[{"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-423":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},1705710,2178,"Chapter 422: Xu Qing Fears Nothing!","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-423",423,"\u003Cp>Tang Song read the message over and over again, a complicated expression in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a lot to unpack in this 200-word message from Zhang Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was currently in Fengcheng, had a former landlord with mental issues, and had just moved to a new place recently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had built a social circle in Yangcheng, and her life was busy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly—she had been leaving messages on his QQ, knowing he wouldn’t see them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering her decade-long streak of sending holiday wishes, her occasional appearances in his dreamscape memories of No.1 High School, and that semi-basement room in Tiantongyuan, Tang Song quickly arrived at a conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan liked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His middle school memories were already fuzzy, but as her deskmate for three years, his impression of her remained somewhat intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, Zhang Yan was introverted and silent, always keeping her head down, hesitant to interact with others, and struggling with her studies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 14 or 15, he had been immature, naive, and constantly joking around, yet somehow, he had become her closest friend in class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he never knew much about her home life, it was clear from her clothing and their village gossip that her family was struggling financially.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, when buying snacks or breakfast, he would bring her some too, using the excuse of needing a partner for Gomoku.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Middle school had been a carefree, lively time for him, a period where his personality and values began to take shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reading this message from Zhang Yan, Tang Song suddenly saw a thread—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thread that stretched across ten years, fragile yet unbroken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t understand what kind of mindset had driven her to keep leaving messages all these years, knowing he wouldn’t read them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was certain—it left a huge impact on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clicked into the chat window, wanting to type a reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, he didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten years had passed. From 15 to 25, he had undergone drastic changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was no longer the naive, carefree Tang Rong she remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he knew nothing about the Zhang Yan of today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he should log into this alternate account more often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he should try to understand how she had changed over the years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning back into the couch, Tang Song closed his eyes briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something strangely moving about realizing that someone had been watching over him all these years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But high school had been all about Liu Qingning and his studies, and later, he had drowned himself in his \"dreamscape\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had missed so many details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Zhang Yan—she was one of those overlooked details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song sat in silence for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, heading to the bar counter, he poured himself a glass of red wine, casually plucking his guitar as he sipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the night deepened, the cityscape shifting from bustling traffic to a tranquil glow of distant high-rises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights of the skyline merged seamlessly with the stars above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>September 2, 2023 — Saturday — Cloudy — 22~30°C\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beicheng Garden Complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Smack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blue Durex box landed squarely on Xu Qing’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You… You… Tang Song, what do you think you’re doing?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing huddled against the corner of the wall, looking up at his tall, muscular frame with wide, terrified eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small. Weak. Helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qingqing. Come here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s expression was blank as he stared down at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Put it on for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing stared at the box in front of her, her face flushing deep red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"H-How do I even put this on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s gaze dropped to her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won’t say it a third time. Come here and put it on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning sunlight streamed through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a golden glow on his sculpted figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His features were sharp and defined, his brows carrying an aura of cold dominance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you being so aggressive?!\" Xu Qing mustering up her courage, shot back, \"When my bestie gets here, she’s going to beat you up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh. You mean Shen Yuyan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song gestured toward the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s right next door. In fact, she was the one I ordered to buy these for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, the door next to them swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall, stunning figure stepped inside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue, clad in a sleek secretary outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her flawless makeup, her hair neatly tied back, her black pencil skirt and blouse hugging every curve—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was exuding the aura of a refined yet dangerous woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at her feet, Shen Yuyan was collapsed on the ground, looking utterly defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue shot her a glance, full of disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Shen Yuyan had been utterly crushed by this villainous femme fatale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh! You wicked Liu Ruyan! Let go of my bestie!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing screamed at the top of her lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bolted upright in bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blinking groggily, she took in her surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, her dazed expression turned back to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been dreaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, she had been way too excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had tossed and turned until dawn, her mind filled with all sorts of absurd dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some about reality, some about novels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some about Xu Yanqing, some about Xu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was even a scene where Little Jing tied her up and whipped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just thinking about it was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing grabbed her phone—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already almost 8 AM?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crap!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurriedly changed into her workout clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief warm-up on the elliptical, she switched on the TV and mirrored a high-intensity weight-loss workout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing barefoot on her yoga mat, she began moving with full concentration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She deeply regretted her excessive snacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 166cm\u002F54.5kg, she had always thought she looked fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, facing reality, she was starting to panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real problem?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only had a measly B-cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Wen Ruan was an unstoppable E-cup force of nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the others—Little Jing, Lin Muxue—were at least solid Cs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she knew for a fact that Tang Song’s physique was insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Little Jing, he even had eight-pack abs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if that scumbag mocked her for being \"chubby and flat-chested\"?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be the ultimate humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desperate times called for desperate measures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already decided to skip breakfast and lunch today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had to slim down as much as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front door swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan walked in, raising a plastic bag with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got you your favorite—freshly steamed pork dumplings. Hurry and eat them while they’re hot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m on a diet. Not eating!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan casually placed the dumplings on the dining table, her tone full of mocking amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, please. With how inconsistent you are, I’d be shocked if you actually lost weight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing pouted in protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You haven’t noticed? I’ve totally slimmed down! Look closely!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling her best friend’s scrutinizing gaze, Xu Qing straightened her back, subtly sucking in her stomach to make herself look slimmer and her chest fuller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan examined her for a moment—then burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nope. Don’t see it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That just means you need glasses!\" Xu Qing’s face turned bright red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan’s expression was playful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax. Tang Song doesn’t like you for your body. Breakfast is important—skipping meals is bad for your stomach.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you’re saying my body isn’t good enough?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Want to compare?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan leaned forward slightly, tugging down her top a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The C+ cup pressure was overwhelming, radiating an undeniable presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing instinctively shrank back, muttering curses under her breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly giving up the fight, she sat at the dining table and started devouring the dumplings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had to admit—her bestie had been a C-cup queen since high school, on the verge of breaking into D territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t win this battle. Better to retreat for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xu Qing chewed angrily, Shen Yuyan pinched her cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve got client meetings today—probably gonna be super busy. If anything comes up, call me, and I’ll guide you through it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew Xu Qing too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her best friend’s biggest charm was her personality—she could brighten any room and was genuinely sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, Shen Yuyan wouldn’t be this close to her, treating her like a real sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it.\" Xu Qing mumbled, stuffing the last dumpling into her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she leaped into action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First—a hot shower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—hair removal, skincare, makeup, colored contacts, styling...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a professional cosplayer, she had perfected every step of the process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she put on her cosplay outfit, she was guaranteed to make Tang Song's jaw drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d be so mesmerized he wouldn’t be able to look away!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mwahaha!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CYⅡ)\u002F\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Doo… Doo… Doo—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, Qingqing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s deep, smooth voice came through the receiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing put on her most aloof, arrogant tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Weren’t we going to the hotel? When are you picking me up? I’ve already bought the outfits.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Did you get the ones I like?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing hmphed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do you ask so many questions? You’ll see when we meet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright. Send me the location.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph! You better not keep me waiting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hung up immediately, then sent him her location pin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning to her two \"little underlings,\" she smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Done. He’s on his way. I’ll be heading out soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Luoluo flashed a playful smile, waving her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We can go together. Actually, Zhang Xiao booked a hotel too—at Lanfeng International.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh…? What a… coincidence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no idea which hotel Tang Song had actually booked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only time he’d ever mentioned one, he had casually mentioned a presidential suite at Lanfeng International.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So earlier—just to show off—she had said the same thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if it wasn’t the presidential suite…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d be totally exposed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Luoluo and Zhao Meimei exchanged knowing glances, covering their mouths to stifle laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was obvious—most of what Xu Qing had said was exaggerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, they were just waiting to see how this would unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, this was going to be good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Waiting Game\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them waited in the lounge area for over ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Luoluo’s boyfriend, Zhang Xiao, walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him was a tall, slim guy wearing frameless glasses—looking very much like a quiet intellectual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiao clapped a hand on his friend’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is my buddy, Yu Chenguang. His family lives nearby.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, turning to the girls—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is Xu Qing and Zhao Meimei—Luoluo’s university friends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Chenguang’s gaze landed on Xu Qing—dressed in her pristine JK uniform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, his eyes shone with interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, nice to meet you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing smiled politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meimei grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hi, Yu-ge!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stage was set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the real fun was about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiao smiled knowingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Luoluo and I are heading straight to the hotel. Chenguang happens to be free, so he can drive you two home, Qingqing, Meimei.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Luoluo quickly waved her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need to trouble Yu-ge! Qingqing’s boyfriend is picking her up soon—he’s also going to Lanfeng International Hotel. Meimei can just take the subway home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had previously heard Zhang Xiao mention that a wealthy friend had seen Qingqing’s photos on her Moments and was interested in her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That friend was most likely Yu Chenguang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Qingqing was clearly getting serious with her ‘crush’—basically at the 'almost dating' stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given the situation, it was better not to introduce someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, both Zhang Xiao and Yu Chenguang stiffened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiao scratched his head, looking a bit awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qingqing has a boyfriend?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had wanted to introduce his friend to her, but not only did she already have someone, she was literally heading to a hotel with him tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Talk about bad timing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Luoluo leaned in and whispered to her boyfriend, \"I think it happened around Qixi Festival—so it’s pretty recent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t entirely sure, but given how casually Qingqing had been throwing around ‘my boyfriend’, it was better to sell the story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Chenguang adjusted his glasses, maintaining a gentlemanly demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No worries, I’ll just drive Meimei home then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ring, ring—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing’s phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked it up immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello? Where are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brief pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, okay. Got it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hanging up, Xu Qing smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My boyfriend’s here. He’s waiting for me outside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a swift motion, she grabbed her shopping bags and walked toward the exit with a light, confident stride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Song might be a scumbag, but he’s flawless in every other way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was for meeting people or showing off, he was the perfect accessory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a novel, he’d totally be a final boss-level character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he had obediently come to pick her up, she supposed she could do him a favor and let him play the role of her ‘boyfriend’ for a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph. Consider this a rare privilege!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Luoluo and Zhao Meimei hurried after her, helping carry some of the shopping bags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked away, Zhang Xiao patted Yu Chenguang’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry, bro.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Chenguang shrugged nonchalantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No worries. As long as I keep trying, who knows? Nothing’s set in stone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who said a girl with a boyfriend was off-limits?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was genuinely interested in Qingqing—so as long as he played his cards right, he believed he still had a chance.Xu Qing’s eyes darted around as she stepped outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was secretly searching for Tang Song’s silver Mercedes S450L.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead, her gaze landed on a sleek black Rolls-Royce parked by the curb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car exuded an aura of power and wealth, its luxurious presence unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Chenguang walked over to a black Porsche Panamera, casually grabbing the handle as the car’s lights flashed, unlocking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Zhao Meimei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on, I’ll drive you home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meimei waved her hands frantically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no! It’s okay, Yu-ge! I’ll just take a taxi.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was polite, but firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Chenguang smiled slightly and didn’t insist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Ma Luoluo looked around curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qingqing, where’s your boyfriend? Didn’t you say he was already here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Zhang Xiao and Yu Chenguang also turned their attention to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing’s heart skipped a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t tell me Little Song is flaking at the last minute?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he want me to beg him?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was about to call him again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Click—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rolls-Royce Phantom’s door slowly opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, magnetic voice drifted out—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qingqing, over here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s heads snapped toward the source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall, impeccably dressed figure stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tailored suit fit perfectly, emphasizing his broad shoulders and slim waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high-end fabric glimmered faintly under the fading daylight, accentuating his sharp features and striking presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the driver’s door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall, poised female chauffeur stepped out, walking briskly to stand beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s gaze was deep, his lips curving into a faint, unreadable smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the golden glow of the evening, he carried an air of effortless elegance, detached yet commanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing felt as if she had been struck by lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body shuddered involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good job, Little Song! You actually pulled out the Rolls-Royce?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This… This is straight out of my novels!ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel•fire.net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A male lead stepping into reality!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, her thoughts swirled chaotically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she completely transformed into ‘Xu Yanqing.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a calm, almost indifferent expression, she nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re here, Tang Song.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she completely forgot she was standing there in a JK uniform—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The visual contrast was jarringly ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, she handed over all her shopping bags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female chauffeur, Liu Jiayi, silently took them, swiftly placing them in the trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song glanced at Xu Qing, clearly noticing her odd behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with an easy, natural motion, he acknowledged her two friends with a nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiao and Yu Chenguang exchanged looks—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then grinned widely, both barely suppressing their laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Luoluo & Zhao Meimei: The Shock of a Lifetime\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Luoluo finally snapped out of her daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qingqing, we’ll see you at Lanfeng International Hotel, then!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meimei, still stunned, could only manage a delayed wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xu Qing stood before Tang Song, Ma Luoluo and Zhao Meimei finally processed what they had just witnessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes went wide with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait. Hold on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THIS was Qingqing’s ‘crush’?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you FREAKING kidding me?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingqing! You were serious?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s smirk deepened as he watched the two girls struggle to comprehend reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually opened the car door for Xu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shall we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing lifted her chin, stepping into the Rolls-Royce as if this were the most natural thing in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before closing the door, she flashed a glance at her two ‘little sisters’—full of smugness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See you later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door shut with a soft ‘click.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled away smoothly, disappearing into the evening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving Ma Luoluo and Zhao Meimei standing there, completely dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Did we just witness a real-life novel scene?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forget that—DID SHE JUST LAND A GOD-TIER BOYFRIEND?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"QINGQING, EXPLAIN YOURSELF!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",2833,"2026-06-06T14:41:47.871Z",1,"novelbin.me","56c078aed8ffe393eed8ee4e30f87b761bba7dd79c132647ef0388dbc091cca8","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-424","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-422",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]