[{"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-467":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},1705654,2178,"Chapter 466: Three of Us Together?","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-467",467,"\u003Cp>Under the dazzling lights, two hands gently clasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came a brief silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A subtle, indescribable tension hung in the air, as if all the noise around them had been cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning exhaled softly, forcing down the turbulence in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how rational she tried to be, facing Tang Song’s girlfriend was more than enough to shake her composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze lingered on Wen Ruan’s face for a moment before she offered a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The dinner’s about to start. How about we mingle with the others first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan nodded, her tone calm and warm. “Sure. I was hoping to meet more people in the tech industry anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them stepped forward side by side and merged into the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but with Smile Holdings and several top-tier VC firms backing it, it had no shortage of funding or talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past two years, it had stirred up quite a wave both domestically and internationally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had become a unicorn in China’s AI sector—arguably the most closely watched AI firm outside the top conglomerates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially with tomorrow’s launch of their next-gen LLM, all eyes in the industry were on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though tonight’s guest list wasn’t massive, it included top execs from finance, manufacturing, healthcare, education, and heads of major media outlets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a board member of Xingyun International, Wen Ruan wasn’t just some random attendee. Coupled with her striking appearance and graceful demeanor,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it didn’t take long for word to spread about her identity once she joined a few conversation circles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, several people from the PE\u002FVC Alliance Chat Group she’d been added to earlier came over to connect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chairwoman Wen, I’m Zhu Wenshan from CICC Wealth. We’re both in the PE\u002FVC Investors chat—I’m not sure if you remember me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhu,” Wen Ruan replied with a polite smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chairwoman Wen, I’m Zhao Zhuoya from Phantom Media. We chatted in the group once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, I’m Chen Shi from China Business Weekly. Here’s my card.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the small talk and networking…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning leaned slightly toward her and spoke in a low voice,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wen Ruan, would you mind if we had a private chat? There are a few things about our cooperation I’d like your take on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan felt a ripple in her chest. She knew—this was the real reason she was here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded lightly and followed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lounge area at the side of the banquet hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two women sat down on a soft sofa. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling window, the dazzling nightscape of Shenzhen shimmered.ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel※fire.net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights reflected off the glass, stretching their silhouettes long and graceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning looked at her and said quietly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not quite what I imagined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?” Wen Ruan tilted her head slightly, curious. “I’d love to know—what did you think I’d be like?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingning lowered her gaze for a moment, then looked back up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I mean your attitude. You don’t seem hostile toward me at all. In fact, during the dinner, you even stepped in to help—shielding me from some drinks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, if the roles were reversed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she were Tang Song’s girlfriend, facing a woman with such a long and deep bond with him—she doubted she could stay calm, let alone be friendly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan chuckled and looked at her sweet, delicate face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a warm voice, she said, “Believe it or not, I actually like you. Your looks, your personality—I genuinely like them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…” Liu Qingning froze, her expression turning slightly awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan’s eye twitched. “Don’t get me wrong—my orientation’s perfectly straight. I meant emotionally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And to be fair, a lot of it comes from what you told me on WeChat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I really envy you—those feelings in youth… the teasing, the friendship, the push-and-pull. That kind of connection is one of the most beautiful things in the world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you those things… because I hoped you wouldn’t hate me,” Liu Qingning murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t let him go. I don’t want to let him go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d known each other since childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chance reunion in middle school. The affection in high school. The shared hard work during college and after graduation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already woven Tang Song into the blueprint of her life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan chose her words carefully. “I understand what you two have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be here today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you,” Liu Qingning said sincerely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan took a sip of her wine, her eyes soft but deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… can you accept Tang Song’s current situation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she sure could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That d*mn man had not just one or two women orbiting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Shuyu, Xu Qing, Lin Muxue, Yao Lingling, Su Yu…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just among the ones she personally knew, there were five or six.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was merely the unlucky one pushed out front to take the fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning pressed her lips together. Her voice was low. “I don’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least not now. That’s why I haven’t gone to Yancheng to see him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never imagined herself marrying or having a family with another man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was terrified of seeing him build a life with someone else—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the little moments, the intimacy, the affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be too painful to bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Liu Qingning’s pitiful expression, Wen Ruan cursed Tang Song silently—“F*ing scumbag.”**\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then quickly changed the topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I remember you’re Class of 2016 at Imperial Capital University, right? Graduated in 2020?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, that’s right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I enrolled in 2011 at Beijing Normal University, graduated in 2015, worked in the capital for five years, and moved back to Yancheng in 2020…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan went on to share her university and career path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were both from prestigious schools in the capital and had spent years living there. Naturally, they had plenty to talk about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan, already thirty, was a mature, worldly woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d met all kinds of people and knew how to steer a conversation with grace and tact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere between them gradually softened. Occasionally, they even clinked glasses lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lighting was gentle. The music floated in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The welcome dinner wasn’t meant to go late—especially with the big launch tomorrow morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one was drinking heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the banquet hall cleared out, only a few clusters of guests remained, chatting in hushed tones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seeing off a few VIP guests, Liu Qingning returned to the lounge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at Wen Ruan, who was gazing out at the night sky, and suddenly asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wen Ruan… what kind of person do you think Tang Song is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan turned back, thought for a moment, then smiled with warmth and affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To me, he’s nearly perfect. Elegant, intelligent, self-disciplined, gentle, dependable…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rattled off a dozen traits in one breath, her eyes sparkling like stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning’s voice was a bit dry. “You love him that much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. No doubt about it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if he went bankrupt? Lost everything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan met her eyes, emotion rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know what you’re worried about. But let me be clear—I’d still love him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, when I fell for him, I had no idea he was rich.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning bit her lip and asked seriously,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… why are you okay with him having other women in his heart?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inviting Wen Ruan tonight had one purpose—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to see, for herself, what kind of woman this was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After their conversation, she was almost certain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman’s elegance, character, beauty, and brilliance were second to none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her own tolerance came from over a decade of history with Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d forced herself to expand her worldview in order to understand him, to try to accept him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wen Ruan? She had no such baggage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Love is selfish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would a woman like her, so remarkable in every way, put up with Tang Song’s infidelity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That… was what she couldn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan was silent for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then past memories came flooding back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath, her voice quiet and heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m almost thirty. Before I chose to be with him, I already knew…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I would never get to walk into a wedding chapel with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I always dreamed of being a bride—wearing a gown, holding flowers, blessed by family, building a happy home…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve struggled a lot. I tried to avoid him. Tried to let go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But in the end, I realized… I can’t live without him. I can’t imagine a future without him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears slipped down her cheek before she even noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wiped them away stubbornly and said with firm conviction,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So—even if I’m just the other woman, even if I fight with my family over it… I have no regrets!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-You mean…” Liu Qingning’s voice trembled, stunned. “You’re saying…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan nodded, eyes unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. I never wanted to monopolize him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as it’s him—I’m willing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back when she first chose to be with Tang Song, Wen Ruan had no idea she’d gain so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, she had made a real, deliberate decision—to be his “little lover.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he never gave her any material security, she was ready to stay faithful for life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d even mentally prepared herself for the day his “wife” might show up at the door and catch them “in the act.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t think there was anything wrong or shameful about her feelings for Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when facing Liu Qingning now, Wen Ruan had already come to terms with everything, and she spoke with calm honesty about how she felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning’s breathing quickened. Her head dropped, eyes locked dazedly on the floor, the expression in them flickering with shock and complicated emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Wen Ruan lifted her wineglass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve talked so much tonight—we’re practically friends now. Qingning, let me toast to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingning looked up, eyes a little blank, but instinctively tapped her glass against Wen Ruan’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crisp sound echoed clearly in the quiet lounge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cool wine slid down her throat, but Liu Qingning’s mind was in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights in the banquet hall dimmed gradually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they were about to part ways, Liu Qingning stepped forward and gently hugged Wen Ruan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you,” she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan blinked in surprise for a moment, then returned the embrace with warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After they separated, Liu Qingning turned and walked quickly out of the hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night breeze was cool, brushing her hair into a fluttering mess—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as if trying to blow away the confusion in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead of heading straight home to Tower T5 at Shenzhen Bay, she wandered alone without a destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew running away wouldn’t solve anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharing their story with Wen Ruan on WeChat, inviting her to meet in person, sitting down for an open-hearted talk—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was her way of trying to find some kind of resolution to this three-person relationship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had imagined many outcomes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not once had she imagined that Wen Ruan could go that far for Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shenzhen’s night was still vibrant, but her heart felt like it was wrapped in fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even realize how long she’d walked—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only that she suddenly came to her senses inside the T5 elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doors opened slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning stepped inside the wide, bright apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the sound, the housekeeper Aunt Mei quickly emerged with concern on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Qingning, would you like me to fix you something to eat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingning shook her head gently, her voice soft but tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, thank you, Aunt Mei. I’ve already eaten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Mei nodded, her voice even gentler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then try to get some rest early. Call me if you need anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright. Thank you, Aunt Mei.” Liu Qingning gave her a faint smile and walked toward the master bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat on the bed, her gaze falling on the photo frame on her nightstand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a picture of her and Tang Song from their high school days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at those young, innocent faces, the corners of her lips lifted into a helpless, bittersweet smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up her phone and made a call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Assistant Chen? Sorry to bother you this late. Could you book me two plane tickets for tomorrow—5 p.m., from Shenzhen to Yancheng. Return trip Sunday afternoon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, tomorrow. Confirmed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks so much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hung up and curled up, hugging her knees, her long lashes trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ever since you went back to Yancheng, I’ve kept saying I’d go see how you’re doing… but I kept putting it off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I had gone sooner… maybe everything would’ve turned out differently.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She murmured to herself, then buried her face between her knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beicheng Garden Residential Complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door creaked open as Shen Yuyan stepped inside, exhaling the lingering scent of alcohol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She changed into slippers and walked into the living room—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only to stop in her tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, on the carpet beside the sofa, Xu Qing was lounging like a happy little gremlin—surrounded by snacks, fruit, and soda.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the TV, Crayon Shin-chan: The Movie was playing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing giggled loudly as she munched away, carefree as a kid on summer break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan raised a brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, going all out tonight? Aren’t you worried about getting fat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her best friend’s voice, Xu Qing stuck out her chin in mock arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know who I’m about to be? The owner of an Aston Martin DB11. Call me Her Royal Majesty, Queen Xu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Dumb Qing. Big Dumb Qing. Big Dumb Qing,” Shen Yuyan repeated with exaggerated mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey! You sneaky little snake, Shen!” Xu Qing immediately fired back, blushing furiously as she began bickering with her bestie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan tossed her bag aside and flopped onto the couch with a groan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get me a glass of water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get it yourself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan gave her a look and softened her voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I drank way too much again. My head’s spinning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing muttered under her breath but still got up to pour her a warm glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After watching Shen Yuyan down it in one gulp, Xu Qing squeezed her thigh with mock scolding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve told you a million times—less drinking. You never listen!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one was special,” Shen Yuyan explained, leaning back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I had to host the Purchasing Director of Xucheng Property—our biggest potential client so far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this works out, we’ll finally fulfill the terms of our agreement with Gongying Technology.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing immediately perked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So? How did it go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very promising,” Shen Yuyan said with a satisfied sigh. “They seem very willing to work with us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s amazing! If Youjie Housekeeping secures that second 3 million investment, we’ll be able to expand again—get things back on track!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan nodded, then suddenly added,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qingqing, have Tang Song come by Beicheng Garden tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing blushed and shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way. I don’t want to get teased again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since that time Tang Song spanked her, Shen Yuyan hadn’t let it go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shame still haunted her!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan rolled her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please. This place is only 90 square meters. You two make so much noise, I couldn’t not hear it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh yeah? Then you must’ve heard me calling your name too! Why didn’t you come save me, huh? Hmph!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next time, I’ll have Tang Song drag you in with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? So he can spank both of us? Want me to bring out the little whip too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You perv! You’re impossible!” Xu Qing shrieked, red-faced and flailing as she pounced on her friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(\">血\u003C)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wrestled on the couch like high schoolers for a good while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Shen Yuyan suddenly wrapped her arms around her, hand pressed gently over Xu Qing’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She whispered softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qingqing… if you really can’t handle Tang Song… I could help you, you know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually… maybe the three of us together… wouldn’t be so bad?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wha—!” Xu Qing yelped, her whole body jolting like a cat getting its tail stepped on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face flushed red, heating like a kettle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-You… you… YOU—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan exhaled and flopped down, resting her head in Xu Qing’s lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I drank a bit too much. Let me nap for a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing stared at her, stunned—brain short-circuiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind was spinning, still stuck on what Shen Yuyan just said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three of us… together?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clutched at her hair,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and despite herself, strange images began playing out in her mind...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>（°一°\"）\u003C\u002Fp>",2736,"2026-06-06T14:41:47.872Z",1,"novelbin.me","e33b5476f4acbe491f363f59db0b721718150a13613e03050355046375eb7451","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-468","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-466",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]