Chapter 583

Tina retreated elegantly, her footsteps disappearing at the end of the thick carpet.

In the large tea room, the atmosphere became subtle.

Ouyang Xianyue raised her hand, signaling with her eyes for Lin Muxue and Xiao Jing to sit in the seats opposite her.

Then, she personally lifted the primitive Ru kiln teapot, her wrists turned lightly, and the amber tea soup poured precisely into the two empty scent-smelling cups like silk.

The movement was smooth and flowing, full of a pleasing sense of rhythm.

It wasn't a performance, but upbringing and bearing from the bones.

Xiao Xue and Xiao Jing looked at each other before sitting down cautiously.

"Thank you, Ms. Ouyang." (*2)

Lin Muxue’s voice was very light, but her heart was beating like a drum.

This was her first time seeing the legendary "Precision Queen," Ouyang Xianyue.

This name, which only existed on the front page of financial news and top-tier forums, was far more beautiful and had more aura than she had imagined.

Different from Tina’s stereotypical and exquisite European aristocratic paradigm,

the Ms. Ouyang in front of her had a unique charm—the perfect fusion of the elegance of Huaxia’s top-tier clans and modern intellect. As a famous big shot, she was also different from Director Jin’s sharp-edged, suffocating oppressive force.

Like an unfathomable ancient pool, calm, waveless, mature, and noble.

Combined with the other party’s identity, it was hard not to make the former fake socialite Xiao Xue feel awe.

"No need to be so restrained." Ouyang Xianyue looked at the two’s appearance of facing a formidable enemy, and a friendly smile appeared on her face. "I shouldn't look that scary, right?"

Her gentle words, mixed with a bit of self-deprecation, instantly made the tense atmosphere relax a lot.

Xiao Jing’s eyes flashed, and she immediately showed a sweet smile, taking the initiative to break the ice: "Ms. Ouyang, thank you for the birthday gift you gave me last time. I really didn't expect to meet you here again, I’m really too happy!"

"The birthday gift is a gesture, as long as you like it." Ouyang Xianyue tapped the teacup with her fingertips, her tone as gentle as the tea soup.

Xiao Jing picked up the teacup, using the heat of the tea to hide the fluctuation in her eyes, but her gaze flowed carefully over Ouyang Xianyue.

During her training at [Smile Holdings], she had once accidentally encountered this legendary Precision Queen at the elevator entrance of the headquarters building.

At the time, she had only bowed and greeted her out of the politeness of a junior, but she hadn't expected the other party to respond to her gently.

She had even extremely rarely agreed to her somewhat abrupt invitation for a photo.

At the time, she had only thought her "cute Buff" had taken effect and her luck was exploding.

Thinking about it now, what luck?

It was clearly the golden pass "certified by Lord Tang Song" shining brightly above her head.

And after the birthday party, she had already summarized and organized all known information and was even clearer about everything she had to face.

It was widely rumored that the "Tang Jin Family Office" was founded jointly by Ouyang Xianyue of [Tang Yi Precision] and Jin Meixiao of [Smile Holdings].

One possessed unfathomable domestic political, commercial, technological, and industrial resources, while the other controlled international financial capital that could turn clouds and rain overseas.

They jointly built an unrivaled invisible consortium that spanned East and West, connected primary and secondary markets, and penetrated into all the capillaries of technology and finance.

It could leverage national-level strategic projects and incubate the next trillion-dollar unicorn.

It could inject "life-saving" capital into dying enterprises and pave the way for cutting-edge technology to "reach the pinnacle of the world."

So, was this elegant Precision Queen, and her massive Tang Yi Precision, also just a pawn of Lord Tang Song?

Xiao Jing looked at this beautiful "widow" opposite her, her imagination running wild uncontrollably.

Sure enough... Lord Tang Song was the true mastermind and final BOSS hiding behind everything.

The more she thought, the more excited she became, her heart beating faster, her fingertips trembling slightly.

O8

She really liked Lord Tang Song more and more; it would be best if he were even worse, even darker!

Only then would it better fit the "Demon King" image of being omnipotent in her mind.

Just at this moment,

Ouyang Xianyue raised her teacup. "This tea is this year’s pre-Qingming Lion Peak Longjing, you two try it."

Lin Muxue hurriedly held the cup and took a small sip, her brain running at high speed but unable to scrape together half a professional term, so she could only say dryly: "Very—very fragrant, very mellow."

Inner OS: Help, what’s the difference between this stuff and the Lipton black tea I brew?

Xiao Jing closed her eyes to savor it, her tongue turning lightly, and said seriously: "The soup color is clear and bright, the aroma is high and lasting, the taste is sweet and fresh, the aftertaste is sweet and produces saliva; it is indeed top-tier Longjing, picked from the core production area, with impeccable craftsmanship."

Ouyang Xianyue’s eyes brightened slightly, and she nodded in approval. "Tea ceremony emphasizes 'quiet, pleasant, harmonious, and true'; water temperature, tea amount, water pouring technique,

and brewing time—a miss is as good as a mile. Brewing tea is actually the same as running a business; both require patience, focus, and extreme control over details."

"I think Director Jin naming your asset management company 'Jingyi' also had this consideration."

"I have been taught." Xiao Jing responded respectfully. "You are truly too proficient in the tea ceremony; I will definitely learn more from you in the future."

Ouyang Xianyue smiled slightly, her gaze landing on Xiao Jing’s face, meaningful. "To be honest, I appreciate you very much and have been paying attention to you. So, I personally feel very regretful about you leaving Tang Yi Precision. However, Director Jin also appreciates you very much, and I think she wouldn't be willing to let you go either."

Xiao Jing was flattered. "Thank you for your recognition and attention."

"I’m serious." Ouyang Xianyue looked into her eyes. "Tang Yi is always welcome for you to return. Whenever you think it through, come find me anytime, and I will personally mention it to Director Jin."

Hearing this, and looking at the other party’s eyes,

a flash of vigilance crossed Xiao Jing’s eyes; she always felt the other party’s words had a deeper meaning.

It seems Ms. Ouyang has an opinion about her "transfer."

Could it be that her relationship with Director Jin isn't as harmonious as she thought?

Is this palace fighting?!

(OwO)!

Xiao Jing’s brain ran at high speed, gradually becoming excited.

[Ding! Triggered hidden plot: Prelude to Palace Fighting!]

[Is Ms. Ouyang’s remark regret? A warning? Or a declaration of war?!]

[Amazing! This script of being fought over by both sides is too exciting!]

Her face, however, maintained a sweet, obedient smile. "Whether at Tang Yi Precision or Smile Holdings, I serve Tang Song. Director Jin’s arrangement is also President Tang’s intention. I only need to do my best to do every single thing Tang Song has entrusted to me."

No matter what, although she was played with by these two women on the surface,

her heart would always belong to Lord Tang Song alone!

Ouyang Xianyue heard her answer, and a true smile rose in her eyes. "You are very sensible and very smart."

After she finished speaking, she stopped this sensitive topic and turned to say: "By the way, the cooperation between Tang Yi Precision and Huineng Electronics has fully started, and your father’s side will soon... In addition, our industrial investment fund will also participate in the subsequent capital cooperation of Huineng Electronics."

"Thank you, Ms. Ouyang." Xiao Jing stood up immediately and bowed to her.

[Tang Yi Precision] is not just a technology manufacturing company; it also controls several large-scale industrial investment funds behind it.

Its capital background and industry influence are no less than any top-tier VC institution.

And once it receives formal investment from the industrial fund, it means [Huineng Electronics] will be completely incorporated into Tang Yi’s global industrial chain system.

Her father’s unreachable dream could finally be truly realized.

"You’re welcome." Ouyang Xianyue gestured for her to sit down. "As long as it’s a good project worth investing in, we won't let it be buried."

The three tasted tea quietly, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Lin Muxue, who had been ignored, sat quietly on the side, subconsciously imitating Ouyang Xianyue’s elegant cup-holding posture.

But she always felt her movements were stiff and learned it in a clumsy way, so she soon gave up.

This was probably something that had been soaked into the bones since childhood.

"Assistant Lin." Ouyang Xianyue’s voice suddenly came.

Lin Muxue was stunned and hurriedly raised her head. "Ms. Ouyang, please speak."

"I came here this time mainly to see you. I’ve agreed with your President Tang to go to Rongcheng at the end of the month, and the specific time is set for the 30th. You are his chief assistant, so you will be responsible for docking his itinerary, hotel reservations, and some private visits this time. If there is anything you need me to coordinate here, contact my secretary at any time."

Ouyang Xianyue said, handing over a business card with only her name and private number.

Lin Muxue took it with both hands and nodded solemnly. "Understood, I will arrange it properly."

On the side, Xiao Jing’s gaze flowed over Ouyang Xianyue’s elegant and noble face.

As far as she knew, Ms. Ouyang’s hometown was in Rongcheng.

Lord Tang Song is going to Rongcheng alone with her?

What is this for?

Such a big thing, will Director Jin be unhappy?

Hehe, I must tell Director Jin later!

Nearly an hour later, the meeting ended.

Ouyang Xianyue left first, accompanied by her secretary.

In the tea room, only the two of them remained.

"Xiao Xue." Xiao Jing took the initiative to speak, asking with concern: "Where are you staying in the Imperial Capital?"

Lin Muxue’s tone returned to her usual coldness. "Right here in the suite inside the club; it’s a permanent agreement room for the Tang Jin Family Office, so I just stay here when I come over."

"Wow, then can I go up and visit?" Xiao Jing’s eyes were bright, full of curiosity.

Lin Muxue hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Of course, let’s go."

No matter what, they didn't have any grudges, and if it weren't for Xiao Jing always saying strange things, she actually wouldn't mind making friends with such a "white, rich, and beautiful" girl.

The two took the exclusive elevator to the top floor suite.

Xiao Jing visited the luxurious layout in the room, letting out bursts of exclamations, which greatly satisfied Lin Muxue’s vanity.

After the visit, Xiao Jing didn't seem to want to leave—she sat on the soft bed and looked at Lin Muxue. "Xiao Xue, I heard from Tina that this is also one of Tang Jin’s high-end properties, and maybe I’ll be responsible for a part of it in the future. So, I want to stay here tonight and sleep with you, to familiarize myself in advance, okay?"

Lin Muxue’s eyelid twitched, and she refused directly: "Sorry, I’m not used to sleeping with others."

"Oh? What about Brother Tang Song?"

"This—this is different—"

Xiao Jing suddenly leaned over, using a spoiled tone, dragging out a long tail sound: "What’s different~ Do you want me to call Brother Tang Song now, and when we return to Yancheng, let him take us both to sleep and 'cultivate some tacit understanding' properly?"

"You—!" Xiao Xue’s body shook violently, and her cheeks turned red instantly.

She hurriedly pushed Xiao Jing, both shy and angry. "What exactly do you want to do?"

Xiao Jing blinked, her smile innocent but cunning. "Xiao Xue, haven't you noticed? The situation around Brother Tang Song is very complex. Shouldn't we two get along well and get along properly?"

Hearing this, Xiao Xue was stunned.

What Xiao Jing said was indeed reasonable, and it was also what she had been most worried about.

After all, there was still Shen Yuyan below, eyeing her covetously.

And Xiao Jing and Xu Qing had a good relationship, so who knows when she would be won over by Shen Yuyan.

From Tang Song’s arrangement for Xiao Jing, it could be seen that she might enter the family office in the future.

She was indeed a good potential ally.

The only problem was that she was a bit perverted.

After struggling and hesitating for a long while, Lin Muxue gritted her teeth and stomped her foot. "Alright—"

Xiao Jing cheered and pulled Xiao Xue to visit the club.

From the constant-temperature infinity pool to the private cinema with an independent cigar bar, to the art appreciation area filled with top-tier antique calligraphy and paintings—every place highlighted jaw-dropping luxury and foundation.

It made Lin Muxue’s heart surge.

Returning to that extremely luxurious internal suite,

Lin Muxue first communicated rigorously with Ouyang Xianyue’s private secretary in the independent office.

She planned every detail of Tang Song’s upcoming Rongcheng trip, from flights and hotels to private visits.

And finally organized it into a detailed itinerary plan and sent it to Tang Song’s mailbox.

By the time she finished all her work and returned to the bedroom, exhausted,

she saw Xiao Jing, who had already changed into silk pajamas, lazily sitting on the bed looking at her.

The pajamas were a soft champagne color, dotted with exquisite embroidered lace edges, and the smooth fabric clung tightly to her exquisite body curves.

Her jet-black, supple long hair was casually draped, and under her bangs was a pure face that was white to the point of reflecting light.

Lin Muxue had to admit that this genuine top-tier white, rich, and beautiful girl was really beautiful and exquisite.

"Xiao Xue, are you done?" Xiao Jing saw her and immediately beamed, patting the spot beside her. "Come quickly,

I have something to tell you."

Lin Muxue let out a breath and sat down beside her. "What is it? All mysterious."

Xiao Jing picked up a thick kraft paper file bag from the bedside and placed it directly on her lap. "This, for you."

"This is?" Lin Muxue opened the file bag in confusion.

Immediately after, the bright red cover printed with the national emblem and the words "Real Estate Ownership Certificate" hit her eyes.

Lin Muxue’s hands trembled as she opened the big red book, her gaze landing on the property information column.

Her brain went "buzz," feeling a bit stunned.

Property address: Shaanxi Province, Swan Bay Residential Area, Building 6—

Area: 180 square meters.

Below was also a "Stock Housing Sales Contract" already signed by "Tian Jing," and a notarized "Power of Attorney."

She raised her head with difficulty, her voice trembling: "Xiao Jing, what—what do you mean by this?"

Xiao Jing, however, said in a matter-of-fact tone with a grin: "Xiao Xue, your family is from Shaanxi, right? I bought this house casually before and have been renting it out. It just so happened that the tenant didn't renew the lease recently. I don't need it anyway, and it’s a hassle to find someone to manage it, so I’ll just give it to you."

Now that she had taken over [Jingyi Asset Management], what she had to manage were top-tier property assets all over the world.

These early residential investments in various places no longer had much value to her.

It was better to give them away to pull closer the relationship.

Lin Muxue looked at the documents in her hand, feeling as if she were holding a red-hot soldering iron, burning her palms numb.

Although she had a high salary now, she lacked original accumulation, and she didn't dare to spend her credit black card recklessly, so she wasn't actually very wealthy.

She had never considered buying a house.

She had actually heard of Swan Bay Residential Area; after all, her hometown was in a village around Chang'an City.

Swan Bay was one of the well-known high-end residential areas in Chang'an City, with an average price of over 25,000, and the value of this house was nearly 5 million.

"No, I absolutely cannot accept this!" she refused almost subconsciously.

"Why?" Xiao Jing seemed to have guessed it long ago, holding Lin Muxue’s hand, her voice becoming sincere. "For us, this isn't very valuable, and your parents are both in Shaanxi, so you’ll have to go back eventually, and you’ll have a place to stay then."

Hearing the words "parents," Lin Muxue’s heart trembled—her brother worked in Shaanxi and bought a house there, and it was because of that house that her parents sold her homestead, which led to the current situation.

And her parents were both there helping her brother look after the children.

In this instant, she thought of a lot.

Perhaps, she should also go back to Shaanxi.

Lin Muxue’s throat bobbed, and finally, she said with difficulty: "...Then thank you, Xiao Jing."

For her, this gift was a temptation she couldn't refuse.

"You’re welcome, we are 'family' who will be together for many years in the future, so mentioning thanks for such a small matter is too distant."

Lin Muxue’s face was red with excitement, and her gaze toward Xiao Jing became much friendlier and more sincere.

Having such a generous white, rich, and beautiful friend didn't seem like a bad thing.

She packed the heavy documents back up and placed them carefully to the side.

The next second, Xiao Jing hugged her arm like a clingy little cat, sticking to her entirely.

She started chattering away.

The topic naturally revolved around their common man, Tang Song.

At first, it was normal, chatting about what Tang Song liked to eat, what colors he liked, what small habits he had—

But as they chatted, the style started to go off track bit by bit.

"...By the way, have you tried using your feet—"

"Brother Tang Song’s belt—"

"I know a kind of prop—"

Lin Muxue’s eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably. Listening to Xiao Jing’s taboo topics that were shameful to the extreme, she only felt panicked.

The coldness and maturity she had managed to feign could no longer be maintained.

She had a faint, very bad premonition.

This Xiao Jing... could it be that she had some special fetish?!

If they really slept together in the future, oh my god! I dare not think! I dare not think!

But the house had already been accepted, so she couldn't say anything to kill the conversation, and could only follow along stammering in shame, feeling terrible all over.

November 27, 2023, Monday.

North City Garden.

Before dawn.

Yao Lingling slowly opened her eyes.

The soreness in her body still existed.

She sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, picked up her phone, and opened WeChat.

Her fingertips jumped quickly on the screen: "(-)/ Good morning Makka Pakka, good morning Igglepiggle, good morning Upsy Daisy. It’s sunny today, but the wind is very strong—"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

[Tang Song: "Good morning, beautiful Lingling. You woke up a bit late today; remember not to be late for work."]

Yao Lingling pouted and typed hard: "It’s all your fault, you were so forceful the day before yesterday, my butt still hurts a bit, and it’s uncomfortable to sleep at night."

After sending this sentence, her face instantly heated up, and recalling the scene of Tang Song "spanking" her that night, her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

[Tang Song: "Still not better? I don't believe it, take a photo and let me see."]

Yao Lingling: "(>_<)!"