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Chapter 674 Warning, Outsiders, Qingyu

Looking at the text on the system screen, Tang Song felt a strange emotion welling up inside him.

His current memories only extend up to the end of 2018.

That is, not long after Christmas ended.

I clearly remember the look in her eyes on that night of Su Yu's birthday.

It was a feeling of utter despair, a painful sense of utter hopelessness.

It can be said that Su Yu's current paranoid and even somewhat manic personality was entirely due to the "PUA" tactics employed by that "Dream Tang and Song".

A perfectly good superstar was forcibly transformed into an insecure, obsessive, and possessive person.

This interactive task can be seen as a chance to make up for lost time.

"I'm hanging up! I'm going to participate right away! And the fan group! I need to notify them too! I need to get everyone to share this!"

Qiuqiu, sitting on Tang Song's lap, had completely forgotten her shyness and that she was still sitting intimately on Tang Song's lap.

He was completely immersed in the kind of fanatical state that only fans experience.

Then, she excitedly opened the Weibo app.

For her, a die-hard "fish fan," this was simply the ultimate dream that had fallen from the sky.

Su Yu is not only her idol, but also the faith and light that supported her through those dark years.

Especially during the most difficult days after my grandmother passed away.

If she hadn't listened to Su Yu's songs every day and read her inspiring story of overcoming adversity step by step, she might have really developed depression.

Of course, now her world has another source of light called "Tang and Song".

Tang Song turned off the system light screen and followed along.

I immediately saw the latest news that was prominently displayed at the top of the homepage.

Su Yu: I want to spend my birthday with you this year.

Thank you all for your long-term support and companionship. This Christmas, which is also my birthday, I will be giving back to all my fans…

How to participate: Please go to the pinned event page on the official Su Yu fan club forum, fill in your personal information, and submit your application. All fans are welcome to participate; we look forward to meeting you!

Qiuqiu was so excited when she saw this post that her whole body trembled slightly.

I could feel Qiuqiu's excitement and engagement.

Looking at her face, which resembled Su Yu's, Tang Song couldn't help but pinch QQ.

It has to be said that Qiuqiu has a really good figure.

She has a perfect "cartoon-like figure"—a slim waist, long legs, a perky bottom, and large breasts—every part is just right, and she feels amazing to the touch.

In particular, she practices yoga frequently, which gives her excellent flexibility.

Although it lacks the exaggerated hourglass lines of Wenru, it excels in its extreme symmetry and harmony.

After personally measuring the area, he was certain that the nickname "Little Su Yu" was truly fitting.

She's much more authentic than Qingqing, who's known as "Little Su Yu of the cosplay world."

"Why can't I submit it? There's no response!" Qiuqiu on my lap muttered anxiously to herself, tapping the phone screen incessantly.

Tang Song glanced at it and explained, "This is due to a sudden surge in traffic, triggering the server's overload protection. Don't worry, the event will continue for another two weeks anyway, it will be fine once the hype subsides a bit."

Given Su Yu's current popularity and the special significance of this event, it is enough to create a phenomenal carnival across the entire internet.

After all, Su Yu has always kept her distance from her fans and has never held such a private interactive event before.

"Okay, then I'll have to participate later." Qiuqiu put down her phone, only then belatedly realizing the extremely intimate sitting posture between the two of them.

And beneath him, Tang Song's fiery body.

She gasped softly, her cheeks flushing red instantly, and instinctively tried to stand up from his lap.

However, it was firmly fixed by the Tang and Song dynasties.

"What's wrong? QQ?" Tang Song looked at her with a smile.

Qiuqiu blushed and whispered, "My...my mom might be back soon..."

Tang Song kissed her rosy cheek and asked in a gentle tone, "Can you accept this level of intimacy today? You won't...feel disgusted, will you?"

Qiuqiu does have the underlying problem of "sexual frigidity," which is a sequela of her childhood trauma.

Therefore, he still hopes to proceed gradually and respect her feelings.

Qiuqiu didn't dare to look into his eyes. After a moment of silence, she gently shook her head.

Tang Song tapped QQ and looked at her, asking, "What do you mean? Do you dislike it? Or are you not averse to it?"

Qiuqiu gasped softly, bit her lower lip, and then replied in a weak voice, "No... I don't mind, I don't mind."

Actually, she wasn't really averse to Tang Song before, but because of her senior, Gao Mengting, she didn't dare to have too much inappropriate contact with him.

But now she knows that Tang Song already has several girlfriends.

So... I guess doing this doesn't mean I'm letting my senior down, right?

Of course, the most important thing is the "divine soldiers descending from the heavens" of the Tang and Song dynasties today.

To her, it was like a hero riding on auspicious clouds, rescuing her and her mother from the abyss of despair.

The love that had been suppressed in her heart for so long was now like churning lava, and could no longer be contained.

at this time.

"Click——"

The sound of a key turning came from the doorway.

Hearing the noise, Qiuqiu, who was still in Tang Song's arms, immediately jumped up from his lap.

She stood awkwardly to the side, looking down and straightening her slightly disheveled clothes.

Then, the door was pushed open.

Li Meihua returned carrying several shopping bags filled with fresh vegetables.

"Auntie, you're back." Tang Song smiled and stood up, her face showing no sign of anything amiss.

It was as if nothing had just happened.

Li Meihua smiled warmly and said, "Oh dear, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting. I ran into an acquaintance on the way, and he insisted on chatting with me for ages, and I couldn't leave!"

"It's alright, Auntie, we just finished chatting."

Li Meihua put the shopping bags on the ground and said while changing her shoes, "You guys play, I'm going in to cook. Tang Song, what would you like to eat? Tell Auntie, and Auntie will make it for you!"

"Auntie, I'll eat whatever you make, as long as it's your specialty."

"Okay!" Li Meihua tied on her apron and hurried towards the kitchen.

Qiuqiu looked at him and said softly, "I...I'll go help my mom with the work, that way it'll be faster. You sit down for a while."

After saying that, she followed him into the kitchen like a startled fawn.

Watching her hurried departure, Tang Song couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Then, he sat back down on the sofa and picked up his phone.

I opened Weibo and saw Su Yu's latest post.

First, I clicked the share button.

Then, after thinking for a moment, he typed a message: "Supporting my favorite female celebrity, hoping to be the lucky 'male koi'. @SuYu"

After doing all this, he finally put away his phone with satisfaction and leaned back on the sofa leisurely.

Listening to the lively conversations and the clattering of pots and pans coming from the kitchen, a warm smile curved her lips.

He could sense that Qiuqiu was gradually opening up.

Moreover, her relationship with her mother, amidst the everyday warmth and familiarity of life, seemed to be beginning to show signs of fading.

Perhaps she really is starved for love.

Like a flower growing in a dark corner, never having seen the sun.

With just a little warmth and kindness, they will strive and work hard to bloom in the light, displaying their most beautiful form.

By showing her care and kindness, we can rescue her from the mire of her past and ultimately allow her to blossom.

Tang Song discovered that he also derived a profound sense of satisfaction from this process.

Perhaps this is the true meaning of the [Dream Flower Seed] item.

……

France, Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur region.

Tangjin Manor.

The afternoon sun shone on the vast lawn and the rolling grapevines, bathing the whole world in a warm and languid golden light.

A crisp, rhythmic sound of horses' hooves echoed through the air.

Secretary Kim was dressed in a custom-made white equestrian outfit, riding a jet-black, glossy Andalusian horse.

On the manor's exclusive track, obstacle course training is underway.

Her back was ramrod straight, her waist slender, and her posture impeccably elegant, as if she had become one with the magnificent thoroughbred horse beneath her.

Under the sunlight, a healthy blush rose on her exquisitely beautiful face from exercise, and sweat dampened her temples, adding a touch of vibrant energy to her appearance.

After training, she dismounted gracefully and nimbly.

The groom, who had been waiting nearby, immediately stepped forward respectfully and led the still panting horse over.

Secretary Kim wiped her sweat with a towel as she walked into the rest area next to the track.

Immediately afterwards, a loud whistle rang out, and a sexy and alluring figure pounced on her, embracing her affectionately.

“Seriously, Mira. Watching you ride… You look absolutely stunning.”

Anne Kate wore only a black sports bra and high-waisted leggings, her muscles were smooth and firm, and she exuded a wild and confident energy, full of burning hormones.

“My dear, I’m riding a horse, not wrestling with you. Please maintain a safe social distance befitting a nobleman.”

Secretary Kim gently pulled her hand away from Anne's, walked to the bar, poured herself a glass of iced soda, and added a few slices of fresh lemon.

I sipped my drink slowly while admiring the picturesque pastoral scenery outside the window.

Tangjin Manor has just been officially put into use.

This was also the first time she had fully experienced its scenery.

Anne, however, persisted, leaning closer and pouring herself a glass of deep, blood-red estate wine. "I swear to God, Mira," she exclaimed dramatically, "this place is heaven! A private terminal, a top-notch equestrian track, and this damn estate wine, even more exquisite than a first-growth Bordeaux! I love it here!"

Then she began to praise him incessantly.

Secretary Kim listened with a smile, only occasionally responding with a word or two.

After a moment, Annie suddenly let out a "whoosh," turned her phone screen towards her, and wore a smug smile.

"Hey! Look at this! That female celebrity is declaring war on you in front of everyone."

Secretary Kim paused, put down her glass, and glanced at her phone.

Immediately, I saw the screenshot that Su Yu sent in the WeChat group.

It's the Weibo post that Tang Song just retweeted and commented on regarding Su Yu's "birthday lottery" event.

Su Yu deliberately used a red paintbrush to circle the three words "most favorite" in the Tang and Song commentaries.

It looked particularly glaring.

Secretary Kim's fingertips paused almost imperceptibly, and a chill crept into her eyes.

Anne, fanning the flames, said, "Should I give her a little talking-to? Let her know who the real mistress of this house is?"

“No need.” Jin Meixiao’s voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable authority. “I have my own plans, so don’t mess around.”

“OK, OK.” Annie shrugged, somewhat bored. “I really don’t understand why you waste so much energy on her. Honestly, Mira, with your status, she means nothing to you.”

Secretary Kim took an elegant sip of soda water, but did not answer her; instead, her gaze became deep.

She was indeed paying too much attention to Su Yu.

But behind this lies an extremely complex and realistic reason.

From her personal emotional perspective, let's set aside the already existing "white moonlight" Liu Qingning.

Su Yu is the only person who truly "stole" the Tang and Song dynasties.

During the two years from 2017 to 2018, Tang Song devoted a great deal of emotion, time and resources to Suzhou fishing.

He wrote songs for her, screenplays for her, planned concerts for her, acquired companies for her, and gifted her shares and luxury homes...

He even went so far as to "neglect his proper work," devoting a great deal of energy that should have been used for technology, finance, and industrial development to Su Yu's star-making program. She still remembers Tang Song looking at her with an infatuated gaze and calling Su Yu "the most perfect female star in his ideal world."

She was indeed jealous of Su Yu.

Su Yu has his own business empire, a large fan base, and influence in public opinion.

She was a true "femme fatale".

It remains a "high-risk, highly emotional" and unstable factor.

Of course, there is another very important point—

Ouyang Xian Yue.

The "widow" from a top-tier aristocratic family is repeatedly trying to bring Su Yu into the core trust established by the Tang family.

Jin Meixiao never looked down on Ouyang Xianyue.

Her skills, abilities, and temperament are all top-notch.

Not only does she possess an unfathomable family background, but with the expansion of [Tangyi Precision], she has also completely taken control of the vast family power left by her late husband, Lin Qiming.

The predecessor of Tangyi Precision, Xinkaihang, was the former business of her husband Lin Qiming's family.

She took over and managed New Kaihang only after inheriting Lin Qiming's legacy.

Today, Tangyi Precision is no longer an ordinary precision instrument company. Its industrial footprint spans the world, making it one of the world's largest consumer electronics supply chain giants, and it even has its own industrial investment fund.

In terms of overall influence within China alone, it even surpasses [Smile Holdings] in some aspects.

Moreover, behind it lies a vast political and business network powerful enough to influence national policy.

Who can guarantee that Ouyang Xian Yue doesn't have other intentions?

Suppressing her turbulent thoughts, Secretary Kim's gaze returned to the phone screen.

A moment later, a cryptic smile slowly crept onto her face.

She turned around and walked gracefully and calmly out of the lounge.

The two crossed the lawn next to the racetrack and took an electric cart to the main building at the heart of the estate—"the Residence".

This is a magnificent building designed by a Pritzker Prize winner, full of modernist style.

The massive floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall and clean geometric lines blend perfectly with the surrounding natural landscape.

In front of the building is an infinity pool as calm as a mirror, reflecting the azure sky and drifting white clouds of Provence.

This is the central hub for receiving guests and the core of the residence for the entire manor.

Secretary Kim didn't go in immediately, but said to Annie, "Take a picture for me."

“I’d be delighted.” Annie immediately perked up and took the phone from Secretary Kim.

Secretary Kim stood on the steps, a bright smile on her beautiful face.

The afternoon sun made her ivory-white equestrian outfit look like silk, perfectly outlining her body curves.

"Click——"

Anne pressed the shutter, perfectly capturing this scene filled with modern power aesthetics and natural scenery.

Jin Meixiao took the phone, glanced at it, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, she opened the WeChat group and sent the photo out.

The message reads: "Tang Jin Manor is now officially open for business. All members of the Tang Jin family are welcome to come and vacation anytime."

Now, even Mo Xiangwan has joined the family office's decision-making committee.

Su Yu was the only person in the group who was not qualified to enter the manor.

Just then, Anne asked casually, "Mira, could I also have a private house here? I love it here so much, I really want to come and visit often."

Jin Meixiao slowly raised her head, her clear and bright eyes showing no trace of a smile, and she just quietly looked at her.

Anne felt a little guilty under her gaze: "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"

Jin Meixiao stood on a higher step, looking down at the large foreign woman.

She suddenly reached out and, with her slender fingers, firmly pinched Anne's chin, forcing her to look into her eyes.

“Little Annie, don’t think I don’t know the dirty thoughts in your heart. I know everything you did to Tang Song. I even know which brand of birth control pills you bought.”

Anne's pupils suddenly contracted, and her face, which always carried a hint of arrogance and provocation, revealed an undisguised terror.

"Oh, Mira, let me explain..."

Secretary Kim interrupted her directly, her gaze icy as she said, "Since you've already made your choice and gone to his side, and I haven't stopped you, you should understand what that means. If you dare to have any thoughts of betraying him, whether physically or financially, I will make you and your father pay a price you can never bear."

For Su Yu, for Ouyang Xian Yue, and even for Anne Kate in front of them.

She doesn't completely trust anyone.

They lacked that almost miraculous, dreamlike connection between themselves and the Tang and Song dynasties, a connection that transcended the universe and time.

They are all "outsiders".

……

2023年11月30日，周四，10~15℃。

Six o'clock in the morning.

Chengdu, Jinli Villa.

In the utter stillness, Tang Song slowly opened his eyes.

My day began with a text message notification that my bank account had received a deposit.

Stepping out of the independent courtyard called "Tingzhuxuan", a chill unique to early winter in Chengdu hits you.

The air was filled with a faint scent of grass, trees, and damp earth.

The sky was still dark, and a few scattered bird calls could be heard in the distance.

He didn't go for a morning run; instead, he was wearing comfortable sportswear and strolling leisurely in the quaint courtyard.

When it's almost time...

He took out his phone and made a video call to Liu Qingning.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Yueguang's adorable face, with a touch of languid waking, filled the entire screen.

She seemed to have just gotten up, and was kneeling on the soft, large bed in the hotel.

She was wearing a black and white tracksuit, her long black hair was casually tied into a playful high ponytail, and a few soft wisps of bangs fell across her smooth forehead.

That slightly loose sports top could not hide her ample and full E-cup breasts at all.

"Good morning, baby." Tang Song smiled and kissed the camera.

Liu Qingning blushed slightly. "Good morning."

"I've arrived in Chengdu. The climate here is really nice..."

The two chatted casually, from the light mist in Chengdu to the heavy rain in Shenzhen; from last night's sleep to today's breakfast.

As Tang Song walked, he pointed his camera at the gnarled black pines and frost-covered green bamboos in the courtyard, sharing the tranquility of Chengdu in the early morning with her.

When Liu Qingning finished her morning exercise, the call between the two ended.

Tang Song returned to his courtyard, took a hot bath, and shaved off the stubble that had sprouted on his chin.

Then, he changed into a dark cashmere suit that the butler had ironed.

Sitting in the study.

Upon opening the system interface and entering the warehouse, my gaze fell upon an item emitting a soft, milky-white glow.

【Sweet Dew Spring Pot】: ...Long-term consumption of water or tea brewed in this pot can nourish the five internal organs, clear the heart and lungs, and slowly and continuously improve bodily functions. (This item can be given as a gift.)
[Note: Time flows endlessly within the pot; a sip brings back one's true nature.]

Select the item and use it immediately.

Immediately, a simple and elegant purple clay teapot appeared in his hand.

The teapot is shaped like a classic stone ladle teapot, with smooth lines and balanced proportions.

The teapot has a warm and deep purplish-red color, with a delicate surface that is not fiery at all, as if it has been handled for a hundred years.

It feels warm and heavy to the touch, exuding an indescribable sense of luxury.

Tang Song opened the prepared custom-made wooden box and carefully placed the purple clay teapot inside.

This prop is a real object and can be broken.

So he didn't dare to take it out easily, fearing that something might go wrong on the way.

Today, he is about to visit Academician Ouyang, who is hailed as a "national hero".

This tool, which can "nourish the five internal organs and clear the heart and lungs," is finally going to come in handy.

The thought of meeting that legendary, towering figure made Tang Song feel a little uneasy, even with his current temperament.

Take a deep breath.

He sat upright at his desk, turned on his computer, processed a few work emails, and replied to some unread messages.

9:30 a.m.

"Dong dong dong -" there was a knock on the door.

The private butler entered and said respectfully, "Mr. Tang, Ms. Ouyang has arrived."

Tang Song nodded, stood up, and walked out of the courtyard carrying the heavy wooden gift box.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw the familiar black Audi A8L and the elegant figure standing there quietly, waiting for him.

Today, Ouyang Xian Yue was clearly dressed up carefully.

She wore a black turtleneck cashmere sweater with a long, stylish coat over it, and her long, smooth, black hair was neatly pulled back.

She stood there quietly, in the thin winter mist of Chengdu, as beautiful as a classical painting with a profound artistic conception.

Their gazes met in the air.

"Good morning, Ouyang." Tang Song's smile was clear and bright, even more dazzling than the warm sun at that moment.

As if to hide something, Ouyang Xian Yue subconsciously averted her gaze slightly. "Good morning. Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's great, I really like it here."

"That's good. I was worried you wouldn't be used to it. You can come and stay whenever you have free time." She said, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

As Tang and Song approached, an extremely high-class, rich fragrance, a blend of amber and ebony, wafted towards them.

He raised an eyebrow, a strange feeling creeping into his heart.

As far as he knew, Ouyang Xian Yue did not have the habit of wearing perfume; the fragrance on her body always came from the natural sandalwood scented on her clothes.

But today, she not only wore perfume, but also put on a heavier makeup look than usual.

It made her look even more gorgeous and charming.

Tang Song paused for a moment, then sincerely praised, "It looks beautiful today."

Ouyang Xian Yue's face showed a slight awkwardness, and she subconsciously brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Thank you."

Then, she turned around gracefully and opened the back door for him herself.

The car smoothly drove out of Jinli Villa and merged into the city's traffic.

Academician Ouyang's residence is located on the banks of Huanhua Creek in the west of the city, in an extremely low-key cadre sanatorium surrounded by tall sycamore trees and thick walls.

As the car slowly approached, the atmosphere around them gradually became solemn.

Along both sides of the road, the armed police officers on guard stand ramrod straight with piercing eyes.

As the Audi A8L slowly drove in.

Ouyang Xian Yue, who was beside him, turned slightly to the side.

Looking out at the familiar tree-lined road, she said softly, in an almost murmured tone, with a hint of reminiscence, "This should be your second time here. The last time was almost five years ago, in early 2019. We were also in the same car."

Hearing her words, looking at her elegant and beautiful profile, and at the familiar scenery outside the window, I felt a sense of déjà vu.

Tang Song's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Time seemed to be infinitely stretched, frozen, and still at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, a pure white feather slowly drifted into his sight, emitting a soft golden light, beautiful and exquisite.

"Wow~~"

A torrent of memories surged forth, overwhelming his thoughts.

(End of this chapter)