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Chapter 611 Oh no! Qingqing is going to turn bad!
The music was still playing in the dance floor.

Zhou Qiming, Zhang Chunjie, and the others exchanged a few more polite words with Tang Song, and then left with their team, citing the reason that they "would not disturb Chairman Tang and his friends' enjoyment."

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong stood there dumbfounded, their minds still a complete mess.

They could clearly feel countless curious, inquisitive, and even somewhat awe-inspiring gazes directed at them.

Wu Siqi, in particular, caught a glimpse of her usually stern-faced new media manager out of the corner of her eye.

At this moment, she was standing not far away, looking at him with an extremely complicated, somewhat ingratiating gaze.

Wu Siqi swallowed hard.

She finally realized, belatedly, that she had stumbled upon incredible luck without even realizing it!
Based solely on the fact that she just sat in a booth with Tang Song, drinking and chatting, she's guaranteed a smooth promotion and her work will be much easier.

Sensing the almost frozen atmosphere around him, Tang Song pursed his lips.

He raised his glass, smiled, and said, "Come on, everyone's gone, let's have a toast together."

"oh oh."

The others raised their glasses.

A clinking sound rang out, and the liquor entered the throat.

Wu Siqi took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she asked, "Brother Tang Song... no, Chairman Tang, you... you're our company's... boss? This..."

“I’m friends with Xie Yue of Handing Group,” Tang Song explained frankly. “Previously, in order to support the business development of Fanfu Suzi and because I was optimistic about the prospects of the short drama market, I acquired a portion of Handing’s shares in the film and television base from him. So, I guess you could say I’m a major shareholder, but I rarely come to the base.”

The speculation has been completely confirmed.

Wu Siqi's eyelids twitched violently and uncontrollably.

Li Jingrong gasped and instinctively covered her mouth.

Their gazes unconsciously drifted towards Zhang Minghua, who remained silent beside them.

They all clearly remembered the "insider information" that Zhang Minghua had specifically mentioned in the cafeteria.

A mysterious top tycoon spent hundreds of millions to acquire 80% of the equity of Handing Group in the film and television base.

Unexpectedly, the "legendary tycoon" they had been admiring and looking up to was actually Tang Song!

Moreover, it appeared before them in such an unbelievable way!
It feels like... you're discussing with your friends what the gods in heaven look like, and then you turn around and find the gods sitting right next to you, having just danced, drunk, and chatted with you.

Noticing the gazes directed at him by his girlfriend and Wu Siqi, Zhang Minghua's already pale face instantly turned bright red.

He naturally knew about Handing Group, a well-known real estate giant in the province.

He even had some business dealings with one of HanDing's subsidiaries because of his work.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know so much about the Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base.

Xie Yue, whom Tang Song mentioned, is the only son of the chairman of Handing Group and also the group's youngest vice president.

Being able to be friends with Xie Yue, and casually pull out hundreds of millions in cash to acquire shares...

The level of the Tang and Song dynasties had reached a point where he couldn't even look up at them clearly.

It's truly unbelievable and completely unimaginable that it could appear in one's own "circle of friends".

Thinking back to how I used to talk so much about the "35-year-old crisis" and how I, as someone who's been through it all, advised people to "find a stable job in a state-owned enterprise."

Zhang Minghua felt a burning pain on his face.

It felt like being slapped dozens of times with a shoe sole soaked in chili water.

He didn't actually have any bad intentions; it was just his innate personality, coupled with his tendency to show off his "experience" and "connections" in front of several beautiful women, and to make a good impression.

Unexpectedly, this time... the kick landed squarely on Mount Everest.

But he had worked his way up in state-owned enterprises, so he was extremely adaptable.

In a flash, he gritted his teeth and suddenly stood up.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he simply grabbed an entire bottle of chilled beer from in front of him.

A sincere, even somewhat "honest" smile spread across his face.

"Chairman Tang!" His voice was loud and sincere, instantly attracting the attention of everyone around him. "I... I really didn't recognize your greatness just now. I had a few drinks and started talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart! I'm just a talkative person who loves to brag! Here's what I'll do: I'll punish myself with three drinks!"

After saying that, without waiting for Tang Song's reaction, he tilted his head back and finished the bottle of chilled beer in one gulp.

Then, he quickly picked up the second and third bottles.

Although the beer bottles weren't big, chugging three bottles in such a short time was still quite impressive.

He put down the empty bottle, his face flushed red from the alcohol and shortness of breath, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong were at a loss, not knowing what to say, and could only subconsciously look at Tang Song.

Tang Song remained calm and gentle, his face, framed by square-rimmed glasses, showing no sign of anything amiss.

He nodded to Zhang Minghua, "It's okay, the point of going out is to have fun. Drinking and chatting is normal, there's no need to make such a big deal out of it."

These casual words instantly dispelled the frozen and awkward atmosphere like a spring breeze.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Minghua immediately broke into a simple, honest smile. "Oh! You're right, haha, I was making a mountain out of a molehill."

"Brother Tang Song is so generous!" Li Jingrong quickly stood up and grabbed Zhang Minghua's arm, saying, "Um... we're almost done with our fruit, honey, let's go to the bar and get some more."

"Okay, okay."

……

VIP booths on the second floor.

Susu practically clung to the railing the entire time, her eyes sparkling as she stared downstairs, her body trembling slightly with excitement.

It felt like watching the premiere of a long-awaited, immersive, interactive movie.

After a while.

She turned around abruptly, "Sister Qingqing, today's... this plot, I think I saw you mention it in the group chat, it's amazing! Just like you described! This warm-hearted classmate's charm is absolutely on par with the domineering CEO!"

"It's alright." Xu Qing took a sip of wine, her posture elegant.

"Do you think he might have made such a big fuss just to provoke you? Like you said before, is he deliberately using a 'stand-in' to test your true feelings?" SuSu's tone was full of tension.

Xu Qing's large, dark eyes flickered, and she said calmly, "Perhaps, ha, how naive."

"Sister Qingqing, what are you planning to do next?"

Xu Qing waved her hand, "You don't need to do anything, just let him be."

"Oh!" Su Su nodded vigorously, feeling that she had figured it out!
Boss Qingqing is using a strategy of retreating to advance! A feigned retreat to lure her in!
She's giving the second male lead space to face reality on his own.

Maybe he'll regret it tonight and then run to Sister Qingqing's doorstep to beg.

At night, they would have to cry and apologize, and kneel on the keyboard.

Xu Qing looked at her as if she had just realized something, and smiled mysteriously.

"Ding-dong—" A WeChat notification sound rang out.

Xiao Jing: "Qingqing, I'm going to the hotel tomorrow to check on the setup for the birthday party venue. Do you want to come along? I can introduce you to some of my friends!"

Xu Qing twitched her lips and replied, "No, no, I have something to do tomorrow."

Xiaojing: "You absolutely have to come on Sunday! We made a promise, if you don't come, I'm going to crawl into your bed tonight, hehe."

[Xiaojing: Pervert (emoji)]

Xu Qing was startled and almost dropped her phone.

A scene instantly flashed into my mind:
I had just gotten into bed when a perverted little Jing crawled out from under the covers.

Then he pounced on her and pinned her to the bed, stealthily pulling out: a belt, a tail…

o(>﹏<)o No!

Xu Qing quickly replied, "Understood."

Putting down her phone, Xu Qing instantly felt nervous and lost all interest in playing around.

It's not just because of Xiaojing's upcoming birthday party.

For example, tonight, I'll wear that maid outfit and wait obediently at home for him to come home.

Cosplaying a maid.

We also need to wash his feet, massage his legs, and even... put that little bell that makes a "ding-a-ling" sound on him...

Yan Yan isn't home today. I hope he won't treat me too badly.

At that point, you'll be left with no one to turn to for help.

Thinking of this, her legs went weak and her face turned red uncontrollably.

……

9:50pm.

The taxi slowly came to a stop outside the south gate of Yancheng Normal University.

The three of them got off the car.

Wu Siqi waved vigorously, "Goodbye Tang Song! Bye Lele! I have to go back to the dorm first, you two don't have to rush, take your time, bye!"

After saying that, he walked silently toward the dormitory.

Only Tang Song and Qian Lele remained outside the school gate.

Tang Song turned his head and looked at the Cinderella beside him whose cheeks were still rosy.

She said softly, "It's been a long time since I've been to the Normal University. If you're not in a hurry, how about we take a walk together?"

Qian Lele looked up at him and nodded gently.

The autumn night was already quite chilly.

The temperature was only three or four degrees Celsius.

The two walked side by side on the quiet campus path, the streetlights casting long shadows that gently overlapped under the next streetlight.

Because of the alcohol, I still felt a bit warm.

Qian Lele always had a silly smile on her face that she herself was unaware of.

She has a very low alcohol tolerance; usually, one bottle of RIO is enough to make her slightly tipsy.

She drank a lot today because the atmosphere was so great, and she's already a bit drunk.

The whole world seemed to be covered by a soft and warm filter in her eyes, making it less real.

They walked side by side on the quiet campus, exchanging a few words occasionally.

Regarding the renovation of a certain teaching building, regarding a newly opened milk tea shop on the pedestrian street...

Sometimes Tang Song would stop in front of a set of horizontal bars and easily do two pull-ups; sometimes Tang Song would jump up, pluck a withered leaf hanging from a branch, and then playfully tuck it into Qian Lele's hair; sometimes the two would sit for a while on a wooden bench on a forest path...

The two laughed and joked from time to time, their laughter carrying far in the quiet night.

Being with Qian Lele, this innocent college girl, made Tang Song feel much younger, as if he had returned to the college campus.

More than half an hour later.

The two finally arrived at the girls' dormitory building.

At this time, the dormitory building is about to close, and there are very few people around.

Tang Song stood under the dim streetlights. The desolate night became his backdrop, highlighting his gentle yet languid artistic aura to the fullest.

Qian Lele stared at him, slightly lost in thought.

The autumn wind blew, swirling up the fallen leaves and ruffling the stray hairs on Qian Lele's forehead.

"It's cold outside, go back inside quickly, don't catch a cold." Tang Song reached out and gently ruffled her hair.

Qian Lele bit her lip and nodded gently.

She walked slowly toward the dormitory gate, each step taken very slowly.

But we eventually arrived at the door.

She didn't go in immediately, but turned around and looked at him again.

Tang Song stood in that warm halo of light, smiling and waving at her.

Qian Lele also gave him a sweet smile and waved.

The two remained a short distance apart, neither of them leaving first.

After a while.

Seeing that Lele didn't go in on her own, Tang Songchao smiled helplessly, and finally turned around and left first.

The instant he turned around.

A layer of moist mist instantly welled up in Qian Lele's eyes.

This time we parted ways, and who knows when we'll meet again.

She knew she didn't have the courage to message him, call him, or even go to see him anytime.

But... she really missed him.

Growing up, she never dared to hope for anything beyond her capabilities.

She is not a greedy person; she is used to being down-to-earth and taking things one step at a time.

However, the appearance of Tang and Song always made her have some "greed" that she shouldn't have.

The alcohol seemed to ignite the emotions that had been building up inside her at that moment.

Watching his receding figure.

A fierce impulse surged into Qian Lele's heart.

She was really a little drunk.

The next second, her figure rushed into the cold night and the bleak autumn wind.

There were rapid footsteps behind him.

Tang Song turned around in confusion.

Immediately afterwards, a soft yet burning body embraced him without a second thought.

In that instant, everything around seemed to fall silent.

He could clearly feel her chest heaving violently as she ran.

You can smell the scent of her body, a mixture of shampoo fragrance and a faint aroma of fruit wine.

"Brother, you...you be careful on the road...be safe..." Her voice was slightly nasal.

Tang Song paused, then raised his hand and gently patted her back. "Yes, thank you, little sister."

Qian Lele looked up at his face and suddenly stood on tiptoe.

Warm, alcohol-scented lips gently pressed against Tang Song's cheek.

"Goodnight, brother." Her body was trembling slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Lele abruptly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted and took a step back.

He lowered his head and rushed into the dormitory.

All that remained was a refreshing breeze carrying the scent of wine, and Tang and Song standing there, stunned.

……

Beicheng Garden residential community.

"Ding--"

The elevator slowly came to a stop on the 12th floor, and the metal doors slid open.

Tang Song put away the access card in his hand, went to the door of Room 04, and skillfully entered the password.

With a soft "beep," the door unlocked, and I stepped inside.

The air was filled with a clean fragrance that blended the scents of aromatherapy and laundry detergent.

A cute cat paw rug is laid in the entryway, and a vibrant potted green ivy sits on the shoe cabinet.

"Qingqing," Tang Song called out, but received no response.

They're probably already asleep.

Tang Song changed into his slippers and tiptoed into the living room, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

A figure sat quietly on the carpet in the center of the living room.

Wearing a classic black and white maid outfit, her exquisite figure was perfectly outlined.

The fluffy puff sleeves and layers of lace trim added to her innocence and cuteness.

Eye contact.

Xu Qing placed her hands clasped in front of her and said sweetly, "Master, welcome home~"

Tang Song paused, a smile playing on his lips.

He discovered that his cosplayer girlfriend actually had a deep love for role-playing.

They not only fantasize about it in novels, but are equally enthusiastic about it in real life.

I realized I didn't know her well enough before.

Tang Song felt a surge of playfulness and couldn't resist participating in the cosplay event.

"Ah."

His expression immediately turned serious, and he walked over in silence.

He sat down on the sofa in front of her, crossed his legs, and looked down at her with great interest.

Xu Qing's big, dark eyes started darting around. "You must be tired today. Would you like to take a shower first or go to bed first?"

"Go, pour me a glass of water." Tang Song remained unmoved.

"Yes." Xu Qing nodded obediently and ran to the kitchen to pour a glass of warm water.

Then she knelt down again at his feet and held the water cup high in her hands.

Tang Song took the water glass, took a sip, and then naturally stretched his foot out in front of her.

Xu Qing's cheeks flushed, but she still dutifully began to massage his legs.

"I walked a lot today, go and get me a basin of hot water to wash my feet."

Soon, a basin of hot water was brought over.

Warm steam rose up.

Xu Qing sat on the carpet and began to concentrate on role-playing, helping Tang Song clean.

hiss--

Looking at the scene before him and feeling the service of the maid, Tang Song felt refreshed.

Seeing that Tang Song was in a good mood, Xu Qing's eyes darted around as she said, "Master..."

"Say!"

How did I perform tonight?

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

"Then... could you... reduce the number of repetitions a little?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Song leaned down slightly, reached out and pinched her round cheek, his voice instantly turning icy: "You dare to bargain with me?"

Xu Qing was startled, her body trembled, and she revealed an extremely innocent face, "It hurts so much...it must still be red now."

"is it?"

"Um……"

Tang Song lifted his foot and casually wiped it on the clean little apron in front of Xu Qing.

Then, with a sudden burst of strength, he pulled her up from the ground.

Caught off guard, Xu Qing let out a gasp.

...

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

"Let me check." Tang Song glanced at it. "Ha, he was lying after all!"

Immediately afterwards, all sorts of random noises filled the room.

A while passed.

Tang Song picked up the little maid who could only whimper from the ground.

They strode briskly toward the master bedroom.

"Hey! Wait! Wait!" Xu Qing instantly snapped out of her daze and quickly patted his chest. "Wrong... that's Yan Yan's room!"

"It's alright, she's not here anyway." Tang Song didn't stop walking, a smile playing on her lips. "Her room is bigger, and the bed is more comfortable, let's go there."

∑(°口°): "No! You can't!"

In my best friend's house...

Just thinking about it made Xu Qing's scalp tingle and her whole body feel uneasy!

If Yan Yan found out, wouldn't she tear herself apart alive?!
Xiao Songzi has indeed been corrupted by Xiao Jing!

Tang Song ignored her protests and pushed open Shen Yuyan's door, striding inside.

"Squeak-"

……

"clatter--"

The soft bedside lamp turned on, enveloping the entire room in a warm glow.

The bedroom still retained a faint scent of Shen Yuyan's unique body.

Xu Qing's cheek was pressed heavily against Shen Yuyan's pillow, and the familiar scent filled her nostrils, leaving her mind blank.

not good!

Qingqing... Qingqing is going to turn bad!
(End of this chapter)