[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets":3,"chapter-maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-211":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Maxing Out Charisma, 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},1705398,2178,"Chapter 211: No! Little Jing Is Turning Bad!","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-211",211,"\u003Cp>Breathing in Little Jing’s soft, sweet scent, Tang Song gently patted her head, his voice warm, “Thank you, Little Jing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Jing tilted her head up, her big, expressive eyes locking onto his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She almost wanted to ask: How do you plan to thank me? Could your hands be part of it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since they weren’t alone, she only smiled and, in a soft anime-like voice, replied in Japanese, “Dō itashimashite (you’re welcome).”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone was delicate, like a character straight from a romantic slice-of-life series, making Tang Song’s ears tingle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing nearby, Guo Peng swallowed hard, his eyes betraying a mix of envy and admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Jing was undeniably the goddess of the company—her creamy skin, signature bangs, natural \"JK beauty\" vibe, and rich-girl aura left no room for debate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every guy, including Guo Peng himself, had fantasized about her at least once. If someone were to marry her, it would undoubtedly be a dream come true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, it seemed Tang Song had effortlessly won her over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In comparison, Du Shaokai, the previous \"office heartthrob,\" was leagues behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Peng touched his slightly bulging stomach with a pang of regret. When will it be my turn to change my stars?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song kept his arm around Little Jing’s slender waist and turned to Guo Peng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, Brother Guo, how’s the house hunting going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Peng had previously mentioned saving enough for a down payment and planning to buy an apartment in May.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song had always regarded Guo Peng as a solid and dependable colleague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Peng scratched his head and said, a bit sheepishly, “I had my eye on an older two-bedroom unit in the Bridge West area—about 89 square meters. But… uh… after the promotion and pay raise, I thought I might hold off and save for a newer building with a better location and school district.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song smiled, patting Guo Peng on the shoulder. “I hope you find your dream home soon, Brother Guo—and with it, a great wife!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Jing chimed in brightly, “Yes, Brother Guo! Here’s to you getting a big house soon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Peng laughed heartily, his eyes gleaming with hope and gratitude. “Thanks, thanks! That means a lot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting for a few more minutes, Tang Song opened the car door for Little Jing, and the two got in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wuling Hongguang rumbled to life, its tires crunching over the pavement as it pulled away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take care, Brother Guo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bye-bye, Brother Guo~!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Peng waved at the departing car. “Drive safe!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Wuling Hongguang\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song focused on the road, the rhythmic sound of the engine accompanying his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today had been a day full of change—moving out of Qingxin Jiayuan, revisiting a memory sparked by White Moonlight’s photo, unlocking the second phase of his growth plan, and hearing about Guo Peng’s steady progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help but reflect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it weren’t for the ‘Game Becomes Reality’ system, I’d likely be walking a similar path—saving up, buying a modest car, settling into a small apartment, and marrying someone I barely know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted to Little Jing sitting in the passenger seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was dressed in a high-quality white dress that perfectly accentuated her curvaceous yet youthful figure. Her delicate face was framed by twin ponytails, giving her an air of innocent charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her head was slightly bowed as she busily typed away on her phone, long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks. She looked like a fresh cherry blossom, about to bloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s so stunning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back when he worked at Jinxiu Commerce, he’d never dared to imagine a day like this—sharing such proximity with the company’s goddess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing his gaze, Little Jing looked up with a teasing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tang Song, do I look pretty today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very pretty,” Tang Song replied earnestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Jing beamed, her cheeks flushed pink. Gripping his hand, she gave it a playful squeeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The air conditioning feels a bit cold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can adjust the temperature,” Tang Song offered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need,” Little Jing replied, her voice soft and teasing as she pressed his hand against her thigh. “Your hand is warm. Warm me up, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song blinked but didn’t hesitate. “Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand moved to rest on her thigh, eliciting a soft “Mmm~” from Little Jing, who subtly tugged her skirt higher, exposing her smooth, porcelain-white legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin was flawless—so white it seemed to glow, like the first snowfall of winter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sunlight streaming through the car window cast a dappled pattern across her legs, making them look almost unreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s fingers brushed against her thigh, his touch light but firm. The texture of her skin was like silk, soft and cool to the touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both remained silent, their eyes fixed ahead as tension simmered in the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Little Jing’s heart raced uncontrollably, her cheeks glowing like ripened peaches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a red light, another Wuling Hongguang pulled up beside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one was older and dirtier, with its windows rolled down to save fuel. A group of sunburnt young men sat inside, chatting loudly while music blasted from the car’s cheap speakers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Gangzi, look! That’s the same model as yours!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa, they’ve modded it—roof rack, decals, alloy wheels. It’s awesome!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gangzi, you should really give your car a wash sometime.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gangzi leaned out of his window and shouted, “Hey, bro! Your car looks great. How much was the roof rack?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Tang Song’s car, the passenger-side window rolled down, revealing Little Jing’s delicate profile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her twin ponytails swayed as she turned slightly to glance at the neighboring car, her sweet smile making the young men inside fall into stunned silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light turned green, and Tang Song’s Wuling Hongguang accelerated smoothly, leaving the other group speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, did you see that girl?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s unreal…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gangzi, fumbling with his gearstick, stalled his engine in his flustered state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they drove on, Little Jing adjusted her posture and smiled shyly. “It’s cooler now, but I still feel a little chilly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song chuckled and started to withdraw his hand. “Alright, I’ll turn the AC off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait,” Little Jing whispered, pulling her skirt over his hand to shield it from view. “Just… keep helping me warm up, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song nodded, his expression unreadable.Newest update provided by NoveI[F]ire.net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Jing bit her lip, covering her flushed face with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is this strange feeling?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no! Little Jing is turning bad!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shouldn’t want him to go further, but… I kind of do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, felt a wave of bemusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite her shyness, she had insisted on this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does she have some kind of… unique preference?\u003C\u002Fp>",1120,"2026-06-06T14:41:47.871Z",1,"novelbin.me","3afac2c8332ec2b06b895d263d24a691c6141fcd8dc3e3fb9cc5502bc8879fdf","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-212","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-210",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]