Chapter 555

October 22, 2023, Sunday, sunny, 10~25C.

6:30 AM, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

The thin morning light spilled in obliquely through the gap in the curtains.

The room was quiet, with only the occasional car horn outside the window and the shallow breathing inside the house.

Tang Song slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually clearing.

His fingers moved, and he immediately touched a piece of smooth, warm, and delicate skin.

Beside him, Gao Mengting let out a low "hum," low and ethereal, very pleasant to hear.

Tang Song turned over and saw his partner lying on her side.

Her face was buried between his arm and the pillow, a strand of hair hanging by her eyelashes, her breathing warm and steady.

The quilt slipped slightly, revealing the hickey marks on her collarbone and shoulders.

Like clusters of red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, quietly blooming.

Tang Song lowered his head and also saw the hickey marks on his own body.

He let out a soft breath, feeling an inexplicable flutter for a moment.

Gao Mengting had always given him the image of being elegant, gentle, calm, and firm.

He had known her for so long and had never seen her lose her temper; even when she was very unhappy, she would only complain a few times and quickly return to normal.

He didn't expect her to be so crazy, like a flame igniting the autumn night.

Just talking about that impulsive energy, it was even more intense than Wen Ruan's.

At the beginning, he was completely passive, feeling like he was being reversed.

Of course, Tang Song could probably understand.

Gao Mengting was the type of idealistic woman who pursued resonance of the soul and the realization of self-worth in career, friendship, and love.

When she chose to take this step.

For her, it wasn't just physical closeness, but an opening and trust from the depths of her soul.

She didn't hide or retreat, attacking him like a "female warrior."

The arc of her hair falling, the restraint of biting her lower lip, the tears in the corners of her eyes in the moment of distraction—body and heart combined, spirit and flesh intertwined.

Tang Song could perceive her fiery soul.

Of course, the ideal was plump, but the reality was skinny.

The result was that Gao Mengting was no match for him at all.

Basically: twenty minutes of foreshadowing, five minutes of the main feature.

It is worth mentioning that his partner is worthy of being the most sensitive girl he has ever come into contact with; it was really too interesting and too exciting.

From a boy's perspective, it was really full of a sense of achievement.

However, Tang Song was a cheater after all, and had experienced so many endurance enhancements.

Naturally, he couldn't be satisfied.

But since it was the first time, he would let her go for now.

Thinking of this, Tang Song's lips curled upward.

The phone that had been casually thrown to the side vibrated, the screen lit up, and the daily smile reward had arrived.

Gao Mengting's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

In the dim light and shadow, the two looked at each other.

"Awake?" Tang Song's voice was gentle.

Gao Mengting looked at him, said nothing, just suddenly leaned over and kissed his lips lightly.

Her kiss, although inexperienced, was exceptionally serious.

The soft body under the quilt pressed onto him,

Their gazes intertwined, like a soul-synchronizing kiss.

Tang Song's fingers gently rubbed her hair, looking at her emotionally rich eyes, his heart feeling as if it had been gently stirred by something.

He could feel the other party's deep love, not mixed with any impurities.

Fiery and straightforward.

Their lips separated.

Gao Mengting lay on him, her chin resting on his chest, her thick brown hair hanging down.

"Tang Song—?" Her voice still carried some sleepiness, slightly hoarse, yet exceptionally soft and pleasant.

"Mm, I'm here."

"Do you love me?" Gao Mengting asked.

"Of course, I love you. Last night, you made me say it at least 10 times."

"Hehe, alright, I don't remember it being that many times, but I still want to hear it."

"I love you."

"Tell me about your feelings last night, okay?" Gao Mengting leaned closer.

"Uh—how should I say this."

"Start from the beginning, tell me bit by bit, tell me the details."

"That's not good, right?"

Gao Mengting's hand slowly moved downward, "Tell me, I want to hear."

"Hiss—" Tang Song took a breath, the first time he knew that his partner actually had this kind of hobby?!

He had never seen any girl who would take the initiative to ask the other party to describe their feelings during ML before. He coughed lightly, trying to change the subject: "Then you say it first."

"Mm." Gao Mengting blinked, looked into his eyes, and whispered: "At the beginning, every time you kissed me, you would—"

Gentle words flowed in his ears.

She began to tell the story in detail, her tone calm yet delicate, her words gorgeous yet not pretentious.

She talked about her nervousness, longing, and investment, describing in detail the psychological changes brought about by every subtle touch.

She even said a lot of "dirty" words.

Tang Song was dumbfounded, greatly shocked!

He had never thought that this usually elegant and intellectual partner could say such straightforward and moving sentences.

It was much more exciting than Xu Qing's doujinshi!

Tang Song was so excited that his blood was boiling.

Alright, partner! You asked for this!

"Oops!" Gao Mengting exclaimed, the world spinning.

A little past 7:00 AM.

Tang Song changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

Looking up, he saw Qiuqiu sitting in the living room.

She was wearing a dark-colored autumn long-sleeved shirt and pants, a sporty casual outfit that outlined her tall and sexy figure just right.

Her orange-brown long hair was draped casually over her shoulders, emitting a gentle luster in the morning light.

Her skin was fair, and her temperament was cold, carrying a bit of deliberately restrained awkwardness.

Like a camellia blooming quietly, hiding thoughts that no one knew.

Hearing the footsteps and the sound of the door opening at the entrance, she stood up abruptly, her eyes flustered, her fingers twisting her cuffs helplessly.

"Tang Song, good morning."

Tang Song waved his hand, smiling warmly: "Morning, Qiuqiu. Have you eaten?"

"Not—not yet." Qiuqiu bit her lower lip and whispered, "I didn't know what you and senior sister wanted to eat,

So I didn't dare to make it."

Tang Song walked to the center of the living room, glanced at the rising morning sun outside the window, and smiled: "Mengting is still sleeping, the weather is nice today. How about we go out to eat? How about Roujiamo? We can bring one back for her by the way."

"Okay." Qiuqiu nodded hurriedly, her face a bit red.

She turned and walked quickly back to the bedroom, threw on a coat at random, came out again, stood next to Tang Song, and followed him downstairs obediently.

Although her eyes were looking ahead, her peripheral vision was filled with his figure.

Last night, in the rental house, while senior sister was right beside them, he had taken the initiative to kiss her.

And even said "no one will leave you behind."

The lethality and sense of security this sentence had for her were indescribable.

Being "left behind" by important people had always been her deepest fear.

It was also because her emotional fluctuations were too great that she woke up a little past five.

Tossing and turning in bed, her heart beating faster and faster, she really wanted to see him and say good morning to him.

So she sat on the sofa in the living room.

Just waited blankly for nearly two hours.

She didn't know what she was looking forward to, maybe just wanting a little more time to spend with him.

After all, just being by his side made her feel very safe.

"Ding—"

The elevator stopped slowly on the first floor.

Walking out of the unit door.

The autumn sun rushed toward them.

The withered sycamore leaves made a fine, crisp sound under their feet, "crackle, crackle."

Qiuqiu didn't say a word, but always walked beside Tang Song, following his pace, deliberately keeping her shadow very close.

Her gaze would always quietly drift toward him, stay for a moment, and then quickly withdraw.

A weekend morning.

On the road, you could occasionally see old people walking dogs, young people jogging, and neighbors carrying soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks—this was a residential complex with a rich atmosphere of life, and also the reason why Gao Mengting chose this place.

Walking through it, it was ordinary yet warm.

Tang Song glanced at the "aloof" female designer beside him who was lowering her head, and suddenly said: "Qiuqiu."

"Yes!" She looked up reflexively, bumping right into his eyebrows and eyes that carried a brilliant smile.

The next second.

Tang Song wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, his warm palms pressed lightly against her supple lower abdomen, and lifted her off the ground effortlessly.

Qiuqiu's exclamation was stuck in her throat, she leaned tightly into his arms unexpectedly, her body lifted into the air, her heartbeat like a drum.

Tang Song laughed and hugged her tightly, shaking her lightly like a swing, his movements gentle and a bit playful.

Qiuqiu's slender legs inadvertently swept across the fallen leaves on the side of the road, the withered leaves were lifted, dancing gracefully in the morning light.

The sunlight melted into a warm vortex in Qiuqiu's vision, beautiful and romantic.

As if the whole world bloomed gently for this moment.

On Qiuqiu's face, for the first time, a purely childlike smile appeared.

Above her head, the 【Dream Flower Seed】 stretched quietly, and the second "camellia" quietly sprouted a flower bud.

8:00 AM.

The breakfast stall at the street corner was already bustling, the vendor's hawking, the sizzling sound of the oil pan, and the pedestrians' conversation mixed together.

Turning into a simple and human warmth.

The two sat in front of the simple stall, holding Roujiamo in their hands, with millet porridge, sugar oil cakes, and small pickles in front of them.

Qiuqiu's cold and beautiful cheeks were flushed, she lowered her head and stirred the millet porridge lightly, the spoon making a faint sound in the bowl.

In her mind, the scene of Tang Song shaking her waist just now kept flashing, her heartbeat was chaotic, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, hiding a shy smile.

Tang Song ate unhurriedly, occasionally chatting with Qiuqiu about the weather or the taste of breakfast, his tone relaxed and gentle.

"Ring-a-ling—" The phone on the table began to vibrate.

He lowered his head and glanced at it.

【Luo Bin】

Immediately after, a tissue was handed to his hand.

"Thanks." Tang Song smiled at Qiuqiu, wiped his hands, picked up the phone, and answered the call.

Soon, Luo Bin's steady and powerful voice came from the receiver: "Good morning, President Tang."

"Morning, Luo Bin." Tang Song's tone was relaxed, a bright smile on his face.

Ever since unlocking the 【Role Center】, he had officially obtained the authority for in-depth communication with Luo Bin and Mo Xiang Wan, two top-tier professionals.

As the strongest lawyer and agent endowed by the system, their support would be one of his most important backings in future capital operations and task completion.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few sentences.

Luo Bin went straight to the point: "President Tang, I will arrive in Yancheng this morning. When are you free? Let's meet, mainly to talk about private jets, family office affairs, and Silent Crown."

Tang Song looked at the time and thought for a while: "Then let's make it 2:00 PM, come to Rongliu Investment to find me."

Having just completed the most intimate interaction of his life with Gao Mengting, he wanted to accompany her for a while, otherwise it would be a bit unjustifiable.

Moreover, he also enjoyed discussing those special topics with Gao Mengting, which was relaxed and interesting.

"Alright, understood." Luo Bin responded crisply.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song continued to eat breakfast unhurriedly.

But an inexplicable anticipation surged in the bottom of his heart.

This time the charm value rose to 80, the harvest was extremely rich,

Now, everything finally kicked off, and he was about to step onto a bigger stage—private jets, French manors, Smile Holdings, and the "special advisory seat" of the family office.

This seat was crucial and needed to be finalized as soon as possible.

It needed to be someone truly trustworthy, who fully understood his situation, and also knew some of his roots.

The Tang Jin Family Office was his true "asset matrix," and this seat was the key for him to take over the family office in the future.

In addition, Kate Trust and Tang Jin's capital injection into Rongliu Capital would start immediately,

Ten billion US dollars! This callable cash flow would make Rongliu Capital truly rank among the world-class private equity firms.

It seemed he had to go south as soon as possible.

Rongliu Capital headquarters in Xiangjiang, private jets; the white moonlight in Shencheng; "Zhilian Future" in Yangcheng, and... —Zhang Yan.

Another thing was that the capital injection from Kate Trust and Tang Jin Family Office into Rongliu Capital should start soon.

Thinking of Zhang Yan, Tang Song's heart stalled slightly.

He picked up his phone again, opened QQ, and switched to his alt account.

Clicked into Zhang Yan's chat box.

It was still empty inside.

He found out when he checked in his spare time on Friday night that she hadn't left a message this week, perhaps she was delayed by something.

Used to browsing her recent status and updates every week, this sudden blankness made an inexplicable sense of loss rise in his heart.

Just like the morning mist in autumn, faint yet lingering.

11:00 AM.

Qiaoxi District, Youjie Housekeeping Headquarters.

General Manager's Office.

Inside the General Manager's office, sunlight spilled into the room through the blinds, casting thin light and shadow on the desktop.

"Oops—"

The door was pushed open, Li Meixia walked in quickly, holding a thick stack of materials in her hands, her face carrying unhideable excitement.

"Shen Yu Yan! Everything has been received!"

Shen Yu Yan, who was looking at her phone, hurriedly stood up and greeted her quickly, "Let me see!"

She took the materials, placed them carefully on the desk, and couldn't wait to flip through them page by page.

《Notice of Selection for the Yanzhao Youth Entrepreneurship Support Plan》, 《Enterprise Talent Introduction Subsidy Scheme》, 《Brand Promotion Support Plan》, 《Draft Interest-Subsidized Loan Agreement》...

Every document was stamped with a bright red official seal, emitting a heavy and authoritative atmosphere.

Shen Yu Yan's fingers gently brushed over the paper, her lips curling slightly, but her eyes were a bit red.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the emotional fluctuations in her heart.

Although she had already seen the public announcement information on the official account before, she still couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart when she truly saw these physical objects.

She participated in this selection as the founder of Youjie Housekeeping.

From project declaration, material organization, roadshow preparation, to subsequent on-site inspection and expert review, more than half a year of hard work finally earned this rare honor.

This was also recognition of all her efforts over the past few years, and also the most formal affirmation of her ability.

She originally thought this would be a new starting point,

With this certification, she could promote the company's development more smoothly, and could also demonstrate stronger value in front of Tang Song.

But now—it didn't have much meaning anymore.

Thinking of this, her emotions fell involuntarily.

Pity—it seemed it didn't have much meaning anymore.

She gently closed the file folder, her gaze dimming a bit.

"What's wrong, Shen Yu Yan?" Li Meixia asked with concern.

"Nothing." Shen Yu Yan patted her shoulder, her tone steady: "For the subsequent brand promotion and interest-subsidized loans, you apply according to the process; if there are any problems, inform me in time, and I will find a way."

"Mm, I understand! With this loan, some of the company's crises will be temporarily relieved." Li Meixia paused, wanting to speak but stopping, "By the way, Shen Yu Yan, what are your plans—next?"

Shen Yu Yan had also been away from the company for more than a week.

She admired this classmate and partner who was very capable, emotionally intelligent, and smart.

She also really wanted to know where she was going next, and how to alleviate the crisis of Youjie Housekeeping afterward.

Shen Yu Yan looked out the window, her gaze bright and firm: "Going to Xiangjiang!"

"Ah? Xiangjiang?" Li Meixia was stunned, "Are you going to develop over there?"

Shen Yu Yan smiled, picked up her handbag from the table, and opened it.

She took out a high-end silver business card and handed it over.

Li Meixia took it, her eyes stunned.

【Special Assistant to the Chairman of Rongliu Capital】

"Rongliu Capital?" She muttered, a trace of doubt and shock in her voice.

Shen Yu Yan chuckled, leaned on the desk, and began to narrate in a low voice.

Hearing keywords like "Central Financial Street" and "20 billion US dollars."

Li Meixia was stunned, the expression on her face gradually becoming surprised, complex, and shocked.

They had gone through a long financing process.

Toward capital, they had a subconscious sense of awe and fear.

And now, Shen Yu Yan had actually become the special assistant to the chairman of an international capital firm.

And listening to her description, this company seemed to have a big background, with Kate Trust and Smile Holdings behind it.

It was simply too awesome!

She also finally understood why Shen Yu Yan chose to leave the company at this time.

"So—" Shen Yu Yan looked at her, confidently: "Don't worry, I have a plan for Youjie Housekeeping's affairs; you just need to execute it according to my plan."

The first task arranged by Tang Song had been successfully completed.

Next, waiting for tomorrow when work started, she was ready to take the opportunity of reporting work to propose a long-brewing idea to Tang Song—going to the Xiangjiang headquarters to visit, learn, and get familiar with the executive team.

After all, Tang Song himself was currently stationed in Yancheng, and as a newly appointed assistant, going to the Xiangjiang headquarters, whether from the perspective of job responsibilities or networking expansion, was reasonable.

Moreover, in the previous "Investor Night" event, she met three executives from the Xiangjiang headquarters.

During the banquet, she relied on the privileges granted by Tang Song, as well as her outstanding eloquence and social skills, to quickly narrow the distance with them and establish a preliminary relationship of trust.

Among them, she was closest to Zhang Weiran, the Director of Brand and Public Relations.

And the other party also intended to make friends with her.

These past few days, they had interacted frequently in private, chatting about everything from industry trends to workplace outfits, and then to private travel plans, chatting very happily.

Shen Yu Yan knew clearly that if these relationships were to be long-lasting and solid, she must take the initiative to maintain them. And according to her knowledge, Lin Empress Mu Xue had never been to the Xiangjiang headquarters once, and hadn't even established contact with key figures like Zhang Weiran.

This was exactly her breakthrough point.

Although she understood that Tang Song was the true core figure of the company, pleasing and serving him was the most important link.

But she also knew deeply that her current status was still on the edge, and she couldn't just rely on emotional maintenance to exist.

She let out a breath.

Shen Yu Yan looked at the city skyline in the distance through the glass curtain wall, her gaze complex.

Of course, the main reason was that she felt she couldn't compete with Lin Empress Mu Xue emotionally.

To put it bluntly, she entered the game too late!

If she had been more decisive at the beginning, it would probably be a different scene now.

Noon.

Lanfeng International Hotel, Lanque Western Restaurant, the atmosphere was quiet and elegant.

Lin Empress Mu Xue sat in a semi-open seat in the corner, with a glass of iced sparkling water in front of her.

Wearing a crisp Chanel professional suit, paired with silver high heels, she was capable yet elegant,

Her temperament was steady and exquisite.

The waiter in a suit walked up quickly, bent over and whispered: "President Lin! The guest you invited has arrived!"

Hearing this, Lin Empress Mu Xue stood up immediately, walked slowly out of the seating area, and cast her gaze toward the entrance.

Before long, a familiar figure came into view.

Wearing a Max Mara gray suit, the tailoring was exquisite, holding a leather handbag in her hand.

Every move exuded the charm of capability, elegance, and maturity.

"President Mo, long time no see." Lin Empress Mu Xue took the initiative to greet her and reached out to shake her hand.

"Long time no see, Seeing Xiao Xue." Mo Xiang Wan's voice was gentle, carrying a faint smile.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while and sat opposite each other at the dining table.

Lin Empress Mu Xue handed over the menu, introduced the signature dishes gently, her tone soft, her attitude unhurried.

Mo Xiang Wan smiled, ordered a few dishes at random, and her gaze then fell on Lin Empress Mu Xue opposite her.

This was their third meeting, and compared to the first two times, Lin Empress Mu Xue's changes were impressive.

The first time, at the signing site of Juqing Juqing Hui Jin, she appeared as Zhao Yaqian's "witness," just a small person bluffing.

The second time, in the Magic City, she delivered a pair of glasses to Su Yu on behalf of Tang Song; Mo Xiang Wan only then looked squarely at her existence. And now, she appeared as Tang Song's private assistant; her appearance, posture, and temperament were completely different.

Tang Song's private assistant, this status was not ordinary.

Part of the work used to be handled by Jin Meixiao.

Moreover, it might involve Tang Jin Manor and Tang Jin Family Office in the future.

This was also the main reason she met the other party.

The two chatted about family and work first.

As exquisite dishes were served one after another, Lin Empress Mu Xue also gradually relaxed.

While elegantly wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin, she took the opportunity to steer the topic toward the direction she cared about most.

"President Mo, I heard from Kylie that you ran into each other in Hangzhou?" She said in a relaxed tone, with a hint of a smile,

"What a coincidence."

She had always been concerned about the tasks arranged by Tang Song, and Mo Xiang Wan was undoubtedly one of the shortcuts for her to complete the tasks.

With such a top-tier entertainment company CEO as a guide, many things would become much simpler.

"It was quite a coincidence."

"President Mo, do you have anything to do in Yancheng this time? If you need help, just say it."

Hearing her words, Mo Xiang Wan's lips curled, "I came to Yancheng this time, besides handling some affairs of Tang Zong Entertainment, actually there is something I want to chat with you about."

Lin Empress Mu Xue's heart stirred, and she hurriedly said: "Please speak."

Mo Xiang Wan paused and said slowly: "LVMH Group will hold a social gathering in Xiangjiang recently, inviting influential brand representatives, stars, artists, and other socialites from around the world."

Hearing the keyword "LVMH Group," Lin Empress Mu Xue's heartbeat instantly began to accelerate.

LVMH? That was the world's largest luxury group!

As a professional luxury graduate, how could she not know?

It fully covered the five major fields of the fashion industry, and its brands such as Louis Vuitton, Fendi, Celine, Bvlgari, Tiffany, etc., were famous, ranking 47th in the Forbes Global 2000, with a valuation of over 500 billion US dollars.

Holding an event in Xiangjiang for such an enterprise could definitely be called a feast of the high-end circle.

Most importantly, it happened to be the field she was most interested in!

Good fellow! President Mo, you are really on the right track!

"President Mo, what do you mean?" Lin Empress Mu Xue tried hard to suppress her excitement, her voice trembling. Mo Xiang Wan smiled, opened her handbag, took out an exquisite invitation letter, and pushed it toward her gently.

Lin Empress Mu Xue immediately reached out to take it, and the moment her fingertips touched the paper, her heart skipped a few beats.

【LVMH APAC Elite Circle】

This was a high-end private social circle initiated by LVMH Asia Pacific Headquarters and co-organized by the French Chamber of Commerce in Xiangjiang, with incomparable gold content.

The scene would gather first-line stars, luxury executives, and fashion socialites. Lin Empress Mu Xue took a deep breath, trying to calm the ecstasy in her heart, but her legs were already unconsciously rubbing against each other, and the unhideable excitement was bubbling out from her bones.

If she could go to this gathering, then she would be a real "socialite," and she would have truly stepped onto the international stage!

Imagine herself being in it, taking a few photos at will and posting them to Moments, Xiaohongshu, and Douyin.

Pfft, that vibe would be directly maxed out!

So cool!

"This is the official invitation letter." Mo Xiang Wan smiled and said, "If you are willing, I can arrange for you to attend with several artists from Tang Zong Entertainment. At the same time, I will introduce you to the President of LVMH Asia and recommend you to join their brand advisory group."

Hearing this, Lin Empress Mu Xue was instantly stunned.

LVMH's brand advisory group?!

This was one of the world's top intersections of fashion and capital, gathering core figures from fields such as luxury, art, film, and finance.

Being able to enter this circle meant, for her, a former "fake socialite," that she would truly become a member of that world that was once unreachable.

And she would also have an extra "pass" for social occasions around the world.

Looking at Mo Xiang Wan opposite her, an impulse surged in Lin Empress Mu Xue's heart.

She couldn't wait to rush up and kiss her!

"Thank you, President Mo." Her voice carried unhideable excitement.

Mo Xiang Wan raised her teacup, her tone gentle but irresistible: "Seeing Xiao Xue, don't be so polite, we are very close friends, right?"

"President Mo is right!"

Mo Xiang Wan smiled lightly, her eyes meaningful: "If you don't mind, call me 'Sister Xiang Wan'."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Xiang Wan." Lin Empress Mu Xue picked up her teacup, her movements elegant and solemn.

"Ding~"

The glass cups touched, crisp and pleasant.

The two looked at each other, their smiles gentle but each harboring their own thoughts.

Mo Xiang Wan lowered her head and took a sip of black tea, her lips curling,

First goal, accomplished.

Next, it was the "special advisory seat" of the Tang Jin Family Office.

Wen Ruan, do you want to fight for it?