[{"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-550":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},1705787,2178,"Chapter 549: Xu Qing: Sorry sorry!","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-550",550,"\u003Cp>It was a cloudy day, with no thunder to be heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thunderous “rumble” was actually the sound of the microphone in Xu Qing’s hand hitting the carpet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xiao Xue looked as if she'd truly been struck by lightning—her elegant, delicate face collapsed, and even her voice broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-What?! Ambiguous?! Girls’ love?! Xiao Jing, how could you slander me out of nowhere?! Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shot to her feet, her long legs trembling slightly, and glared at the innocent-looking Xiao Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking with rage and chills!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing looked startled and immediately flung herself into Tang Song’s arms, her shoulders suspiciously trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry, Brother Tang Song, I shouldn’t have done something to betray you. You have to punish us, or I’ll never forgive myself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You... you little—” Xiao Xue was about to explode, frantically trying to explain. “Tang Song, I never did anything to betray you! She’s just making things up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he didn’t believe these two would be entangled like that. He was just curious how they knew each other and what kind of relationship they had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, they were both his girlfriends, both in Yang City. Xiao Xue was even his assistant—inevitably, they would interact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing quietly slid off Tang Song’s lap, picked up the microphone, and stood to the side wide-eyed, ready to munch on drama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing lifted her head, gave a demure smile, then picked up the phone beside her, opened the chat logs, and held it up for Tang Song to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We actually just met recently. Xiao Xue added me on WeChat herself. We talked... about some very private things. She asked if I had a boyfriend, and we chatted about our views on men.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!” The hair on Xiao Xue’s head twitched. “Xiao Jing! You—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly remembered how overly friendly Xiao Jing had been on WeChat the past few days, and the strange topics she had started.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, she thought that since they were both “trusted by Director Jin,” she had to bite the bullet and go along with some weird conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking back now—this was a setup! A plot against Empress Muxue!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song took the phone and scrolled down, reading a string of chat messages filled with subtly flirty undertones:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Youjing: “You said you’d help me pick lingerie... so do you prefer front clasps or back clasps?”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lin Muxue: “Front clasps, I guess. Easier to put on and take off.”]Check latest chapters at N0velFire.ɴet\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tian Jing: “I rarely wear that kind. Next time we go shopping, can you come into the fitting room and show me how to wear it? (#excited)”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lin Muxue: “Sure, no problem.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lin Muxue: “I agree, pretty hands are definitely a big plus.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tian Jing: “Mhm, your hands are really pretty—slender and flexible. Must feel really nice to use?”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lin Muxue: “Uh... I guess so.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tian Jing: “I just saw your workout photo on Moments! That yoga pose... (#nosebleed)”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lin Muxue: “(#chin-resting) Well, actually, that was Pilates.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tian Jing: “Muxue, your waist is so soft~ I wonder if other parts are too. (#shy)”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lin Muxue: “Ah, it’s late, I’m going to shower. Bye-bye.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song read through the chat, a strange glint in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first glance, it seemed flirty, but reading deeper, it was clear Xiao Jing had been carefully baiting every step, and Xiao Xue was the passive “victim.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help but glance at his elite, rich-girl girlfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he had a filter on Xiao Jing—after all, she was the company goddess: sweet-faced and a natural JK Sacred Body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She always struck a perfect balance, seeming close but never overly familiar. She was the ideal girl in every male coworker’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as their relationship deepened—especially after discovering her secret little “preferences”—Tang Song’s impression of her had flipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing wasn’t just a sweet, obedient girl. Underneath, she hid a quirky, mischievous streak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She might look gentle and quiet on the outside, but she was bold and clever inside, even a bit naughty and full of contrasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially in private moments, she always found unexpected ways to stir his emotions and catch him off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, for a “dirty-minded old man” like him, a girlfriend like this was pure emotional bliss—he was having the time of his life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And today’s little stunt was clearly another one of Xiao Jing’s “games.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The special task Heartthrob's Self-Cultivation clearly stated that the three should leave deep impressions on each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Putting Xiao Xue and Xiao Jing through a shared ordeal would absolutely enhance the mission outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Tang Song chuckled to himself, hiding a smirk as he slowly stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over his two girlfriends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes darkened, and his expression turned cold and detached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After going through the Low Whispers of Humanity instance, and that intense back-and-forth with Annie, he had learned some tricks for role-playing the “Game-Tang Song” mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the aura he projected turned chilly and intimidating, making the entire private booth’s atmosphere freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing let out a low gasp and took three steps back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uh-oh! That’s a murderous aura!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Songzi was clearly mad—he’s about to blow up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song was always gentle around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just in their chats on WeChat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when playing basketball, he never forced her to do anything she didn’t want.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she ever got too tired, he’d carry her and soothe her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d never seen this side of Tang Song before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly resembled the domineering CEO from one of her novels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she couldn’t help but get excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t mess up. Tang Song wouldn’t punish her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humph! Liu Ruyan, Bai Jing—your good days are over!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Songzi, go teach them a lesson!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(·=°)gbiubiubiu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tang President... let me explain... I was just trying to get along with Xiao Jing, so I humored her and chatted about some... unusual topics...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue swallowed hard, her heart beating faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the three, she was the one who truly held reverence for Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him like this made her knees go weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing’s eyes lit up. Looking at Tang Song right now, her heart pounded too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But hers was from excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was one thing she didn’t like about Tang Song, it was that he was too mild—he lacked that kind of pulse-racing intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gentleness was great, of course, but she wished he could show a bit of fire sometimes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, this version of him—cold, aloof, mysterious, and dangerous—had an irresistible allure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a classic anime scene from Black Butler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfectly matching her taste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just wanted to be pushed down on a table and squeezed and spanked by this version of him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brother Tang Song, be even fiercer—I’m totally down!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screamed in her heart, but on her face she wore a pitiful expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood up carefully, obediently stepping in front of Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her round glasses fogged slightly, her eyes misty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a bullied honor student in a 2D anime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you two think I’m easy to talk to?” Tang Song’s voice carried a deep, magnetic pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing’s eyes widened, her whole body freezing in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(十○）(Uh-oh! Little Songzi’s gone dark!)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pitch-black eyes darted around wildly as a flood of novel ideas surged through her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Domineering CEO, workplace punishment, shame play...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creativity overflowing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right now, she didn’t dare make a move. She shrank into the corner and held her breath, waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xue and Xiao Jing both trembled slightly, but their expressions were entirely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!” Xiao Xue still tried to explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing had already flopped onto the couch, assuming a posture awaiting punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry sorry, Brother Tang Song, I really know I was wrong. As long as you’re not angry anymore, I’ll accept any punishment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was soft and sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was practically sprawled over the couch cushion, the pale blue jeans outlining her slender waist and full curves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hem of her shirt had unknowingly slid up a bit, revealing a sliver of cool, pale skin—and a red tattoo sticker, faintly visible, teasingly seductive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the textbook example of a two-dimensional contrast moe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xue stood frozen, biting her lip, her eyes flickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since Empress Muxue turned over a new leaf, she’d been walking on thin ice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t expected to get played by this pervy Xiao Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stole a glance at Tang Song, her eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She caught the glint of heat and anticipation in his gaze toward Xiao Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment, she understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being with Tang Song for so long, and with her excellent read-the-room skills, she could tell—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t really angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was... foreplay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were just the two of them, she wouldn’t mind at all. She could even be spicier than Xiao Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at Xu Qing, hesitating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the root of it, she was still worried that Shen Yuyan, that old drama queen, would hear about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing’s twin-tails bounced nervously under Xiao Xue’s gaze, and she looked around as if scoping the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that jittery look, Xiao Xue’s eyes flickered, finally relaxing a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from Shen Yuyan, Xu Qing was still pretty simple-minded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned back and met Tang Song’s gaze. Gritting her teeth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought: today I’ve been played by Tian Jing—I’ll definitely get her back later!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a deep breath, Xiao Xue slowly lowered her gaze, her lashes fluttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mimicking Xiao Jing’s pose, she softly stepped up to the couch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her legs closed together, her movements elegant yet obedient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bent over, hands gripping the couch back, her hips slightly raised—her posture textbook-level, like she’d been trained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, as a graduate of flight attendant school and a part-time photo model,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xue’s form was refined and full of grace—unlike Xiao Jing’s... obvious eagerness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning forward, she glanced sideways at Xiao Jing and whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tang Song, I’m willing to accept punishment. Just... be quick, and not too much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little playfulness, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who am I afraid of?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Xiao Xue got fully into character. Her cheeks flushed, and her long legs trembled slightly under her fishnet stockings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gentle and graceful on the surface, but sharp and daring beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing’s eyes gleamed, the corners of her lips curling up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was on the right side—Tang Song was right-handed. That meant she’d be the one getting “disciplined” more smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hehe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This round, still my win!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing: (\u002F)(covers eyes but peeks)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at his two girlfriends in different poses, Tang Song’s heart raced faster and faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can’t hold it—he absolutely couldn’t hold it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt like Xiao Jing had totally corrupted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after those days with Anne Kate, where certain traits in him had awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over slowly, hands gently resting on their backs, fingers trailing down their spines,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally stopping at the soft curves of their waists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very good.” His voice was low and magnetic. “Looks like you both understand your mistakes. I’ll forgive you this time. But don’t let it happen again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahhh! Sorry sorry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue let out a soft gasp, her voice calm but trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tang Song, I’m willing to accept punishment, but I don’t think I did anything wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, she had entered a role and wanted to flip the situation in her own way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her like this, Xiao Jing raised her brows slightly and said in a shy voice,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Tang Song, looks like Sister Muxue still has feelings for me. What should I do...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What nonsense are you spouting?!” Lin Muxue glared at her, gritting her teeth in anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve never had feelings for you—that’s why I don’t think I’m wrong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing’s eyes sparkled with innocent mischief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aww, okay then... It’s my fault. Please punish me double, Brother Tang Song.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xue: (>)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WTF?! What kind of freak is this?! And why are you dragging me into this mess?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough!” Tang Song snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry sorry!” Tian Jing squealed, her face turning so red it was practically steaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sounds of Xiao Xue and Xiao Jing’s apologies echoed through the room,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere in the booth turning increasingly heated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song: ()一@@\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—thud— Xu Qing’s microphone rolled onto the floor again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three heads turned instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(°一°\") Huh?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing frantically bent down to pick up the mic rolling across the carpet, her twin-tails bouncing as she moved,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face turning beet red. “Ah! Sorry, sorry! Don’t mind me... I didn’t mean to!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She apologized while peeking up at the three,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly catching Lin Muxue giving her a sly, sinister smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing the pampered young lady took a startled half-step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xue slowly stood up, her long legs crossing gracefully as she stepped forward, calm and composed as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tang Song, I drank a bit too much earlier—need to use the restroom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead.” Tang Song waved generously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Xue pursed her lips and glanced at Xu Qing, her voice light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think Qingqing’s performance just now was really poor. Dropped the mic twice and scared us—shouldn’t she also get a bit of ‘education’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To prevent her from tattling to Shen Yuyan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She figured the best way was to drag her into the mix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that, the booth fell silent again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song looked toward Xu Qing—itching to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was rare for all three girlfriends to be so “united.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least they were going through this together—it might just deepen their bond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the real reason was that Xiao Jing’s teasing had filled Tang Song’s head with nothing but yellow-rated imagery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And twin-tailed Qingqing? She really did suit this kind of “punishment” scenario!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they were alone, he’d loved playing these kinds of games with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This coser girlfriend of his was genuinely fun—her little expressions came in full sets, and her reactions were always dramatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing froze, then shook her head hard, her twin-tails slapping her cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I-I just slipped! I didn’t mean anything by it, really!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing, gleaming with amusement and clearly loving the drama, tilted her head and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Qingqing, I also think your performance today was terrible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing felt her scalp go numb, her heart racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s over—it’s really over! These two are teaming up to bully me?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(ಥ﹏ಥ) Yanyan, I wanna go home...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song looked at the hilariously panicked Xu Qing and couldn’t help chuckling as he waved her over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come here, Qingqing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing wrapped both hands protectively over her butt, her face in a panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! I won’t!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far from her, Lin Muxue narrowed her eyes and gently pushed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing stumbled forward with a kneel-slide, crashing right into Tang Song’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Lin Muxue turned with elegance and walked out of the booth, hurrying toward the restroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just an excuse either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Tang Song’s little touches earlier, she was honestly bursting to pee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she couldn’t show weakness in front of the others—she had to hold it with dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This excuse came just in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the booth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rich aroma of food mixed with the sweet scent of juice, and the karaoke machine cast a soft glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere was sticky-sweet and dangerously ambiguous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song held Xu Qing around the waist, his gaze bright and burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing blinked her big dark eyes, her face red and hot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stammered, “Tang Song, you can’t do this—I didn’t even do anything wrong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the pervy yandere Xiao Jing sitting right next to her, she felt like a scared little hamster caught by a cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d had dreams of scenes like this many times before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in those dreams, Xiao Jing always pulled out a little whip from her panties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought made her sneak a glance at Xiao Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They locked eyes—and Xiao Jing suddenly raised her right hand and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Tang Song, I have something else to confess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s eye twitched. “What is it now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt like if he spent every day with this rich-girl girlfriend, he’d go full “pervert” himself eventually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing swallowed hard, a bad premonition rising in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing adjusted her glasses and said sweetly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, Qingqing and I have known each other for a long time. We met in a 2D fandom group chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s a well-known big name in the group...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing instantly knee-slid forward: (>_\u003C)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She flopped onto the couch, her face red enough to steam, yelling,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry sorry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing: ( ᐛ )σ\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song: (⊙_☉)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good grief. Xiao Jing, you really blew my mind today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again, Tang Song had to update his understanding of Xiao Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This little trio of goofballs—honestly, the other two combined couldn’t match Xiao Jing alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looks like his previous worries were unnecessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a powerhouse like Xiao Jing, even facing Secretary Jin wouldn’t be an issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SMACK—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry sorry!” Xu Qing’s voice was even louder than Tian Jing’s, her face buried in the couch cushion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why she was so afraid of Xiao Jing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The root of it was that she’d once dropped her mask offline, and Xiao Jing had found out who she really was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d said some pretty wild stuff in that group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lot of it involved fantasizing about Tang Song—from all kinds of angles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back when she made up those stories, they hadn’t even started dating yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xiao Jing had already claimed Tang Song in the group, declaring him her boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing, this famous writer and coser known as “Little Su Yu,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still had a public image to protect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Tang Song ever found out about that embarrassing history, she’d never be able to show her face again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Lin Muxue pushed open the booth door and came back in,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was greeted by Xu Qing slumped on the couch, face full of despair,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Xiao Jing cuddled up with Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face flushed instantly, and her eye twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She noticed a round non-woven sticker in Xiao Jing’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a freak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cursing silently in her head, she quickly looked away,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing down the chaotic images swirling in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Level 3 of Minghui Mall, in a mid-high-end women’s clothing store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three young women were browsing the racks, speaking in hushed tones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is so expensive. Just one shirt costs 700 yuan. Should we really buy it? But... it really is nice. The quality is amazing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Siqi, I checked online earlier. If you buy it on Taobao through an agent, you could save over 200.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siqi took a deep breath, her eyes hesitating for a second before she clenched her teeth and said firmly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buying it! This is the one. Online agents might not be fast enough—I start my internship on Monday!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as you’re happy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Lele said softly, “I actually think the one you bought for your interview the other day looked great. You looked really pretty in it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not business enough. And it doesn’t match my pants very well.” Wu Siqi shook her head, serious in tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is my first real job. Buying a quality outfit is like an investment—to leave a good impression on my boss and coworkers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Lele opened her mouth, but swallowed her words in the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew Wu Siqi’s family wasn’t rich. In her eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spending 700 yuan on a shirt just for appearances felt way too extravagant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everyone has their own priorities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, this senior had finally landed an internship at Yannan Short Drama Film Base—she must be thrilled, and a little indulgence was understandable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a state-backed enterprise, it offered solid stability and great benefits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She genuinely felt happy for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After paying and receiving her new shirt,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siqi exhaled deeply, her face lit up with a bright smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m buying you all milk tea later! Oh right, Lele, that dress you tried earlier looked amazing. Last year’s design—only 500 after the discount. Why not just get it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no.” Qian Lele quickly shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I already bought clothes. And honestly, I don’t really wear dresses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jingrong chuckled. “Lele, you’ve got a boyfriend now. You should dress up more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I... I really don’t have a boyfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, so it’s a crush, huh? Haha. Well, you should still dress beautifully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And your hairstyle—it could use a little fixing up too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Lele blushed and protested, “You’re misunderstanding. That’s my older brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then bring him over sometime so we can meet him, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, Jingrong, don’t bully Lele.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siqi rubbed Qian Lele’s head. “Let’s go, second floor for milk tea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them walked out, chatting and laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as they stepped out of the store,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Lele suddenly stopped in her tracks, her expression freezing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up ahead and slightly to the left,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure she knew all too well was weaving through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a crisp white shirt, tall and straight, his profile like rolling hills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A handsome smile on his face, flanked by three girls in matching outfits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them was Lin Muxue—someone she knew well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two were strangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the one with porcelain skin and elegant aura was holding onto Tang Song’s arm—intimately close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Lele’s face showed a flash of panic. She looked down at her own clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden wave of inferiority swept through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong noticed her odd reaction and turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong, Lele?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing.” She pressed her dry lips together, then spun around in a bit of a rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe I’ll go try that dress again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure! Let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siqi smiled and looped her arm through Lele’s, pulling her back inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked a few steps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Lele couldn’t help glancing back at Tang Song’s figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never asked for anything beyond her means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she knew the distance between them wasn’t something a 13-stop bus ride could fix.\u003C\u002Fp>",3675,"2026-06-06T14:42:00.353Z",1,"novelbin.me","30eff58c38d651b075c2b95ce085ec8f320f72d8d44255fbd499bdf7f92ac208","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-551","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-549",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]