Chapter 580: The Audacious Yao Lingling

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

Fine snow fell outside the window, and guests came in an endless stream.

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

Their faces showed curiosity and inquiry.

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

Their smiles were stiff, and their brains were blank.

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

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

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

It was as if he were facing a leader of a higher level.

This huge visual and psychological shock was simply indescribable in words.

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 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 Yunxiao was still sighing to her, saying that the province was currently docking a huge project.

It was a strategic cooperation between Hong Kong capital and Yancheng, involving a capital volume that could reach as high as 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 Yancheng, this "Mr. Tang" was no longer a secret.

It was just that she never expected that this legendary figure would actually have a relationship with Yao Lingling.

She cast her gaze again toward the cousin who was both familiar and strange.

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?!

Couple? Are you sure you're not joking?

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

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

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

"Hello." Tang Song nodded politely.

Yao Rourou affectionately grabbed Yao Lingling’s arm and said in an intimate tone with a hint of small complaint: "Lingling is really grown up, finding a boyfriend without telling me, her sister. You scared us all today."

Yao Lingling, who was still in a daze, blinked and whispered with a blushing face: "I—I just—it just started, not sure yet."

She and Senior were only "one-day boyfriend and girlfriend," and it would expire after today.

How could she tell her relatives this?

After such a scene today, she didn't know how to explain it to her family.

However, her naturally cheerful and optimistic personality didn't make her worry too much about this.

Her whole brain was thinking about a more critical question.

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

Younger aunt Yao Xueli immediately squeezed forward, enthusiastic and awkward: "It really is! Lingling, you even hid it from me, your own aunt. If I had known your relationship with Chairman Tang earlier, then—"

Before she could finish her words, Yao Rourou’s eyebrows jumped, and she quickly interrupted with a smile: "Younger aunt, don't tease Lingling anymore, she's already shy. And our young people today are all free to date, it's normal not to want people to know."

Then, she gave Yao Xueli a look.

She knew her younger aunt’s personality too well; low emotional intelligence and impatient.

In front of such a big figure, the most taboo thing was this kind of unmeasured attachment.

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.

Struggling on the edge of the system for so many years, she had suffered so many grievances.

She was too eager to grab a straw.

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

Until this moment, she still felt like she was in a dream.

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

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

"Younger aunt, this isn't the company, no need to call me that, just call me Tang Song."

He paused, held Lingling’s fingers, and said jokingly: "If you have any difficulties in your work in the future, you can tell 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, and she was so excited that she stuttered, her hands and feet trembling slightly.

Gong Yunxiao and Yao Rourou’s expressions froze, and they were a bit unnatural.

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

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

But since they ran into each other here, it would be unreasonable not to say hello.

"Ah—oh oh!"

Yao Lingling was like someone who had been pressed a switch, and she came back to her senses abruptly.

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

Nervousness, shyness, and a huge joy of being recognized in public all 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 it flawlessly.

This emotional value was simply full marks.

She pulled Tang Song to the relatives.

Lingling, who was always generous, was now shyly lowering her head and 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 Lingling and I have an appointment to watch a movie, so I won't go up and disturb everyone. If there is a chance another day, I will host and invite all the elders to have a meal."

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

After a simple farewell.

Tang Song held the hand of Yao Lingling, who was still dizzy, and turned into the courtyard where fine snow was still falling, under the extremely complex eyes of the crowd.

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

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

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

"Is he the leader of your company?"

Younger 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 base!"

"Hiss—"

A gasp sounded around.

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

They looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel at the straight figure walking side by side with their daughter in the snow, their hearts full of mixed feelings.

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

Previously, she was in a proper state-owned enterprise in the Cultural Tourism Investment Group.

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

They also knew that the Handing Group had sold the company’s 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 was Lingling’s boyfriend!

This impact was simply too great!

At this moment, Gong Yunxiao and Yao Rourou, who had sent the people away, came back.

Gong Yunxiao’s attitude changed subtly again, friendly 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 Tang Song’s full situation, it was hard to say what kind of trouble they would cause.

It was good like this now; as long as this relationship existed, everyone might benefit in the future.

The stone path was winding.

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

Yao Lingling was held by him like this, occasionally looking up secretly to look at the Senior beside her.

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

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

"How is it, my dear girlfriend? How was my performance just now? Give me a score?"

Yao Lingling stuck out her tongue, her eyes full of light curving into two beautiful crescents.

"Hmm, so-so, barely give you—120 points! Out of 100!"

"Then is there any reward?" Tang Song stopped suddenly and winked at the little junior.

Snowflakes fell quietly, sticking to his shoulders, crystal clear.

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

It was as if he were an unreal existence.

Yao Lingling instantly felt that she was being teased by Senior until her heart itched, and her body itched too.

An inexplicable courage and impulse rushed up instantly!

She suddenly took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and then closed her eyes, kissing his lips forcefully.

This time, she finally tasted the taste of Senior for real.

Fresh, clean, and carrying a hint of mint.

It was like the air after snow, cold, but addictive.

The sound of the wind and the laughter of pedestrians seemed to disappear.

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

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

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 afternoon, time seemed to be stretched into 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 Lingling’s head leaned 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 Lingling would pick up a small stone and throw it hard into the distance, drawing a long, beautiful arc on the ice, then turn back and bloom with an incomparably brilliant smile at him.

In the high-end buffet restaurant.

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

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

In the courtyard outside the window, fine snowflakes began to fall again at some point, 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 hung on Yao Lingling’s face, and she was still savoring the funny plot in the movie this 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 waist and hips of the little junior wrapped in jeans.

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

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

"Fun—" Yao Lingling’s heart skipped a beat, seeming to guess what he was going to say.

"Then—" Tang Song’s voice lowered even more, carrying some bewitchment, "Shouldn't we soak in the hot springs? Soaking in the steaming hot springs on a snowy day is the most comfortable thing."

Yao Lingling’s body sat up straight, her heartbeat skipped 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."

This was also the part she looked forward to the most, of course, mainly to see Senior’s "good figure."

By the way, show off the peach buttocks she had worked hard to exercise for the past few months.

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

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

Looking at her panicked back, Tang Song’s gaze was full of smiles.

He got up and came to the hot spring pool, opened the water injection button according to the operating instructions.

Soon, the steaming hot spring water rushed out from the pipe and injected into the pool carved 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.

There were two bedrooms in the villa, clearly prepared for a family vacation.

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

He took off his clothes, put on the black boxer swimming trunks Yao Lingling had 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 evening wind blew with the clear chill unique to after the snow, causing a layer of small goosebumps on his exposed skin.

He took off his bathrobe, hung it on the wooden rack beside him, 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 chill.

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

Snowflakes were still falling silently.

Some fell on the quiet bamboo forest and maple trees around, and some fell into the hot pool water, disappearing without a trace before they could melt.

He looked up at the dark night sky and the swaying snow, a sense of comfort and tranquility rising in his heart.

Just then.

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

"Senior—"

A shy and playful voice sounded in the misty air.

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

She was wrapped in a pure white bathrobe, nervously clutching a bath towel in her hand.

Her long black hair was loosely twisted into a cute bun, and her clean face was flushed.

Their eyes met.

Yao Lingling’s cheeks turned even redder, and she stood 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 Lingling bit her lip, then pretended to strike back generously: "What's the rush? I know you have abs, let me check the goods first, boyfriend."

Because the hot spring pool was steaming, and Tang Song was lying on the pool wall, she really couldn't see clearly.

"Alright."

Tang Song chuckled and stood up slowly from the water.

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

The clearly defined eight-pack abs, sexy mermaid line, and broad shoulders and strong chest were set off by the dim lights of the courtyard and the swirling mist, every inch of muscle full of hormone-exploding charm.

This was an almost perfect body.

Yao Lingling’s eyes widened instantly, her breathing became rapid.

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

It was the first time she saw Tang Song in such a "naked" state, and this visual impact was simply too shocking.

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

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

She was wearing a dark two-piece bikini.

The upper body was a push-up design, which indeed—tried very hard to squeeze out a little curve, but even so, it couldn't cover her mediocre size.

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

Yao Lingling quickly turned around, using the excuse of hanging the bathrobe to turn her back to him.

She also revealed her back wearing a 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 its peak at the highest point of the buttocks, and then slowly tightened downwards, seamlessly connecting with the plump thighs full of healthy flesh.

Appreciating the little junior’s back, Tang Song felt refreshed; he was not disappointed.

Immediately, Yao Lingling turned around.

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

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

Senior’s figure was simply too awesome, putting her under great pressure.

Tang Song picked up the warm 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 Lingling took the warm white porcelain cup with both hands and responded with a grin: "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.

It dispelled the last trace of chill in her body.

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

From the design plan of the next season of the [He Yi] brand, to the funny anecdotes on the university campus, to the latest entertainment gossip.

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

He really liked Lingling.

Not just physically, but more psychologically.

From the cyber-raising game on Little Red Book at the beginning, the energetic Yao Yao Ling had brought him countless joys and warmth.

Between them, there seemed to be a natural synchronization.

Whether it was chatting about games, design, gossip, or teasing each other, they could seamlessly connect, 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 the ordinary person who was "listening to advice and transforming" on Little Red Book.

Perhaps, he would also become a good friend with Lingling.

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

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

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

Yao Lingling’s gaze uncontrollably fell on Tang Song opposite again, looking a bit lost.

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

That face, which was already handsome, was like a phantom walking out of a manga against this scene.

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

Damn it! What are you afraid of?!

Today, he is my legitimate boyfriend!

If you don't take advantage of the cheap, you're a turtle!

A knife hangs over the word "lust," but Yao Lingling was already audacious 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.

She kissed his lips again.

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

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

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

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

Tang Song’s hand slowly moved down along the curve of her smooth back.

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

Snowflakes fell slowly from the dark gray sky.

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

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