Chapter 662

The thin, warm afternoon sun of winter softly enveloped the area outside the airport VIP passage.

A gentle breeze blew, stirring the few wisps of hair at her temples.

"Long time no see, Ouyang."

Hearing this familiar yet seemingly slightly strange voice, and feeling Tang Song's sincere and warm embrace.

Ouyang Xianyue was wrong for a split second.

In her eyes, calm as water, a violent ripple surged.

The Tang Song in her memory, when with her, was rational and restrained most of the time, and could even be said to be somewhat cold.

He was very direct; any matter or conversation would go straight to the point, precise and efficient.

Just like a perfect, precise instrument without any emotion.

Even though she had long known from Wen Ruan and others that his emotional pattern had undergone a huge change over the past year.

She never thought it would be so direct and warm.

But only a moment later, she relaxed, and a smile that only she could appreciate curled at the corners of her mouth.

She stretched out her arms and returned an equally sincere, yet slightly teasing, embrace.

She even patted his broad back gently, as if soothing a junior.

Secretary Chen Jing, standing to the side, watched this incredible scene, trying hard to remain calm on the surface, while a stormy sea surged within her heart.

Having been by Ms. Ouyang's side for so many years, she had never seen her have such an intimate gesture with any man, not even family.

After a good while, Tang Song took a light breath and slowly released his arms.

Before meeting, his heart was actually full of worries.

But after meeting, just one embrace and one "long time no see."

That sense of strangeness caused by time and space vanished without a trace instantly.

Replacing it was a full, joyful feeling of reunion after a long separation.

A brilliant, heartfelt smile gradually appeared on Tang Song's face.

His clear, spirited eyes looked straight at her.

Although Ouyang Xianyue before him was no longer young, the traces of time on her had only settled into mellowness and charm.

Under meticulous care, her skin remained firm and delicate, with no visible wrinkles.

Instead, because of the loss of collagen, her bone structure appeared clearer and more three-dimensional, full of a high-class feel.

His smile was clean and handsome, making Ouyang Xianyue opposite him subconsciously look away for a moment.

Immediately, she chuckled, masking her momentary loss of composure, "You've lost weight, and you've become much sturdier, and even more handsome.

It seems you've had a really good year; I'm happy for you."

As she spoke, she reached out naturally and gently brushed the wrinkles on his suit shoulder with her fingertips.

The entire movement was pleasing to the eye, carrying undisguised closeness.

In her eyes, there was both just the right amount of respect for him and concern for a "junior."

Tang Song's eyes brightened as he said, "Thank you, but compared to me, you haven't changed at all; you're still as beautiful and elegant."

Ouyang Xianyue raised her eyes slightly, turned her head slightly, and her gaze fell on the distant tarmac.

Her tone carried a bit of just-right self-deprecation: "Really? It seems the 'anti-aging' projects I've invested in over the years have a pretty good return rate."

"Of course, I wouldn't lie to you."

A look of surprise flashed in Tang Song's eyes; he actually saw a flash of shyness on the face of this graceful and luxurious noblewoman.

This was the first time he had seen it.

Was it because of the contrast in his current persona?

It seemed she sensed the awkwardness in the atmosphere between the two.

Ouyang Xianyue turned gently, personally opened the rear door of the black Audi A8L for Tang Song, and gestured with her hand, "Get in, it's not convenient to talk here. Your assistant should have already told you; I have a quiet courtyard over at Huanhuaxi that has already been tidied up for you."

"Mm." Tang Song nodded, bent over, and sat in gracefully.

The seat cushion was soft and warm, still carrying Ouyang's scent.

Secretary Chen on the side hurriedly opened the other door, and Ouyang Xianyue sat in accordingly.

Tang Song looked at this composed precision queen beside him.

With her status, she would actually open the door for him personally.

From this tiny detail, one could see that in their interactions, he was actually always the one in the lead.

This gave rise to some strange feelings and satisfaction in his heart.

The Audi A8L started slowly, and the interior was silent.

Tang Song turned slightly and spoke first, his tone carrying concern, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how is the old gentleman's health?"

He hadn't forgotten his role interaction task 【Visit and Consolation】 this time; its core was to soothe this queen who was currently under immense pressure.

Naturally, he had to help relieve her and show concern.

Of course, with the existence of the 【Sweet Dew Spring Pot】, he should also be able to extend a glimmer of hope for that meritorious Academician Ouyang.

He had always believed deeply in the power of the system.

"Still the same, just weaker." Ouyang Xianyue's eyes dimmed for a moment, but soon returned to calm, "He's old, and the body's parts are bound to age. However, he's been in much better spirits since hearing you were coming."

"Don't worry too much; the old gentleman is a giant of the era, and his willpower is stronger than anyone's. I believe he will get better. As for you, Tang Yi Precision, the Tang Jin family office, and your own family relationships, you must be very tired."

Hearing his words, Ouyang Xianyue's intertwined hands tightened involuntarily.

"Mm, actually it's fine, I'm used to it."

The two chatted back and forth.

Tang Song's posture was relaxed, a smile always on his face, his gaze watching her gently.

It was like listening to an old friend not seen for a long time, sharing and caring about each other's recent situations.

Ouyang Xianyue looked at his side profile, which appeared exceptionally handsome in the flowing light and shadow outside the window, her eyes slightly dazed.

Outside the car window, the scenery became increasingly quiet.

The black Audi A8L finally drove slowly into a heavily guarded, independent Chinese-style courtyard.

【Jinli Villa】.

Inside the courtyard, there was a scene at every step, with winding paths leading to seclusion, full of low-key yet heavy top-tier aesthetic taste.

Tang Song's residence was arranged in the deepest and quietest part of the courtyard, "Tingzhu Pavilion."

His luggage had already been sent here ahead of him.

After putting his briefcase back in his bedroom, Tang Song was led by Ouyang Xianyue to an elegant tea room.

She took out a tin of the best quality Mengding Sweet Dew from a small rosewood cabinet.

Then, she knelt on the cushion beside the low table and brewed it for him personally.

Spring water was poured into the covered bowl, and the tea leaves unfurled in the water.

The elegant tea fragrance soon permeated the quiet air.

Every one of her movements was smooth and flowing, full of the pleasing rhythm belonging to a noblewoman of a great family.

Tang Song's gaze remained on her, carrying undisguised appreciation and inquiry.

"Taste it." She pushed the first cup of tea to Tang Song, "This year's new tea, my aunt specially had it sent over."

Tang Song picked up the teacup and took a light sip, "The soup color is bright yellow-green, and the taste is fresh, refreshing, and mellow; it is indeed good tea."

The two naturally started chatting about the topic of "tea ceremony."

As a "player" who had "conquered" and cultivated Ouyang Xianyue in the game, Tang Song naturally knew many of her hidden details.

For example, her mastery and love for calligraphy and tea ceremony. Plus, after he obtained the 【Sweet Dew Spring Pot】 before, he had specially crammed a lot of related knowledge.

At this moment, the conversation between the two was tacit and deep.

The atmosphere was also exceptionally relaxed and natural.

Ouyang Xianyue raised her head, looking at Tang Song opposite her through the argon-like water vapor.

She only felt her heart was comfortable and her mood was pleasant.

At this very moment, she finally felt the kind of most real emotional warmth belonging to a mortal from this confidant.

No wonder Su Yu and Mo Xiang Wan would evaluate him like that.

He really had changed a lot, a lot.

Over the years, the relationship between her and Tang Song had actually always been very special.

At the very beginning, she really treated him as a junior. In her eyes, the 19-year-old Tang Song was indeed terrifyingly mature, but in her eyes, he was ultimately an unpolished jade that needed her guidance and protection.

But later she gradually discovered that the wisdom and pattern possessed by this young man had long since far surpassed her, and even surpassed everyone she knew.

Thus, that care of a senior gradually turned into equal appreciation, and finally completely turned into heartfelt submission.

For him, she had appreciation, admiration, and even deeper reliance.

But because of the age gap and Tang Song's extremely restrained emotions, they were restrained and calm.

Far less close and tight than Jin Weixiao and him.

And now, his changes made her happy from the bottom of her heart.

She had very, very few true friends, and Tang Song was undoubtedly the most special and important one among them.

She began to crave, and began to look forward to, being able to have a deeper emotional exchange with him.

After finishing the tea, the topic naturally returned to the health condition of the old gentleman Ouyang Chengping.

"He has been drinking Chinese medicine to nourish himself recently; his spirits are actually very good, it's just that his body functions have naturally declined to the limit. At this level, there are no more miracle drugs to use."

Ouyang Xianyue's eyes lowered, her voice carrying fatigue.

"Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes strengthening the foundation and nourishing the origin." Tang Song's tone became gentle, "For elderly seniors, forcibly using medicine to attack the lesions is not as good as following nature and using gentle methods to regulate Qi and blood, which is better for longevity.

Actually, besides decoctions, some professional acupoint massage and meridian dredging can also play a very good auxiliary role. For example, pressing Zusanli can strengthen the spleen and stomach, while rubbing the Shenmen acupoint can nourish the heart and calm the spirit—"

He spoke clearly and logically, appearing exceptionally natural and credible.

Ouyang Xianyue was surprised, "First time knowing you also understand these."

Tang Song smiled, "I do understand some."

The Tang Song in the dream state before actually understood, but at that time, he probably would never have chatted with Ouyang Xianyue about this kind of topic, which in his view was purely "wasting time."

"Okay, I'll find a professional to try it later."

Tang Song picked up the teacup and took a light sip.

His gaze fell on her shoulder and neck curve, which appeared increasingly upright because she was sitting straight.

He said as if casually, "Sister Xianyue, do you occasionally feel stiffness and soreness in your right shoulder and neck, and occasionally it even triggers headaches?"

"Yes, it seems you are still a 'divine doctor'." As the contact increased, her tone also became relaxed and casual.

"This is caused by long-term high-intensity work, plus excessive thinking, leading to stagnation of Qi and blood near the 'Jianjing acupoint.' If not regulated in time, it will be very troublesome later. If you don't mind, I'll help you dredge it; it will be relieved very soon."

Before, when hugging at the airport, he had touched Ouyang's body and had also roughly judged some of her muscle conditions.

At 36, she was indeed no longer young.

Plus, she had a personality that liked stillness over movement, so her body naturally had quite a few problems.

Ouyang Xianyue was startled upon hearing this, and struggle and hesitation flashed in her eyes.

Tang Song immediately said, "If it's not convenient, forget it; you can find a professional female therapist later."

"No." Ouyang Xianyue interrupted him, "I just feel it's inappropriate to let you do this kind of thing."

"There's nothing inappropriate about it." Tang Song shook his head, looking into her eyes, "Between us, we shouldn't need to care about these, right?"

Ouyang Xianyue pondered slightly, and finally nodded gently, no longer being coy.

Tang Song let her sit well on a rosewood armchair covered with a soft cushion, and he came behind her.

His fingers fell gently on her shoulders, which were wrapped in top-tier velvet fabric.

He began to slide slowly, his fingertips rubbing over her stiff muscles through the clothing.

When his fingertips pressed down, he could clearly feel the plump and soft texture of the muscles, yet they contained amazing elasticity and toughness.

Tang Song's movements were neither hurried nor slow.

Waves of warm breath permeated through his fingertips.

Ouyang Xianyue subconsciously let out a low hum, and then that gorgeous face gradually became stained with a layer of thin red.

Her body also became tense.

"Don't be nervous, relax."

The warm breath brushed past her ear.

Ouyang Xianyue took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

Soon, Tang Song's fingers crossed the collar of her clothes and fell on her exposed skin, warm and delicate.

Waves of strange feelings were mixed in with the soreness, surging in waves.

Making her unable to maintain composure anymore.

It wasn't that she hadn't experienced top-tier therapeutic massage; to maintain the best state of her skin and body, she even had her own private SPA team.

But Tang Song's massage was completely different.

This was an extremely strange feeling of having her safety zone invaded.

Ouyang Xianyue bit her lower lip tightly; a few times, she wanted to open her mouth and call for a stop.

But that restraint and elegance rooted in her bone marrow meant she never showed it.

After all, they had always been respectful to each other.

He kindly helped her regulate her body, and she actually had a shameful reaction.

This—this was too outrageous!

Gradually, that strange pleasure became more and more intense, almost crushing her reason.

Ouyang Xianyue's lips began to open slightly uncontrollably, her breath like orchids.

Just at this moment.

"Ding-a-ling—"

A burst of urgent mobile phone ringing sounded abruptly in the tea room.

Tang Song's movements paused, and he took out his phone from his pocket.

【Luo Bin】

Ouyang Xianyue woke up abruptly from her dazed state.

"You go ahead and get busy."

She dropped this sentence, stood up from the armchair almost immediately, and walked quickly to the tea table.

She picked up the teapot and used the action of pouring tea for herself to mask her unnatural complexion.

Tang Song answered the phone, his voice returning to its usual calm, "Hello, Luo Bin."

"Mr. Tang, hello." Luo Bin's familiar voice came from the receiver, "I have just finished communicating with Ms. Cheng's side and have completely clarified their demands. Next, our team will formally initiate a series of legal procedures, including litigation, property preservation, and reporting to regulatory departments, against 【Xuyuan Real Estate】 and 【Xiongshi Security】."

"Okay, I know, thank you for your hard work."

Hanging up the phone, Tang Song's gaze fell back on the graceful figure who was currently facing away from him.

"How do you feel now?"

"Much better." Ouyang Xianyue moved her shoulders, her voice having returned to calm, without any ripples, "Since you still have official business to attend to, I won't disturb you."

She seemed to suddenly remember something and added, "Tomorrow morning at ten, I'll come to pick you up, and we'll go to the old house together to visit Grandpa."

"Okay, then see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Ouyang Xianyue put down the teacup, turned around, and with an impeccable smile on her face, nodded slightly at him.

Then she turned and left the tea room with elegant steps.

Watching her upright back, Tang Song couldn't help but shake his head.

Heaven is my witness, Tang Song's original intention was indeed good.

In order to complete the role interaction task 【Visit and Consolation】, he certainly had to soothe this queen who was under immense pressure from all aspects.

Helping to massage her shoulders could also be considered a most direct form of concern.

However, the effect of 【Imperial Hand Regulating Origin】 was really a bit over the top.

Especially that "special stimulation" effect it brought to the opposite sex, it was simply a bug-level existence.

Even a mature woman with a tough mind like Ouyang Xianyue couldn't quite handle it.

Thinking of the delicate touch like silk just now.

Tang Song's heart jumped involuntarily.

It had to be said that Ouyang Xianyue was completely different from all the women he had interacted with in the past.

Her charm was not that of a perfect high-mountain flower like Secretary Jin, nor was it the cold, fairy-like, dreamy, and enchanting charm of Su Yu, and certainly not the varied and charming style of Wen Ruan.

Her charm was a unique grace and luxury that only existed after being settled by time and soaked in top-tier power.

Restrained yet mellow and charming.

For an old pervert like Tang Song to be moved, it was truly the most normal thing.

However, facing this noblewoman who came from a prestigious background and could even be called a "senior" in a certain sense, he still instinctively maintained rational restraint.

After all, she was married.

Tang Song immediately collected his mind, picked up a cup of warm tea, and drank it in one gulp.

His gaze looked out the window.

Next, it was time to go see Sister Qiuqiu.

That third camellia flower had already bloomed and was waiting for him to pick it, while also taking the opportunity to soothe her well and help her unlock some psychological shackles.

Perhaps after this Rongcheng trip ended, he could finish cultivating the 【Dream Flower Seed】 and permanently increase his charm rating by 1 point.

Thinking of that terrified "little girl" in the dream, hiding in the dark corridor and crying "Daddy."

Tang Song's eyes instantly became gentle.

The black Audi A8L drove slowly forward along the Huanhuaxi bank.

"Ms. Ouyang, Ms. Ouyang." Secretary Chen Jing's calling voice came from the passenger seat.

Ouyang Xianyue, who was in a daze, quickly came back to her senses, "What's wrong?"

Chen Jing handed over the phone and whispered, "A call from President Mo of Tang Zong Entertainment."

Ouyang Xianyue took the phone and whispered, "Hello, Xiang Wan."

"Ms. Ouyang, good afternoon." On the other end of the phone came Mo Xiang Wan's probing voice, "You and Tang Song have met, right?"

"Met."

"Then regarding the pan-entertainment industry fund of the Tang Jin family office, and our Tang Zong Entertainment's future positioning in the family office system, what is his view?"

Mo Xiang Wan asked tactfully.

An awkward look appeared on Ouyang Xianyue's face.

Only then did she realize belatedly that she was in a hurry to return to Rongcheng this time, besides visiting Grandpa.

The most important "official business" was to take the opportunity of meeting Tang Song to probe his true attitude toward the internal power struggle of the family office.

But starting from that sudden embrace at the airport, her rhythm was completely messed up.

Just now in the tea room, she had originally wanted to see if she could take the opportunity of tea tasting to inadvertently probe his true views on Jin Weixiao and overseas capital.

As a result, it was completely messed up by his unexpected "TCM theory" and massage.

Recalling her reaction during the massage just now, which was almost out of control, her cheeks burned uncontrollably.

She forcibly suppressed the strangeness in her heart and whispered, "Tang Song and I haven't seen each other for more than a year, and his changes are indeed huge. So, I haven't mentioned these for the time being. No rush, I have my own rhythm."

"That's good." Mo Xiang Wan didn't pursue the question, but instead talked to her about the "full-network lottery" that Su Yu was about to start.

Activity.

Ouyang Xianyue understood her meaning instantly and couldn't help but sigh.

Su Yu was just like that, prone to extremes.

She cared too much about Tang Song and had already become a bit obsessed.

Over the past few years, the fundamental reason why Ouyang Xianyue had been tirelessly soothing her was actually because she was afraid that this female star would, in a moment of emotional loss of control, recklessly make her and Tang Song's romance public.

Once it reached that point, Tang Song would be completely exposed under the media spotlight, and all secrets would have nowhere to hide.

By then, Jin Weixiao would definitely lose control completely, and what kind of things a woman blinded by jealousy, holding vast capital and power, would do.

Ouyang Xianyue dared not think deeply.

Regarding Jin Weixiao, she ultimately didn't trust her, and could even be said to be afraid of her.

A few minutes later, the Audi A8L drove slowly into the independent Chinese-style courtyard by Huanhuaxi.

Ouyang Xianyue got out of the car but didn't go inside immediately; she just stood under that hundred-year-old ginkgo tree, silent.

The evening breeze blew, rolling up a few golden leaves, spinning in the air.

Ouyang Xianyue watched quietly, but felt her heart was like these fallen leaves drifting with the wind, unable to calm down no matter what.

Long after.

She turned and walked into the west study.

Standing quietly before the desk, she spread out the rice paper.

She picked up that most commonly used purple-hair brush.

But when she focused her mind and the brush tip fell.

What appeared on the rice paper were the two characters "Tang Song," written in a flying dragon and dancing phoenix style, with strength penetrating the paper.

Ouyang Xianyue's heart jumped.

Biting her rosy lips, she gently put the brush in her hand back into the brush washer.

She stared blankly at the two names on the paper that seemed to have gained life.

A highly tempting thought suddenly popped out.

If I enter the game with my body, can I control the loss of control of Jin Weixiao and Su Yu?