."

"Is that so?"

"Yes!"

Annie's voice no longer had that arrogant and languid tone of the past.

Tang Song opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of soda, and drank it in one gulp.

Annie's chest heaved violently, every breath seeming to struggle to calm the panic in her heart.

Her gaze couldn't help but land on Tang Song's exposed abdominal muscles; those eight distinct muscle lines were like carvings, exuding a healthy luster in the morning light, and one could even see fine beads of sweat slowly sliding down.

Footsteps approached.

Tang Song stood in front of her, looking down at her from above.

"You're really weak."

Annie's body stiffened significantly.

His gaze was scorching and filled with a desire for control, making her feel a tremor.

Annie bit her lip, "Alright, alright, you won, you always win.

Just let me go this time, I need to rest, really.

If you want, you can go find Mo, I think she definitely won't refuse you.

But Su cannot, you have to know, if you really do that, Mira will be jealous to the point of madness, at least you should soothe her first."

The "tall mare" who had reached a dead end began to use others to divert Tang Song's attention.

Originally, she just came to the kitchen to eat some fruit, but she was caught again. Heaven knows how loud her scream was at that time.

Hearing Annie's words, Tang Song's heart couldn't help but jump.

However, he still maintained a strong and cold posture on the surface.

In these two days, he had used two 【Recovery Potions】.

However, the branch task regarding Annie still hadn't been completed.

It was clear that this "top-tier American Alpha" was still stubborn in her bones.

The personality formed from childhood was not something that could be reversed so simply.

This gave him a huge headache.

"You disappoint me too much!"

Tang Song couldn't help but pat her.

"You can't treat me like this! Song, I thought you were a gentleman!"

Annie glared at him fiercely.

Then she turned her head away, trying to retain a bit of dignity.

It was clear that she was a bit broken now.

Seeing the "tall mare" with this expression, Tang Song couldn't help but raise his lips, leaned forward, and kissed her lips.

Annie let out a low hum, obediently wrapping her arms around his neck.

Enjoying Tang Song's first gentle soothing.

The quiet first floor of the villa had only fine sounds.

After a long time, Tang Song stood up and walked toward the stairs.

"I will leave Modu today. Next, we should not see each other for a while, Annie, I hope you have time to recall the two days we spent together."

Looking at his departing back, and the few bloodstains she had scratched on his back.

Annie licked her dry lips, slowly stood up, and placed her hands on the island counter.

Her blonde hair was messy on her forehead, a few wet strands sliding down her cheeks, reflecting her face flushed from being soaked in sweat.

Scenes flashed before her eyes.

This was an almost invincible opponent.

Complex emotions flickered in her sapphire-like eyes—there was unwillingness, fear, and shock, and also hidden excitement.

It was just that these last two days were too "magical" for her.

For her, this was truly a kind of "humiliation," even damaging her personality.

If the other party wasn't Tang Song, if it wasn't for Mira's warning.

She would definitely do some extremely excessive things now.

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3 o'clock in the afternoon.

On the speeding high-speed train.

Inside the luxurious and exquisite business class carriage, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, and the lighting was soft and warm.

Tang Song leaned against the dark red leather seat, his posture straight but not lacking in casualness, the square-framed glasses on his nose adding a bit of handsome elegance to him.

He held a thick copy of "Being and Time" in his hand, his gaze focused, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes smiling faintly at the corners of his lips. For him, this kind of reading during the journey was a rare enjoyment.

Compared to a plane, the business class of a high-speed train was undoubtedly more suitable for immersive learning.

It was quiet and comfortable here, allowing him to temporarily stay away from the hustle and bustle of the outside world and truly calm down to read.

Time ticked away.

A flight attendant in uniform walked to his side and said softly: "Hello sir, this train is expected to arrive at Yancheng Station at 18:57, currently there is 1 hour left before arrival, may I ask if you need to arrange a meal for you now?"

Tang Song raised his head and nodded politely, "Okay, thank you."

After choosing a set meal at will, Tang Song closed the book in his hand and put it back on the folding table next to him.

He stretched his body comfortably.

Outside the window, the sky was dyed with a layer of gorgeous orange-red, clouds floated like silk, and the distant rolling mountains were shrouded in golden afterglow.

After enjoying the scenery for a while, the ordered set meal was delivered.

Tang Song enjoyed the food while picking up his phone to unlock the screen.

Soon, the information in the QQ group came into view.

In the work group of Songmei Apparel, employees were enthusiastically discussing the recent live streaming achievements.

Since He Yiyi and Bei Yuwei were in the same frame for the second time, the live broadcast room ushered in another peak.

Because they were well prepared this time, they could be considered to have caught this wave of traffic steadily.

In the last few days, sales performance had been soaring every day.

Browsing with a smile for a while, and replying to a few messages, Tang Song's heart moved slightly.

Switching to the "April" small account, besides the fan group of 【Qingqing is not full】, there were indeed two unread messages from Zhang Yan.

Tang Song clicked on the chat box, and a somewhat long message appeared on the screen, which she sent 4 days ago.

That was the night of last Friday.

She seemed to have gotten used to leaving messages for this account at this time point.

【Zhang Yan: "Tonight, Lulu and I had a hot pot we had been thinking about, but it was in my rental house.

When I was typing on the keyboard to leave you a message, I could still smell the rich tomato soup base.

Today is the last day of the holiday, very glad that I didn't have to work overtime, I did a lot of meaningful things:

Asked Li Chao to help change the light in the hallway that was sometimes good and sometimes bad (no longer afraid of falling);

At Lulu's instigation, went to take Hanfu photos (it is my favorite clothing from the Tang and Song dynasties, in order to look better, I wore a wig, the photo is attached behind, this is my first time trying such an outfit, finally completed a wish);

Finished reading a book about the customs of the Song Dynasty, liked the passage describing the night market in Bianjing the most: "Lights like day, shadows of people moving" (suddenly felt that the night in Yangcheng might also have a bit of that bustle);

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The orange cat has become rounder, and when it lies on my lap, it is a heavy ball. It has a great appetite now, eating a full bowl of cat food every meal.

Fortunately, I have a job now, and supporting it is no problem.

This reminds me of the second semester of the third year of junior high, at that time you brought walnut milk to school every day, thanks to you, I gained eight pounds in those three months.

I think it must be very happy now.

The autumn in Yangcheng is not as obvious as in the north, but you can still feel a hint of coolness.

It should be colder on your side, right? Pay attention to keeping warm."】

【Zhang Yan: Photo. jpg】

Tang Song read Zhang Yan's message carefully and clicked on the photo.

In the photo, she was wearing an elegant Tang-style dress, standing in front of a circular doorway.

Her hair was gently lifted by the breeze, and the skirt poured down like flowing water.

Like a lady leaning on a railing and looking into the distance in an ancient painting, carrying a quiet beauty that traversed time.

Tang Song's gaze was slightly dazed.

Subconsciously touching the screen with his finger, as if touching the figure standing in the twilight of Yangcheng.

In those suddenly revived memory fragments of 2017 and 2018, her figure also occasionally appeared.

However, even so, this was the first time he had seen Zhang Yan's appearance after 6 years.

Compared to the her in his memory, she had matured a bit.

Of course, she was still as quiet as ever.

The trivial life details she mentioned in the message, such as the aroma of hot pot, changing the light in the hallway, Hanfu photos, and Song Dynasty customs, all made him feel a real and vivid vitality.

It also made him truly realize that this friend from his junior high school period was living somewhere in Yangcheng.

Immediately, his gaze fell again on keywords like "second semester of junior high," "milk," etc.

The gate of memory suddenly opened, and those past events that were almost forgotten emerged again.

At that time, it was close to the high school entrance exam, and his mother, in order to let him supplement his brain, stuffed a bag of walnut milk into his schoolbag every day.

He, who didn't like sweet drinks, always secretly stuffed the milk to his desk mate who only ate one piece of bread at noon.

She refused every time, and then whispered "thank you" with a flushed face.

For a time, Tang Song was full of thoughts.

"Sir, is the set meal not to your taste? Do you need me to help you change to another one?"

The flight attendant's gentle voice pulled Tang Song back to reality.

"No need, thank you."

"Okay, if you need anything, feel free to call me."

Tang Song exhaled, put away his phone, and picked up his chopsticks again.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and sporadic lights lit up in the distant villages, flickering on and off.

The train gradually entered Yancheng.

At the same time, the driver Liu Jiayi's phone call came through.

The first thing Tang Song did when he returned to Yancheng was not to go pet Xiao Xueqiu, but to go straight to Yanjing Tiancheng, take a shower, and change into clean clothes.

No way, when he left the Huaqiaocheng at noon, the "tall mare" was too enthusiastic.

Her perfume scent was like a vine wrapped around him, lingering and not dissipating.

Although Tang Song was a scumbag, he still knew how to take care of his girlfriend's feelings.

Having not seen them for half a month, he also missed his "wings."

Especially Wen Ruan, who teased him online every day, this enchantress was simply too hot! Must punish her severely!

Fortunately, he had just taken the 【Recovery Potion】 this morning before tossing Annie, and now his body was still in peak condition. Thinking of the "divine medicine" he only had 3 left, Tang Song had a headache.

With more and more girlfriends, and more and more people to care about, the inventory was in an emergency!

Everything was packed up.

Tang Song drove the Bentley Continental GT to Shengyuan Jiajing.

On the way, he stopped by a flower shop and carefully selected a bouquet of red tulips.

When the Bentley Continental arrived at the villa's underground parking lot, it was already close to 9 o'clock in the evening.

In order to better manage time and avoid a Shura field.

Tang Song didn't tell anyone else the specific time he returned tonight.

In other words, tonight was a night raid on the big sister.

Thinking of Wen Ruan's expression when she saw him, Tang Song couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Fingerprint unlock, change into slippers.

The living room was lit with warm ambient lights.

Tang Song stepped up the stairs directly to the second floor.

The master bedroom door was ajar, and the sound of a TV show came from inside.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he walked in.

In the bedroom, the projection screen was lowered, and the picture of a costume drama was reflected on the wall.

Wen Ruan was sitting in the lounge area on the sofa.

Her plump thighs, full peach hips, slender waist, and upright and large chest were outlined by the tight fitness suit, depicting perfect alluring curves, making people unable to look away.

Also having a curvy, full, and firm physique, and also loving fitness.

She and the "tall mare" had completely different charms.

Wen Ruan's figure was more inclined to "fleshy," overall presenting a mature and charming sexiness.

In contrast, Annie's figure was more "European and American style," with larger bones, firmer muscle lines, and overall looked like "athletic" sexiness.

Of course, the biggest difference was the temperament.

Unlike the aggressive, cold, and flamboyant "tall mare," the big sister was a typical mature Oriental woman, gentle and delicate.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" A violent vibration sound came.

Tang Song noticed that the big sister was still holding a fascia gun, massaging her thighs.

Perhaps because she had just exercised, there was a layer of flushed red on her face, making her look even more charming and attractive.

The expression on his face instantly became a bit strange.

Before, they were just teasing each other on WeChat, he didn't expect the big sister to be so fierce.

Can only say, worthy of being a great magician!

Tang Song casually put the tulips at the door and approached lightly.

The sound of the TV show covered his footsteps, plus the vibration of the fascia gun, Wen Ruan didn't notice his existence at all. Instead, the ragdoll cat Xiao Xueqiu at her feet raised its head and watched him with sapphire-like eyes.

Xiao Xueqiu didn't puff up or hiss, its eyes full of gentleness and curiosity, clearly a very friendly and close little cat.

Same personality as the orange cat Zhang Yan raised.

The trajectory of the fascia gun gradually moved upward, Wen Ruan shifted her butt and leaned against the sofa back.

"Meow~" Xiao Xueqiu let out a soft cry.

"Little Xiao Xueqiu, don't make trouble, Mommy is a bit busy now."

Wen Ruan's voice was languid and carried a bit of doting, her toes gently tapping the ragdoll cat's belly, but her gaze was still focused on the direction the fascia gun was moving.

"Meow~~ Meow~~"

Tang Song looked at the big sister's focused appearance, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl into a wicked smile.

He took a deep breath, approached silently, and then suddenly hugged her from behind.

Wen Ruan, who had just finished exercising, exuded a thick fragrance and heat.

Caught off guard, she let out a piercing scream: "Ah ah ah!"

Immediately after, smelling the scent on him and seeing that familiar hand, Wen Ruan reacted immediately.

"Ouch! Tang Song! You little bastard, you scared me to death!"

As she spoke, she patted his arm forcefully.

"Why, sister hasn't been waiting for my news? Seeing the real person today, is this how you welcome me?"

Wen Ruan's cheeks flushed, and she smiled: "Who misses you, you haven't been seen for half a month, and you didn't take the initiative to contact me.

I thought you were squeezed dry by the tall mare!"

Although she said that, her body was very honest, leaning toward his arms, her tone revealing excitement she couldn't hide.

"Why did you come back suddenly? And didn't tell me in advance."

"I came to find you first when I returned to Yancheng, just to give you a surprise." Tang Song buried his face in her neck, sniffing hard: "Hmm—sister is still so fragrant."

"Humph, you have a bit of conscience." Wen Ruan let out a light hum, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness.

During their tug-of-war, Tang Song's gaze fell on the fascia gun on her leg.

Wen Ruan's body stiffened!

A blush rose on her face, and she patted his hand forcefully.

"Hey hey hey! I just finished exercising, I'm massaging my muscles! Don't make trouble!"

"My hands are steadier, let me massage you."

"Go away! Ouch! Let go quickly!"

"Meow—" Little Xiao Xueqiu let out a coquettish cry.

"Is this the ragdoll cat Su Yu gave you? What a cute little Xiao Xueqiu, come, let Daddy hold you."

In the conversation between the two, there was a "buzzing" sound, as well as Xiao Xueqiu's meowing.

The entire bedroom instantly became lively.

After a while, the fascia gun ran out of battery, and Tang Song also stopped helping his girlfriend massage her muscles.

Wen Ruan leaned lazily against him, her gaze cast toward the costume drama on the projection screen.

Then she talked about the work meeting this afternoon.

With the help of Tang Yi Precision, the Yanbei Printing Factory officially completed equipment upgrading and digital transformation.

Currently, they were conducting comprehensive technical training for employees.

The entire printing factory was thriving.

Then, Wen Ruan chatted with him excitedly about the changes in her home.

The furniture and appliances in the house were fully upgraded.

Her father was promoted to vice president of the printing factory and planned to buy a new car.

Her mother took a fancy to the pink Lynk & Co 06 she had eliminated and was working hard to get a driver's license.

Her grandmother's health had greatly improved under the treatment of a professional medical team.

Outside the window, the night was getting darker, the lights in the house were dim and yellow, and the air was filled with a sweet atmosphere.

Xiao Xueqiu seemed to feel its owner's good mood, jumped onto the sofa, curled into a ball between the two, and let out a satisfied purr.

Tang Song reached out to touch its soft fur, and then wrapped his arm around Wen Ruan's slender but powerful waist, feeling the warmth and peace of this moment.

After a while.

Wen Ruan gently broke free from his embrace, stood up, stretched, and said lazily and charmingly: "Alright, I'm going to take a shower, you stay here and play with Xiao Xueqiu."

However, as soon as her words fell, her body lost control.

Tang Song picked her up directly, smiling and kissing her lips.

"Let's go, let's wash together, I'll help you scrub your back."

Wen Ruan pursed her lips, a hint of playfulness flashing in her eyes, and reached out to pinch his cheek.

Deliberately teasing: "By the way, little brother, how many times do you owe me? 9 times, right?"

The expression on Tang Song's face instantly stiffened, and his throat rolled.

Trying to change the subject: "This—I don't remember—I just came back from Modu, let's do some serious business."

Wen Ruan let out a charming laugh.

"I heard from President Mo that you visited Su Yu's crew in Modu, right? It seems you two also shot intimate scenes, so—"

Tang Song's goal toward the big sister became strange.

Wen Ruan pressed her fair fingers against his lips.

Leaning into his ear, breathing like an orchid, "You know what to do, right? Sister doesn't have any other thoughts, just want to—"

As she spoke, she laughed until she was trembling.

The whole person exuded an indescribable sense of charm.

Tang Song's lips twitched, not commenting on the big sister's bad taste.

Soon, the bathroom was shrouded in water mist, and the mirror gradually became blurry.

Xiao Xueqiu guarded outside the door, wagging its tail, occasionally letting out a crisp "meow," seemingly curious about what was happening inside.

10:30 PM.

Two crisp system prompt sounds suddenly rang in Tang Song's ears.

"Ding! The durability of the special item 【Magical Little Xiao Yusan】 has returned to 0."

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"Ding! You have triggered the special task 【Self-Cultivation of a Warm Man】, please go to the 【Task Center】 to view it."

Tang Song was stunned.

He didn't expect the item's durability to bottom out again.

He didn't know what kind of task this little umbrella had released this time.

Tang Song leaned against the head of the bed and opened the system interface.

Entering the 【Task Center】, he checked the details of the special task.

【Task Content: Little Xiao Yusan feels physically and mentally exhausted and hopes to receive more care. Please complete the following two challenges within 5 days—Challenge 1: Get the active and sincere first kiss of a beautiful woman;

Challenge 2: Date your 3 funny girlfriends (Seeing Xiao Xue, Sorry Xiao Jing, Xiaoqing) at the same time, let them wear the same style of clothing,

have an "encounter" (car crash), and spend at least 3 hours with you, leaving a deep impression on each other.】

【Task Reward: Durability +40】

【Note: Little Xiao Yusan (≥V≤) laughing wildly!】

After reading the task introduction, Tang Song's eyelids jumped straight.

Damn! I knew you little umbrella weren't anything good!

It's too damn dirty!

The first challenge requires a "first kiss," meaning that none of the girls he has kissed so far count, and he must find a new target.

And the second challenge made Tang Song feel deeply offended.

He was a scumbag, but he also cared very much about his girlfriend's feelings.

This kind of man-made Shura field was simply not human!

And, what is "funny girlfriend"? Little Xiao Yusan, explain it to me clearly!

Seeing Xiao Xue, Sorry Xiao Jing, and Qingqing are clearly all very cute, okay?!

But thinking about it carefully, alright, these three are really a bit "funny."

One Empress Empress Mu Xue, two two-dimensional characters.

If this combination is put together, the painting style shouldn't be too magical. ===== CHAPTER 533 =====