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Chapter 655 First Snow
The black Toyota Alphard gradually drove away from the bustling CBD of Guangzhou.

After passing through several old streets filled with the lively atmosphere of everyday life, we finally stopped outside the gate of Lanxinyuan residential area.

"Sister Wenruan, this...this is it." Zhang Yan's voice was filled with unease and shyness.

"Hmm, it looks quite quiet, the environment is nice." Wen Ruan looked around the rather old-fashioned neighborhood through the car window.

The two got out of the car and walked into the residential area one after the other.

Looking at the mottled walls and the dimly lit corridor around her, Zhang Yan's heart jumped into her throat once again.

She nervously pulled out her keys and opened the old security door.

"Um... the house is a bit old, please, please don't mind." She turned away, almost afraid to look into Wen Ruan's eyes.

Because of its age, this small house has almost no modern decorations and looks more like an old rural house, which is really embarrassing to show off.

Wen Ruan is a director of Nebula International, and you can tell from his clothes and appearance that he comes from another world.

She has never had any same-sex friends at this level before, which is why she is so worried.

However, her gentle face showed no sign of anything unusual.

Instead, she smiled as she looked around at the neatly organized and lively little home.

"It's nice, a very clean and cozy little home."

Zhang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

at this time--

"Meow~"

A chubby orange cat, like a warm little cannonball, suddenly darted out from the corner of the sofa.

It rubbed affectionately against Zhang Yan's trouser leg, making gurgling sounds in its throat.

"Oh, you must be Orange?"

Wenruan's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately squatted down, stroked her fur, and showed undisguised affection on his face.

She had heard Tang Song mention before that Zhang Yan had a particularly cute orange cat that also had a huge appetite.

"Hello, little one, I'm Wenruan."

As she spoke, she carefully picked up the cat.

Orange nuzzled her palm without any hesitation.

"Oh my, so cute." Wen Ruan was completely charmed. She looked up at Zhang Yan and said with a smile, "To be honest, I also have a cat. It's a Ragdoll named Snowball. It's incredibly affectionate. I'll let them meet sometime."

"Okay!" Zhang Yan was completely relieved, and a happy smile appeared on her face. "Sister Wenruan, please sit in the living room for a while. I'll go cook."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. I'll play with Orange for a while."

Zhang Yan nodded, put down her backpack, and quickly walked into the kitchen.

Wenruan moved a small stool and sat at the kitchen doorway.

He petted the cat while chatting with Zhang Yan through the door.

We talked about everything from cats' eating habits to recent hit TV dramas, and then to some interesting anecdotes from the company.

The clanging of the spatula against the iron wok, accompanied by the hum of the range hood, created a long-lost sense of home.

Dinner was served quickly.

Stir-fried kale, steamed eggplant, pork ribs with dried tangerine peel, and fragrant rice.

Wenruan picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of the rib, and immediately narrowed her eyes.

She exclaimed, full of praise, "Wow! This tastes so authentic! Yan Yan, your cooking skills are amazing!"

Zhang Yan blushed a little after being praised like that.

The two sat around the small coffee table, eating and chatting.

Orange lay quietly at their feet, occasionally letting out a few meows.

The atmosphere was warm and natural.

In the time it takes to eat a meal, the relationship between the two seemed to have been completely opened up by the rising steam.

Zhang Yan smiled shyly and gradually became more talkative.

She even started confiding in Wenruan about her unfortunate past work experiences.

After dinner, Wen Ruan went into Zhang Yan's bedroom for a brief tour.

Although the room was old, it was clean and tidy, and everything had been carefully arranged.

Her gaze was quickly drawn to a picture frame on the desk.

He stepped forward and picked up the photo frame.

In the photo, Zhang Yan is wearing an elegant Hanfu, holding a round fan, and standing in a quaint garden.

With a gentle and graceful demeanor, and exquisite features, she resembles a lady who has stepped out of an ancient poem.

She looks like a completely different person compared to when she's dressed in modern clothes.

"This photo is beautiful," Wenruan exclaimed sincerely. "Where was it taken?"

"It's...it's over there at 'Yu Yin Shan Fang,' a classical garden from the Qing Dynasty, very beautiful," Zhang Yan replied somewhat shyly.

This photo was a free gift from the place where I rented Hanfu when I went out with Lulu a while ago.

She only mustered up the courage to set it up in the last few days.

"Really?" Wen Ruan's eyes darted around as she took Zhang Yan's hand. "You've been quite tired lately. Everything's fine with Auntie now, so you should relax a bit. How about we go together again tomorrow? To be honest, I'd like to have a set of photos taken like this too."

"Ah? Okay, okay!" Zhang Yan immediately nodded in agreement.

Then she glanced at the soft, explosively curvaceous figure beside her.

He pondered silently, considering the soft proportions of his body.

Wearing this kind of Hanfu will definitely look very exaggerated.

It was past nine o'clock at night, and the night was already deep.

The streets outside Lanxinyuan residential area were quiet.

In the distance, neon lights illuminated the gray, old walls, and occasionally the shouts of vendors packing up their stalls could be heard.

Zhang Yan escorted Wen Ruan to the entrance of the residential area, and the two stood side by side in the cool moonlight.

A gentle evening breeze, carrying a hint of early winter chill, ruffled their hair.

"Okay, my car is here. That's all for today. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Wenruan-jie... Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?"

Zhang Yan blushed slightly and said, "After talking with you for so long, I feel much better."

On her first day officially integrating into the work process, she felt immense pressure.

In addition, she has always been worried about her mother, so it is difficult for her to truly relax.

Today, Wenruan's arrival, chatting with her, sharing joy and care, made her feel completely relaxed.

"Hehe." Wen Ruan smiled and opened his arms to give her a warm and tight hug.

He let go of her hand and looked into Zhang Yan's eyes, which appeared exceptionally clear in the moonlight.

Suddenly, she asked, "Yan Yan, let me ask you something else. What exactly is your relationship with Tang Song now?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhang Yan's eyes widened, and her fair face instantly turned rosy.

"Yes... I..." She lowered her head, her gaze fixed on her toes, stammering, unable to utter a single word.

The night before we parted ways in Guangzhou last time.

She mustered the greatest courage of her life and confessed her feelings to him, and he reciprocated by saying he liked her too.

Logically speaking, they should now be considered boyfriend and girlfriend.

But how can the reality be summarized by "normal logic"?

Liu Qingning's existence was like a mountain weighing on her heart, making it almost impossible for her to look up.

Moreover... she actually had no idea about Tang Song's current true state.

In his complicated life, she was just one part that was accommodated.

She looked up and stole a glance at the alluring and captivating Wen Ruan in the night.

His gaze dimmed.

She is not a fool.

From Wen Ruan's attitude towards her, and Tang Song's unguarded trust in Wen Ruan, she could clearly sense it.

Their relationship was far closer than that of "friends".

As for whether it was the kind of relationship she was thinking of, she didn't dare to ask or think about it too deeply.

Because of Liu Qingning, she was already feeling suffocated.

"Alright, I think I know the answer." Wen Ruan, like a real older sister, patted her head and smiled, "Tang Song... well... although he has a lot of flaws in relationships, he is indeed a good man and values ​​relationships very much."

After saying that, she waved to Zhang Yan, turned around and sat in the back of the Alphard.

The black car window slowly rose, blocking Zhang Yan's view.

The car drove away smoothly.

inside the carriage.

The smile on Wenruan's face gradually faded, and she sighed.

Tang Song arranged for Zhang Yan to work at Xingyun International, and then asked himself to take the initiative to contact her.

Naturally, she, as someone who has been through it all, should provide psychological support and guidance to this naive little rabbit.

In short, they're here to take the blame.

Some things had to be said sooner or later, and given my current awkward situation, I should let Zhang Yan know what she was about to face as soon as possible.

……

Beicheng Garden residential community.

The bedroom was brightly lit and warmly lit.

Yao Lingling was wearing a white tank top and gray-blue pajama pants, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Before her lay her carefully chosen "battle outfit" for tomorrow's date, along with various personal belongings she needed to bring, filling half the bed.

"Amitabha Buddha... God bless..."

She clasped her hands together, muttered a few words to herself while looking at the ceiling, and then picked up her phone for the nth time.

On the screen is the chat interface with Tang Song.

Her finger hovered over the input box for a long time, hesitating repeatedly, but in the end she didn't dare to say the plan of "going to the hot springs together".

Logically, we should be spending the night at a resort on the outskirts of the city tomorrow.

You should at least tell the other person in advance so they can bring some changes of clothes or something.

The problem is, this date plan is just too embarrassing!

After all, actively inviting a guy to a private hot spring and a hotel seems a bit like being a "pervert".

But... tomorrow, he'll be my "boyfriend"!

If they are boyfriend and girlfriend, then this invitation is perfectly reasonable.

She tried hard to convince herself.

My senior shouldn't be angry. I'll be able to accept it if I act a little willful, since I'm his "temporary girlfriend".

Yes! That's it!
Anyway, I know my senior's body size, and I've made clothes for him before. I just need to go to the mall and prepare swim trunks and a change of clothes for him.

Other daily necessities are certainly provided in the hotel suite.

Then, she thought of her senior's perfect figure.

She had only touched him through his clothes when taking his measurements; she had never seen him naked before.

If I change into swim trunks tomorrow, the scene will be... well, you know...

"Ahhh-"

Yao Lingling buried her head in the pillow, her heart pounding wildly.

Actually, her initial wish was just to go on a date, hold hands, and hug someone.

But later she discovered that her senior was actually a "player," and her courage unconsciously grew.

After all, the other person didn't only have one girlfriend.

It should be okay if I go a little bit out of line, right?

Just as she was lost in thought.

"Jingle Bell--"

My phone rang; it was my mom calling.

"Hello, Mom." "Lingling, are you back at your place? Are you busy with work? Are you settling into your new house?" Her mother's familiar voice of concern came from the other end of the phone.

"Everything is fine, so don't worry."

The two chatted for a while about everyday things.

Yao Lingling suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh right, I'm not going home this weekend. I'll go back next week."

"Huh?" Mom hesitated, "What about your sister Rou Rou..."

Yao Lingling said nonchalantly, "Oh, you guys go ahead. I'm just a nobody, it doesn't matter whether I go or not."

“That’s not the same at all. My daughter is a well-known designer now. I’ve already bragged about it to all the relatives. I’m still thinking about showing off.”

"You really have a childlike heart. There's nothing to brag about."

"You have no idea, your uncle has been getting all cocky lately. My daughter has finally made something of herself, can't he even let me be proud a little?"

Yao Lingling laughed twice and started joking with her mother.

Her cousin, Yao Rourou, is considered the most successful member of her generation in the Yao family. After graduating, she was admitted to a provincial-level public institution and enjoyed great success.

I recently started dating a new boyfriend. I heard he's a deputy section-level cadre in the provincial development and reform commission, and he's not even thirty years old yet—a super "potential stock."

The Yao family, my uncle's family, were already doing well and liked to show off to their relatives. Now they are riding high on their success.

We're supposed to have dinner together this weekend so that all the relatives can meet Rou Rou's "ideal husband".

To put it bluntly, he just wanted to show off.

She wasn't particularly keen on attending these kinds of events to begin with, and now that her date plans had changed, it was even less likely she'd go back.

It's her parents who are so concerned, clearly because Su Yu wore the windbreaker she designed; they've posted about it several times on their WeChat Moments today.

"By the way, Lingling, it's getting colder and colder. You can't keep riding your little motorcycle around all the time, can you? It's not safe. You should buy a car. Your dad and I have discussed it and we can give you a down payment of 10 yuan. You can choose whatever you like."

Wow?! So generous? Is this really my stingy mother?

"Get lost! When have I ever been stingy! Your salary has increased so much now, if you're going to buy something, buy a decent one, no less than 30!"

"Alright! With you saying that, I'll be more confident in my choice."

The mother and daughter chatted and laughed for a while longer, creating a very cheerful atmosphere.

After hanging up the phone, Yao Lingling leaned against the headboard and began to think seriously.

She is now the chief designer of HeYi, and with the phenomenal popularity of windbreakers, her income has soared.

There will be a continuous stream of sales commissions to follow.

Buying a luxury car worth three or four hundred thousand yuan is no longer an unattainable dream for her.

Moreover, she also knew that the reason her mother was suddenly so "magnanimous" was because she harbored a long-suppressed desire to finally stand up for herself.

Her mother is only 42 years old this year, a true post-80s generation.

I was very fashionable when I was young and I was always in the clothing business.

He simply lacked business acumen and lost a lot of money before settling down and opening a tailor shop in the neighborhood.

Because of these failures, I've been the subject of many jokes and gossips behind my back by my relatives over the years.

My mom may not say it, but that competitive spirit of hers has always been bottled up inside.

Now I've achieved some success on my end.

My mother's long-dormant heart naturally began to stir again.

She bought herself a luxury car because she wanted to regain some of the "face" she had lost.

However, none of this matters.

The important thing is... tomorrow's date.

She picked up the bikini she had bought to gather design inspiration.

Her upper body was covered and padded with thick breast pads, but even so, it couldn't hide her biggest flaw—

A tiny A-cup, how ridiculous!

She held it up to herself and couldn't help but sigh.

Immediately afterwards, Yao Lingling stood up and did a few hip-lifting exercises in the bedroom.

Then she scurried to the living room and went to the huge dressing mirror in the corner.

She slowly turned around and looked at her own back in the mirror.

In an instant, all my lack of confidence vanished.

Thanks to her long-term targeted gluteal training, coupled with her natural talent, her waist-to-hip ratio is extremely exaggerated.

Just like netizens have said, waist-to-hip ratio is also a deadly weapon to attract men!
Although I'm not very well-endowed in the chest area, I have a big butt!

Wearing a bikini, you might look ordinary from the front, but from the back... it's definitely a sight that will make your senior unable to take his eyes off you.

After all, he couldn't resist taking a picture of it in the office last time...

Thinking of this, Yao Lingling couldn't help but try taking a picture herself, just like Tang Song had done last time.

"Clap clap~"

A crisp, strange sound echoed in the quiet living room.

Her cheeks instantly turned red and hot.

Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle!
……

2023年11月25日，周六，-6~3℃。

5:30 a.m.

The biological clock punctually awakens the Tang and Song dynasties.

Outside the window, the darkness remained still, while inside the room, it was warm and cozy.

The fresh morning air filled him with a vibrant energy.

I strolled over to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

The curtains slid open silently to both sides.

Tang Song's breath paused almost imperceptibly.

Outside the window, fine, scattered snowflakes began to fall.

The fine snowflakes, like crushed willow catkins, were swept up by the cold wind between the tall buildings under the gray-white sky, falling quietly and gently.

On the street, the orange streetlights illuminated the snowflakes, making them look like countless dancing fireflies.

The whole city became hazy and gentle in the falling snow.

The first snow of the year has arrived in Yancheng.

A subtle emotion welled up in Tang Song's heart.

I went to a corner, picked up my drawing board and pencil, and sat down in front of the French windows.

"Swish—"

The pen tip glides across the paper, making a soft, rhythmic sound.

With a slight movement of his wrist, precise and fluid lines were continuously drawn between his slender fingers.

The silhouettes of skyscrapers, the glow of streetlights, the falling snowflakes…

A dozen minutes later, a snow scene sketch full of light and shadow details was completed.

Tang Song quietly admired it for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

I took out my phone and pointed the camera at the sketch I had just finished.

Click to record.

He reached out and gently pinched a corner of the drawing paper.

With a slight flick of the wrist, the drawing paper swayed.

Then, he raised the camera and aimed it at the snowy night scene outside the window.

He carefully adjusted the focus and exposure, creating a dreamy and beautiful effect from the halo of the distant streetlights and the snowflakes falling nearby.

After finishing all this, Tang Song got up and went into the study.

Import the two videos you just filmed into your computer's editing software.

Fingers flew across the keyboard and mouse.

The city outside the window is gradually waking up.

After half an hour.

Preview video.

The scene begins with a quiet black and white snow scene sketch. As the distinct knuckles of the "cartoon hand" tremble, the entire drawing paper seems to transform into flowing ripples.

Accompanied by rhythmic music.

The scene seamlessly transitions to a quiet, snowy dawn in the city outside the window.

Romantic and beautiful.

It was as if the world in the painting had come to life at his fingertips.

After watching it several times, Tang Song's face broke into a bright smile.

He transferred the video to his phone, opened TikTok, and clicked upload.

The accompanying text reads: "This winter, I want to watch the snow with you, not just this year, not just this winter, not just watching snow."

Click Publish.

All in one go.

"Ding-dong—" The WeChat notification sound rang out immediately afterward.

A new message popped up.

[Lingling: "(><) Ding dong! Today's Minor Snow has turned sweet! Good morning, my dear boyfriend, do you still remember your girlfriend?"]

Tang Song chuckled and replied, "Good morning, my dear girlfriend. You're awake so early, were you thinking about me and couldn't sleep?"

Lingling: "Hmph, of course I want to, but I won't tell you how much I've wanted to."

The two exchanged several rounds of emojis.

Tang Song suggested, "Haven't you had breakfast yet? Shall we eat together?"

[Lingling: "Okay, okay! Then, can I come to your house for breakfast? I've never been to my boyfriend's house before. I want to eat breakfast made by him~ (/ω＼)"]

[Lingling: So pitiful (emoji)]

Tang Song shook his head and chuckled, replying, "Of course, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

[Lingling: "I love anything you make! I'll lick the plate clean for you!"]

After exchanging a few jokes, Tang Song sent over the location of Yan Jingtian City.

He also told her to let him know when she was almost there so he could come downstairs to meet her.

While waiting, Tang Song went into the bathroom and carefully washed up.

I shaved off the stubble that had just sprouted on my chin and then tidied my hair in front of the mirror.

It was, after all, a promise made to the junior student.

Since you're going to play the role of a boyfriend, you should do your best and give her a sense of occasion.

Of course, he had to admit that he actually... really wanted to experience the junior schoolgirl's exceptionally large butt.

Today is a great opportunity.

I went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, and started making breakfast.

At this moment.

A crisp system notification suddenly sounded:
"Ding! Congratulations, player, the side quest [Charm Manifestation] has been completed."

"You have gained [Charm +1]!"

"You have received [Skill Pack *1]!"

Tang Song paused slightly, wiped his hands, and opened the Douyin app to take a look.

The number of fans has quietly surpassed 100 million without anyone noticing.

His video of the first snowfall, which he posted in the early hours of the morning, has gone viral, with nearly 8 likes.

Open the system interface and enter the warehouse.

A treasure chest radiating a soft glow lay there quietly.

Select the [Skill Pack] to open it immediately.

"Ding! You have acquired the active skill [Controlling the Essence]."

【Imperial Body Conditioning】: Upon use, you will automatically gain access to basic Traditional Chinese Medicine theories and Tai Chi health preservation techniques, and possess massage, meridian conditioning, and acupressure techniques comparable to those of top-tier physiotherapy masters. When in physical contact with others, you can accurately sense any blockages in their bodies and precisely adjust your techniques to clear and regulate them.

(Additional effect: When you use this skill, you will naturally exude a gentle and approachable aura, inspiring trust and reassurance.)
[Note: This skill, combined with your hand gestures, may produce unexpected results when interacting with the opposite sex.]

(End of this chapter)