[{"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-775":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},1706086,2178,"Chapter 774: Recovery and a New Outfit","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-775",775,"\u003Cp>The night had completely settled in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, Paris' nightscape spread across the glass in a kaleidoscope of shimmering lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the master bedroom, the air was scorching and thick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song's eyes were wide open, his breathing ragged, his back rigid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That scalp-tingling sensation lasted only a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, like a high-voltage current, it pierced through every nerve in his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu slowly straightened up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was stained with an unnatural flush, stray hairs damp with sweat clung to her temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her amber eyes held a hazy light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The movement was elegant, like a boast, like savoring a memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That peerlessly beautiful face bloomed with a faint, intoxicating satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it exuded a palpitation-inducing, wicked aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song's chest heaved violently, his breath scalding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never imagined Su Yu could be this unhinged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing his gaze that seemed almost predatory, Su Yu did not retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned slightly, leaning lazily against the headboard, pulling the duvet up to her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her palm gently pressed against his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling that thump, thump, thump, like a runaway drumbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of her lips curled up, utterly satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though her face was still pale from illness, her entire being seemed like a blooming poppy, radiating a searing, sweet fragrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tang Song...\" Su Yu's voice was soft, yet brimming with competitive desire, \"I went deeper than she did, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Right.\" Tang Song's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just physical stimulation; it was a psychological shockwave that overwhelmed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind kept replaying the moment she leaned in close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her waterfall of hair cascaded over her shoulders as she brushed it aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her slender neck, her flushed lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secretary Jin had left six marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she had made seven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's good.\" Su Yu giggled dreamily, then suddenly asked, \"Then... did you do it with her in New York?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" Tang Song shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wonderful.\" Getting the answer she wanted, the smile in her eyes deepened, even rippling with a hint of teasing. \"Just as I thought. She can't do anything except get you all covered in saliva.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song's mouth twitched, momentarily speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu covered her mouth with a light laugh, then quickly reined in her smile, reverting to that sickly demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She withdrew her hand, pouting delicately: \"I want water. I'm so thirsty, my throat is so dry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song took a deep breath, turned, and picked up the glass of warm water already prepared on the bedside table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to hand it to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want you to feed me.\" Su Yu didn't reach out to take it. Instead, she slightly parted her red lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song carefully brought the rim of the glass to her lips, tilting it slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu drank from his hand, taking small sips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, halfway through drinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough...\" She suddenly seemed to choke, giving a light cough, her lips parting slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Splash—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear trickle of water escaped the corner of her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It slid down her slender neck, over her delicate collarbone, all the way down, finally rolling into the neckline of her tight-fitting undershirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white fabric was instantly soaked, clinging tightly to her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu let out a soft hum, looked up at him with a resentful gaze: \"You fed me too fast... It's your fault, you made me all wet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Erm... Sorry.\" Tang Song was helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been extremely careful just now. With his control over his hands, steady as a surgeon's, it was impossible for it to spill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was clearly the female star herself deliberately spitting the water out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an act!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Su Yu's flawless acting left no room for doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't want to hear it.\" Su Yu petulantly cut off his explanation, her face showing a mix of grievance and spoiled coquettishness. \"It's wet and sticky, so uncomfortable... You dry it for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song reached for the tissue box on the nightstand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not with a tissue!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu grabbed his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at him, dangerous and mesmerizing lights flickering in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand gently touched Tang Song's lips, her thumb pad rubbing against his lower lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tissue is too rough. I want you... to use this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song's heartbeat, which had just steadied, accelerated again, pounding against his ribcage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing, and lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smooth, soft, and bouncy, carrying a faint scent of sea salt and the lingering, feverish warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu closed her eyes, leaning weakly against the headboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the sudden illness left her body weak, her limbs sore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to be cared for like this by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was truly blissful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So blissful it made her soul tremble and scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dinner was meticulously prepared by the apartment's private chef who came to the residence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering Su Yu was still recovering, the menu avoided heavy French cuisine, opting instead for a specially crafted set of nourishing dishes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black truffle clarified chicken broth, low-temperature slow-cooked deep-sea blue lobster with caviar, bird's nest with lily and snow pear stew...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu called Qiuqiu, who had been staying in the guest room, out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them sat around the fine-grained walnut dining table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu and Qiuqiu sat side by side, facing Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song's gaze occasionally lingered between the two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the light, their facial features, the spacing of their brows and eyes, even their slender bone structures and builds, bore a startling resemblance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu was like a blooming rose, lazy and alluring, radiantly captivating;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu was like a newly blossoming wild rose, shy and timid, her eyes full of starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting together, they looked almost like biological sisters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, compared to Su Yu's near-perfect visage, Qiuqiu's features, while slightly less refined, possessed a more genuine and vivid quality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's worth mentioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, upon arriving at the apartment and first meeting Qiuqiu, Tang Song had already plucked that blooming 【Camellia】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The harvesting of the 【Dream Flower Seed】 needed to be done in person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His attributes had increased once again as a result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Physique: 84, Stamina: 86, Agility: 88, Comprehension: 89】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the line of numbers gradually approaching the 90 mark, Tang Song felt a stir in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew very well that in the 《Heartthrob Simulator》 game, 90 points was a crucial threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once broken through, certain aspects of the body would undergo a true qualitative transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why aren't you eating? What are you thinking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu's voice interrupted his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was using serving chopsticks to place a piece of lobster meat into Qiuqiu's bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qiuqiu, eat more. I'm sorry for calling you all the way to Paris. Please make yourself at home here. I've never treated you as a guest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded quickly. \"Th-thank you, Sis Yu. It's not hard at all... I'm very happy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She secretly glanced up at Tang Song across the table, then at Su Yu gently serving her food beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange, overflowing sense of happiness welled up in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though, in reality, Tang Song was with another woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... that was Su Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The idol who had been her faith throughout her youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be able to share a meal like family with her idol, even sharing the same secret affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This absurd yet fulfilling feeling gave her an indescribable sense of satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She even wanted to go further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dinner atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu chatted animatedly about interesting stories from filming in Paris, occasionally asking Qiuqiu questions about painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, Su Yu was quite good at painting and often participated in designing her own costumes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Tang Song's 【Painting - Sketching Skill】 was also obtained from 【Su Yu's Soul's Acclaim】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this regard, she had common ground with Qiuqiu and Lingling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song listened quietly nearby, timely offering tissues or helping to serve food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, the nightscape was dazzling; inside, warmth flowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At eight in the evening, dinner ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu, being very sensible, went back to her room to \"adjust to the time difference.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Tang Song and Su Yu remained in the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two sat side by side on the carpet by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the Eiffel Tower flash on the hour outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't speak much, but the closeness was palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu leaned against Tang Song's chest, her face slightly flushed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song touched her forehead, his brow furrowing slightly. \"The fever's back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temperature wasn't as high as in the afternoon, but it was indeed rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mmm...\" Su Yu nuzzled against his chest, her voice soft and weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go lie down in bed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You stay with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song gently picked her up and carried her towards the master bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room temperature was comfortable, the lighting soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu lay on her side on the bed, cheeks flushed, eyes somewhat dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she couldn't bear to sleep, just kept looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every few minutes, she would softly call out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tang Song.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his response, she would smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, taking advantage of the fever, she would call out more intimate names:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Song...\" or \"Little Tang...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She called out casually and naturally, her brows and eyes gentle, as if returning to that unreserved age of their first meeting in Anzhu Park.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And each of his responses was like a tiny light, quietly illuminating those years of silent waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This illness came on fiercely and urgently, proving more stubborn than imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't improve as expected the next day; after the high fever subsided, it flared up again once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because \"Tang Song is here\" was too important, too overwhelming for Su Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That tightly strung cord of five years suddenly snapped, and the pent-up emotions and exhaustion poured out through this illness like a burst dam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For her, this was also a true release and healing from the depths of her soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the private medical team coming to administer IV drips and Tang Song's constant, attentive care,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, by noon on December 24th, 2023, Christmas Eve, the day before Su Yu's birthday,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the last bottle of nutrient solution was finished, her illness was finally cured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sickly pallor completely faded away, replaced by a bright, clear complexion like after a cleansing rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having been confined to bed for two full days, she was utterly bored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, today was Christmas Eve, and all of Paris was steeped in festive romance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tang Song.\" Su Yu held his hand, amber eyes sparkling with longing. \"Take me for a city walk. We promised before. I won't cause you any trouble.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a long-cherished wish of hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fantasy that began back in 2017.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back home, she was a superstar under the spotlight. Even fully disguised, appearing on the streets could cause a commotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That simple happiness of holding hands and strolling like an ordinary couple was a luxury for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But here in Paris,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While she still had recognition, it was far from the omnipresent fame back home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, with clothing as concealment, in this city that champions freedom and privacy, she could indulge a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song met her gaze, planting a light kiss on her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay. Whatever you say.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu chuckled softly, grabbed his hand, and dashed into the massive walk-in closet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was filled with the latest season's haute couture from top-tier brands, many of which hadn't even debuted on the runway yet before being delivered to her wardrobe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, back when Tang Song helped Su Yu secure top endorsements, he had secretly acquired shares in several luxury groups through asset management platforms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, he held a stake in LVMH as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this portion of equity was also managed by Su Yu on his behalf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu stood before the wardrobe, showing no intention of asking Tang Song to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned her back to him, her finger lightly hooking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nightgown slid smoothly onto the carpet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A perfect, comic-book physique was presented before Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her shoulder blades were sharp and clear, as if ready to take flight; her waist was so slender it seemed it might snap with a single touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin was exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not merely pale, but possessing a fine, misty, cloud-like texture, like wind brushing through ethereal wisps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned around, completely unfazed by Tang Song's scorching gaze, picking up various outfits to hold against herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about this one? It's a new Dior coat. Is it too serious?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She draped a gray cashmere coat over herself, twirling lightly in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song sat on the leather stool by the island counter, resting his chin on his hand, smiling and shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then this one? MiuMiu's, a bit more playful?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She changed into a short fur jacket, paired with a plaid skirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song remained silent, just watching quietly, responding with his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the third outfit, the fourth...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chanel's tweed suit, Celine's minimalist trench coat, MaxMara's teddy bear coat...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She changed tirelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each change, she walked up to him, twirled, struck a pose, waiting for his evaluation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he nodded or a light flickered in his eyes, she would happily run to the mirror for another look;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his reaction was lukewarm, she would simply take it off without hesitation and try the next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a born clothes hanger, the creator's favorite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter the style, the material, once on her body, she could interpret it with top-tier allure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That versatility, that sense of control and accomplishment—\"I can make her become whatever I envision\"—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was truly the world's most supreme enjoyment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this scene unfold, Tang Song's gaze gradually grew distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An overwhelming sense of déjà vu washed over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt as if he had returned to the days when he was still obsessed with the 《Heartthrob Simulator》 game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, aside from playing with Secretary Jin,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, aside from interacting with Secretary Jin, his favorite thing was opening the 【Su Yu】 character panel and entering the 【Outfit Change】 interface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A click of the mouse, and the pixelated female star on screen would instantly change into various glamorous outfits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could dress her up, shape her, bestow upon her a thousand styles as he pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And these images, within the 【Feather of Memory】 he possessed, were actually blurry, unclear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably because they weren't that important, just occasional pastimes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for him now,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the screen had shattered, the virtual bleeding into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That \"female star\" he could only click on with a mouse was now standing alive before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had warmth, breath, emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she still held that absolute compliance and desire to please him, just like in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more vivid, more enticing than in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of Tang Song's mouth curved into a satisfied arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could resist a peerless beauty who completely belonged to them, whose eyes were full of them, and who was willing to wear anything for them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the joy of cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the perfect female star he had personally cultivated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about this set? Tang Song?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu's voice pulled him back to the present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned around, showing him this carefully coordinated look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The top was a wine-red metallic-thread sweater, high-quality, shimmering with a pearlescent sheen under the light, making her skin appear even more snow-white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A retro black newsboy cap was tilted on her head, holding back a few stray hairs, playful yet exuding a French blend of laziness and chic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bottom was an extremely form-fitting pair of black skinny jeans, clinging to her straight, long, perfectly shaped legs like a second skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It possessed both high-fashion sensibility and a vibrant, eye-catching charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of admiration passed through Tang Song's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked up to her, reaching out to gently adjust the hair falling by her temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he lowered his head, planting a kiss on her cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect. This set it is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My dear female star, actually, you look good in anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu's amber eyes suddenly rippled with a smile, layer upon layer, like sunlight dancing on wind-ruffled water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about you?\" She lightly tapped his chest with her fingertip. \"Do you want to change clothes too? In the wardrobe in the other bedroom, I've prepared quite a few new season items in your size.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song smiled and shook his head. \"No need. I brought clothes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he pulled open a separate cabinet door at the innermost part of the walk-in closet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the space Su Yu had Cheng Xiaoxi clear out for him in advance, neatly hanging several sets of spare clothes he brought from his private jet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the benefit of owning your own Bombardier Global 7500.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could fly anywhere in the world with all his \"gear\" as he pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then change quickly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu showed no intention of leaving. Instead, she leaned leisurely against the island counter, her gaze fixed on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song naturally didn't mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shirt came off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Broad shoulders, clearly defined pectorals, sculpted abdominal muscles were revealed one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he turned to fetch clothes, the muscles of his back shifted like mountain ranges, full of coiled, ready-to-spring power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu's gaze fell directly on him, her eyes filled with undisguised appreciation and craving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her illness was cured, her condition at its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her birthday was approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was time to \"devour\" him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song took out a coordinated outfit from the cabinet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark gray slightly wide-leg wool trousers, a caramel-colored thick-knit turtleneck sweater, brown casual leather shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ding—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system interface unfolded before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Outfit - Autumn Encounter】 has been equipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This outfit not only provided attribute bonuses and warmth, but also came with a slight luck boost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect for today's Paris streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Tang Song put on his shoes and stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hum—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outfit effect quietly activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu, who had been watching him all along, blinked slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soft lighting fell perfectly on him, outlining his tall, straight silhouette and clean lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The caramel-colored sweater made him look warm and affectionate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cool-toned white skin was fine and full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile played on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he was gentle, restrained, exuding a rich artistic temperament within his lazy demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a noble young master in an old film, sitting by a café window, flipping through a book of poetry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was exactly the \"him\" she had fantasized about—the one most suited to Paris, and most suited to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Covered head to toe in worldly charm and romance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is it?\" Tang Song asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect, my dear Tang Song.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",3126,"2026-06-06T14:42:34.862Z",1,"novelbin.me","712395367bd25f4f5394a5af1ae89a57348b41d099b936512976213663518f53","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-776","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-774",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]