Chapter 622: The Emperor's Aura, Jealousy

Yancheng International Airport.

Two black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles bypassed the crowded public drop-off area and stopped steadily in front of the FBO (Fixed Base Operator) terminal.

The front car door opened, and a tall, elegant figure stepped out first.

Standard urban beauty attire, wearing a classic camel cashmere coat from Max Mara.

Her honey-colored long hair was tied back meticulously.

She wore a pair of oversized Dior sunglasses on her face, covering most of her face, revealing only an exquisite jawline and a bright red lip.

The late autumn sunlight, carrying a trace of thin warmth, fell on her, plating her with a layer of soft halo.

Full of charming urban beauty atmosphere.

Immediately after, four young men and women in glamorous clothes stepped out of the commercial vehicle behind.

They curiously sized up this independent terminal dedicated to private and business jet passengers.

"Yancheng's FBO doesn't seem to have been built for long, this is my first time here."

"Mm, it was newly built last year, I've accompanied my dad on a business jet twice before."

"Pfft, Brother Hang is still the most knowledgeable."

Zhou Hang smiled, but his gaze couldn't help but cast toward that sexy back not far away. "This time it's thanks to Empress Mu Xue,

flying directly from Yancheng to London, chartering a trip like this isn't cheap."

The others nodded in agreement.

They were all people who had studied abroad in the UK, so they naturally had a concept of this price.

However, they were just ordinary rich second generations, even the wealthiest Zhou Hang had assets of only over 100 million.

If they really had to spend this money themselves, they would still feel the pinch.

"Seeing Xiao Xue, thank you so much."

Zhang Xi ran to Lin Mu Xue's side with a giggle and affectionately held her arm.

The "Snow Sugar Culture" she started with Lin Mu Xue, following the popularity of the Yannan short drama base, had already started to make a profit, which made her even more convinced of this friend.

Going on a trip this time, Lin Mu Xue took the initiative to "charter a plane" and bring them along for free.

It really made her gain enough face in front of this group of friends.

"Hehe, small matter, you're welcome." Lin Mu Xue took off her sunglasses, a composed smile hanging on her exquisite and three-dimensional face.

She raised her hand to tidy up the hair blown by the wind, her movements elegant and relaxed.

The gazes of Zhou Hang and Li Zhe couldn't help but be attracted, full of amazement.

The ground service personnel in crisp uniforms walked over quickly.

Taking the luggage from the driver's hands.

The lead client manager had a respectful and enthusiastic smile on his face: "Ms. Lin, good morning! Your flight crew is ready, and the lounge has also been prepared with tea and snacks for you, I'll take you there first."

Lin Mu Xue nodded lightly and stepped forward.

The other four hurriedly followed.

Soon, the client manager led them into an independent VIP lounge.

Freshly ground Blue Mountain coffee, fresh fruit platters, French desserts made on the day—the entire lounge was full of luxurious style.

The group sized up the environment and sat down on the sofa one after another.

Started chatting about London,

Lin Mu Xue rarely spoke, just quietly sipping coffee.

Of course, the real reason was that she had never been to Europe or America and was completely clueless about that side.

But when out and about, the Emperor's aura could not be lost.

Silence was the best way to maintain a sense of mystery,

After chatting for a while, Zhou Hang suddenly changed the topic:

"By the way, I just got news. A few days ago, at a birthday party of a friend of a friend of mine, many super awesome big shots appeared, and there was even a flash mob performance by the Echo girl group."

"Ah? Isn't the Echo girl group preparing for a tour? How could they appear at a private party?"

"What big shots? Tell us quickly!"

Feeling the interested gaze cast by Lin Mu Xue, Zhou Hang's heart heated up.

Leaning forward slightly, he smiled and showed off: "I heard there was Su Yu's former manager, Tang Zong Entertainment's CEO Mo Xiang Wan, the founder of Deju Renhe Zheng Qiudong, and a CEO of a top Singaporean capital."

Hearing these identities and names, Zhang Xi and the others instantly widened their eyes, discussing excitedly in low voices.

They knew basically nothing about business finance; what truly shocked them was the connection to the top entertainment circle represented by the name "Mo Xiang Wan."

After all, artists like Su Yu and Echo were national-level big stars.

Seeing Lin Mu Xue, who had always been indifferent and cold, now also showing a strange expression, Zhou Hang's heart became even hotter.

"There's even more awesome stuff—" his voice paused, deliberately mysterious: "Mellon family and Kate family, you've heard of them, right?

The one who arrived that day was even a core heir of the Kate family, I heard her name is Annie Kate. My friend said that the aura was simply too strong, he didn't even dare to speak."

"My god! Mellon? Kate? Really?"

"Is that the Kate Trust that manages trillions of dollars in assets? My dad bought their family's trust product in Xiangjiang, saying it's the most stable in the world!"

"What does Annie Kate look like?"

The crowd instantly exploded, discussing these remote top-tier wealthy gossip.

Zhou Hang looked at all this contentedly, casting an expectant gaze toward Lin Mu Xue, waiting for her to show the same shock.

However, Lin Mu Xue just picked up her coffee cup, blew on the heat lightly, and looked at them cloudily and lightly.

This made him feel a burst of frustration in his heart.

Before being pulled into that small group by Zhang Xi, hearing that they were going to London for a few days to spend Thanksgiving, he actually didn't take it seriously.

For a rich second generation of his level, going abroad was as common as going to a neighboring city.

If it weren't for Peng Meilin and Li Zhe begging him, forcing him to come, he might have found an excuse to push it off long ago.

But he never expected that Zhang Xi's friend, Lin Mu Xue, would be so beautiful.

He had seen many beautiful women; internet celebrities, models, stars, which circle hadn't he touched?

But the Lin Mu Xue in front of him was completely different.

Like a high-mountain flower that could only be viewed from afar and not played with.

Coupled with the identity blessing of the "financial elite" halo.

To him, it was full of unspeakable attraction.

But since they started interacting, the other party had always been very cold, especially toward him and Li Zhe, the two males.

However, this made him even more interested.

He looked at Lin Mu Xue and smiled: "Empress Mu Xue, I heard from Zhang Xi that you work in the financial industry, you should know more about this than us, right?"

"That's right, almost forgot. Seeing Xiao Xue is in investment, and the company has branches in Singapore and London." Zhang Xi leaned over.

Seeing the gazes cast by the four people.

Lin Mu Xue's long legs unconsciously rubbed against each other lightly.

Trying hard to maintain cloudiness and lightness, her heart was already blooming with joy.

0(n_n)o Haha, here it comes! Here it comes!

This isn't me taking the initiative to show off, it's you guys bumping into it yourselves!

She slowly put down the coffee cup, just about to open her mouth to say something.

A blonde, blue-eyed, tall white female flight attendant walked in quickly.

Standing in front of Lin Mu Xue, she bowed slightly and said in English: "Ms. Lin, the plane is ready, you can board at any time."

The interrupted Empress Mu Xue the Great was slightly stuffy, but thinking of the private jet next, she quickly became high-spirited again.

Also, it just so happened that this plane was Annie Kate's; waiting until they got there to reveal her identity would definitely be

"Okay, okay!"

"Let's go, let's go, it's my first time sitting in a real business jet!"

"Me too, Xixi, help me take more photos later!"

Several people suppressed their excitement, talking, and hurried to follow.

Under the professional guidance of the white flight attendant named "Nia," they passed through the exclusive security and border inspection channels, and after walking forward for a while, the view in front of them suddenly opened up.

An airplane was parked quietly on the tarmac, all white, with a wingspan of nearly 30 meters.

The smooth and beautiful fuselage lines reflected dazzling light in the sunlight, and the huge engines and towering T-shaped tail fin demonstrated the dominance and nobility of its top-tier business jet.

"Ms. Lin and guests." Nia bowed slightly and introduced warmly, "Today's flight is the Gulfstream G650ER model, with an estimated flight time of 10 hours and 20 minutes. The captain is David Lott, a retired pilot from the British Royal Air Force, with over 15,000 hours of flight experience. The ground reception and VIP channels at London Heathrow Airport have also been fully arranged."

"Gulfstream G650ER?" Zhou Hang's voice changed, and he immediately popularized it to others: "This is not an ordinary business jet,

this is the king of ultra-long-range aircraft, top-tier global configuration, capable of flying non-stop from Yancheng to New York.

The key is that the flight cost of this thing is over a hundred thousand per hour."

"It's that expensive?"

Zhang Xi asked cautiously: "Seeing Xiao Xue, did you charter such an expensive plane? This trip must cost 1.5 million, right?"

Lin Mu Xue smiled and gently threw out the lines she had prepared: "Don't worry, it's not a chartered plane. It's a good friend of mine, she is vacationing in China recently, and the plane happened to be idle, so she let her crew fly over to pick me up."

"A friend's... private jet?!"

"Private jet?"

This sentence exploded like a bomb in their minds with a "boom."

Business jets and private jets represent completely different things.

The former is consumption, a service that can be bought with money; while the latter is class, a true, top-tier identity symbol.

To be able to afford such a top-tier private jet, the financial, material, and human resources required behind it have completely exceeded the scope that their families can reach.

And being able to be friends with such a person shows that Lin Mu Xue's level is also far higher than theirs.

Even Zhang Xi, as a friend, was startled at this moment.

Feeling the gazes cast by everyone, mixed with shock, awe, and inquiry.

Lin Mu Xue's chest heaved slightly, feeling every pore on her body relax, her thoughts clear, and she felt refreshed.

It's been a long time since I showed off, this feeling is really great!

However, this is just the beginning.

"Let's go, let's go in first." Lin Mu Xue raised her head and, under the guidance of Nia and another flight attendant, was the first to step onto the gangway.

Everyone also hurriedly restrained their minds and followed closely into the cabin.

It didn't look like a cabin at all, but more like a top-tier private suite in the air.

Hand-stitched Italian leather sofas, precious black walnut veneer, the full-size kitchen is even equipped with Gaggenau kitchen appliances used by Michelin restaurants...

Every detail is impeccable.

Zhang Xi and the others immediately became restrained, even walking with lighter steps.

"Wow, what a beautiful wine cabinet, it's full of top-tier famous wines."

Zhang Xi, whose family is in the liquor business, sighed and was immediately attracted by the sparkling little bar counter, her steps stopping unconsciously.

Her gaze soon fell on an inconspicuous detail beside the wine cabinet.

On the crystal-clear cup holder carved from a single piece of crystal, a name was etched in elegant floral English under each exclusive slot.

"Anne Kate?" She read it out subconsciously, then said strangely: "This name—how is it the same as the Annie Kate that Zhou Hang just mentioned?"

Zhou Hang was also stunned, immediately leaned forward, and the whole person froze instantly.

"This is really..."

Just at this moment, Peng Meilin next to her suddenly let out an exclamation: "Taylor Swift! Jin Dongshi?!"

Attracted by her sudden scream, even Zhang Xi and Zhou Hang, who were still immersed in the shock of the name "Anne Kate," immediately turned to look.

The next second, they were dumbfounded.

On the cabin wall, more than a dozen exquisitely framed photos were hung in an orderly manner.

The protagonist in all the photos was the same white beauty with blonde hair and blue eyes, with a figure as hot as a devil, looking less than thirty years old.

And what made them feel suffocated was the people she was photographed with.

There were pop divas like Taylor Swift, political figures like current and former US presidents, and commercial giants like Musk, Buffett, and Jin Meixiao who could shake the global economy.

Lin Mu Xue was also stirred by these photos, her emotions running high.

Although she always knew Annie Kate was awesome, she didn't expect her to be this awesome.

This really gave her, Empress Empress Mu Xue, a lot of face!

Inside the cabin, the air suddenly became quiet, leaving only the suppressed and rapid breathing of everyone.

Until the flight attendant Nia walked up and asked them what drinks they needed in a gentle voice, did everyone wake up like a dream.

Zhou Hang pointed to one of the individual photos and asked in a dry voice: "Empress Mu Xue, is this your friend?"

Zhang Xi's throat rolled, and she whispered: "I saw the name 'Anne Kate' many times just now, who is she—?"

Lin Mu Xue chuckled and nodded elegantly.

In a tone so calm it was almost taken for granted, she said: "Yes, she is the Annie Kate you just mentioned."

She paused, her red lips curling into an intimate smile, "My relationship with Annie is very good, not just work partners, but also friends with deep private friendship. This time going to London, she even specially arranged for friends to entertain me there."

Zhou Hang, Zhang Xi, and others were speechless for a while, their minds a blank.

They never expected Lin Mu Xue's card to be so big!

Letting Annie Kate send her private jet to pick her up and arrange for friends to entertain her.

At this moment, in their eyes, Empress Empress Mu Xue's style had been infinitely raised.

Covered with a mysterious halo belonging to the top-tier circle.

The toes in Lin Mu Xue's high heels curled up gently.

She didn't lie, just exaggerated a little bit.

After all, they almost slept in the same bed with Tang Song.

From this perspective, they can be considered "quasi-bed partners."

Calling her a good friend, isn't that too much, right?

The Gulfstream G650ER taxied steadily on the runway, accompanied by the huge roar of the engines, like an elegant white falcon, rushing into the sky.

The plane passed through thick clouds, with a continuous sea of clouds below and a clear blue sky above.

The flight attendant Nia poured top-tier Salon champagne for everyone.

The golden liquid rose with delicate and lasting bubbles in the Baccarat crystal glass, shining like crushed diamonds.

Lin Mu Xue raised her glass and smiled composedly: "Cheers, to our London trip."

She brought the rim of the glass to her lips and took a light sip.

The cold liquid slid over the tip of her tongue, carrying the complex aroma of fresh citrus and toasted bread, with a silky texture and a long aftertaste, instantly awakening every taste bud.

Facing the dazzling sun in the cloudless sky outside the window, Lin Mu Xue leaned back lazily on the soft leather sofa, her legs elegantly crossed, and the whole person radiated a high-level sense of relaxation.

This trip to London, showing off is naturally inseparable, but it is by no means everything.

She knows her main task very well:

First, thoroughly figure out the entire process of private jet international flights to prepare for serving Tang Song in the future;

Second, take the opportunity of the Imperial College Alumni Association to truly step into the international elite network;

Third, understand the current status of the preparation of Rongliu Capital London branch on the spot and master first-hand information.

Now, with that scheming bitch Shen Yu Yan behind her, she always has a string hanging in her heart, not daring to have the slightest slack.

Shencheng, Tang Yi Precision.

The conversation in the meeting room had lasted for nearly an hour without knowing it.

Near noon, Ouyang Xianyue raised her hand to check her watch and took the initiative to end the conversation.

Invited Wen Ruan to go to the restaurant for a meal together.

In the private Chinese restaurant on the top floor of Building T7, Shenzhen Bay No. 1, the two sat opposite each other, with the magnificent bay view outside the window.

Ouyang Xianyue didn't mention any topic about the "Tang Jin Family Office" again, but instead chatted with Wen Ruan about art, red wine, and travel.

She is knowledgeable, has unique insights, and is full of mature wisdom and personal charm.

But Wen Ruan was always tense, no longer having the excited and joyful mood she had before.

Although Ms. Ouyang's words were gentle and her posture elegant, her dissatisfaction with Jin Dongshi was almost written on her face.

This "special consultation seat" was also completely different from what she thought.

Recalling the scenes before, Wen Ruan was heartbroken.

She was tricked by them together! And carried a big pot again!

The key is that this pot this time was something she fought for herself!

At first, she did have her own little thoughts,

She can be a salted fish, she can not care about how much status and wealth she can get from Tang Song.

But after all, she is a normal woman, and a mature 30-year-old woman, she will inevitably think about future children.

She doesn't want her children to be in a marginalized and awkward position in the complex family system in the future.

Tang Jin is not just a company or a fund.

It is a joint family office in the true sense.

Joining it and becoming a member of the core decision-making body is the best guarantee she can fight for her children.

But now it seems that this road is far more dangerous than she imagined.

At 1:30 PM, lunch was coming to an end.

At the time of parting.

Ouyang Xianyue suddenly held her hand and said softly: "Wen Ruan, there is one more thing, I hope you can do me a small favor."

Hearing this, Wen Ruan's eyelids jumped subconsciously, and the alarm bell in her heart rang loudly, "Ms. Ouyang, please speak."

Ouyang seemed to see through her thoughts, shook her head with a laugh, "Don't be nervous, it's really just a small favor. My grandfather's health has been getting worse in the past two years, maybe—, so, I want to ask Tang Song to accompany me to Rongcheng at the end of the month to see him."

"Ah—don't worry, I will tell Tang Song, and also send my regards to the old man for me."

"Hmm, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye."

Watching Wen Ruan's figure disappear into the elevator.

After a pause, Ouyang Xianyue turned around, her gaze filled with some unclear emotions.

The secretary approached quickly, "Chairman Ouyang, Miss Su Yu has arrived and is waiting for you."

Ouyang Xianyue nodded slightly, did not return to the company upstairs, but returned to the restaurant.

Accompanied by the secretary, she came to an independent private room on the innermost side.

Pushing the door and entering.

Inside the private room, the main light was not turned on, leaving only a few ambient spotlights.

A cold figure was sitting alone in a chair by the window, with her back to the door, quietly looking out the window in a daze.

She was wearing a simple white dress without any patterns, her long black hair like a waterfall was scattered casually, and the ends of her hair were dyed a faint silver-gray.

Her figure was sexy and enchanting, carrying an unspeakable charm,

She sat there so quietly, like a jade statue carved from frost and snow, beautiful and unreal.

"Wen Ruan has left, wanting her to stand out voluntarily is not an easy thing."

Ouyang Xianyue's voice sounded, breaking the silence.

Su Yu's shoulders moved slightly, and she turned around slowly, "This is very normal, thank you, Sister Ouyang."

"You're welcome," Ouyang Xianyue sat down opposite her, elegantly pouring herself a cup of tea, her tone as flat as if she were talking about the weather, "I'm not just doing this for you. A healthy committee that can check and balance each other internally is in line with the long-term development of Tang Jin."

Su Yu leaned on the back of the chair and did not continue this topic.

Ouyang Xianyue picked up the tea cup and gently blew the heat, "Have you decided?"

"Hmm, decided." Su Yu raised her head, "Tonight, I will officially go to see Liu Qingning and get to know her."

Ouyang Xianyue looked at her, her fingertips rubbing slowly on the warm cup wall, "After you meet, you can talk about the project cooperation of 'Xuanji Light Realm' first. There is no need to clarify everything about Tang Song."

"Hmm, I have a sense of proportion." Su Yu exhaled gently.

In her mind, she was recalling the video of Tian Jing's birthday party that Mo Xiang Wan sent her, that familiar yet strange Tang Song.

And his meeting with Jin Meixiao next month.

An inexplicable sense of urgency suppressed her nerves.

She pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke again:

"Liu Qingning's birthday is in a few days, and she is flying back to Quancheng tomorrow, it seems she wants to spend it with Tang Song in her hometown."

She paused, picked up the tea cup, her gaze falling into the swaying tea soup, and added the last sentence: "Tang Song will definitely tolerate her willfulness and accompany her back. After all, she is the only heroine in his entire youth."

Ouyang Xianyue looked at her, her voice still calm: "You are starting to get jealous again, this is not good."

Su Yu didn't speak, picked up the tea cup, and drank the slightly cool tea soup in one gulp.

Jealous? Definitely.

Who wouldn't be jealous of her?