[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets":3,"chapter-maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-532":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Charm Maxed Out: Inheriting Game Assets",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2218943,3948,"Chapter 532","maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-532",532,"\u003Cp>\"—Her mother’s illness came too suddenly, and it was a huge blow to her. And because of the complex family relationship, she was forced to take on the responsibility...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s hand massaged the big sister’s peach-like buttocks, his voice low and full of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Remember the site domain]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan twisted her body, and a look of being moved also floated in the bottom of her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She herself was an emotional person and could empathize with the heroine Tang Song described.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An introverted, sensitive, and timid girl, facing a huge family change and the heavy pressure of reality, the kind of isolated and helpless despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This girl is indeed not easy; given her personality, she will definitely be bullied.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song sighed, \"Yeah, very pitiful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his words and looking at his expression, Wen Ruan’s heart moved slightly, and she quickly detected something wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly and leaned forward, \"Wait a minute, Tang Song. How do you know so clearly about her family affairs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you know her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s gaze dodged for a moment, and he nodded: \"She was my deskmate for 3 years in junior high.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What? Junior high deskmate?\" Wen Ruan widened her eyes and stood up from him suddenly, \"You've been mysterious these past few days, could it be because of her?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s voice became much lower, \"That is indeed the case.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan stepped back alertly, her gaze somewhat dangerous, \"So, don't tell me, this is another 'Liu Qingning'!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's not it.\" Tang Song smiled awkwardly, and then, as objectively and calmly as possible, told the story of Zhang Yan over the years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High school, Liu Qingning, QQ messages, Yancheng Agricultural University, Tiantongyuan semi-basement... Wen Ruan listened quietly, the expression on her face changing from initial annoyance to surprise, and then to later complexity and silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no longer a simple crush; this was a self-constructed emotional sustenance that was almost like a faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this regard, she could empathize even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her story with Tang Song wasn't smooth sailing either; there were many twists and turns and heartaches between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the age gap and the gap in wealth and status, she had also experienced avoidance, insecurity, and anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that she was much braver and bolder, and much stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, soon, she regained her alertness, looked at Tang Song, her gaze burning, \"So, buddy, you've paved the way for so long, what exactly do you mean?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The industry she is currently engaged in is copywriting editing for book marketing.\" Tang Song finally stated his purpose, \"And the company she is in is a secondary agent of Xingyun International Group. I want her to be able to come to Xingyun International to work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just arranging a job, a small matter.\" Wen Ruan’s eye corners twitched, \"Xingyun International is yours to decide now; I'm just a 'worker' helping you hold shares. You decide this little matter yourself. That, I have a video meeting to attend later, let's talk about these family matters when we have time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait a minute, Ruan Ruan.\" Tang Song hurriedly grabbed her arm and kissed the big sister on the face, \"Besides this, I also need you to guide her and help her—do some ideological work... Zhang Yan is really too fragile, and there are many things he doesn't dare let the other party know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he definitely couldn't hide it forever. If it really exploded, given her personality, she really couldn't withstand it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it was also mainly because Zhang Yan had lived too miserably over the years, and he couldn't bear to let this junior high deskmate suffer again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed a \"buffer zone,\" someone who could gently, patiently, and imperceptibly help Zhang Yan build up strong psychological defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this regard, Wen Ruan, who was mature, steady, loved life, and had many friends, was undoubtedly the best candidate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even hoped that in the future, Zhang Yan could grow up slowly at Xingyun International under Wen Ruan’s protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was another problem, which was that Zhang Yan might be somewhat resistant to this and would need a long time of psychological construction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn! Don't tell me, you want me to take the blame again?!\" Wen Ruan’s voice instantly rose, looking at him incredibly, \"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you kidding?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A \"pure little white flower\" who is sensitive and introverted and has a ten-year history of secret love; a \"fallen princess\" who has just experienced a huge family change and regards you as her only straw to clutch at; plus a heaven-sent romance in the style of \"hero saving beauty\" led by you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This buff is almost full!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of girl has no resistance at all to Tang Song, this walking hormone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he is an out-and-out scumbag! If that girl knew the truth, that would simply be a walking bomb!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She already has Liu Qingning’s blame on her back, the blame of Director Jin and Su Yu, and now she has to have another \"first love white moonlight (reverse version)\" blame?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does she still want to live?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the big sister’s intense reaction, Tang Song could only smile awkwardly and bite the bullet: \"That—Ruan Ruan, you promised before, you can't go back on your word.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan immediately had a black question mark face, \"When did I promise you such a thing?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have evidence.\" Tang Song took out his phone from his pocket unhurriedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clicked on a recording and pressed the play button. A lazy and blurred female voice, accompanied by suppressed panting, came out of the phone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[\"Mm-ah—**.—What? What talent—oh, Zhang Yan—you decide—Mm-ah—. Don't—faster—\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan’s charming face instantly flushed red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She widened her eyes, looking at this dog man with an innocent face in front of her, simply unable to believe her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grabbed a document and threw it fiercely at Tang Song, her voice both shy and angry, \"Setting me up in this situation?! And you—you actually recorded it?! Shameless! Lewd! Pervert!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song caught the file folder, took the opportunity to step forward and hug the big sister’s full body, pinning her against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said righteously: \"This is what you promised personally, the evidence is solid, you can't deny it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You bastard!\" Wen Ruan began to resist violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, all her struggles appeared soft and powerless in front of Tang Song’s strong physique, looking more like some kind of flirtatious push-and-pull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song kissed her directly and began to launch an attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the hospital rest area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhang Yan? Zhang Yan! What's wrong with you? Why is your face so white?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lulu finally noticed her good friend’s abnormality and shook her arm anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—I'm fine—\" Zhang Yan suddenly came back to her senses, her body trembling like an electric shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she flusteredly turned off the phone screen, as if she had been scared out of her wits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lulu took her phone concernedly, put it aside, and probed her forehead with the back of her hand, \"Are you too tired? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Don't scare me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, really fine.\" Zhang Yan lowered her head, her gaze looking straight at the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lulu looked at her lost appearance, thinking she was starting to be afraid again because of her mother’s affairs, and had to comfort her softly from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan suddenly stood up and whispered: \"My mom is about to have an examination, I'll go accompany her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm, okay, then I'll go back first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lulu followed her up, and when she was about to leave, she couldn't help but continue to incite: \"And about the work, with Tang Song’s connection, you really should come to Xingyun International Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Director Wen looks very good, and her aura is strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If we could go to the new company together, not only would there be no workplace oppression like that white fatty, but we could also earn a lot of money, and then—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She, like Zhang Yan, was a bottom-level corporate slave struggling to survive in this huge city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knew too well what a good job meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never in her life had she thought she would know a friend of Tang Song’s level; this was simply a heaven-sent opportunity to change her destiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the core of all this was still Zhang Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she could go over with her, relying on this connection, their lives would completely open a new chapter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Zhang Yan was just silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long time, she shook her head gently, \"No, Lulu—I—I want to try other industries—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah?\" Lulu was stunned, \"You this—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is Xingyun International! It's going to be listed soon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, one could say it was because of fear of not finding a suitable job and the position being eliminated, so changing industries,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, clearly there was a golden avenue laid out in front of her, and she actually chose to give up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She really couldn't understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, seeing Zhang Yan’s expression, she swallowed the words she hadn't said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's wait until her mother’s matter settles down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire afternoon that followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan was like a robot that had been wound up, following her mother with a blank expression, following along for examinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Zhao Fei had already arranged everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the CT room to the ultrasound department, from MRI to blood tests—every link was seamlessly connected and unobstructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All she needed to do was one thing—wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this leisure wrapped in \"privilege\" was more agonizing to her at this moment than any physical running around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it gave her plenty of time to think, to let her mind wander, to face the most fundamental problem she deliberately avoided—Liu Qingning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment she reunited with Tang Song until now, she had been trying her best to avoid, and even her brain subconsciously didn't want to think of the name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting on the bench outside the CT room, Zhang Yan was silent for a long time, and finally took out her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingertips trembling, she entered \"Liu Qingning - Qingning Technology\" in the search box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, some scattered news reports appeared on the screen, and there were even a few photos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Liu Qingning she knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of them were in reports related to \"Qingmi AI.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This \"Qingmi AI\" app could definitely be called resounding, and there were even many users around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Released for only half a year, the registered users had broken through the 50 million mark, and it was also the most heavyweight product under Qingning Technology. Now it is said that the app\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>users are about to break 100 million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Liu Qingning was actually the person in charge of this product.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same age as her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what about herself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An inconspicuous ordinary person who couldn't even keep her job, lived in a dilapidated rental house, and needed to rely on Tang Song to save her mother’s life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Tang Song was so closely related to Xingyun International Group, it was impossible for him not to know that Liu Qingning had entered Qingning Technology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was even possible that they had always been in contact, and their relationship had always been the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her assumption that Liu Qingning abandoned Tang Song to come to Shencheng was just a fantasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song, Liu Qingning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the people of the same world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sense of inferiority deep into the bone marrow, like cold water, poured down from the top of her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly felt that the dreamlike weekend of the past two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was like a shameful thief, stealing the sunshine that didn't belong to her while the moon wasn't paying attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears slid down her cheeks unconsciously, dripping onto the phone screen, blurring that dazzling name into a blur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't know how much time had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy lead door of the CT room opened slowly, and the nursing assistant pushed her mother out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Zhou Hui had been injected with sedatives and contrast agents, her face appeared somewhat pale, and her expression was somewhat listless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan immediately put away her phone, stepped forward quickly, and held her mother’s cold hand tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning to the quiet special ward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nursing assistant skillfully helped her mother adjust the bed and cover her with the quilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the attending physician in charge of them also walked in, holding a list of examination schedules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Today’s CT enhancement and ultrasound examinations are all done. From the preliminary images, the situation is about the same as we predicted before...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan nodded hard, keeping every word the doctor said in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doctor gave a few more instructions about resting and relaxing her mind, then turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ward returned to silence again, with only the subtle, rhythmic \"beep-beep\" sound of medical instruments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky gradually turned pitch black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui soon fell into a deep sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan sat by the bed, looking at her mother without moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dong, dong dong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft knock on the door sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan raised her head, her eyes trembling violently, and she stood up almost subconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song walked in lightly, carrying a large bag, and then showed her a warm smile, saying silently with his mouth shape: \"Time to eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the two came to the quiet lounge next door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lunch boxes were opened one by one, all of which were delicious foods she had mentioned she liked unintentionally in casual conversation—honey-glazed char siu, steaming wonton noodles, and a bowl of iced mango pomelo sago...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't know what you wanted to eat, so I bought a bit of everything.\" Tang Song handed her the chopsticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\" Zhang Yan lowered her head, her eyes slightly moist, trying hard not to let herself show any abnormality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This dinner was unusually silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Tang Song picked up food for her, her body would tense up unconsciously, and then she would say a soft \"thank you,\" but didn't pick food back for him like yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That bit of intimacy and ambiguity that had just sprouted seemed to have disappeared without a trace suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A trace of confusion flashed in Tang Song’s eyes, but he didn't ask much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just slowed down his eating speed so the silence wouldn't be too awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, the two cleaned up together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song said in a relaxed and joking tone: \"Xingyun International Group is currently building a new AI marketing content team and is very short of talent, especially needing editors like you who have traditional media experience and good writing skills. Now the combination of AI and content creation is the biggest trend. Lulu has already seized the opportunity, and you, this good friend, can't fall behind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had finally \"convinced\" the big sister’s side, and next was to find a way to make Zhang Yan agree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tang Song, you—you must be very busy, right?\" Her voice was very light, carrying a hint of cautious probing, \"People like you,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>must have many important things to handle every day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song was stunned, not knowing why she suddenly said this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan lowered her head and continued: \"I will take good care of my mother here. I will also try hard to find work myself. You—you don't need to worry about me, really, I can't always let you worry about me. I'm sorry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her speaking speed was very, very slow, as if every sentence took a great deal of effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhang Yan.\" Tang Song sat up straight and looked at her, \"Did you forget what I told you at noon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his words, her body shook, her long eyelashes trembling up and down, and the tears were almost about to burst out immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—I remember.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, don't say sorry to me anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bit her lower lip hard, stood up slowly, and said: \"That—my mom should be waking up soon, I have to go take care of her. You—you are going back to Yancheng the day after tomorrow, you must have many things to handle, you go ahead and be busy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song frowned, wanting to say something, but looking at her eyes filled with pleading and avoidance, he didn't speak in the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could clearly feel that Zhang Yan’s emotions were very wrong now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn't simple insecurity or shyness, but a deeper kind of fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combined with her personality, Tang Song had some guesses in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, somewhat helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, then you go quickly, Auntie really needs someone to accompany her now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song stood up and watched Zhang Yan’s fleeing back disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the special ward, the light was soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui had just sat up, and the nursing assistant was carefully placing the dinner on the small table. After a professional afternoon of nursing and rest, her complexion was much better, no longer as gray and defeated as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Yan, have you eaten?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"..—. Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did Tang Song bring you food?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan was silent for a moment, said a soft \"Mm,\" and sat down on the chair next to her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Began to repeat the doctor’s instructions from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her daughter’s distracted appearance, a trace of imperceptible worry flashed in Zhou Hui’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After 8 o'clock in the evening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui finished her IV drip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan stood up and said: \"Mom, I have to go home once, Orange still needs to be settled, and there are some things at the company that need to be handled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm, it's okay, you go ahead. There are Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang here, they are very professional.\" Zhou Hui nodded, then asked cautiously, \"Will Tang Song come to pick you up?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan’s expression tightened, she took a deep breath and said: \"Mom, Tang Song is very busy, we have already troubled him enough, and—and he is just here in Yangcheng on a business trip and is about to leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah? This—\" Zhou Hui’s heart skipped a beat, and that ominous premonition surged again, \"Then what about you two—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom.\" Zhang Yan’s lips were pursed tightly, and she whispered: \"I'm going back now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her daughter’s obviously dodging expression and listening to her tone of feigned strength, Zhou Hui understood instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thing she feared most had happened after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Yan.\" Zhou Hui suddenly reached out and grabbed her daughter’s hand, \"I have something I want to tell you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That rough, large hand, with calluses from years of labor, was unusually warm and powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The familiar temperature made Zhang Yan’s nose ache, and she sat back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui said politely to the two nursing assistants, and they immediately understood and exited the ward, closing the door gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the mother and daughter were left in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui held Zhang Yan’s hand, rubbing it gently and repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Yan,\" she looked at her daughter, a clarity appearing in her cloudy eyes, \"Mom doesn't have much culture, I've lived a very failed life,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>nothing worth you learning from as life experience, to put it bluntly, I'm a useless person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, that's not true.\" Zhang Yan’s lips moved, wanting to refute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui shook her head, interrupting her, and began to talk about her two marriages on her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I was young, to marry your father, I fell out with your grandmother’s family and ran thousands of miles to a village in Yan Province alone. I thought, as long as I kept the home well, farmed the land well, and served him well, that would be the greatest support for him—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Later, when I was with your Uncle Chen—I worked myself to the bone, treated his children no worse than Shuangshuang, and let them decide everything in the house...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui said this, wiped the corners of her eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly, full of bitterness and desolation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan also learned these stories about her mother completely for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui was indeed very unfortunate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one marriage, she gave everything for love, only to be hurt beyond recognition; in another marriage, she gave everything for her family and children, only to be defeated by the cold reality in the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her whole life was spent in hardship, forbearance, and retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long time, Zhou Hui stopped narrating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze fell on her daughter’s face, brighter than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Yan, Mom doesn't want you to follow in my footsteps. I hope you can be happy and have someone who truly loves and protects you in the future.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For a woman, it's really not easy to meet a man in a lifetime who both treats you sincerely and has the ability to protect you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand gripped her daughter’s hand tightly, word by word,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A bowl of steaming hot rice is placed on the table; if you don't pick up your chopsticks and eat it quickly, do you expect others to leave you a bite? Don't be silly!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can meet Tang Song, a classmate you knew since junior high, this is your blessing! It's God who couldn't bear to watch for so many years and is feeling sorry for you; it's what you deserve!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears blurred Zhang Yan’s eyes, and she could no longer control herself, throwing herself into her mother’s arms and beginning to cry loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like when she was a child, when she was wronged at school, she would return home and throw herself into her mother’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cried while sobbing: \"But I'm not worthy of him, he has other girls he likes, a hundred times, a thousand times better than me—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hui hugged her daughter’s trembling body, listening to her heartbreaking crying, and her own eyes turned red too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't speak immediately, just reached out that rough hand and patted her daughter’s back one by one, letting her vent all her grievances and anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long time, when Zhang Yan’s crying gradually subsided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said slowly: \"Silly girl.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If he really didn't have you in his heart, would he be full and have nothing to do but do so many things for you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since he doesn't feel you are 'unworthy,' why don't you try to fight for it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have to know, some people, once you dodge them, they are really gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way back, the night wind was cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan sat by the bus window; outside the window were the thousands of lights of Yangcheng, like flowing rivers of light, flickering in her pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her mind, her mother’s words echoed repeatedly: \"Once you dodge them, they are really gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She returned to the Lanxinyuan community in a daze, climbed the familiar six flights of stairs,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Click,\" she pushed open the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Meow—\" Orange, like a warm cannonball, immediately darted out from the darkness, rubbing against her ankles intimately, using all its strength to act spoiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan bent down to pick it up, buried her face in its soft fur, and took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights in the house were turned on one by one. She stood in the middle of the living room, looking around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a whole day of drying and ventilation, those walls that were once mottled, damp, and made her ashamed to show people were now as clean as new, reflecting a soft, warm white halo under the lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't help but walk forward, her fingers touching them gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, her gaze swept over the old sofa, the balcony, and the \"Dragon Ball\" on the simple bookshelf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brain was a mess. One moment it was Liu Qingning’s confident and bright face that made people afraid to look directly at her, the next moment it was Tang Song’s smiling profile with white paint on it when he accompanied her to paint the walls, as well as his kisses and hugs...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the images intertwined and collided, making her gaze dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first time she heard the name \"Liu Qingning\" was more than a month after the start of high school, on that same slightly cool autumn day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, she was at No. 2 Middle School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her heart, Tang Song was her best and only friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said that even if they went to different high schools, they would always be friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took it seriously and remembered it particularly carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his QQ avatar never lit up again, and she lost all ways to contact him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, on a Friday afternoon, she summoned the greatest courage of her life and stepped into the school gate of No. 1 Middle School for the first time, wanting to ask him if he had changed to a new QQ number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she only saw him standing with that girl who was as exquisite and beautiful as a porcelain doll under the banyan tree sprinkled with golden sunlight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>laughing so brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She instinctively hid in the crowd. Then she heard the discussion of the people around her and heard the name \"Liu Qingning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, this name followed her like a shadow, becoming louder and louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time she went to No. 1 Middle School, whether it was on the playground, in the cafeteria, or in the pedestrian street and bookstore opposite the school gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the time, she was by his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, she also tried hard to become a top student beyond her ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter how hard she tried, her grades could only be considered ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also because there was such a dazzling reference object as Liu Qingning that she would become more and more insecure in the repeated looking up,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>more and more timid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she hid herself completely in that corner that no one asked about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hiding lasted for 10 years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, it was her ten years of watching and the wish of \"Dragon Ball\" that finally exchanged for such an incredible \"miracle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A miracle can be called a miracle precisely because it is incredible enough and might only happen once in a lifetime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once you dodge them, they are really gone—Tang Song—Tang Song—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wiped away the tears that had fallen at some point messily, repeating this name unconsciously in her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unprecedented unwillingness and palpitation surged from the bottom of her heart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In those almond eyes that were always timid, a bright flame seemed to start burning bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath, went to the bedroom, and first changed into her \"most decent\" autumn clothes in a flurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she took out the gift box she had carefully hidden from the bedside table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening it gently, the pair of earrings shining with fine starlight under the light lay quietly on the soft velvet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With trembling hands, she put them on her ears clumsily in front of the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl in the mirror seemed to start \"glowing\" along with the earrings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she dragged a dusty cardboard box from under the bed and found an exquisite hard-shell gift box she had prepared long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She put the 34 manga books into it one by one in order, until the gift box was filled to the brim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up the heavy box and said goodbye to Orange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She left the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy footsteps echoed in the dilapidated corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She left the apartment building, stepped into the cool night wind, and hailed a taxi by the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Driver, go to the Four Seasons Hotel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",4586,"2026-06-17T14:18:13.546Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","95156ffd4b49b9862d8ae4cfa592c0501d72807931983ec54780a200699962f9","maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-533","maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-531",669,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcharm-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]