Chapter 619: Shen Yu Yan

November 14, 2023, Tuesday, sunny.

At half past six in the morning, the sky had not yet lightened.

Shen Yu Yan opened her eyes, gradually becoming conscious.

Outside the window, everything was pitch black, but the air seemed to have lost the biting chill of recent days.

She stepped barefoot onto the floor, feeling a warm touch.

Tomorrow is November 15th; the neighborhood will begin trial heating.

She did a simple half-hour workout, then took a hot shower.

Shen Yu Yan began her meticulous routine: cleansing, skincare, and makeup.

Dawn began to tint the sky outside the window.

She changed into a dark gray fitted fitness outfit.

Walking out onto the living room balcony, she adjusted her angle under the morning natural light and took a sultry selfie.

She edited the photo slightly, then sent it to Tang Song.

She left a message: "Morning, Boss~ Another energetic day! Today's work plan is—"

As an ambitious assistant, she had long yearned to replace Lin Mu Xue.

Fortunately, Lin Mu Xue was about to travel abroad, giving her a chance to shine.

She received Tang Song's reply and exchanged a few emoji battles with him.

Satisfied, Shen Yu Yan put down her phone, slipped on her sneakers, threw on her coat, and stepped out.

The early autumn morning was quiet, the streets nearly empty, the air crisp and cold.

Most of the plane tree leaves along the roadside had fallen, carpeting the ground in a thin layer of golden yellow.

She packed two breakfasts and returned to her rental apartment.

She woke up her best friend, and they ate breakfast together.

Shen Yu Yan returned to her own room.

She turned on her computer and began organizing materials for today's tech pitch event.

Her role as "Special Assistant" was never meant to be a decorative vase.

In the past month and change, Tang Song had genuinely assigned her a heavy workload.

Besides representing Tang Song in due diligence for two AI tech companies, she had been deeply engaging with Rongliu Capital's investment analysis team.

She was screening and uncovering early-stage projects with "unicorn" potential.

Today's event was a high-tech project pitch organized by the Yan Province Development and Reform Commission.

Two of the most anticipated hard-tech companies were precisely those she and the Rongliu team had carefully selected and invited.

She would accompany Tang Song throughout, acting as his "eyes" and "ears," and deeply participate in subsequent research and investment phases.

She didn't quite understand why Tang Song, who already had the powerful Rongliu Capital platform and was surrounded by heavyweights like Wu Wu Kezhi and Annie,

still paid such close attention to these early-stage projects still in their raw, unpolished phase.

But she knew this was precisely the source of her greatest value—and the main reason Tang Song had recruited her.

If one day Tang Song truly no longer needed her to handle these tasks, her role as Special Assistant would lose all meaning.

So unlike Lin Mu Xue, she was always acutely aware of urgency and threat.

At 8:20 a. m., Shen Yu Yan changed into a formal business outfit.

With swift, efficient movements, she stuffed the project materials, laptop, voice recorder, and her new business cards into her commuter bag.

A black Audi sedan had already been waiting downstairs.

Twenty minutes later, the car pulled to a stop outside the east gate of Yanjing Yanjing Yanjing Tiancheng.

After completing registration at the guardhouse, Shen Yu Yan entered the neighborhood and walked to Building No. 1.

With the help of the property manager, she took the elevator directly to the 20th floor.

Standing before the dark double armored door, she tidied her appearance and gently pressed the doorbell.

The door opened quickly, revealing a tall, athletic figure.

Shen Yu Yan's face immediately lit up with a bright smile. "Good morning, Jia Yi."

"Morning, Assistant Shen," Liu Jia Yi nodded, stepping aside.

Shen Yu Yan slipped on the guest slippers and stepped inside.

In the living room, she saw Tang Song reviewing documents on his tablet.

His sharp nose and thin lips, framed by morning light, carved a soft yet defined silhouette.

Radiating an arresting charm.

Shen Yu Yan bit her lip, glided over, and whispered softly, "Tang Zong."

"Morning, Shirley," Tang Song looked up and gestured. "Sit."

No sooner had he spoken than a fresh scent of perfume swept over him.

Immediately, a warm, soft pressure pressed against his thigh.

Shen Yu Yan sat down right beside him.

Tang Song glanced at this scheming campus beauty and smiled with quiet amusement.

Shen Yu Yan's expression remained unchanged.

She opened her briefcase, pulled out printed documents, and handed them over. "Tang Zong, here's today's pitch schedule and key points."

Tang Song took them casually and began flipping through.

Shen Yu Yan leaned in slightly, her straight hair falling over his arm, her breath light as orchid as she added details.

After finishing the pitch logistics,

she suddenly seemed to remember something, a self-deprecating smile appearing on her face.

In a playful tone, she said, "Funny thing—our first reunion after college was at an investment pitch event. Back then, I didn't recognize your true strength. Otherwise, I'd have thrown myself at you and hugged your golden leg right away!"

As she spoke, she actually slid off the sofa.

Kneeling on one knee, she playfully wrapped her arms around Tang Song's thigh.

Her full chest pressed against his knee, forming an alluring curve.

Looking at that fresh, beautiful campus beauty's face, Tang Song recalled the scene vividly and couldn't help smiling.

At the time, he had attended as the technical lead for MicroLight Coffee, accompanying Xie Shu Yu, and had accidentally met this ambitious campus queen.

The image of Shen Yu Yan standing on stage, confident and radiant, was still crystal clear.

Suddenly, he reached out and pinched her chin, studying her delicate, fresh face.

Shen Yu Yan's body stiffened; her eyes instantly misted over as she met his gaze boldly.

Their gazes tangled, heating the air.

The atmosphere became intensely ambiguous.

Just as Shen Yu Yan thought he might do something impulsive, his long fingers suddenly released her.

A strange sense of loss surged through her.

That damn Sigma man!

He goes straight for the jugular with everyone else—why does he play so many games with me?

Shen Yu Yan's eyes flickered, and she rose smoothly. "Tang Zong, there's still time before the pitch event officially begins.

How about I take you to 'Youjie Housekeeping'? Give me a chance—I've always wanted to show you, my great boss, what I built on my own."

"What do you say? Satisfy this little vanity of mine?"

Hearing this, Tang Song raised an eyebrow. His sharp insight told him this invitation from the scheming campus beauty was far from simple.

It piqued his interest—he wanted to see what interesting move this cunning girl would make.

"Alright," Tang Song smiled faintly, gently shifting his knee.

Feeling the unusual touch against her chest, Shen Yu Yan gasped softly and stood up, blushing.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and followed Tang Song out.

Soon, the Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled out of the underground garage and merged into the autumn streets of Yan City.

It finally stopped beneath an aging street-facing commercial building in Qiaoxi District.

They got out, entered the building, and rode the creaky old elevator up to the fifth floor.

Turning left, the words "Youjie Housekeeping" came into view.

"Shen Zong! You're here!"

The receptionist hurried over, stealing a glance at Tang Song before quickly lowering her head, flustered.

"No need to rush—I'm just dropping by. Carry on."

Shen Yu Yan smiled and led Tang Song inside.

Desks were packed tightly together; the clatter of keyboards and ringing phones filled the air as several customer service reps took calls while typing furiously.

Looking at this familiar scene, Shen Yu Yan's eyes flickered with deep emotion.

Mo Li than a year ago, when Youjie Housekeeping moved from the government's free startup incubator into this office building,

the excitement, dreams, and ambition had been vivid and alive.

This place was her greatest pride—built entirely through her own efforts.

And now, bringing Tang Song here,

she felt an odd sensation.

Like showing off to a boy she liked.

Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan shook her head, suppressing her inner emotions.

She began softly introducing things to Tang Song.

"This is our employee training area; we've even developed our own 'Star Nanny Certification System.' This is our wall of honors—come to think of it, we've won quite a few awards over the past two years."

The office area was small, and the two quickly reached the far end.

"This is the conference room," Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan pointed to the frosted glass door. "Li Li Meixia is inside conducting an interview. Wang Ning resigned last month, and we're currently hiring a new tech team. I'll just pop in and say hello."

With that, she gently pushed open the glass door and stepped inside.

Inside the conference room, the man and woman chatting immediately fell silent.

"Shen Shen Yu Yan, you're here!" Li Li Li Meixia stood up in delight.

"Li Li Meixia."

The male candidate's eyes lit up instantly as he recognized Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan; he stood up too, his face beaming with unhidden delight. "Miss Shen—Director Shen, hello."

Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan looked at him and feigned surprise, raising an eyebrow. "You are?"

Li Li Li Meixia quickly introduced him: "He's also an alumnus of Pei Yanke University, from the Computer Science Department—Du Shokai. He's here interviewing for the backend development position."

Du Shokai straightened his posture and flashed what he thought was his most charming smile. "At the New Year's Eve party of the Student Union in 2018, I performed guitar and singing—you were the host that night. Do you still remember?"

Seeing this sexy, elegant woman, even more captivating than in college, his heart soared with joy.

He'd been having terrible luck lately—utterly cursed: first laid off by Jinxiu Trading, then barely getting into Lingruan Tech through connections, only to be fired during probation.

Later, he switched to sales—and got laid off again, damn it!

Then, out of nowhere, fortune turned.

Youjie Home Services reached out to invite him for an interview, and everything went smoothly.

Now, he'd run into Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan, the legendary college beauty, and his spirits lifted instantly.

He felt his streak of bad luck was finally over.

But Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan simply replied calmly, "Sorry, I don't remember."

"Uh…" Du Shokai's smile froze instantly; he was too embarrassed to speak.

But he could understand.

This college beauty had always been aloof and proud.

Back in college, he hadn't even been worthy of interacting with her.

They'd only exchanged a few words at events.

Just then, Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan spoke again, a mysterious smile in her tone: "By the way, Li Li Meixia, let me introduce you to someone important."

As she spoke, she turned and pulled open the conference room's glass door.

A tall, imposing figure appeared in view.

A dark cashmere suit accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist; the top buttons of his light shirt were undone, making him strikingly handsome and upright, his gaze calm yet radiating a unique aura of authority.

The moment he recognized the man's face,

Du Shokai's body stiffened as if petrified, his complexion draining visibly.

Tang Song?!

Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan stepped aside, elegantly gesturing toward the man outside. "Didn't you keep asking me where I went after leaving Youjie Home Services?"

She pointed at Tang Song, her face glowing with a radiant smile, her tone tinged with pride: "This is my new boss. Currently, I serve as his special assistant."

Hearing this, Du Shokai's eyes widened in shock.

His entire worldview seemed to collapse.

Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan was Tang Song's assistant?!

How could this be?! How the hell could this be?!

Tang Song gave Li Li Li Meixia a slight nod of greeting, his gaze coolly sweeping over Du Shokai's face, flushed with humiliation.

His expression showed no trace of surprise or shock.

He'd already understood everything outside the door.

At his current level and state of mind, he naturally didn't regard Du Shokai—a mere nobody—as worth noticing.

Had it not been for this dramatic "chance encounter," he'd likely have forgotten such a "former colleague" entirely.

But this scene gave him a deeper insight into the cunning college beauty beside him.

He turned his head, glancing at Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan, standing respectfully with a perfectly professional smile, and a sly, knowing smile curled on his lips.

The college beauty was truly fascinating—and knew exactly how to manipulate men's psychology.

She made his former "rival" witness, in humiliating fashion, the college goddess he once admired now serving as his assistant.

This dramatic reversal of status and the crushing blow it delivered carried immense psychological impact.

From a man's perspective, it would undeniably satisfy vanity and possessiveness.

Du Shokai stood there, face burning red like a clown, helplessly watching Tang Song, accompanied by the obedient Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan,

exchange a few pleasantries with Li Li Li Meixia.

Then, without even glancing at him again, Tang Song turned and walked away.

Du Shokai remained frozen in the conference room, hands and feet icy cold.

At some point, Li Li Li Meixia's voice, now distant and cold, reached his ears: "Xiao Du, we'll end the interview here. Wait for our notification."

Du Shokai mechanically nodded, then suddenly shuddered, snapping back to reality.

His voice hoarse, he asked, "Director Li—how… how did she become his assistant?"

Li Li Li Meixia glanced at him and sighed, "She's now the Chairman's Special Assistant at Rongliu Capital—she's already a senior executive. She's far beyond our little Youjie Home Services as a general manager."

This was genuinely heartfelt.

She now sincerely admired her partner and fellow alumna's vision and decisiveness.

Du Shokai couldn't remember how he'd left the office.

When he finally came to, he found himself standing outside the building.

The autumn wind blew past, yet he felt no chill.

A few yards away, a sleek, black Rolls-Royce Phantom sat quietly.

Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan was slightly bent over, elegantly opening the rear door for Tang Song.

In the sunlight, her silhouette was undeniably sensual.

? ￠O

Long moments passed until the luxury car silently merged into traffic and vanished.

Only then did he snap back to reality, pull out his phone, and search "Rongliu Capital."

Immediately, headline after headline—like messages from another world—appeared on screen.

His mind went utterly blank.

At six p. m., night had fallen.

Lanfeng International High-End Apartment, 30th floor.

Anne lounged lazily on a velvet sofa.

Her golden wavy hair spilled loosely over her shoulders; her powerful, long legs crossed, sculpting a breathtaking silhouette.

One hand held a glass of amber-colored wine; the other dialed an international call.

"Dong—dong—"

After two rings, the call was answered.

"Anne, my love, what a surprise—I never imagined you'd call me yourself."

A rich, magnetic voice with a distinct Upper East Side accent crackled through the speaker, brimming with unmasked delight.

Anne swirled her wineglass, warning, "Mo Lisi, call me Anne. Just Anne!"

Mo Lisi Mellon paused, then switched to a flattering tone: "My mistake. What's wrong? Who upset you?"

Anne narrowed her eyes. "At a boring party, a man named Conrad Mellon hit on me. You need to teach him a lesson—a painful one. You understand me?"

She didn't care about the fool.

But he dared to flirt with her in front of Tang Song—at such a delicate moment.

So she'd make him regret it deeply. For her, it was simple.

Mo Lisi fell silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Of course, Anne. I guarantee he'll never appear before you again."

"That's better."

Mo Lisi continued, "Anne, you're in China now, right? It must be nighttime there. Guess what? I just bought a new yacht—beautiful, the Liva. Let's video call later—I'll show it to you. And… I'd love to see the sexy, beautiful Ms. Anne."

"Oh, darling, no need."

Anne laughed, her tone dripping with mockery.

She rose and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing down at the city lights illuminated for her.

Her ice-blue eyes blazed with fire.

"Because tonight, I'm going to serve my king. Hehe."

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided through the city's neon glow and came to a smooth stop beneath Lanfeng International.

"Goodbye, Director Tang," Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan stood by the door, waving with a look of regret. "I'd hoped to have a candlelit dinner with you to discuss work—but I guess you've already made plans with Luna."

Her tone carried the disappointment of a subordinate missing an opportunity, tinged with a subtle, almost imperceptible hint of jealousy.

Tang Song smiled suddenly and said, "How about coming in for dinner together?"

"Uh…" Shen Shen Shen Yu Yan's eyelid twitched. "I wouldn't want to intrude on your private time with Luna. The two hard-tech companies we met today have huge potential—I need to capitalize on this momentum and draft a detailed preliminary report tonight so I can put it on your desk first thing tomorrow."

She knew Lin Empress Mu Xue too well.

If I really followed them up, under that kind of stimulation, that woman might just go at it with Tang Song right in front of me.

At that point, should I watch or look away? Stay or leave?

That would be way too awkward.

"Alright, you've worked hard. Good performance today—keep it up."

Tang Song blinked, smiled, gave her lower back a light pat, and stepped into the apartment entrance.

After the Double Eleven promotion.

Songmei Apparel's performance will surely meet its target.

His 【Third Stage Growth Plan Task】 now had only one final objective left: 【3 Capital Hunters】.

And there was just one company remaining.

Over the past period, he had been instructing Rong Liu's team and Shen Yu Yan to monitor relevant information, even locking in several potential targets.

But companies with genuine "unicorn" potential were hard to find—he'd even wasted one use of 【Tang Song's Draft Paper】

durability.

Next, he planned to get involved in as many of the screened high-quality companies as possible, and gamble on the odds.

If luck favored him, he might complete the task soon and directly unlock the 【Fourth Stage Growth Plan Task】.

As he pondered,

"Ding—" The elevator slowed to a stop on the 20th floor.

Tang Song stepped out and walked a short distance along the quiet corridor lined with thick carpet, arriving at Room 2002.

"Drip—"

Tang Song opened the door and stepped inside, slipping on slippers as he moved deeper into the apartment.

The living room was warm and bright.

The air was filled with a blend of food aromas, red wine, and feminine body scent.

Immediately, a tall, graceful figure entered his line of sight.

The beautician stood in the open space at the center of the living room, swaying gently to the soothing music, dancing alone.

She wore a highly stylized dance outfit.

The top was a snug bustier; the bottom, a matching high-slit silk gown.

Black thigh-high stockings traced the absolute territory of black and white along her milk-white, plump legs.

Her wavy long hair, fiery red lips, and naturally vivid beauty—enhanced by meticulous makeup—radiated an intoxicating allure.

Hearing the noise at the door,

Zhao Zhao Zhao Yaqian's dance paused briefly, but she didn't stop.

She slowly turned, her eyes, usually brimming with pure affection, now clouded with a misty haze.

Gazing toward Tang Song with a deliberately crafted, dreamy seduction.

At this moment, the 19-year-old beautician seemed transformed into a sensual demon fallen to earth.

Pure girlhood and ultimate seduction balanced on her in an astonishing, captivating harmony.

Watching this "golden canary" dance solely for him,

Tang Song felt his mouth go dry and his heartbeat accelerate uncontrollably.

Zhao Zhao Zhao Yaqian said nothing, only extended a slender, graceful arm, her wrist twisting gently as her fingertips fluttered like butterflies.

Then, with a light spin, she wrapped around him like a vine.

Her warm, soft body pressed instantly against his; the high slit of her gown brushed his thigh, leaving the cool, slippery touch unique to silk.

Her long, shapely legs, encased in black stockings, slid around his waist.

Tang Song could clearly feel every curve of the beautician's body and her scorching warmth.

His heartbeat quickened further.

"Brother Song, do you like it?" Her voice, sweet and innocent, carried a deliberately lowered huskiness.

"I do."

Tang Song lowered his head and pressed his lips hard against hers, his hands sliding firmly down the silk-clad legs.

The body scent, refined by the item 【Shadow Elegance】, surged into his nostrils with a lingering, intoxicating emotional aftertaste, igniting all his senses.

The beautician let out a soft moan and began to respond.

The two entwined in the spacious living room.

Just then, a crisp "tap-tap-tap" of footsteps came from the master bedroom.

Tang Song lifted his head, following the sound.

He saw Xiao Xue stepping out from the hallway.

She wore a black silk strap dress and black pantyhose.

Her long, straight legs shimmered with a tempting glow under the light.

Her honey-blonde hair was tied into a neat high ponytail; her gaze was cool, with a hint of playfulness.

"Looks like I came at a bad time?"

Tang Song waved to her with a smile. "No, you came at the perfect time."