Chapter 604: Oh no! Sister Qingqing is going to turn bad!

The music on the dance floor was still drifting.

Zhou Qiming, Zhang Zhang Chunjie, and others chatted respectfully with Tang Song for a few more sentences, then left with the team on the grounds of "not disturbing Chairman Tang and his friends' interest."

Wu Wu Siqi and Li Li Jingrong stood there blankly, their brains still a mess.

They could clearly feel that there were countless curious, probing, and even somewhat awe-filled gazes glancing at them intentionally or unintentionally.

Especially Wu Wu Siqi, who caught a glimpse of her usually stern new media supervisor out of the corner of her eye.

At this moment, he was standing not far away, looking at her with an extremely complex, somewhat fawning gaze.

Wu Wu Siqi's throat rolled, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

She finally realized belatedly that she had hit the jackpot by mistake!

Just by sitting in a booth drinking and chatting with Tang Song, she would definitely be able to turn full-time smoothly in the future, and her work would also be much smoother.

Feeling the almost frozen atmosphere around her, Tang Song pursed his lips.

He picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Come, they're gone, let's clink glasses together."

"Oh, oh."

Others raised their wine glasses one after another.

The sound of collision rang out, and the wine slid down their throats.

Wu Wu Siqi took a deep breath and asked with a trembling voice: "Brother Tang Song—oh no, Chairman Tang, are you—are you our company's boss? This—"

"I'm friends with Xie Yue of the Handing Group." Tang Song explained frankly: "In order to support the business development of Fanfusu and because I'm optimistic about the prospects of the short drama market, I acquired some of Handing's equity in the film and television base from him. So, I'm considered a major shareholder, but I rarely come to the base."

The speculation was completely confirmed.

Wu Wu Siqi's eyelids twitched violently and uncontrollably.

Li Li Jingrong gasped, subconsciously covering her mouth.

Their gazes subconsciously aimed at Zhang Minghua, who was silent beside them.

They all clearly remembered the "inside information" that Zhang Minghua had specifically mentioned in the cafeteria earlier.

A mysterious top tycoon spent hundreds of millions to acquire 80% of Handing Group's equity in the film and television base.

Unexpectedly, this "legendary tycoon" they had been sighing and looking up to earlier was actually Tang Song!

And, he appeared in front of them in such an unimaginable way!

This feeling is like—you are discussing with friends what the gods in the sky look like, and then when you turn your head,

you find that the god is sitting next to you, and just finished dancing, drinking, and chatting with you.

Noticing the gazes from his girlfriend and Wu Wu Siqi, Zhang Minghua's already pale face instantly turned red.

He naturally knew about the well-known real estate giant Handing Group in the province.

Because of work reasons, he had even had some business dealings with a subsidiary of Handing.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have known so much about the Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base.

And Xie Yue, whom Tang Song mentioned, was the only son of the Handing Group chairman and the youngest vice president of the group.

Being able to be friends with Xie Yue, and being able to casually take out hundreds of millions in cash to acquire equity...

Tang Song's level had reached a height he couldn't even see when looking up.

Appearing in his "circle of friends" was indeed unimaginable and completely impossible to conceive.

Thinking that he had just been talking about some "35-year-old crisis," and had been advising others to "find a stable job in a state-owned enterprise" as an experienced person.

Zhang Minghua felt his face burning with pain.

It was as if he had been slapped dozens of times by a shoe sole dipped in chili water.

He didn't actually have any bad intentions; it was just his natural personality, plus he always wanted to show off his "experience" and "connections" in front of pretty girls and his girlfriend.

Unexpectedly, this time—he kicked Mount Everest.

But after all, he had been struggling in a state-owned unit, and his adaptability was extremely strong.

In a flash, he gritted his teeth and suddenly grabbed a whole bottle of iced beer in front of him.

A smile that was incomparably sincere, even carrying a bit of "honesty," piled up on his face.

"Chairman Tang!" His voice was loud and sincere, instantly attracting the attention of everyone around, "I—I really didn't know who you were just now, I drank some wine and started talking nonsense, please don't take it to heart! I'm just a person with a loose mouth who loves to brag! Here, I'll punish myself with three cups first!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Tang Song to react, tilted his head, and finished the iced beer in one breath.

Then, he quickly picked up the second and third bottles.

Although the beer bottle wasn't big, blowing three bottles in such a short time was still very fierce.

He put down the empty beer bottle, his face flushed red from the alcohol and holding his breath, and a layer of fine sweat seeped out on his forehead.

Wu Wu Siqi and Li Li Jingrong were at a loss, not knowing what to say, and could only subconsciously look at Tang Song.

Tang Song was still that calm and gentle appearance, with no abnormality on his face behind the square-framed glasses.

He nodded to Zhang Minghua, "It's okay, coming out to play is just for fun. Drinking and chatting, it's very normal, no need to make such a big deal out of it."

These light words instantly blew away the frozen and awkward atmosphere around like a spring breeze.

Hearing this, Zhang Minghua's face immediately revealed an honest smile, "Hey! You said it, hehe, it was me making a mountain out of a molehill."

"Brother Tang Song is broad-minded!" Li Li Jingrong hurriedly stood up, grabbed Zhang Minghua's arm and said: "That—our fruit is almost finished, honey, let's go to the bar to get some."

"Okay, okay."

The VIP booth on the second floor.

Yan Su Su Su was almost lying on the railing the whole time, staring downstairs with sparkling eyes, her body trembling slightly with excitement.

It was like watching the premiere of an immersive interactive movie she had been looking forward to for a long time.

After a while.

She turned her head suddenly, "Big Sister Sister Qingqing, today's—this plot, I seem to have seen you mention it in the group, so amazing! It's exactly as you described! This warm alumnus's aura is completely not inferior to a domineering CEO!"

"It's alright." Xu Qing took a sip of wine, her posture elegant.

"Do you think he might be doing this big scene to provoke you? Just like you said before, deliberately using a 'substitute' to test your sincerity?" Yan Su Su Su's tone was full of tension.

Xu Qing's dark eyes flashed, and she said indifferently: "Perhaps, heh, childish."

"Big Sister Sister Qingqing, then what do you plan to do next?"

Xu Qing waved her hand, "Nothing needs to be done, let him be. Once he's had enough trouble, he'll naturally come back."

"Oh, oh!" Yan Su Su Su nodded vigorously, feeling that she understood!

Big Sister Sister Qingqing is going to retreat to advance! Play hard to get!

She is giving the 'second male lead' space to recognize reality himself.

Maybe he will regret it tonight, and then run to Big Sister Sister Qingqing's door to beg.

He will also cry and admit his mistake tonight, and kneel on the keyboard.

Xu Qing looked at her enlightened appearance and smiled mysteriously.

"Ding-dong—" A WeChat notification sounded.

【Sorry Xiao Jing: "Sister Qingqing, tomorrow I'm going to the hotel to check the layout of the birthday party venue, do you want to come together! I'll introduce you to a few good friends!"】

Xu Qing's mouth twitched, and she replied: "No, no, I have things to do tomorrow."

【Sorry Xiao Jing: "Then you must come on Sunday! We already agreed, if you don't come, I'll sneak into your quilt at night, hehe."】

【Sorry Xiao Jing: Obsessed girl (emoji)】

Xu Qing was instantly startled, almost throwing her phone away.

An image instantly appeared in her mind:

Just got into bed at night, a perverted Sorry Xiao Jing crawled out from the quilt.

Then she pounced on her on the bed, and pulled out: a belt, a tail—

o◇)o No!

Xu Qing replied quickly: "Got it."

Putting down her phone, Xu Qing was instantly a bit nervous and had no interest in playing here anymore.

Not just because of Sorry Xiao Jing's upcoming birthday party.

But also—when Tang Song hit her buttocks, in order to finish the act in front of Yan Su Su Su, she was forced to sign many humiliating "unequal treaties."

For example, tonight, she had to wear that maid outfit and wait for him to come back at home obediently.

Cosplay as a little maid.

She also had to wash his feet, knead his legs, and even—she had to wear that little bell that would make a "ding-a-ling" sound—

Yan Yan isn't home today, he won't treat her too excessively, right?

At that time, she wouldn't be able to call for help from heaven or earth.

Thinking of this, her legs felt a bit weak, and her face couldn't help but turn red.

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9:50 PM.

The taxi stopped slowly outside the south gate of Yancheng Normal University.

A group of 3 people got out of the car.

Wu Wu Siqi waved her hand vigorously, "Goodbye Brother Tang Song! Bye Qian Qian Lele! I have something to do, I'm going back to the dormitory, you two don't worry, walk slowly, bye!"

After speaking, she walked toward the dormitory.

Only Tang Song and Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele were left outside the school gate.

Tang Song turned his head and looked at the Cinderella beside him whose cheeks were still flushed.

He said softly: "It's been a long time since I came to Normal University, if you're not in a hurry, how about accompanying me for a walk?"

Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele looked up at him and nodded lightly.

On a late autumn night, the chill was already thick.

The temperature was only three or four degrees.

The two walked side by side on the quiet campus path, the streetlights stretching their shadows long, and then gently overlapping under the next streetlight.

Because of the wine, there was still some warmth on their bodies.

On Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele's face, there was always a trace of a silly smile that even she hadn't noticed.

Her alcohol tolerance was really poor; usually, a bottle of RIO would make her tipsy.

Today, because the atmosphere was too good, she drank a lot and was already a bit drunk now.

The whole world seemed to be covered with a soft and warm filter in her eyes, becoming somewhat unreal.

They walked side by side on the quiet campus, chatting a few words from time to time.

About the renovation of a certain teaching building, about a newly opened milk tea shop on the pedestrian street—sometimes Tang Song would stop in front of a set of parallel bars and do two pull-ups easily; sometimes Tang Song would jump up, pick a withered leaf hanging on a branch, and then playfully tuck it into Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele's hair; sometimes the two would sit on a wooden chair on the forest path for a while—

The two would giggle from time to time, their laughter spreading far in the quiet night.

Being with Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele, this pure college student, Tang Song felt that his mentality was much younger, as if he had returned to the university campus.

More than half an hour later.

The two finally came to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory.

At this time, the dormitory building was about to close, and there were very few people around.

Tang Song stood under the dim yellow streetlight.

The bleak night became his background board, rendering the gentle yet slightly lazy and literary aura on him to the extreme.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele looked at him, slightly lost in thought.

The autumn wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, and also messed up the broken hair on Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele's forehead.

"It's cold outside, go back quickly, don't catch a cold." Tang Song reached out and gently rubbed her hair.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele bit her lip and nodded lightly.

She walked slowly toward the dormitory gate, taking every step very slowly.

But in the end, she arrived at the entrance.

She didn't go in immediately, but turned around and looked at him again.

Tang Song stood in that warm halo of light, waving at her with a smile.

Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele also followed with a sweet smile, waving at him.

The two stood at a distance that was neither far nor near, neither leaving first.

After a while.

Seeing Qian Qian Lele not taking the initiative to go in, Tang Song smiled helplessly at her and finally turned around first, stepping away.

At the moment he turned around.

A layer of moist mist instantly welled up in Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele's eyes.

This separation, the next time they meet, she doesn't know how long she will have to wait.

She knows she doesn't have the courage to send him messages or call him at any time, or even run over to see him.

But—she really misses him.

Growing up, she had never hoped for anything beyond her ability.

She wasn't a greedy person, accustomed to walking her own path firmly, step by step.

But Tang Song's appearance always made her have some "greed" that she shouldn't have.

Alcohol seemed to ignite the accumulated emotions in her heart at this moment.

Looking at his gradually receding back.

A fierce impulse rushed into Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele's heart.

She was really a bit drunk.

The next second, her figure rushed into the cold night, rushed into the bleak autumn wind.

Hurried footsteps came from behind.

Tang Song turned around in confusion.

Immediately after, a soft and scorching body hugged him regardless of anything.

At that moment, the surroundings seemed to quiet down.

He could clearly feel her chest rising and falling violently due to running.

He could smell the scent of shampoo mixed with a faint fruity wine on her body.

"Brother, you—you be careful on the road—pay attention to safety—" Her voice carried a nasal tone.

Tang Song paused, raised his hand and patted her back gently, "Mm, thank you, little sister."

Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele raised her head, looked at his face, and suddenly stood on tiptoe.

Warm lips carrying the scent of alcohol were lightly printed on Tang Song's cheek.

"Goodnight, brother." Her body was trembling slightly.

Immediately after, Qian Qian Qian Qian Lele pulled her hand back like an electric shock and took a step back.

Lowering her head, she rushed into the dormitory gate.

Leaving behind only a refreshing wind mixed with the fragrance of wine, and Tang Song who was left standing in place.

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Beicheng Garden Community.

"Ding—" The elevator stopped slowly on the 12th floor, and the metal door slid open slowly.

Tang Song put away the access card in his hand, came to the door of Room 04, and entered the password skillfully.

With a light "di" sound, the door lock unlocked, and he stepped inside.

In the air, a clean fragrance mixed with aromatherapy and laundry detergent permeated.

A cute cat-paw floor mat was laid at the entrance, and a pot of vibrant pothos was placed on the shoe cabinet.

"Sister Qingqing." Tang Song called out, but didn't get a response.

Probably already asleep.

Tang Song changed his slippers on his own, walked to the living room on tiptoe, but his footsteps stopped suddenly.

On the carpet in the center of the living room, a figure was sitting quietly there.

Wearing a classic black and white maid outfit, it outlined her exquisite figure just right.

The fluffy puff sleeves and layered lace edges added a bit of innocence and cuteness to her.

Eyes met.

Xu Qing folded her hands in front of her, her voice sweet: "Director, welcome home."

Tang Song's footsteps paused, his mouth raised.

He discovered that his cosplayer girlfriend actually especially liked role-playing in her bones.

Not just fantasizing in novels, she was also equally keen on it in reality.

It was just that he didn't know enough about her before.

Tang Song's playfulness arose, and he couldn't help but want to participate in this cosplay.

"Mm."

His expression instantly became serious, and he walked over silently.

He sat on the sofa in front of her, crossed his legs, and looked down at her with great interest.

Xu Qing's pair of dark eyes began to roll around, "You've worked hard today. Do you want to take a bath first or go to sleep first?"

"Go, pour me a glass of water." Tang Song remained unmoved.

"Yes." Xu Qing nodded obediently, ran to the kitchen, and poured a glass of warm water.

Then she knelt at his feet again, holding the water glass high with both hands.

Tang Song took the water glass, took a sip, and then naturally stretched his feet in front of her.

Xu Qing's cheeks turned red, but she still started kneading his legs dutifully.

"I walked quite a lot today, go get me a basin of hot water to wash my feet."

Soon, a basin of hot water was brought over.

Warm steam permeated.

Xu Qing sat on the carpet, starting to focus on role-playing, helping Tang Song wash.

Sss—looking at this scene in front of him, feeling the little maid's service, Tang Song only felt refreshed.

Seeing Tang Song in a great mood, Xu Qing's eyes rolled and she said: "Director—"

"Speak!"

"How was my performance tonight?"

"Not bad, keep working hard."

"Th—then those 250 hits, can—can they be reduced a little?"

Hearing this, Tang Song leaned forward slightly, reached out and pinched her round cheeks, his voice instantly becoming cold: "You dare to bargain with me?"

Xu Qing was startled, her body trembled, revealing an incomparably innocent face, "It's—it's too painful, it must still be red now."

"Is that so?"

"Mm—"

Tang Song raised his foot and wiped it casually on the clean little apron in front of Xu Qing.

Then he suddenly exerted force and pulled her up from the ground.

Xu Qing was caught off guard and let out an exclamation.

"Oh my! What are you doing?!"

"I'll check." Tang Song glanced at it, "Heh, sure enough, you're lying!"

Immediately after, all kinds of messy sounds rang out in the room.

After another while.

Tang Song picked up the little maid who could only hum and haw from the ground.

He walked toward the master bedroom with big strides.

"Hey! Wait! Wait!" Xu Qing instantly woke up a bit, she hurriedly patted his chest, "Wrong—that's Yan Yan's room!"

"It doesn't matter, she's not here anyway." Tang Song's footsteps didn't stop, his mouth raised in a smile, "Her room is bigger,

and the bed is more comfortable, let's go there."

"The bed is comfortable too, let's go there."

In her old best friend's room—

Xu Qing just thought about it and felt her scalp go numb, her whole body feeling wrong!

If Yan Yan found out, she—she wouldn't skin her alive?!

Little Little Song Zi was really corrupted by Sorry Xiao Jing!

Tang Song ignored her protest, pushed open Shen Shen Yu Yan's bedroom door, and walked in with big strides.

"Creak—" "Da—"

The soft bedside lamp lit up, enveloping the entire room in a warm halo.

In the bedroom, there was still a lingering scent unique to Shen Shen Yu Yan.

Xu Qing's cheeks were pressed heavily against Shen Shen Yu Yan's pillow, the familiar scent drilling into her nasal cavity, making her brain blank.

Oh no!

Qing—Sister Qingqing is going to turn bad! ===== CHAPTER 605 =====

Sister Qingqing—Sister Qingqing is going to turn bad!