Chapter 534: Lin Mu, you really are just a pretty face!

Inside the office, time seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

The sunlight from outside the window spilled in through the glass, stretching and intertwining the two shadows, making them appear exceptionally clear.

Qiuqiu could clearly feel Tang Song's warm breath brushing against her cheek, carrying a faint, fresh scent.

She froze in place, her fingers unconsciously tightening on the hem of his suit jacket.

A slight yet impossible-to-ignore tremor erupted from the depths of her soul, spreading rapidly through her entire body like an electric current, and a layer of fine goosebumps rose on the surface of her skin.

Tang Song's scent surrounded her, familiar and reassuring, making her feel an unprecedented sense of security and warmth.

Just like when she used to stay by her grandmother's side.

This moment was both blurry and clear, both chaotic and beautiful.

It was like stepping on the boundary line between a dream and reality.

Immediately after, Qiuqiu's eyes widened abruptly.

The suction and envelopment transmitted from her lips broke the brief blankness in her mind.

Every nerve ending was awakened, becoming abnormally sensitive.

Tang Song's lips were soft and warm, carrying just the right amount of moisture, gently sucking on her lower lip.

Every single time, it made her whole body tremble.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The sound of her heartbeat exploded in her eardrums like thunder, the rhythm so fast it almost felt like it would break through her chest.

Due to psychological and physiological issues, this was her first time having such close contact with a male, and also her first kiss in life.

There was no repulsion or disgust as she had imagined, nor was there fear or discomfort.

There was more happiness and intoxication.

Sensing her tacit consent, Tang Song's movements became increasingly bold.

His lips increased in pressure, his right hand sliding gently up her back, finally stopping at her slender waist.

Due to years of practicing yoga and cycling, Qiuqiu's waistline was smooth and firm, and the tactile sensation was excellent.

When Tang Song's palm pressed against it, he could feel the strength and resilience hidden beneath that thin layer of muscle, while not losing the softness and elasticity unique to a woman.

What fascinated him most was that every time he changed the angle of the kiss, Qiuqiu would tremble slightly, like a startled little deer.

This green, inexperienced reaction made this kiss exceptionally wonderful, like tasting a camellia flower that had just bloomed, clear and sweet with a slight astringency.

A first kiss is just this pure and palpitating.

About half a minute passed.

Qiuqiu's breathing became increasingly disordered, and her complexion began to flush red.

Her cheeks were suffused with an unnatural flush, and her chest heaved violently; clearly, she, experiencing her first kiss, was being overwhelmed.

"Hoo... hoo..."

She pushed Tang Song away abruptly, panting heavily, her eyes unfocused and bewildered.

As her reason gradually returned, a wave of intense shame instantly swept over her.

A crimson flush spread from her earlobes all the way to her collarbone, and she retreated a few steps in a fluster, nearly tripping over her own feet.

Her pupils trembled slightly, and she covered her burning face with both hands, as if even she herself couldn't believe what had just happened.

"Th-this, what is going on... how could—"

"Tang Zong, I really didn't mean it like that."

"I know I was wrong... please don't be angry."

"I just... just had a momentary lapse in judgment, I really didn't have any other thoughts..."

She stammered to herself in Sichuan dialect, her mind a mess, not even knowing what she was saying.

The more she wanted to explain, the more she felt like a pervert.

She had clearly sworn that she was asexual, that she wouldn't have those kinds of thoughts about men, and didn't hope to have any close intimate contact with him.

Yet now, she had taken the initiative to kiss her senior's boyfriend.

This sense of immorality made her wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

What am I doing? Why can't I control myself?

What will Tang Song think of me?

What if the senior finds out?

The 【Dream Flower Seed】 above her head swayed gently at this moment, casting down a lustrous halo of light.

"Calm down, Qiuqiu." Tang Song's voice was gentle and steady, carrying a reassuring power.

Qiuqiu slowly lowered her hands, but averted her gaze in a panic the moment she met his eyes.

But strangely, as long as she looked into his eyes, those panicked emotions would miraculously calm down.

There was no disgust or surprise in his gaze as she had expected, only a calm that bordered on indulgence, as if he had long anticipated all of this.

"I'm sorry... I was just too excited." Qiuqiu pursed her moist lips, looking at the signed photo in her hand. "Thank you, Tang Zong, for the surprise. I... I'll go back and continue working now."

Just as she turned, her wrist was gently caught.

Tang Song stood in front of her again. "Qiuqiu, I remember you said you were asexual, right? That you aren't used to intimate contact with the opposite sex, and that you feel very uncomfortable both physically and psychologically."

This sentence made Qiuqiu feel utterly ashamed.

She opened her mouth, struggling to explain: "I don't know why it's like this either, but I didn't lie to you."

"I believe you." Tang Song looked at this sexy and cold designer, his gaze soft and focused. "Is there a possibility that your condition is improving? Or rather, that contact with me is helping you?"

Hearing this, Qiuqiu was stunned and looked at him again. "It seems so."

Although she had said those words at the time to take the initiative to distance herself from Tang Song and avoid hurting her senior, it wasn't a lie either.

She rarely experienced physiological reactions, and the biggest one was when she was cycling with Tang Song.

For her, he was indeed very special.

Especially recently, she couldn't help but want to communicate with him and get close to him.

This was an unprecedented impulse.

Tang Song continued: "Qiuqiu, we are good friends, right?"

"Yes." Her voice was very low.

"As a friend, I naturally hope you get better and better, so if it helps you return to normal, I don't mind, and I am very willing to help you."

As he spoke, Tang Song shamelessly leaned in and gently wrapped his arm around her waist.

His movements were casual, yet controlled with a sense of proportion, neither making the other person feel pressured nor lacking in intimacy.

Today, he was no longer the young man who would be shy just by making eye contact with a beautician, or stiffen up just by hugging a partner.

He was already a warm man with rich experience and outstanding emotional intelligence.

"Th-this..."

Qiuqiu's eyes widened, her breathing rapid, her towering D-cup trembling from nervousness.

The air still held the scent of their intertwined breath, so ambiguous that her whole body felt hot and her limbs weak.

"Are you uncomfortable like this?" Tang Song asked with concern, his gaze focused on the changes in her expression.

Qiuqiu shook her head, her voice as thin as a thread: "N-no..."

Tang Song lowered his head and suddenly kissed her fair cheek. "Then how about this?"

"It's... it's okay." Qiuqiu's brain gradually lost the ability to think, and she could only respond mechanically.

Tang Song took a deep breath, his nasal cavity filled with a cold, clear, and fragrant scent.

This was the unique scent belonging to her, like the morning dew of early winter, pure and refreshing. His palm slowly roamed along the curves of her waist, feeling the beautiful arc, his mood incomparably smooth.

At the very beginning, when he encountered this female cyclist at the Huayun Center, her coldness and sexiness left a deep impression on him.

Later, because of some small conflicts and her cold attitude, the two sides also had friction.

Then came Su Yu's support, cycling, joining Songmei Apparel, team building, and dream therapy. Their relationship in reality was not very intimate, and Qiuqiu had always been cold and distant.

The reason he was "crossing the line" in this way now was not just for the 【Dream Flower Seed】 to bloom and bear fruit, and to harvest 【Charm +1】.

What fascinated him most was the process of breaking through her icy shell step by step; this feeling made him unable to stop.

Just as his palm was about to slide toward a more dangerous area, Qiuqiu suddenly broke free as if awakened.

"N-no, you can't..." Her voice carried a tremor.

"It's okay." Tang Song calmly withdrew his hand, a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. "Then we'll take it slow; we can start with basic intimate contact."

Qiuqiu's earlobes were red as blood, and it took her a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Th-then can you not tell the senior—"

"Of course." Tang Song blinked. "This is a little secret between us."

Qiuqiu turned her face away in a panic. "I should go back; I still have work to finish."

"At noon, I'm going to eat Japanese food with Mengting and Yiyi; you should come along too. I looked at the visual identification system you made, and it far exceeded my expectations. We can just have a small meeting to discuss the next execution."

"Okay." A thick look of joy flashed in Qiuqiu's eyes.

Working hard to get Tang Song's recognition made her feel incomparably happy.

"By the way." Tang Song suddenly remembered something. "The weather is getting cooler now; call Lingling, and the three of us will go cycling together. It's a pity you didn't come last time."

Hearing his words, Qiuqiu's expression instantly tightened. She pursed her lips and explained in a low voice: "Brother Junfeng, who was with me last time, is a friend from my neighbor's house; he was looking for me because he wanted to give me things from my hometown."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it; this kind of explanation was simply trying to cover up the truth.

"I see." Tang Song nodded gently, a hint of a smile flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"Bye-bye."

Qiuqiu looked up at Tang Song, turned around, and walked away quickly.

"Bang—"

Walking out of the office door.

Qiuqiu walked forward along the corridor with her head down, her cheeks red and hot, the corners of her mouth uncontrollably lifting into a tiny arc.

After returning to her workstation, she mechanically lit up the computer screen.

Her gaze looked at the signed photo of Su Yu in her hand, her fingers stroking the message from Su Yu.

In her mind, she recalled the first kiss just now over and over again.

Joy gradually drowned her.

This secret pleasure made her both ashamed and fascinated, like Eve who had stolen the forbidden fruit.

3:00 PM.

Tang Yi Precision Yancheng Branch, Consumer Electronics Division.

In the HRBD office.

Tian Jing sat quietly at her workstation, wearing a professional beige suit, a small section of her fair and slender calves exposed beneath the hem of her skirt.

She was both capable as a workplace woman and carried a bit of a young girl's lightness.

The sunlight spilled onto the desk through the floor-to-ceiling windows, setting her off and making her appear exceptionally sweet and well-behaved.

Her posture was serious, her hands placed on the keyboard, her gaze focused on the screen, as if she were processing an important document.

However, when one got closer, they would discover that a corner of the computer screen was minimized into a player window.

Inside, an anime with exquisite visuals and shy plot points was playing.

She was wearing a pair of pointed high heels, and the slender heels tapped lightly on the ground with her happy mood, emitting a crisp "da-da" sound, like a low-key yet elegant serenade.

Whenever she saw an exciting part, her fingertips would quickly tap the screenshot key, and then she would skillfully send it to her "good sister" Xu Qing.

Attaching a sentence: "Qingqing, this part is great! Do you want to act it out together? Should we call Tang Song too?"

Xu Qing's reply was usually a series of angry emoji packs, plus a sentence "Xiao Jing! That's enough!", and then she would quickly go offline and play dead.

The main problem was that the anime Tian Jing found all had special attributes.

Tian Jing was used to this, but she enjoyed it.

Now she was somewhat glad that she had "jumped ship" to Tang Yi Precision.

Although she was separated from some old colleagues she had good relationships with, this place was simply her paradise for slacking off.

As the HRBP (Human Resources Business Partner) of the Consumer Electronics Division, she was responsible for the human resources management of the entire division, managing more than a dozen HR staff under her, and her authority was shockingly large.

Moreover, Tang Yi Precision Yancheng's company was the largest branch in the North China region, with over 12,000 employees, a top-tier tax contributor.

Her position was much more awesome than it looked, and she also possessed greater authority and influence than ordinary managers.

Above her was the HRD, who was also the company's Vice President of Human Resources, belonging to a member of the core management layer.

It could be said that her position was already close to the mid-to-high-level management level.

She also possessed an independent office.

However, she did not tell her father, Tian Chengye, about these things.

She only casually mentioned that she was an ordinary HRBD, responsible for helping Smile Holdings monitor personnel information.

She knew her father's personality too well; if he knew her daughter's current position was so important, he would definitely force her to "go further."

He might even directly intervene in her career planning.

And she didn't want to be urged again, much less let her father know.

Her current status largely benefited from the secret support of Shangguan Qiuya.

Thinking of this, Tian Jing's gaze flickered slightly.

Recently, her father seemed to have encountered quite a few troublesome things, the pressure was great, and the risk of asset shrinkage was getting larger and larger.

Although she pretended to be unaware on the surface, she knew better than anyone in her heart,

If the Tian family really collapsed, her status in Tang Song's heart would also be affected.

And the best candidate who could help her father was Shangguan Qiuya.

The other party's relationship with Tang Song was somewhat unclear, and she was exceptionally caring toward her.

Tian Jing planned that after a while, when she had her promotion party, she would invite Shangguan Qiuya to attend.

By then, Tang Song and her father would both come, and she would take the opportunity of her birthday to ask Shangguan Qiuya for help.

It could also be considered officially introducing Tang Song to her parents.

With a big Buddha like Shangguan Qiuya present, her father would definitely be well-behaved, and Tang Song would also receive the best treatment.

Even the credit for helping her father could be transferred from Shangguan Qiuya to her own boyfriend.

Directly solving the family problems that might exist in the future.

Actually, if it weren't for her father falling into such a big crisis.

She wouldn't want to ask Shangguan Qiuya for help at all; the other party was her heavyweight "love rival."

Just at this moment, a message popped up in the bottom right corner of the computer, interrupting her train of thought.

【Song: "Xiao Jing, are you free this Saturday? How about we go shopping and eat together?"】

Seeing the content of the message, Xiao Jing's eyebrows instantly curved, and her heartbeat accelerated slightly.

She quickly typed a reply: "Really? I'm so looking forward to going on a date with you!"

【Song: "Of course it's true. Also, I've prepared a set of clothes for you; I'll send it to you in the next two days. Is it okay to wear it when we go on our date?"】

Xiao Jing was so excited she almost jumped off her chair, her fingertips quickly tapping the keyboard: "Okay! I'll listen to you!"

Her mind had already started to run wild.

This was the first time Tang Song had sent her clothes, and it was proposed at the time of their date.

So what kind of clothes would he have prepared for her?

Was it an ordinary date outfit, or some kind of special clothing?

For example—a style convenient for punishment? *Out? * **?

(OwO)!

Thinking of this, her cheeks began to heat up, and her legs couldn't help but rub against each other lightly.

She typed: "Song, I want to see your hands, can you send me a photo?"

A few seconds later, a photo popped up.

Xiao Jing hurriedly clicked to view and zoom in; her cold white skin was dyed with a layer of faint blush.

Speaking of which, she hadn't confessed her mistakes to Tang Song for several days.

This time, what reason should she use?

Xiao Jing's eyes rolled around, and a cunning smile rose on the corner of her mouth, looking just like a magical girl in an anime planning a drama.

Actually, the biggest mistake was, of course, NTR.

But she wouldn't use this way to provoke her beloved boyfriend.

However... changing her train of thought wasn't impossible.

For example, that Lin Mu she met at the bar a few days ago had been trying to get close to her on WeChat recently.

She had even been beating around the bush to find out her preferences and daily schedule.

Tian Jing narrowed her eyes, and some classic scenes from anime surfaced in her mind.

Lin Mu was sexy and hot, with a noble status and full of aggression, yet she was so attentive and enthusiastic toward her.

It was obviously a lesbian attribute awakening! Just like Ran-Yamao in "Citrus." Lin Mu obviously wanted to conquer her, and she could just happen to use this point.

Over the next two days, she planned to have a good chat with Lin Mu and be a little ambiguous.

Then confess this matter to Brother Tang Song during their date and let him see the chat history.

At that time, she would definitely receive unprecedented punishment.

Ah! Just thinking about it makes me...

Xiao Jing twisted her body excitedly, her hands couldn't help but place themselves on her thighs.

Muttering to herself: "Sumimasen, Tang Song-sama..." Just as she was immersed in her fantasy.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

A message popped up.

【Shen Yu Yan: "Xiao Jing, you're not busy right now, are you? I have something I want to chat with you about."】

Xiao Jing pursed her lips and replied: "I'm fine, what's the matter?"

【Shen Yu Yan: "I heard from Qingqing that you and Tang Song were in the same company before, right? I am also an alumnus of Tang Song's; he was very low-key in college. I am super curious about what he was like at Jinxiu Yamao; can you tell me about it?"】

Xiao Jing raised her eyebrows, her gaze flickering.

How come this Shen Yu Yan was just like Lin Mu, every time she came to chat, she was probing for information.

However, considering she was Xu Qing's best friend, she possessed a certain value for winning over, and she was also very good-looking, so Xiao Jing's impression of her wasn't bad.

She simply put down her small actions and started typing to chat with her.

Arriving at a new company, without many familiar friends, and work hadn't started to progress yet, she was actually a bit lonely.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be watching short videos and harassing Xu Qing.

This kind of communication was not a bad way to pass the time.

Youjie Housekeeping, General Manager's Office.

The atmosphere appeared somewhat oppressive and low.

Shen Yu Yan sat behind the desk, her hands folded on the desktop, her posture elegant.

A slim-fit OL suit paired with silk stockings outlined her beautiful figure.

Li Meixia had a trace of worry between her brows, while Wang Ning appeared somewhat restless.

"I have already explained the situation clearly to you both." Shen Yu Yan's voice was calm and firm. "The gambling agreement was lost, and I and Gongying Technology have completely fallen out. Next, they will definitely find ways to target Youjie Housekeeping. The company must shrink its front line and cancel those stores about to open in other cities."

Hearing this, Li Meixia's brows locked, and she couldn't help but speak up: "Shen Yu Yan, is there really no other way? We can find Senior Ren to talk again..."

Shen Yu Yan waved her hand to interrupt her words, her movements clean and neat, her tone without a trace of hesitation: "There is no room for turning back. I will officially resign from Youjie Housekeeping; Meixia, from now on, you will serve as the company's General Manager."

"I'm afraid... I can't do it." Li Meixia shook her head, her whole person looking loose and slack.

She had self-knowledge.

Although she had always been responsible for the housekeeping business and was two years older than Shen Yu Yan, in terms of ability, vision, and decisiveness, she knew she was far inferior to the other party.

Wang Ning, beside her, opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something.

Shen Yu Yan said directly: "Don't have too much pressure; relying on the existing business, we can still operate normally. If we hold on through this period, there will be a turning point. Wang Ning, regarding the integration of our application and AI, you continue to push forward."

She was just "changing her allegiance" and becoming Tang Song's assistant; in the future, she would inevitably appear in everyone's sight with a higher-profile identity.

Youjie Housekeeping was her glory and past; if possible, she still wanted to let it be preserved and develop and grow in the future.

However, Wang Ning did not respond immediately.

Seeing his reaction, Shen Yu Yan raised her brows slightly. "What? Are there any difficulties?"

Wang Ning finally spoke after a moment of silence: "Shen Yu Yan, Meixia, that... I... I plan to go to the Imperial Capital to develop."

Hearing this, Li Meixia was shocked. "This! Why are you leaving too?"

Shen Yu Yan's gaze toward him changed slightly, vaguely guessing something.

With her intelligence, Wang Ning couldn't hide his emotions from her at all.

Wang Ning's throat rolled, and his gaze dodged. "I'm already 27 years old this year; I want to take advantage of being young to get in touch with the most cutting-edge technology. Otherwise, staying in Yancheng all the time, I feel my vision is too limited."

Li Meixia grabbed his arm and started to persuade him.

Their early team of 5 people, excluding the rarely appearing Feng Shaoyuan, was 4 people.

Now that the other three had all left, leaving only her, she naturally felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Shen Yu Yan stared at him for a long time and suddenly said: "You are going to Gongying Technology, right? Wang Ning."

Her voice had no emotion, but carried a thick sense of oppression.

Sweat gradually seeped from Wang Ning's forehead, and his expression became somewhat panicked.

Struggling for a moment, Wang Ning finally nodded. "Senior Ren has indeed invited me many times; Gongying Technology has the opportunity to go public in the future and is embracing the two outlets of artificial intelligence and big data. I happen to be a computer major, so I want to go and try."

"Are you sure?" Shen Yu Yan's voice remained calm.

Wang Ning gritted his teeth and answered with a stiff scalp: "Sure!"

As a class monitor during his college days, he had always been smooth and sophisticated, with good intelligence and emotional intelligence.

Initially choosing to join Youjie Housekeeping was because he believed in the abilities and connections of Shen Yu Yan and Zhang Tianqi, believing that this company could successfully take off.

In that case, participating in the startup, he might be able to achieve financial freedom.

However, now, Feng Shaoyuan had left, Zhang Tianqi had left, the financing had failed, and even Shen Yu Yan was about to leave.

Facing such a mess, he naturally wouldn't waste any more time.

Moreover, the conditions offered by Ren Yuanyuan were extremely tempting: core department team leader level, monthly salary of 20,000+, and stock option incentives.

More importantly, Gongying Technology was about to go public, which meant he even had the opportunity to become a high-level executive of a listed company.

Hearing his answer, Li Meixia still wanted to persuade him a few more words, but was directly interrupted by Shen Yu Yan.

She stood up, took a document from the side, and threw it on the table with a "slap": "This is the resignation application form and the supplementary terms of the non-compete agreement; after you fill it out, hand it to me."

Wang Ning looked at this fresh and beautiful school flower, took the materials, and nodded silently.

He had once fantasized about winning the beauty's heart through entrepreneurship, but reality made him understand that his future was far more important than these illusory dreams.

1

Watching the two leave the office.

Shen Yu Yan withdrew her gaze, the ruthlessness in her eyes flashing and disappearing.

Wang Ning's move was undoubtedly a betrayal and a stab in the back.

As the head of the technical department, he belonged to the core team members.

His resignation happened to trigger a link in the repurchase clause.

Moreover, according to the news he received from alumni like Lu Ziyuan, Wang Ning and Tang Song had a very bad relationship in college.

Since that was the case, don't blame her for not being sentimental.

"Hehe."

Shen Yu Yan sneered, picked up her phone, and looked back at the chat interface with Tian Jing.

Muttering to herself: "Chen Yunteng... Du Shaokai..."

Immediately, she sat up straight, opened the computer, and started to get busy.

First, using the alumni group and industry group chats, she collected detailed information on Du Shaokai:

Then she contacted headhunter friends, asking them to retrieve Chen Yunteng's resume records.

Yancheng was not big.

As a former Top 500 HR, Shen Yu Yan possessed rich connections and powerful information-gathering capabilities in the local human resources field.

This was also the reason why she wanted to befriend Zheng Qiudong before.

In a sense, this leader in the human resources field was also one of her target idols.

She investigated these two people under the pretext of "high-salary poaching," and the surface work was done flawlessly.

As for the real purpose, it was also very simple.

According to Tian Jing, these two had "bullied" Tang Song during their time at Jinxiu Yamao.

And Tang Song hadn't really retaliated against them.

Perhaps he was magnanimous, or perhaps he was simply too lazy to waste time on ants.

But Shen Yu Yan was different.

Some things, as his assistant, she was very happy to do on his behalf.

When the time was ripe, she would "inadvertently" let Tang Song bump into the miserable state of those two.

Let him suddenly realize that someone had been silently clearing the gravel from his path.

Let him realize who was the one who could truly do things for him.

Thinking of this, Shen Yu Yan suddenly chuckled out loud.

Lin Mu, oh Lin Mu! You really are just a pretty face!

Occupying the position closest to him, yet thinking every day about how to show off and brush up on her presence.

It's truly ridiculous.

"Your position will be mine sooner or later."

Shen Yu Yan leaned back slightly, her slender legs intertwined, her black silk stockings shining with a cold luster under the light.

Her eyes narrowed, like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.