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Chapter 714 I Endured, Accepted, and Gave In (Daily Life)
3pm sharp.

A taxi came to a steady stop outside the grand and imposing gate of Yanjing Tiancheng.

Jiang Yourong opened the car door, got out, looked up at the tall buildings in front of her, and silently took a deep breath.

She straightened her carefully chosen dark long coat, trying to make herself look more professional and composed.

She stepped into the guardhouse and said, "Hello, I'm looking for someone. Please go to room 2001 in building 1."

The property management staff on duty immediately flashed a standard smile and politely asked, "Okay, ma'am, may I ask your name?"

"Jiang Yourong." The staff member immediately stood up, his tone becoming exceptionally respectful: "Hello, Ms. Jiang. Mr. Tang has already given instructions. Please wait a moment, and I will arrange for someone to take you there immediately."

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Yourong nodded and followed a property staff member in uniform through the exquisitely designed central garden, where every step revealed a new view.

Upon entering the grand lobby of Building 1, the butler was already waiting there, smiling as he helped her unlock the elevator.

The elevator ascended smoothly and rapidly.

In this small, enclosed space, the tension she had been trying to suppress began to spread uncontrollably.

Looking up, she quickly checked her makeup and hairstyle again, using the blurry reflection from the mirror-like stainless steel walls inside the elevator.

Immediately afterwards, a strong feeling of emptiness came from my lower abdomen—it was hunger.

In order to appear "slimmer" in the afternoon, she really didn't eat anything at noon. Now she feels ravenous and could easily eat a whole 6-inch tiramisu cake.

She has a low basal metabolic rate but excellent absorption efficiency.

Although she doesn't eat much, she gets hungry very easily, which is why she developed the habit of having afternoon tea.

"Ding—We've reached the 20th floor."

The elevator doors slid open slowly.

Jiang Yourong took a deep breath, stepped out of the elevator, and came to the heavy, pure black double armored door.

She tidied herself up again, making sure she hadn't done anything inappropriate, before raising her hand and ringing the doorbell.

After a moment, with a soft click, the door opened from the inside.

The person who appeared before her was not Tang Song as she had expected.

It was her beloved student, Qian Lele, who was "kidnapped".

"Teacher Jiang! You've arrived!"

When Qian Lele saw her, her eyes lit up instantly. She affectionately grabbed her teacher's arm, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes filled with uncontainable joy.

For her, in this vast city of Yancheng, the two closest family members are her brother Tang Song and her teacher and friend, Teacher Jiang.

Now that they are all under the same roof, she couldn't be happier.

When Jiang Yourong saw her, the tension on her face instantly melted into a gentle smile.

He reached out and patted her head, teasingly asking, "Are you alright? I saw the photos the 'kidnappers' sent. I heard you were 'kidnapped' by someone, and they even specifically asked me to come and 'ran you out' in person."

"Huh?" Qian Lele blushed and quickly waved her hand to explain, "No, it's nothing! My brother was just joking. Teacher Jiang, please don't be angry. I'm doing very well here. My brother even cooks for me and takes me to play VR games. It's so much fun."

"Heh, you're already starting maintenance? You're siding with outsiders, aren't you? I haven't said anything yet." Jiang Yourong deliberately put on a stern face.

"Emm..." Qian Lele stuck out her tongue shyly, "Teacher Jiang, please come in. It's cold outside. I've cut some fruit for you, and I also secretly prepared some of your favorite desserts. I specially went to Bao Shifu at noon to buy them, including your favorite crab roe pastries and seaweed and pork floss buns!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yourong's eyes lit up instantly.

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However, with her strong willpower, she swallowed hard and said righteously, "Ahem! There's no rush."

As they spoke, the two walked into the spacious and luxurious entrance hall.

Qian Lele quickly took out the women's slippers that she had prepared in advance from the shoe cabinet, squatted down, and insisted on personally changing the slippers for the teacher.

Looking at such a well-behaved and sensible student, Jiang Yourong smiled with satisfaction.

"Teacher Jiang, my brother is waiting for you here."

Qian Lele led her through the softly lit corridor to the spacious living room.

Jiang Yourong paused slightly, her gaze falling on the figure sitting leisurely on the living room sofa, her heart skipping a beat.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt and light gray trousers, with a laptop on his lap, seemingly working.

Hearing the sound, he looked up and calmly gazed at her.

He exudes a clear, clean, and somewhat languid, noble, and handsome beauty.

He has changed a lot compared to two months ago.

The exquisite appearance is secondary; the most important thing is the calm aura that emanates from within, and those even deeper and brighter eyes.

"Teacher Jiang, it's been a long time."

Tang Song closed his notebook, stood up, and his bright eyes fell on "Jiang Pangpang," who had rushed over.

A long black coat, a metal-buckled belt, long, flowing hair, and a voluptuous figure…

Hmm... Looking at it this way, she is indeed a bit chubby and plump.

She seems to have gained a little weight since summer vacation?
She noticed his undisguised gaze.

Jiang Yourong's expression instantly became somewhat unnatural. She subconsciously sucked in her stomach and tried to straighten her back.

He feigned composure and said, "I'm here. Shouldn't you release my student now, Mr. Kidnapper?"

Tang Song smiled gently and harmlessly. "Of course, Teacher Jiang is indeed very trustworthy. Then come with me."

"Huh?" Jiang Yourong's expression panicked. "What do you mean?"

Qian Lele stared wide-eyed in confusion, looking at the teacher and then at her brother.

Tang Song raised his chin. "Didn't you come here to exchange hostages? One hand gives you the hostage, the other hand gives you the 'ransom.' Now the hostages can be released, it's your turn. Come on, Professor Jiang, come to the study over here, I'm going to interrogate you properly, my new hostage."

In front of her most beloved student, being spoken to in such an almost teasing tone by her future boss, Jiang Yourong felt her skin starting to ache.

She's a respectable person too!

A university associate professor!
Why are they even using "interrogation"? How shameful!
Tang Song ignored her embarrassment, gave her a meaningful look, and then turned and walked towards the study.

Jiang Yourong's eyes twitched. She glanced at Lele, who looked worried, and could only sigh inwardly before following her.

Okay, okay, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

He truly embodies the domineering CEO archetype; he was so arrogant and domineering in Director Jin's office back then.

I'm about to join [Xuanji Light Realm], and he's my boss, after all.

Endure it!

As long as it's not in front of Lele, she still has some dignity.

The two walked into the spacious and bright study one after the other.

"Close the door." Tang Song stood in front of the desk with his back to her.

Jiang Yourong obediently closed the heavy solid wood door.

The air in the study seemed quieter than outside.

She turned around, crossed her arms, and leaned casually against the door.

She gracefully raised her chin: "Speak, Mr. Tang, what do you want to interrogate me about? I will tell you everything I know."

Tang Song blinked, a charming smile spreading across his face. "I heard that Teacher Jiang is about to officially join the [Xuanji Light Realm]? Aren't you going to formally introduce her to me?"

Jiang Yourong was taken aback for a moment, then instantly realized that this was about to go through the "procedure".

She immediately stopped joking, stood up straight, and put on a dignified and intellectual professional smile.

With a crisp and clear tone, she said, "Jiang Yourong, the newly established Director of the University Cooperation and Technology Transfer Office at [Xuanji Light Realm], is reporting for duty. This office reports directly to the President's Office. For the next two years, I will be devoting myself full-time to cutting-edge scientific research and university cooperation projects. I look forward to your guidance, President Tang."

Tang Song raised an eyebrow: "Directly under the president's office?"

“Hmm.” Jiang Yourong nodded calmly, her tone composed, but she couldn’t hide the pride in her eyes. “According to Director Jin’s instructions, my main responsibility is to assist you in managing matters related to cooperation with universities, cutting-edge technology research, and patent transfer. You can think of me as… a technical assistant.”

In fact, for a top-tier technology company like [Xuanji Light Realm], the global CEO's technical assistant has a scope of power and actual influence that can almost be considered half a technical vice president.

Especially in managing global academic collaborations and cutting-edge research projects, their power is frighteningly vast.

Her status is in no way lower than that of Shangguan Qiuya, who is by Director Jin's side.

This is why she was so excited to accept the career change when she received the appointment notice from Director Kim.

What I, Jiang Yourong, lost at Smile Holdings, I will take back with my professional skills, honorably and legitimately.

"Heh, Director Jin really knows how to pick people." Tang Song chuckled and nodded.

My gaze fell on the intellectual female professor in front of me, and some fragments of my memory resurfaced.

When he first met Jiang Yourong, he hadn't fully recovered his lost memories.

Looking at her now, I feel a strange sense of closeness to her.

When Secretary Kim was selecting assistant candidates, she asked for his opinion.

He had used the system tools to screen and evaluate the data of each candidate, including Jiang Yourong.

"Actually, I remember you. We met a few times before when we were at Smile Investment in the China World Trade Center, right, Assistant Jiang?"

Hearing this title, which was full of affirmation, Jiang Yourong's heart was inexplicably excited, and her gaze toward Tang Song held many indescribable complex meanings.

"Yes, Mr. Tang." Jiang Yourong replied very softly, her breathing becoming even shallower.

My heart was racing.

She never denied that she had once had strange feelings for this man.

To be honest, he was the object of her fantasies when she was alone at night, a source of comfort for her. Tang Song stepped closer, carefully examining her and comparing her to the image in his memory.

Their gazes met in the air, and an unusual emotion rose within them.

A blush rose to Jiang Yourong's face, and she subconsciously looked away, reminding him, "Tang Song..."

The words had barely left his mouth when he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist.

Tang Song's hand was firmly pressed on her waist, the force not heavy, but enough to immobilize her.

The full, soft curves of a mature woman's body were clearly conveyed to his palm.

"Tang... Tang Song." Her voice trembled slightly, and a blush quickly spread across her face. "What are you doing?!"

"Don't be nervous, it's just to help you with your pre-employment physical examination." Tang Song's deep voice sounded in her ear.

As he spoke, his long, slender fingers slipped inside the seam of her coat, directly touching the warm skin of her waist.

Jiang Yourong's body stiffened completely, her eyes widened, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

Enveloped by his strong masculine aura, my mind went blank and confused.

Are workplace sexual harassment these days... this... this blatant?!

Immediately afterwards, she felt his fingers gently pinch the soft flesh of her lower abdomen.

"Ms. Jiang, I remember you were much sexier and thinner when you were an assistant at [Smile Investment]."

Hearing that sentence, especially the last word "thin".

Jiang Yourong broke down instantly.

Her eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and her full breasts trembled violently with excitement.

No... is it really necessary?
You come over here to take advantage of me, and then you dare to complain that I'm fat?
Is there any reason?
Sensing the female professor's aggrieved and angry emotions, Tang Song quickly withdrew his mischievous hand.

Following the instructions of "Little Umbrella," she began to soothe him: "However, you are even more charming now. Compared to your slightly immature and bony appearance in the past, you now have the maturity and refinement of time, and you have a more mature and charming woman's charm."

Hearing the second half of the praise, Jiang Yourong's anger finally subsided somewhat.

She gave a light snort and said calmly, "I've had a heavy teaching load these past few years, and I've been staying up late working on projects, so I've neglected my figure. But now that I'm back in the corporate world, I'll take better care of it."

"Yes, I believe in Teacher Jiang's perseverance and determination."

Tang Song breathed in the warm fragrance and meaty scent emanating from her, feeling the aura that blended scholarly air with mature womanhood.

My heart is beating a little faster.

He wasn't a pure PUA (Pick-Up Artist) practitioner.

Professor Jiang has a standard slightly overweight build. Her waist-to-hip ratio isn't particularly outstanding, and she even has some excess fat around her lower abdomen, while her thighs are also quite fleshy.

But it doesn't look bulky at all; instead, it exudes a very special femininity, soft and alluring.

This is probably what is meant by the charm of a "mature woman".

"Teacher Jiang, since you're going to work in the CEO's office, let's start with an onboarding KPI."

"What KPI?" Jiang Yourong looked up in confusion.

Tang Song patted her on the back, gesturing for her to walk forward, and pointed to the smart scale in the corner of the study: "Go weigh yourself first."

Looking at the scale, Jiang Yourong shook her head firmly as if she had seen the devil, saying, "No! Absolutely not! This is my privacy!"

Tang Song smiled calmly, "Teacher Jiang, I can access your annual medical check-up reports whenever I want. Don't worry, it's just recording the initial data."

Hearing this, Jiang Yourong gritted her teeth and finally gave in.

I took a deep breath, took off my heavy coat, and then took off my slippers and socks.

He closed his eyes and stood there with a death-defying resolve.

The scale emitted a soft electronic sound, and the numbers on the screen fluctuated before finally settling at [63 kg].

Upon seeing this number, Jiang Yourong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness! I missed lunch, that was a lifesaver!

Her weight is a little lower than usual.

She quickly jumped off the scale and turned to Tang Song to explain, "This sweater I'm wearing is very thick, and my pants are fleece-lined thermal pants. All of these together must weigh at least several pounds. If I weighed myself on an empty stomach in the morning, it would be lighter."

Tang Song nodded and earnestly agreed, "Yes, indeed, not fat."

Actually, judging from Jiang Yourong's height of about 166cm and weight of 63kg, plus her bust size, she really can't be considered fat.

However, she clearly lacks exercise habits and has a high body fat percentage, so she looks rather fleshy.

Jiang Yourong put her socks and slippers back on, looking at him suspiciously. "You've weighed yourself, so what? What exactly is your KPI?"

Tang Song went to the desk, picked up a pre-printed A4 sheet of paper, and handed it to her.

"Here, here you go."

Jiang Yourong took it with a puzzled look, glanced at it, and her lips twitched.

The table was filled with a detailed plan, including the daily meal menu for the coming week and a detailed exercise schedule.

If it is not completed, there will even be punishment from above.

Her expression instantly became tense. "No, does the company need to handle this?"

"Teacher Jiang, I'm doing this for your own good. The more weight you lose, the bigger the reward will be, as long as you can stick to it for a week."

Looking at the bland and watery food and the daunting amount of exercise, Jiang Yourong felt a sudden toothache.

How much suffering must one endure!
However, she did have a plan to lose weight, and since Tang Song also made a request and turned it into a "job entry KPI".

Then let's take this opportunity to put some pressure on ourselves and push ourselves a little.

admit!

She solemnly put away the schedule. "Okay, I accept."

Tang Song nodded, then changed the subject, continuing, "However, Teacher Jiang, in order to ensure that you can successfully complete this KPI, I need to arrange a supervising mentor for you."

Jiang Yourong suddenly had a bad feeling. "Who?"

“It’s Lele. Let her live in your apartment and supervise you 24 hours a day.” Tang Song’s smile became even more meaningful. “Of course, as your direct supervisor, I will also conduct spot checks from time to time to make sure you are not slacking off or cheating.”

“No way.” Jiang Yourong immediately shook her head. “She’s my student. How can I let her supervise me? That’s outrageous.”

She was, after all, an associate professor, and Lele's respected mentor.

He had his students supervise his eating and exercising like they were disciplining children, and then he was punished for it.

That's simply unacceptable.

Tang Song seemed to have anticipated her reaction and said sincerely, "Teacher Jiang, I'm only thinking about your health and hope you can be healthier. I know Lele's personality; she will help you lose weight."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Jiang Yourong said firmly. "Tang Song, you can ask me to lose weight for the sake of my image, but not in this way. I have my bottom line."

Even if I, Jiang Yourong, starve to death, die outside, or jump off this building, I would never agree to such a thing!

Tang Song sighed as he looked at her defiant expression, as if she would rather die than submit.

He took another step closer to Jiang Yourong and pinned her against the study door.

Their breaths mingled, their bodies touched.

Jiang Yourong blushed and her heart pounded. Her hands unconsciously pressed against his chest: "What are you doing now…?"

Tang Song leaned down, close to her reddened ear, and whispered, "Teacher Jiang, as far as I know, there's a black drawstring velvet bag on top of your wardrobe in your bedroom, right? The things inside are quite unique..."

He didn't continue speaking, but just looked at her meaningfully.

The air suddenly became unusually quiet.

Jiang Yourong's cheeks gradually became burning hot.

She quickly realized that Tang Song must have accidentally discovered the "little secret" that she had hidden in the most secret corner during the two weeks that Tang Song had stayed at her apartment.

She is a normal adult woman who has been single for many years and naturally has some physiological needs.

I don't have a boyfriend, so I occasionally buy some sex toys to satisfy myself.

That's perfectly normal, isn't it?
But Tang Song, the man she once secretly admired and who was about to become her boss, exposed her true feelings to her face.

It's practically social death.

It was a hundred times more humiliating than her weighing herself in front of him.

She pursed her lips, trying to remain calm. "I...I don't know what you're talking about...I only moved into that apartment not long ago, it might have been left by someone else."

Seeing the female professor's guilty expression, Tang Song chuckled and patted her plump buttocks.

"Teacher Jiang, don't worry, I'm not the kind of person with conservative ideas, and I won't overthink it, nor will I tell anyone else."

He paused, then added, "Even Sister Shuyu, Lele, Shangguan Qiuyue, Qin Yingxue, Lin Tiantian... none of them would know."

Every time Tang Song mentioned a name, Jiang Yourong's heart skipped a beat.

By the end, her face was flushed red to her ears, her palms were sweating, and she could barely stand.

The feeling of being seen through and having nowhere to escape made her feel as if she were standing naked in front of Tang Song.

"What—what exactly do you want?"

Tang Song leaned closer to her face. "I just hope that Teacher Jiang can actively cooperate with my work arrangements."

"Okay, I agree." Her voice trembled slightly, but she finally gave in.

(End of this chapter)