Chapter 609: Taming the Horse

Feeling the change in Tang Song's aura, the group of executives behind him became nervous instantly, and fine beads of sweat seeped out on their foreheads.

Just at this moment.

Tang Song turned his head, his gaze falling calmly on Qiao Anji's face.

"Manager Qiao."

"Yes! Chairman Tang!" Qiao Anji bowed subconsciously.

"Arrange a quiet tea room for me at the Guyi Business Club on the 5th floor." His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable penetrating power. "Also, pass a message to my girlfriend, Miss Tian, for me. Tell her I'm going to see a friend and will be delayed for a few minutes; I'll be there shortly." After giving the instructions, he said no more.

He stretched his long legs and walked straight toward the direction of the exclusive elevator.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, every step as precise as if measured by a ruler, yet carrying an impeccable and elegant rhythm.

As he walked into the elevator, he calmly dialed Annie's phone.

"Oh, dear Song." The lazy and sexy voice of Annie came from the other end of the phone. "Did you miss me? It's rare to see you take the initiative to call me; it's truly a surprise!"

"I'm at the club on the 5th floor of Lanfeng International Hotel." Tang Song did not respond to her teasing, his voice as calm as a deep pool. "Give you five minutes to come see me."

"What?" Annie's voice paused for a moment. "Darling, I have very important things to do. Calling me over now will make me miss the good show—"

"Annie Kate." Tang Song's voice was still calm, but it carried the majesty of a superior. "You can also choose not to come."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

At this very moment, his thinking was sharp and meticulous, and he instantly knew the biggest and most uncontrollable "variable" in this birthday party dungeon: Annie Kate.

Wu Kezhi would strictly abide by his duties, Zheng Qiudong was ambitious but knew his limits, Mo Xiang Wan would take the overall situation into account, and Luo Bin was calm and rational.

Only Annie, this big foreign horse who feared no chaos and was full of desire for conquest and adventure, was the biggest "unstable factor." She might even do some outrageous things beyond control in order to pursue greater "excitement."

He absolutely would not allow this situation to happen.

Moreover, he still had the 【Control Annie】 task, so he must give her a thorough beating before the party started.

In less than five minutes, with a "bang," the door of the tea room was pushed open.

She was clearly already prepared for the party tonight.

A silver strapless gown, the upper body covered in tiny crystals and sequins, refracted a brilliant and mesmerizing light under the soft illumination of the tea room.

The dress tightly wrapped around her body curves, perfectly outlining her devilish figure full of power and explosive tension.

Blonde hair, red lips, aura fully open, like a scorching flame walking in the human world.

"Clack, clack, clack—"

The heels of her high heels struck the solid wood floor forcefully, every step as if venting the owner's dissatisfaction.

"Song!" She stopped in front of the tea table with her arms crossed, anger and confusion burning in those ice-blue eyes. "What the hell are you trying to do?! You actually used my full name to order me! This is simply unforgivable!"

Tang Song did not look at her, just calmly drank the clear, golden tea in his cup in one gulp.

He put down the white porcelain tea cup, making a light "clack" sound, and stood up.

His movements were smooth and flowing, full of elegance and calmness.

Their gazes met.

Tang Song seemed to be able to clearly "see" her true inner thoughts: excitement, anticipation, and a kind of arrogance of playing everyone in the palm of her hand.

Seeing his deep, night-like eyes.

Annie's pupils trembled, subconsciously restraining the aura on her body.

Her heart began to beat uncontrollably fast.

The Tang Song before her reminded her of the "tyrant" who used to be terrifying.

"You—" She just wanted to say something to cover up her loss of composure.

"Annie." Tang Song interrupted her directly, stepping forward to stand in front of her. "Let's talk about the 'good show' you've prepared for tonight."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Annie braced her aura, raising her chin again. "I'm just here to attend an interesting birthday party. You should know that Ms. Annie's charm is unstoppable and will inevitably become the core of the banquet. Perhaps I can even tease some disobedient little woman along the way, making her realize her own insignificance."

Her gaze stared straight at Tang Song, her words full of undisguised provocation and desire for conquest.

For tonight's stage, she had prepared a very rich program.

Not only did she prepare a gift, but she also invited Shangguan Qiuya and Fan Wenzeng, the representative director of Smile Capital at Jinxiu Trading, to accompany her.

She could reveal her identity at the first moment and become the focus of the whole venue.

In terms of her status, a local rich girl from Yancheng was simply not worth mentioning.

Facing her provocation, there was no emotional fluctuation on Tang Song's face; neither anger nor being offended.

He just looked at her quietly, as if looking at a childish girl who was trying hard to perform.

"You're doing this to attract my attention, right? Also, you're jealous of her."

He paused, his deep gaze seeming to penetrate her soul, seeing directly into the deepest corner of her heart—a corner even she herself was unwilling to admit.

"Is it because on April 15th, when it was your birthday, I didn't show any indication, or rather, over the past few years, for all your birthdays,

I didn't show any indication, right?"

The expression on Annie's face was somewhat uncontrollable. "I didn't! How could I possibly care about such things?"

"Not only that, you're also jealous of Su Yu, and even jealous of Mira (Secretary Jin). Is it because—they both got things you think you deserve more? That's why you're like a child crying because you didn't get candy, deliberately making trouble, hoping to attract my attention, right? Little Annie from Manhattan."

Annie was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and for the first time, a trace of panic after having all her thoughts seen through appeared in those eyes that were always full of wildness.

"What the hell are you talking about? That's ridiculous!"

She almost screamed in rebuttal.

Tang Song reached out, using his fingertips to gently lift her exquisite chin, his movements gentle but irresistible.

Forcing her to look him in the eye.

"You've fallen in love with me, Annie."

"When did it start? Let me think—"

"... —Was it those few days in Overseas Chinese Town in Modu?"

He paused, his thumb gently rubbing against her full red lips.

"It seems your body is much more honest than your mouth."

"Don't be so full of yourself, Song! I admit, you do have some attraction. But that's only physiological, just like—just like I'm interested in a piece of steak that tastes good! That's not love! Absolutely not!"

She tried to use the most frivolous metaphor to deconstruct this emotion that had been exposed by him, maintaining her dignity.

In her view, falling in love with a man, especially being exposed in public like this now.

Was equivalent to declaring failure in this game of mutual conquest, which was something she absolutely could not accept.

Tang Song's hand slowly moved downward, brushing past her exquisite collarbone and rising chest.

Finally, it landed gently on her waist, which was flexible and tight due to years of fitness.

The distance between the two was instantly pulled to infinitely close.

The highly aggressive fragrance on Annie, a mixture of top-tier perfume and her own pheromones, surged into his nasal cavity.

Tang Song stared at her eyes that were pretending to be calm, his voice even softer. "You have to understand one thing. To me, you are very interesting,

and also very useful, but you are not irreplaceable."

Feeling the slight trembling of the body in his arms, he continued: "For example, those two younger sisters of yours who have been working hard in the Ivy League and are eager to get attention. They are very young,

very smart, and also very obedient."

"Ha! Just because of them?! What qualifications do they have to compare with me?" Annie laughed, pride not allowing her to have a moment of retreat.

"But you also came from that stage." Tang Song interrupted her, a trace of unfathomable light flashing in his eyes. "Annie, you are very ambitious and also very courageous; I appreciate that about you. So, I also know you very well, even better than you know yourself."

"You are a person who has never been settled. For example, in the summer of 2016, when you were competing for the dominance of the Kate family's 'Emerging Asian Markets Fund,' the unscrupulous means you used in secret against your cousin, who was better than you in every way..."

Tang Song's words continued, telling the dark secrets she had buried in the bottom of her heart.

Annie's pupils contracted violently, her body stiffening.

"And, that secret apartment of yours in London, the apartment filled with photos of Mira from her university days, and even collecting the ballet shoes she wore—do you want to let Mira go visit it?"

Tang Song lowered his head, his warm breath gently brushing against her ear, but his voice carried a cold warning:

"I hate trouble, and I hate disobedient horses even more. Annie, if you want to get everything you desire from me, you should first learn to submit."

Time seemed to stand still.

Annie stiffened in his arms, motionless.

An indescribable cold torrent, mixed with shame and huge frustration, exploded from her heart, instantly rushing to her limbs and bones.

Her carefully painted red lips trembled violently, trying to say something to refute.

But in the end, she just gritted her teeth and said: "Then what were those times in Modu? You can't just play with me like that and have no feelings at all! Tell me you felt it too! Tell me!"

She tried to find a trace of equal comfort from an emotional perspective.

"Tell me first," Tang Song's voice was calm and indifferent, as if her emotions or not were not in his consideration at all, "do you understand what I mean?"

Annie looked at him for a moment, and finally lowered her head slowly.

The unwillingness and anger deep in her heart were strangely replaced by a more intense pleasure after being completely conquered at this moment.

The Tang Song before her was full of transcendent charm.

Scene after scene flashed back in her mind at high speed.

As a huge consortium that had existed for nearly a hundred years, the Kate family gradually split into independent small individuals, with family members taking guarding as their main goal.

In the huge Kate family, she, or her father, Claire, had never been considered outstanding.

If you want to climb up, if you want to get more, there is no other way but to use unscrupulous means.

Until, through Mira, she met this man before her who was powerful to the point of being ridiculous.

Under his careful "cultivation" and step-by-step secret arrangements, her life truly opened the "cheat" mode.

She, who was originally only responsible for part of the family trust business, achieved repeated successes in the treacherous capital market and achieved remarkable and extraordinary achievements;

Subsequently, she became deeply involved in founding Sinsight Capital, and with her astonishing performance, she became famous on Wall Street in one fell swoop, becoming a big figure in the global financial world who could not be ignored.

Ultimately, she emerged from among the many heirs of the Kate family without any suspense.

And she successfully helped her father obtain the management rights to that key trust, which symbolized core power.

She and her family finally stood in the most prominent position within that massive family.

In her eyes, Tang Song was mysterious, noble, silent, and even ruthless.

Toward him, she felt adoration, longing, and also fear.

Therefore, upon being with him again, seeing his changes, and hearing about those romantic affairs of his, the long-suppressed desire for conquest within her finally erupted completely.

Perhaps she also hoped to see another side of him.

And then be conquered.

She struggled to squeeze a sentence from her throat: "... Understand."

Hearing the answer he wanted, Tang Song raised his lips in a light smile and kissed her lips.

"Good girl. I like you like this."

"Tonight, you are just my audience. You can applaud, you can marvel, but you are not allowed to make any unnecessary movements."

"Otherwise, I will be angry."

His lips were warm and soft, yet carried an irresistible power, slowly grinding and tasting, as if inspecting a territory he had conquered himself.

Anne leaned against him, forced yet indulging in the experience.

Looking at his face and his deep eyes.

A surge of tingling electric current, stronger than any time before, suddenly exploded from where their lips met, instantly sweeping through her entire body!

Her brain went blank, her long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and finally, she slowly closed them.

... Yes, Master...

"So, what do you want me to do next?"