Chapter 649

In the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, the crystal chandelier was shining, and the thick red carpet extended to the revolving door.

Fine snow was falling outside the window, and guests were coming in an endless stream.

Many people's gazes would unconsciously linger for a moment when passing by the area in the corner of the lobby separated by several large green plants.

Curious and inquisitive expressions appeared on their faces.

As the hosts of today's family banquet, Yao Yao Guanying and Chen Yan stood there blankly.

Their smiles were stiff, and their brains were blank.

Gong Gong Yunxiao and Yao Yao Rourou had been together for half a year, and their relationship had always been stable, even having plans for marriage.

But even so, Gong Gong Yunxiao had always maintained a sense of reserve and distance in front of their elders.

However, at this moment, their "son-in-law" was being respectful and submissive to Yao Lingling's boyfriend.

As if facing a leader of a higher level.

This huge visual and psychological shock was simply indescribable.

Yao Yao Rourou subconsciously took half a step forward, her eyes fixed on the handsome boy, her gaze full of unbelievable shock.

Of course, she knew who the "Director Li" Gong Gong Yunxiao mentioned was.

And the Xiyuan Hotel was a place specifically used by the province to receive high-level distinguished guests.

A few days ago, Gong Gong Yunxiao was still sighing to her, saying that the province was connecting with a huge project.

It was a strategic cooperation between Hong Kong capital and Yan Province, involving a capital volume that could reach 100 billion.

She also remembered the "Mr. Tang" her boyfriend mentioned, as well as his incredible age and achievements.

It could be said that in some circles in Yan Province, this "Mr. Tang" was no longer a secret.

It's just that she never expected that this legendary figure would actually be involved with Yao Yao Lingling.

She cast her gaze toward her familiar yet strange cousin again.

In her impression, this cousin had always been like a tomboy who never grew up, laughing and playing.

How could she possibly be involved with such a person?!

Lovers? Are you sure you're not joking?

Although she had too many confusions and shocks, her excellent social instincts and reason allowed her to adjust quickly.

She immediately stepped forward a few steps and stood beside Gong Gong Yunxiao, trying her best to squeeze out the most appropriate smile:

"Hello, Mr. Tang, I am Yao Lingling's cousin, Yao Yao Rourou, working at the Provincial Development Research Center, it is an honor to meet you."

"Hello." Tang Song nodded politely.

Yao Yao Rourou affectionately grabbed Yao Yao Lingling's arm and said in an intimate tone with a little complaint: "Yao Lingling has really grown up,

she didn't even tell me, her older sister, when she found a boyfriend. You gave us all a big scare today."

Yao Yao Lingling, who was still in a daze, blinked and said in a low voice with a red face: "I—I just... it just started, it's not certain yet."

She and the senior were just "one-day boyfriend and girlfriend," and it would expire after today.

How could she tell her relatives this?

She didn't know how to explain it to her family after causing such a scene today.

However, being naturally cheerful and optimistic, she wouldn't worry too much about this.

Her whole brain was thinking about more critical issues.

The senior seemed very different from what she thought.

Of course, she knew Tang Song was very rich; after all, the Lanfeng International Hotel and Huashang Clothing were his industries.

But Gong Gong Yunxiao actually faced Tang Song with such a humble posture, which was very incredible.

Aunt Yao Xueli immediately squeezed forward, enthusiastically and awkwardly: "It really is! Yao Lingling, you even hid it from me, your aunt. If I had known about your relationship with Tang Dong earlier, then—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Yao Yao Rourou beside her jumped, hurriedly interrupting with a smile: "Aunt, don't tease Yao Lingling anymore, she's already shy. And our young people nowadays are free to love, it's normal not to want people to know."

Then, she gave Yao Xueli a look.

She knew her aunt's personality too well—low emotional intelligence and impatient.

In front of such a big figure, the biggest taboo is this kind of fawning without a sense of proportion.

If she said the wrong thing and offended someone, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The enthusiastic smile on Yao Xueli's face froze, and she smiled awkwardly, knowing she had lost her composure.

But she was really too impatient.

Having struggled on the edge of the system for so many years and suffered so many grievances.

She was too eager to grab a straw.

She was like this toward Gong Gong Yunxiao before, and naturally even more so toward Tang Song now.

Until this moment, she was still somewhat in a dream.

The chairman of the Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base is actually her own niece's boyfriend?!

Tang Song's gaze swept slowly across the three people in front of him, his lips raised slightly, his smile gentle and subtle.

"Aunt, this isn't the company, you don't need to call me that, just call me Tang Song."

He paused, held Yao Lingling's fingers, and said in a joking tone: "If you have any difficulties in work in the future, you can tell Yao Lingling directly and let her find me; after all, we are all our own people."

"Hey! Hey! Good! Good! Thank you—thank you Tang—Tang Song!"

Yao Xueli's whole face flushed red, so excited that she stammered, and her hands and feet were trembling.

Gong Gong Yunxiao and Yao Yao Rourou's expressions were stiff, both somewhat unnatural.

"No need to be so polite." Tang Song pinched Yao Lingling's hand, turned his head slightly and said: "Yao Lingling, won't you introduce your uncle and aunt to me?"

He originally didn't want to meet his little junior's parents.

But since they met here, it would be unreasonable not to say hello.

"Ah—oh oh!"

Yao Yao Lingling was like being pressed on a switch and suddenly came back to her senses.

She looked at Tang Song's smiling eyes, and her face turned bright red.

Nervousness, shyness, and a huge joy of being recognized in public rushed to her heart.

So worth it!

So worth it!

Senior, you deserve to have so many girlfriends!

Even if it was just a "one-day boyfriend," Tang Song performed flawlessly.

This emotional value was simply full marks.

She pulled Tang Song to the relatives.

Yao Lingling, who had always been generous, was now shyly lowering her head, whispering: "Dad, Mom, this—this is Tang Song."

"Uncle, Aunt, hello." Tang Song took the initiative to say hello, his posture both respectful and close.

"Hello, hello."

Zhang Xiufang and Yao Guanjie were already nervous and at a loss, and could only nod repeatedly subconsciously.

After a somewhat chaotic introduction.

Tang Song smiled and said: "It's getting late, and Yao Lingling and I have an appointment to watch a movie, so I won't go up and disturb everyone. If there's a chance another day, I'll host and invite all the elders to have a meal together."

Zhang Xiufang and the others hurriedly said: "Hey, good, good, good."

After a simple farewell.

Tang Song pulled Yao Yao Lingling, who was still a bit dizzy, by the hand and turned into the courtyard where fine snow was still falling, under the eyes of everyone who was extremely complex.

Gong Gong Yunxiao and Yao Yao Rourou personally sent them to the door, talking in low voices.

The relatives in the lobby seemed to have been released from a freezing spell, bursting into irrepressible exclamations and discussions.

"Xueli, what is the identity of Yao Lingling's boyfriend?"

"Is he a leader in your company?"

Aunt Yao Xueli took a deep breath, her tone still trembling with excitement: "He is the chairman of our company! He is the new boss I told you about before, who spent over 100 million to buy the entire film and television base!"

"Hiss—"

A gasp sounded all around.

Zhang Xiufang and Yao Guanjie's faces gradually flushed red.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel, they looked at the tall figure walking side by side with their daughter in the snow, feeling a thousand emotions in their hearts.

After all, they were close relatives, and everyone present knew Yao Xueli's situation.

She was at the state-owned enterprise, the Cultural Tourism Investment Group, before.

Later, she was "optimized" to the 【Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base】 to do logistics, which was considered being sent away, and she complained to them a lot.

They also knew that the Handing Group had sold its equity due to a financial crisis, and it was said that a big boss took over—but they never expected that the "big boss" was Tang Song.

So young, so outstanding, and he is Yao Lingling's boyfriend!

This shock was simply too great!

Just at this time, Gong Gong Yunxiao and Yao Yao Rourou, who had finished sending them off, walked back.

Gong Gong Yunxiao's attitude changed subtly again, intimate and enthusiastic.

The two didn't talk much about Tang Song's identity, just said a few words ambiguously.

Some things, too much is as bad as too little; they were all people in the system and knew this well.

These relatives were in all walks of life; if they really knew all of Tang Song's situation, it was hard to guarantee what kind of trouble they would cause.

It's good like this now; as long as this relationship exists, everyone might benefit in the future.

The stone path was winding and tortuous.

Occasionally, tourists in bathrobes walked by laughing, leaving a string of footprints, which were soon covered by new snowflakes.

Yao Yao Lingling was pulled by him like this, occasionally looking up secretly at the senior beside her.

Thinking back to the scenes just now, a silly smile always remained on her face.

Sensing her gaze, Tang Song turned his head and asked with a smile:

"How is it, my dear girlfriend? Was my performance just now not bad? Give me a score?"

Yao Yao Lingling stuck out her tongue, and her eyes, which were full of light, curved into two beautiful crescents.

"Hmm... so-so, barely give you—120 points! Full marks 100!"

"Is there any reward for that?" Tang Song suddenly stopped and blinked at his little junior.

Snowflakes drifted down quietly, sticking to his shoulders, crystal clear.

He stood in the wind and snow, his lips red and teeth white, his cold white skin setting off his high nose bridge, cold and handsome yet with a bit of laziness and allure.

As if he were an unreal existence.

Yao Yao Lingling instantly felt that she was being teased by the senior until her heart was itching, and her body was itching too.

An inexplicable courage and impulse surged up instantly!

She suddenly stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and then closed her eyes and kissed his lips hard.

This time, she finally tasted the senior's taste truly and clearly.

Fresh, clean, and with a faint hint of mint.

Like the air after snow, cold, yet addictive.

The sound of the wind and the laughter of pedestrians seemed to have disappeared.

Only the entanglement between their lips and the violent heartbeat that was about to melt her remained.

Yao Yao Lingling closed her eyes, and a thought echoed repeatedly in her heart:

This is the taste of love!

Senior, I will never forget this moment in my life, and I will never forget you.

Snowflakes fell on her eyelashes, melting into cold water droplets, but her body was burning hot.

Throughout the entire afternoon, time seemed to have been stretched into segments of fast-forward shots full of sweetness and laughter.

In the private cinema.

The two were wrapped in the same soft blanket, holding a large bucket of steaming caramel popcorn. On the screen, a Hollywood blockbuster was staging intense chases and explosions, while Yao Yao Lingling's head was leaning on Tang Song's shoulder at some point.

By the artificial lake, at dusk.

The two strolled by the lake covered with thin ice. Yao Yao Lingling would pick up a small stone and throw it hard into the distance, drawing a long, beautiful arc on the ice surface, then turned back and bloomed with an incomparably brilliant smile at him.

In the high-end buffet restaurant.

Yao Yao Lingling held two plates, like a happy little hamster, shuttling back and forth between king crab legs, fresh mantis shrimp, and thick-cut salmon. She piled everything she thought was the most delicious onto the plate in front of Tang Song, then looked at him with expectation.

By the time the two returned to the villa suite hidden deep in the bamboo forest, night had completely fallen.

In the courtyard outside the window, fine snowflakes were drifting again at some unknown time, looking quiet and romantic under the warm yellow lights.

The two sat down on the soft sofa in the living room.

A silly smile still remained on Yao Yao Lingling's face, still savoring the funny plot of the movie in the afternoon, describing it to Tang Song with gestures.

While drinking hot cocoa, she excitedly discussed the plot of the movie with Tang Song.

Tang Song listened, but his gaze always uncontrollably fell on the little junior's waist and hips wrapped in jeans.

Sensing his somewhat burning gaze, Yao Yao Lingling's voice gradually lowered, her cheeks slightly red, "Senior, you—why do you keep looking at me..."

Tang Song's body leaned forward slightly, "Yao Lingling, did you have fun today?"

"Happy..." Yao Yao Lingling's heart jumped, seemingly guessing what he was going to say.

"Then—" Tang Song's voice lowered further, with some bewitchment, "Should we soak in the hot spring? Soaking in a steaming hot spring on a snowy day is the most comfortable thing."

Yao Yao Lingling's body sat up straight suddenly, her heartbeat missed half a beat instantly, and her cheeks burned along with it.

She subconsciously glanced at the hot spring pool outside the floor-to-ceiling window, "Then I'll go let the water in."

This was also the part she was looking forward to the most, of course, mainly to see the senior's "good figure."

And by the way, show off the peach-shaped butt she had worked hard to train for these past few months.

"No need, leave the physical labor of letting the water in to me, your boyfriend." Tang Song's smile deepened, "You go upstairs first and change your clothes."

Yao Yao Lingling let out a low cry, immediately bounced off the sofa, responded with a red face, and walked quickly upstairs.

Watching her panicked back, Tang Song's gaze was full of smiles.

He stood up and came to the side of the hot spring pool, following the operating instructions, and turned on the water injection button.

Soon, steaming hot spring water gushed out from the pipe and injected into the pool chiseled from a whole piece of volcanic rock, and the air became warm and humid.

After doing all this, he returned to the master bedroom on the first floor.

The villa had two bedrooms in total, obviously prepared for a family vacation.

Yao Yao Lingling was on the second floor, and he was on the first floor.

He took off his clothes, changed into the black boxer swimming trunks Yao Yao Lingling had already prepared for him, put on a bathrobe, and stepped into slippers.

When he came to the living room, the little junior still hadn't come out.

Tang Song picked up the fruit tea and cups provided by the hotel and walked into the courtyard.

The night wind blew with the unique coldness after snow, causing a layer of fine goosebumps on his exposed skin.

He took off his bathrobe, hung it on the wooden rack to the side, and then stepped into the hot spring pool step by step.

"Hiss—"

The warm spring water instantly wrapped around his whole body, driving away all the coldness.

He leaned comfortably against the smooth rock wall and let out a long breath of white turbid air.

Snowflakes were still drifting down silently.

Some fell on the quiet bamboo forest and maple trees all around, and some fell into the warm pool water, disappearing without a trace before melting.

He raised his head, looking at the pitch-black night sky and the swaying snow, a sense of comfort and tranquility surging in his heart.

Just at this moment.

A slight "da, da" sound came from beside him.

"Senior—"

A voice full of shyness and playfulness rang out in the mist-filled air.

Tang Song turned around and saw the little junior standing not far from the pool side.

She was wrapped in a pure white bathrobe, and her hands were nervously clutching a bath towel.

A head of long black hair was loosely tied into a cute bun, and there was a blush on her clean face.

Their eyes met.

Yao Yao Lingling's cheeks turned even redder, standing there somewhat coyly.

Tang Song couldn't help but say: "What, my girlfriend, are you planning to stay wrapped in a bathrobe like this, and let me see what you look like in a swimsuit?"

Yao Yao Lingling bit her lip, then pretended to be generous and countered: "What's the rush? I know you have abdominal muscles, let me inspect the goods first, boyfriend."

Because the hot spring pool was steaming, plus Tang Song was leaning against the pool wall, she really couldn't see clearly.

"Alright."

Tang Song chuckled and slowly stood up from the water.

The water flowed down his perfect body lines like a sculpture.

The distinct eight-pack abs, sexy mermaid line, and broad shoulders and sturdy chest were full of hormone-exploding charm under the dim yellow lights of the courtyard and the lingering mist.

This was an almost perfect body.

Yao Yao Lingling instantly widened her eyes, and her breathing became rapid.

She only felt a hot current rushing straight to the top of her head, her legs subconsciously clamped together, and she felt dizzy.

This was the first time she had seen Tang Song in such a "naked" state; this visual impact was simply too shocking.

Looking at her cute and infatuated look, Tang Song teased with a smile: "How is it? Are you satisfied? Now should it be your turn?"

"Ah," Yao Yao Lingling let out a low cry, rubbed for a long time with a red face, and finally untied her bathrobe.

She was wearing a dark-colored split bikini.

The top was a push-up design, indeed—trying very hard to squeeze out a little bit of curve, but even so, it still couldn't hide her mediocre size.

Noticing Tang Song's gaze looking at her chest, a strong sense of shame and inferiority surged up instantly.

Yao Yao Lingling hurriedly turned around, using the excuse of hanging up the bathrobe, and turned her back to him.

She also revealed her back wearing the bikini.

The slender upper body and the firm, round buttocks below formed a waist-to-hip ratio with great visual impact.

That curve started from the slender lower back, reached the extreme at the highest point of the buttocks, and then slowly tightened downward, seamlessly connecting with the large thighs full of healthy flesh.

Admiring the little junior's back, Tang Song felt refreshed; he was indeed not disappointed.

Immediately, Yao Yao Lingling turned around.

Covering her chest, she walked down the stone steps with a red face and immersed her whole body into the warm spring water.

With the little A covered by the mist, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The senior's figure was simply too awesome, putting her under great pressure.

Tang Song picked up the warmed fruit tea from the stone table by the pool and poured a cup for each of them.

"Come on, let's have a toast."

Yao Yao Lingling took the warm white porcelain cup with both hands and responded with a giggle: "Cheers!"

"Ding~"

She held the warm teacup and sipped it in small mouthfuls, the sour and sweet berry aroma spreading between her lips and teeth.

Driving away the last trace of coldness in her body.

The two chatted while soaking in the hot spring face to face.

From the design plan for the next season of the 【He Yi】 brand, to the funny anecdotes on the university campus, and then to the latest entertainment gossip.

Tang Song soaked in the hot spring, looking at the energetic little junior opposite him, completely relaxed.

He really liked Yao Lingling.

Not just physically, but more psychologically.

From the cyber-raising game on Opening Xiaohongshu at the beginning, the energetic Yaoyao Ling had brought him countless joy and warmth.

There seemed to be a natural synchronization between them.

Whether it was chatting about games, design, gossip, or teasing each other, they could connect seamlessly, relaxed and comfortable.

She was optimistic, generous, sincere, and not pretentious; being with her always made it easy to get joy.

If he were still that ordinary person who was "listening to advice and transforming" on Opening Xiaohongshu back then.

Perhaps, he would also become a good friend with Yao Lingling who could talk about anything.

The Japanese-style lanterns in the courtyard emitted a warm glow.

Enveloping their figures and the surrounding bamboo forest and snow scene in a quiet and beautiful atmosphere.

As the water temperature dropped slowly, the mist on the pool surface became slightly thinner.

Yao Yao Lingling's gaze uncontrollably fell on Tang Song opposite her again, looking a bit dazed.

Fine snowflakes fell on his pitch-black hair, or brushed past his high nose bridge, melting into the warm water vapor.

That already handsome face, under the reflection of this scene, was like an illusion walking out of a manga.

Yao Yao Lingling's heartbeat got faster and faster, faster and faster—gritting her teeth, she took a step.

Damn it! What am I afraid of?!

Today, he is my legitimate boyfriend!

If there's an advantage to be taken and you don't take it, you're a turtle!

Lust is a knife, but Yao Yao Lingling was already bold enough to reach the sky at this moment.

She stood up from the water, bringing up a piece of crystal-clear water spray.

Immediately, she suddenly stepped forward and hugged Tang Song's body.

Kissed his lips again.

This time, she didn't close her eyes again, but bravely looked straight into his shining eyes.

Learning from the TV series, she poured all her accumulated admiration and desire into this reckless and enthusiastic French wet kiss.

Feeling Yao Lingling's sudden enthusiasm, Tang Song's eyes raised slightly, and he began to respond and guide skillfully and gently.

Soon, mist floated in the little junior's eyes, and she obediently followed his rhythm.

Tang Song's hand slid slowly down the curve of her smooth back.

A sense of possessive joy and satisfaction instantly filled his heart.

Snowflakes drifted down slowly from the dark gray sky.

There was only the sound of gurgling water in the courtyard.