[{"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-653":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},1705840,2178,"Chapter 652: Su Yu’s Street Photos, Lingling’s Wish","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-653",653,"\u003Cp>Tang Song quietly savored the thrilling sensation at his fingertips;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the breath in his chest was hot and rapid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze landed on Shen Yuyan in his arms, her expression dreamlike. He could clearly tell she was deliberately restraining herself, yet silently acquiescing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That ambiguous, forbidden posture stoked in him an overwhelming, intoxicating urge to dominate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just to be clear—loser must accept the bet. No backing out!” Xu Qing announced excitedly, not yet realizing how dangerously off-course the atmosphere had shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She freed one hand and removed the blindfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant her fingers touched the edge of the blindfold, Shen Yuyan shivered slightly and gently pushed Tang Song’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Tang Song quietly withdraw his right hand from the yoga pants, a meaningful smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan hurriedly turned away, her face flushed like a sunset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body, however, still trembled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them were tightly entangled in a posture that was extremely suggestive and intensely awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song was pressed on the inside, one arm around her waist, the other arm around her dreamy-eyed friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked like a compact sandwich.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she was the innocent slice of ham in the middle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing’s alcohol-dulled brain snapped somewhat back to clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could distinctly feel the warmth and solidity of Tang Song’s chest and the soft, heated body of her friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling her friend’s earlier teasing suggestions, Xu Qing’s face flushed crimson in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She instinctively wanted to withdraw her arm and break out of that ambiguous “sandwich.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Tang Song was definitely not a good guy—lots of girlfriends, and lots of tricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he found out about her and her friend’s little schemes, she’d be completely finished!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as she moved, a powerful hand tightened suddenly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pulling her and Shen Yuyan even closer together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both girls let out a low hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing pushed at Tang Song’s chest, stammering, “Tan—Tang Song! What are you doing? And... why are you holding Yanyan? Let go of us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she’d had quite a bit to drink too, her voice sounded coy and lacked force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even sober, she had no authority over Tang Song—she was an easy target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You sweat when you drink, and it’s cold tonight.” Tang Song’s voice sounded in her ear, low and magnetic. “Holding each other will keep us warmer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“T-That doesn’t mean you can hold both of us at the same time. This... it’s not appropriate...” Xu Qing instinctively sought help from her friend. “Yanyan!” s̈\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan rested her cheek lazily on Tang Song’s shoulder;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her half-open eyes were misty with intoxication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone was vague: “It’s fine... a hug doesn’t hurt... Qingqing, why are you so stingy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, deliberately pressing her body a little and gently rubbing against Tang Song’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See? It’s... actually kind of comfortable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!” Xu Qing reflexively pushed her friend. “You’re drunk, Yanyan! Don’t—don’t move! Get up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Shen Yuyan seemed to have lost some consciousness from the drunkenness. “I’ll sleep for a bit... so sleepy...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed her eyes and slumped limply across Tang Song and Xu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing froze, too stunned to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the contact of both bodies and breathing in their different scents,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song bent down, his gaze burning and dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire in his chest could no longer be contained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid Xu Qing’s startled cry, he claimed her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing widened her eyes, but only resisted for a few seconds before her body softened under the influence of alcohol and Tang Song’s intense masculinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the dimly lit living room, neon and streetlights flickered outside the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air fermented with an atmosphere of intoxication and ambiguity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them pressed together, their posture dripping with suggestiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breaths intertwined, as if ready to set the air ablaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s hand slid down Shen Yuyan’s waistline and settled again over the tight black yoga pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation at his fingertips fanned the flames in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, Xu Qing grew hazy and drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lost in Tang Song’s heated kiss, her breath quickened and her heartbeat scrambled as she felt both her boyfriend and her friend’s warmth pressing against her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the winter wind moaned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drunk and unconscious, Shen Yuyan curled on the big sofa, eyes half-closed, long lashes trembling, breathing slow and shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked as if she’d completely fallen asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In another corner,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing and Tang Song’s figures overlapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her maid outfit was a little messy;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the skirt hiked up,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>stockings outlining long legs that looked especially striking under the lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing bit her lower lip and managed with difficulty, “Put... put Yanyan in the bedroom... she’ll get sick if she sleeps here...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song didn’t stop. His voice was low: “Later. There’s no time right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing’s words were silenced again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced, with the corner of her eye, at her friend nearby and then at Tang Song above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physiological excitement and psychological shame tangled together,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>burning her nerves like strong liquor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is... this is too far...!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What am I doing?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Am I becoming a pervert? In front of my friend...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing felt ready to explode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face burned as if bleeding, her head hot, yet her body refused to obey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unprecedented rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like a scene from a novel she’d written—ripping through dimensions and landing right on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole world suddenly seemed unreal and dreamlike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thursday, November 23, 2023.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>North City Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 6:30 a.m., the alarm went off on time in the warm bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling reached one hand out of the soft quilt, swiped her phone screen, and turned off the reminder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat up, ruffled her messy hair, yawned, and gradually cleared her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She checked the weather forecast on her phone first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she opened the pinned WeChat chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She left a message: “(√) Good morning, big brother~ Today in Yancheng it’s sunny, -1~10℃, wind’s a bit strong. Outfit suggestions below...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending this “exclusive weather report,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she waited expectantly for a reply while looking around her new home with an unreadable smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first morning she’d officially moved in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last weekend, she and Qiuqiu got the keys from senior Xu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apartment had been well cared for, so they hardly needed to tidy up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the past few days, after work, they had moved their belongings in bit by bit like hardworking ants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night was the first night they slept here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overall, it felt a lot better than their old Star Flower Garden neighborhood:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>newer building, nicer renovation, and stronger heating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, the community rented many units—Li Shumin and Zhang Jiahong planned to move over next month when their leases ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they could all hang out in the same neighborhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buzz—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tang Song: “Got it. Just woke up? It’s very cold this morning. Don’t do outdoor exercise.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this caring reply made Yao Lingling’s mood soar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She typed quickly: “Okay! I’ll work out indoors. By the way, senior, you haven’t been to the office this week. Not seeing your handsome face makes me lose focus on my work~ When are you coming back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song had seemed busy this week and hadn’t shown up at the company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He told her via WeChat that he’d gone home for a school anniversary and was now attending an important meeting organized by the government development and reform committee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tang Song: “Maybe tomorrow. I have one last meeting this morning.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yao Lingling: “Then good luck with your work, senior. I’ll obediently wait at the company to see your handsome face.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buzz—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tang Song: selfie.jpg]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling’s heart skipped a beat and she opened the photo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Tang Song right after exercise, damp hair stuck to his forehead, his bare upper body revealing firm, flowing muscle lines—powerful and beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At one glance, Lingling felt hot-cheeked, her pulse racing, mouth dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winter morning room suddenly felt humid and warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, she had some magical “water-type skills.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, having just sat up, she slipped back under the covers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One pajama leg poked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon the room rang with the sound of chanting and playful “spell-casting” noises...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, cheeks flushed, Lingling poked her head out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated, bit her lip, wrestled with herself, and finally picked up her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lingling: “\u002F》) Senior... I’m fine now. I’m typing with both hands to prove my innocence.”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tang Song: shocked (sticker)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After “teasing” her senior, Yao Lingling finally got out of bed satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lived in the secondary bedroom, previously Xu Qing’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smaller in size but with ample sunlight—and most importantly, a huge solid wood desk—perfect for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She changed into a fitted gray workout set, tied her hair into a neat ponytail, hummed along to a song, and stepped out of the bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the living room,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she saw Cheng Qiuqiu already on a yoga mat doing morning stretches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu had her back to her, performing a perfect cat stretch—slender waist lowered, rounded buttocks high and perky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her flexibility formed a heart-stopping, flawless curve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the movement beside her, Cheng Qiuqiu slowly sat up and looked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Morning, Lingling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice remained cool, and her pretty face flushed healthy and enticing from the workout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good morning, gorgeous!” Yao Lingling immediately pulled a playful face and jumped up to hug her from behind, rubbing her cheek hard against that plump panda-like derrière. “Wow... Qiuqiu, your body is insane... If I were a guy, I wouldn’t be able to resist, hehe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop it, Lingling...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheng Qiuqiu stiffened instantly, her cheeks turning redder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha, don’t be shy. I’m a girl too, you know...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning living room echoed with Lingling’s joyful laughter and Qiuqiu’s soft exhalation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they knew it, they were laughing and tumbling onto the soft yoga mat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cool, guarded look on Qiuqiu’s face had given way to an unguarded smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first morning in the new home felt particularly lovely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing their daily “butt sculpting” routine and some anaerobic exercises in the living room,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling returned to her room to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in front of the dressing mirror, thinking of Qiuqiu’s dramatic curves, she glanced down at her own slight A-cup and sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why won’t this grow?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, when they picked up the keys that day, Lingling had already confirmed Qiuqiu really liked the senior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was normal—many of the girls at Songmei Apparel liked the senior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while of sighing, Lingling’s naturally cheerful confidence reasserted itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning in front of the full-length mirror, admiring her increasingly striking waist-to-hip ratio—especially her plump, full butt—her confident smile returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could sense that senior Tang Song liked her butt too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d even patted it in the office last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she trained even harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And... she had a “wish” she could redeem at any time to satisfy him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Double Eleven rush over and the company entering a calmer period,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she could almost make her move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just waiting to see him tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking that made Lingling flush. She changed clothes and quickly went to the bathroom to freshen up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the weather was very cold, riding her beloved scooter to work wasn’t ideal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily North City Garden was right next to Metro Line 1.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including walking time, it took them just over ten minutes to reach Yunxi Building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They swiped in and entered Songmei Apparel’s office area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was nearly an hour until work started;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the spacious open office was unusually quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They grabbed mugs and made steaming coffee in the pantry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the break area,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they chatted, sipped coffee, and watched the city bustle awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling felt energized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She genuinely loved her current job and life rhythm—full of hope and passion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Living with friends, sharing daily joys and frustrations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pouring her love into fashion design, creating fresh beauty every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her design team, led by her, was nearly assembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new hires were competent designers with some industry renown, able to handle things independently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Songmei Apparel was visibly thriving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HEYISTUDIO would surely usher in a brighter future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finishing the last sip of coffee, Yao Lingling excitedly proposed, “Qiuqiu, there’s a hot spring resort near my place that opened last year with great facilities. Want to go soak next week and relax?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheng Qiuqiu paused and shook her head: “I won’t go. I haven’t told you, but I might take a few days off next week to go back to Rongcheng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Really?” Lingling was surprised. “Is something wrong at home?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu stayed silent a moment, then said softly: “Nothing, just... going back to check on things.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, okay. Be careful on the trip.” Lingling didn’t pry further and added: “Taking leave is fine. Things aren’t busy, and your department just hired a new designer who can share the work.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu nodded lightly, but the joy in her eyes had dulled, showing a faint, hard-to-detect gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mother had not been peaceful lately,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and her mother-in-law’s death anniversary was approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sighing, Qiuqiu set her mug down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She habitually opened Weibo on her phone to check Su Yu’s latest posts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she entered, a headline suddenly collided with her vision:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>#Su Yu’s shell jacket look#\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her idol’s tag, Qiuqiu’s heart leapt and she tapped in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A set of high-resolution airport street snaps filled the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A top fashion outlet had apparently shot an exclusive set of Su Yu heading to Europe this morning for Fashion Week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the photos, Su Yu wore black sunglasses and a pure black shell-style jacket over a simple white T-shirt, paired with high-waisted cargo pants and a pair of tough Martin boots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her signature silver-gray dyed long hair hung casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole look was minimalist and sharp, yet packed with high-end energy and an intense aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It showcased her near-perfect golden-proportion figure to perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu instinctively liked, reposted, and commented “Sister, you’re so fierce, I love you” in a single breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she began enlarging the photos to admire her idol’s stunning beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she studied them, she suddenly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That black shell jacket on Su Yu... why did it look so familiar?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked exactly like the company’s “City Shell Jacket.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu blinked and zoomed in to inspect the garment’s details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distinctive taped zipper design, the Velcro detail on the cuffs, and the subtle [HEYI] embroidery on the hood edge...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>disbelief spread across her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lingling! Lingling! Look! Look at this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She jumped up from her chair, her voice changing from excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s up?” Yao Lingling, staring out the window, was startled and confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu shoved her phone in front of her. “Look!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling glanced at it and casually said: “That’s our company’s City Shell Jacket, the classic black. What about it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu’s lips trembled as she flushed with excitement. “Look again... the person wearing it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She zoomed out to reveal that flawless face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling’s brain went blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su, Su, Su Yu?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way! No way! No way!” Lingling’s voice trembled. “Qiuqiu... is this photoshopped?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!” Qiuqiu immediately exited the preview to the original Weibo post.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The publisher was an official account of a top fashion media outlet in the industry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Comments and reposts had already topped 100k.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fans flooded the comment section with “So fierce!”, “Su Yu goddess forever!”, and “Where to buy the jacket!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling stared at the photo set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the nation-level queen Su Yu wearing something she personally designed...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An indescribable joy shot from her tailbone to her crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahhhhh!” She couldn’t contain herself and screamed loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hugged Qiuqiu, bouncing and leaping like someone who’d won the lottery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s Su Yu! It’s Su Yu! Qiuqiu! Su Yu wore the jacket I designed! She’s wearing my design!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excited, Lingling bit Qiuqiu’s face a few times and still couldn’t calm down;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she hugged her and spun her in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a designer, her greatest dream was seeing top stars and fashion icons wear her clothes—on magazine pages, under flashbulbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s more than being seen;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it’s the ultimate validation of a designer’s worth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And who was Su Yu?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A national-level diva, a trendsetter in traffic and style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One set of her street photos could explode across the internet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What she wore was never just clothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a trend, a movement—an aesthetic countless girls would imitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Yu same style”—those words were the biggest seal of approval in fashion circles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brief thrill replaced by professional instinct, Lingling thought of the larger picture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu’s trending post would bring phenomenal traffic and exposure to HEYISTUDIO.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would elevate the brand’s design credibility and identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a fledgling niche label, they could be thrust onto the mainstream fashion stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magazines would reach out, buyers would seek cooperation, more artists would follow suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their online store sales would explode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inventory would be insufficient, fabrics would run short, factories couldn’t meet demand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking with excitement at the thought, Lingling released Qiuqiu and lunged out like the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way! I have to call President Tang now. Qiuqiu, you call President Gao—this is huge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dashed into a quiet meeting room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She first shared the Weibo post with Tang Song, then called him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey! Senior! Senior! Look at the WeChat I sent you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm? ...This is...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Yu! She’s wearing our company’s shell jacket. It’ll probably trend any minute...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling babbled the morning’s “news” breathlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other end, Tang Song seemed to be looking at Weibo and didn’t interrupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Lingling finally paused, he smiled: “Congratulations, Designer Lingling. This might make you famous overnight. Don’t worry about the factory—I’ll arrange it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay, thank you, senior! I can’t believe it’s real. Tell me it’s real.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s real, Lingling. Good design naturally shines. Su Yu just let more people see your light;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>you deserve this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Tang Song’s warm, affirming praise, Lingling leaned against the cool wall and felt her heart pounding hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her senior’s recognition, her jacket worn by Su Yu...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t let him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She inhaled deeply, gripped her phone, and tentatively asked: “Um... senior...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm? What is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“About that wish you promised me before—does it still count?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course it counts. Why? Have you decided? Tell me—I'll make it happen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling’s cheeks flamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, in a feigned casual, teasing tone she said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay, so I’ve been busy drawing and studying my whole life and never really had a proper relationship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s almost been two years since graduation. My friends are traveling, dating, showing off their love on social media every day like I’m the only one single. Honestly... I’m a little jealous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So... I was wondering—senior, could you waste one day of your weekend to pretend to be my boyfriend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one day! Let this hardworking designer feel the sour-sweet taste of romance for one day—just one day, please?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held her breath without realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world seemed to narrow to the faint hum in the receiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the clear answer: “Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>",3164,"2026-06-06T14:42:22.421Z",1,"novelbin.me","d51dce93ecb377fe8c1b5956836c23ef1b9c877f9a8a98d30ed445e005167336","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-654","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-652",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]