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Chapter 716 Hypocrisy, Rationality, Cowardice, and High-Profile
Upon hearing this, the manic expression on Su Yu's face instantly froze.

She seemed completely unprepared for such an answer, her beautiful amber eyes filled with disbelief.

"Sister Crescent Moon... what did you just say?"

Her voice trembled slightly, filled with astonishment, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Acting skills worthy of an award-winning actress.

In an instant, she perfectly portrayed the image of a woman grasping at the last straw in despair.

Even Ouyang Xian Yue felt her face flush and her heart race as she was gazed at by those complex and passionate eyes.

But her superior qualities and experience allowed her to remain outwardly calm and collected.

Jealousy and rivalry...

This word was both unfamiliar and distant to her.

Since her husband passed away, she has been in charge of the company, and her life has been firmly bound by words like "responsibility," "the big picture," and "decency."

She was used to strategizing from a high vantage point, and used to weighing everything with reason, rather than following emotional impulses.

But she was, after all, a woman.

The kiss Tang Song left on her cheek that night in Chengdu still ripples in her heart.

The thrill was real, but the heavy shackles of her identity and worldly concerns forced her to maintain impeccable composure.

Su Yu's near-self-destructive resolve at this moment undoubtedly provided her with a perfect way out.

Yes, I had no choice.

Kim Mi-so is the embodiment of international capital and has an extremely strong desire for control.

Su Yu is an extreme believer in emotions, impulsive, crazy, and reckless.

Whichever of these two forces ultimately prevails will be a disaster for the Tang and Song dynasties, and for the hard-won stability of the entire era.

She had to step forward and use her power and dignity to stabilize this core.

Thinking about this, a feeling of embarrassment, shame, yet relief quietly welled up in my heart.

Ouyang Xian Yue released Su Yu's hand, picked up his half-glass of red wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

The spicy liquid slid down her throat, like igniting a fire, bringing a blush of mature charm to her cheeks.

“I said I could help you ‘fight’ for it. But you have to understand that competing with Kim Mi-so is not just an emotional matter; it involves the stability of the entire situation and countless risks.”

Su Yu stared intently at her, seemingly deaf to any rational advice: "I don't want to think about these things right now. I'll just ask you one question, Sister Xian Yue, are you sure you want to come in and help me?"

Her voice carried a sense of desperation.

“I…” Ouyang Xian Yue met her aggressive gaze, paused for a moment, and finally slowly uttered two words: “Confirmed.”

Their eyes met for a moment.

The expression of madness and despair on Su Yu's face slowly faded, replaced by a knowing and complex smile.

Ouyang Xian Yue's heart tightened suddenly, followed by an indescribable sense of embarrassment and shame.

She's acting!

This award-winning actress revealed the deep-seated emotions she harbored from the very beginning.

To pave an irresistible way out for her, a script that allows her to gracefully "exit" under the guise of "considering the bigger picture".

However, even though both sides are fully aware of the situation, this charade must continue.

Exposing it will only make things worse for both of us.

Ouyang Xianyue straightened her skirt, her face regaining its usual calm and noble expression.

She gracefully changed the subject, saying, "Xiaoyu, why do you think Jin Meixiao is targeting you so much?"

Su Yu's lips curled into a sharp smile. "Because I made her taste the bitterness of losing the Tang and Song dynasties."

She said those words so casually, yet they stirred a subtle ripple in Ouyang Xian Yue's heart.

She did indeed do it.

During that period, Tang Song devoted almost all his energy to [Tangzong Entertainment] and his "star development plan".

He wrote songs for her, wrote scripts for her, and turned down all unnecessary business deals for her...

He personally lifted her from the mire and sculpted her into a radiant and unique work of art.

This favoritism, into which so much effort has been poured, is both an immense honor and a fatal sin.

“More than that.” Ouyang Xian Yue breathed a sigh of relief. “Your greatest threat is not that you have won his love, but that you possess emotions that you cannot control.”

"Jin Meixiao is an extremely controlling woman. She monitors Tang Song's lovers to varying degrees. From the security at their residences to the people around them, she is everywhere. This is certainly to prevent them from betraying Tang Song, but it's a bit too much."

She paused, then voiced her deepest concern:

"What I fear most is that her desire for control will eventually extend to Tang Song himself."

Su Yu lowered her eyes slightly and let out a cold laugh.

She seemed to have heard something interesting, raised her glass, and slowly swirled it. "Yeah, I know. There have always been people around me who are with her, but I've been too lazy to call them out on it."

Occasionally, this can be used as an opportunity to scare her, which is quite fun.

You don't know, back when Tang Song had just left me, every time I joked in private about wanting to film an intimate scene with some male celebrity to create a scandal.

Within two days, she will call.

"Ridiculous! She doesn't believe me, so why should I believe her?"

Ouyang Xian Yue's eyes flickered, and she nodded slightly.

In fact, this is precisely the most fundamental conflict between them.

Jin Meixiao believed that she represented the absolute will of Tang Song, and she held an almost paranoid vigilance towards anyone who might shake her position or reputation.

However, from Ouyang Xian Yue's perspective, Jin Mei Xiao herself is also a variable that cannot be completely trusted.

Her parents have lived overseas for many years, and she herself has close ties with the Kate family, who wield international influence. She also secretly employs numerous lobbyists and think tanks who serve the interests of Wall Street.

The vast, mysterious, and intricate offshore financial network she controls is itself a behemoth that is difficult to fully control.

A sword can harm others, but it can also harm the user.

When a sword becomes too sharp, even beyond one's control, another force is needed to counterbalance it.

This is the art of emperors to seek balance in struggle.

It was also an unspoken understanding between her and Tang Song.

In the past, she chose to support Su Yu precisely for this reason.

But now she has developed selfish motives and wants to use this as an excuse to possess a part of his emotions.

It was obvious that the female celebrity had already seen through her thoughts.

They are even trying to drag her into this game, making her a pawn in their fight against Kim Mi-so.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful and aloof female celebrity in front of her, Ouyang Xian Yue said, "Xiao Yu, I can put aside my dignity and stand in front of the camera, but you need to do something for me."

Su Yu chuckled and said, "Of course, no problem."

……

The night is getting darker.

Inside the black Toyota Alphard, all was quiet.

Ouyang Xian Yue leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes in deep thought, and sat as elegantly as a sculpture.

After a while.

She opened her eyes, and her gaze had returned to absolute clarity.

"Give me the phone."

Secretary Chen immediately handed over the phone from the front row.

Ouyang Xianyue unlocked the screen, tapped it lightly, and opened Weibo.

As expected, the trending topics have been completely ignited.

#Su Yu Announces Suspension of All Commercial Activities# (Breaking News)
#SuYuStudioAnnouncement# (Hot)

#Su Yu Hints at "External Pressure"# (Boiling Point)
#Su Yu x Ms. Ouyang# (New)
It all started with a Weibo post Su Yu made half an hour earlier:
Creation is a process of burning the soul, but my flame seems to be flickering precariously in the cold wind. I need some time to protect this glimmer of light. Thankfully, I have my close friends by my side, and I am also grateful for Ms. Ouyang's comfort.

Below is a photo of her and Ouyang Xian Yue on the hotel suite terrace. Although the light is dim, their profiles are clearly visible.

Subsequently, Tangzong Entertainment Studio issued a statement announcing the temporary suspension of all of Su Yu's commercial activities, film crew promotions, and public appearances.

As a top superstar, Su Yu's influence in China is unparalleled.

Furthermore, the involvement of Ouyang Xian Yue, a top entrepreneur, instantly caused a huge uproar across the entire internet.

Fan panic, media frenzy, and public speculation...

This directly led to an explosion of public opinion.

Ouyang Xian Yue's eyes flickered as she looked at the rapidly scrolling comments and various marketing accounts' interpretations on the screen.

I logged out of Weibo and made a phone call.

"Hello? Autumn/Winter."

Zheng Qiudong's steady voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ms. Ouyang, good evening. Are you... done with your work?"

"Yes, I just left Su Yu's place."

“Miss Su Yu…” Zheng Qiudong paused, clearly having noticed the online commotion, “Have you seen her trending topic?”

"Yes, I saw it." Ouyang Xian Yue hesitated for a moment, her tone slightly tired. "She lost control of her emotions again. We just had a fight."

"Did you two have a fight?" Zheng Qiudong's voice immediately turned serious. "What happened to her?"

"She wants to expose herself to force Tang Song to compromise. She even wants to break ties with Director Jin and make a big scene." Ouyang Xian Yue presented the script she had prepared beforehand, explaining Su Yu's plan.

"What?!" Zheng Qiudong's voice suddenly rose. "Then...this is troublesome. Is there anything I can do?"

“Not for now.” Ouyang Xian Yue was silent for a few seconds, as if weighing her options and struggling, before finally saying in an almost self-deprecating tone, “We were a bit impulsive when we argued, and I said a lot of harsh threatening things to her. To be blunt, a man like Tang Song, not only Jin Meixiao, but even I, would never allow her to do something so stupid if I loved him. And then she seized on that… We talked a lot, I compromised a lot, and finally managed to appease her. Qiu Dong, you should understand… what Tang Jin’s situation is now, and some decisions I made were out of necessity.”

Through the receiver, Zheng Qiudong let out a very soft gasp, "Yes, I understand, Ms. Ouyang."

Ouyang Xian Yue seemed oblivious to his shock; her eyes flickered, and she changed the subject:
"I'll reassure Su Yu. There's another important matter: I've studied the proposal that Dejurenhe submitted before, which is about providing a package of services for 'global investment attraction and talent introduction and urban branding strategy' for several core new districts. We've been holding back because we felt the timing wasn't right and were also worried about attracting unnecessary public attention."

She paused, then slowly said:

"But now, I think it might be time to put this on the agenda. You make the necessary preparations, and I'll arrange for someone to liaise with you. I'll personally push this forward."

After a brief silence, Zheng Qiudong immediately understood the heavy weight behind those words.

“Okay, Ms. Ouyang… thank you for your support.”

“We’re all on the same side, no need to be so polite.” Ouyang Xian Yue gently tapped her knee. “Then let’s leave it at that.”

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, the carriage returned to silence.

Ouyang Xian Yue casually placed her phone aside and turned her gaze back to the flowing night outside the window.

Her slender fingertips unconsciously traced the cold windowpane.

In the reflection cast by the light and shadow, a self-deprecating smile curved her lips.

As expected, Kim Mi-so was right.

I am indeed a hypocritical woman.

But so what?
……

No. 8 Xiaoyun Road, Beijing.

The lighting was soft, and the air was filled with a faint scent of pine.

Secretary Kim was wearing a loose white silk loungewear outfit, her long brown hair casually tied back with a shark clip, revealing her smooth forehead and slender swan neck.

A pair of exquisite glasses perched on her nose added a touch of languid scholarly air to her stunningly beautiful face.

She sat barefoot on the soft sofa, quietly flipping through a German original copy of "The Interpretation of Dreams".

Shangguan Qiuyue stood beside her at the small table, reporting softly:

"...Ms. Ouyang arrived at the hotel at 7:15 PM and met with Ms. Su Yu. She left at 9:28 PM. During their meeting, the two had dinner together and drank a bottle of 2011 Château Margaux. According to information provided by the hotel, the entire meeting took place between the two of them alone in the room..."

"Mr. Mo has already given feedback on the public opinion on Weibo, saying that Su Yu's mental state is problematic and they will handle it as soon as possible. Ms. Ouyang has already comforted her."

Secretary Kim lightly traced the pages of the book with her fingertips, seemingly unconcerned about the expected information.

The report has just ended.

"Buzzing—"

Shangguan Qiuyue's personal cell phone vibrated.

She glanced at the caller ID, her expression hardening slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's Chairman Zheng from Dejurenhe."

"Take it." Secretary Kim's gaze remained fixed on the pages of the book, her tone indifferent.

Shangguan Qiuyue answered the phone, her voice low: "Hello? Chairman Zheng?"

"..."

"Yes, that's convenient. I'm with Director Kim right now, please speak."

"..."

"Huh?...What...Okay...uh...I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Shangguan Qiuyue's face showed an extremely strange and solemn expression.

"What's wrong?" Secretary Kim looked up, his gaze calmly landing on her face behind his glasses.

Shangguan Qiuyue took a deep breath, carefully choosing her words, and reported in a low voice: "According to Chairman Zheng, Ms. Ouyang and Ms. Su Yu had a fierce argument when they met tonight. Ms. Su Yu lost control of her emotions and wanted to publicly release clips of President Tang's cameo appearance in the movie, including the 'proposal scene,' in order to officially announce their relationship. Ms. Ouyang stopped her from doing so."

Upon hearing the word "marriage proposal," Secretary Kim's fingers, which were turning the pages of the book, paused slightly.

A fleeting glint of cold light flashed in his eyes behind the glasses.

Shangguan Qiuyue pursed her lips, her voice becoming cautious: "However, according to Chairman Zheng, during the argument, in order to appease Su Yu who was about to lose control and prevent her from doing something more extreme... Ms. Ouyang... personally admitted her own personal feelings for President Tang."

"Snapped."

The original German edition of "The Interpretation of Dreams" was slammed shut with a crisp, dull sound.

The air solidified instantly.

"Hehe, Ouyang Xian Yue." Secretary Jin murmured the name softly as she slowly stood up.

Shangguan Qiuyue immediately held her breath, lowered her head, and dared not make a sound.

Thanks to the unique nature of Dejurenhe's business, Zheng Qiudong maintains good relationships with all the key figures within the "Tangjin" system.

There can only be one reason why he could learn these private details so quickly—

Ms. Ouyang is deliberately sending signals to the outside world.

Whether this is good or bad for Director Jin is hard to say. The advantage is that Director Jin's biggest concern was that if Ms. Ouyang, the "widow" who held significant power in the industry, were to marry into another family in the future, her husband and children might take the opportunity to seize control of the "Tang Jin" family business.

Now that Ouyang Xian Yue's target is President Tang, this biggest external risk has been completely eliminated.

The downsides are even more fatal.

The nature of these things is completely different.

This is no longer a love triangle, but a power struggle that could shake the entire power structure.

It was a long-planned "declaration of war".

The air was eerily quiet; Shangguan Qiuyue could even hear her own heartbeat.

After an unknown amount of time, Secretary Kim slowly turned around.

On that exquisitely beautiful face, there was neither anger nor disappointment.

He just wore an enigmatic smile.

"Shangguan."

"exist."

"Have Qin Yingxue contact Ouyang."

Jin Meixiao sat back down on the sofa, gracefully crossing her legs.

"For example, I'm going to make a change to the 7% stake in Qingning Technology that I personally hold."

“I plan to transfer all of these shares to a newly established trust fund free of charge. The sole beneficiary of this fund is Liu Qingning.”

She looked up at the deep night outside the window, her voice devoid of emotion: "It's just a small way of making up for what we owed her back then."

"...Yes, I understand."

Shangguan Qiuyue's pupils contracted slightly as she instantly understood Director Jin's intention.

This is not "making amends" at all; it is an open and irresistible scheme.

As everyone knows, Liu Qingning has always been a special case.

Back then, almost everyone, including Su Yu, more or less deceived and took advantage of President Tang's true "white moonlight" emotionally.

Now, Ms. Ouyang has personally acknowledged her feelings for President Tang.

This is tantamount to admitting that she herself also owes Liu Qingning something.

Since they owed something, and Director Jin took the lead in "making amends," then they (Ouyang Xian Yue and Su Yu) must also do something in return.

Otherwise, once everything is exposed, Liu Qingning will definitely have her own ideas.

The main institutional shareholders of Qingning Technology are Tangyi Precision, Smile Holdings, and Tang Jinjia Office, while Director Jin, Ms. Ouyang, and Su Yu are all individual shareholders.

This move is tantamount to using a form of "moral blackmail" to force Ouyang Xian Yue and Su Yu to relinquish their respective personal shares in Qingning Technology.

This is equivalent to helping Liu Qingning complete an "MBO" (management buyout) of Qingning Technology.

Once Liu Qingning achieves absolute control over [Qingning Technology], her influence within the home office system will be drastically different.

At that time, she could even leverage the deep-rooted relationship between Qingning Technology and Tangyi Precision to gain control of Tangyi Precision's equity and board seats.

This is a subtle yet effective way to undermine Ms. Ouyang's industrial influence within the entire system!

Director Kim is indeed a cunning old fox!

……

Guangzhou, Liwan District.

The night gently enveloped the old town, and occasionally a few melodious Cantonese hawking calls drifted in from outside the window, full of the lively atmosphere of the city.

Inside the rented room, the lights were bright and warm.

Zhang Yan curled up on the sofa, holding her chubby orange cat, Orange, in her arms, quietly listening to her mother Zhou Hui's rambling.

Today is the first day my mother was discharged from the hospital.

The effects of CAR-T cell infusion therapy have already been seen in her. Her face, which was once haggard due to illness, has now regained its rosy color, and her mental state has improved a lot.

During this period, Zhang Yan put aside almost all her work and devoted herself to taking care of her mother.

This was the first time in many years that the mother and daughter had spent such a long and close time together. The past oppression and heaviness were gone, leaving only the warmth of surviving a disaster and the harmony of relying on each other for survival.

"...That caregiver, Xiao Chen, is such a good kid. She's so meticulous in her work, and the soup she makes is delicious..."

Zhou Hui leaned back on the sofa, stroking the smooth fur of the orange while sighing with emotion.

After Zhou Hui finished speaking, Zhang Yan said softly, "Mom, I'm going on a business trip starting next week, for about a week."

"Business trip?" Zhou Hui was taken aback for a moment, then asked with concern, "Where are you going? You've only been working for a short time, can you manage on your own?"

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Sister Wenruan said someone will take care of me. During this time, the caregiver, Sister Chen, will stay with you."

Upon hearing the name "Sister Wen Ruan," Zhou Hui smiled gratefully and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Oh, this Boss Wen is incredibly kind to our family. Of course, it's also because of Tang Song's influence."

At this point, Zhou Hui leaned closer to her daughter mysteriously and lowered her voice, saying, "By the way, Ayan, you and Tang Song... Mom has never dared to ask, what exactly is your relationship now?"

Zhang Yan's face flushed red instantly, down to her ears, as if she had been burned.

She stammered for a while before whispering, "I... I'm going on a business trip... I'll first stay in Yancheng for three days, and then go to the headquarters in the capital for training."

"Ah?!" Zhou Hui's eyes lit up instantly, her tone full of surprise. "Yancheng? That's great, great! When you go there this time, you should properly thank Tang Song."

"Okay, Mom..." Zhang Yan said, her face flushed and her voice barely audible.

Seeing her daughter's shyness, Zhou Hui became even more certain of her suspicions.

But she still wanted a definite answer: "Ayan, let me just ask you one question, are you two boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

"I...I...maybe...it's just..."

Zhang Yan opened her mouth, her fingers unconsciously scratching in the orange cat's soft fur, feeling all the blood rush to her head.

The day before they parted, she mustered the greatest courage of her life and uttered that "confession."

His answer was, "I like you."

According to the normal procedure, they should be considered, right?
But her deep-seated, innate inferiority complex prevented her from speaking about this relationship with such confidence.

Especially Liu Qingning.

Due to work reasons, she has joined the WeChat group for content ecosystem cooperation of [Xuanji Guangjie].

The group brought together representatives from all participating parties. Liu Qingning, as the head of Qingning Technology, spoke in the group several times, discussing the deep integration of AIGC technology and content creation.

Her speech was clear, confident, and composed.

His words exude an excellence that is beyond the reach of others.

She remained a nobody throughout, only daring to silently reply with "received" when she received a notification.

"Ayan." Zhou Hui called softly when she saw that Ayan was lost in thought.

Zhang Yan raised her burning cheeks and looked at her mother.

Zhou Hui handed over her phone cautiously, saying, "Mom has some photos of you from junior high school. When you meet Tang Song this time, you can show them to him. Aren't you junior high school classmates? You can reminisce about the past together."

Zhang Yan paused for a moment, then looked down at her phone screen.

The photo has a slightly yellowish tone, capturing the image of a slender girl.

She was wearing a brand-new white printed T-shirt and light blue jeans, sitting on a slightly worn bamboo mat, clutching a fluffy teddy bear tightly in her arms.

Her long, jet-black hair still had a few natural curls, and beneath her bangs, her clear almond-shaped eyes were looking at the camera with a slightly reserved expression, her cheeks flushed naturally.

That must be a photo of her in the second year of junior high school.

Her mother secretly came back to see her and brought her fashionable clothes from Guangzhou, as well as that teddy bear.

Those were among the few times in her bleak life as a dependent that she was enveloped in pure happiness.

She remembers being so happy that she couldn't sleep all night, and wore her new clothes to school as soon as the semester started.

She wasn't showing off; she just wanted her deskmate to know that she also had new clothes, and she whispered to him that she had a very cute teddy bear.

She always cherished that little bear, until she moved from the capital to Guangzhou to make a living, and accidentally lost it during the ups and downs of life.

Her fingertips slid lightly across the cold screen.

One by one, the old photos carefully arranged by Zhou Hui slowly unfolded before my eyes.

Zhou Hui stood beside her, smiling serenely as she recounted the origins of the photos, remembering every single detail clearly.

Looking at the photo of herself, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, and listening to her mother's words, Zhang Yan's eyes welled up with tears.

It turns out that Mom had kept these photos all along and remembered them so clearly.

The night is getting darker.

Zhou Hui held her daughter's hand; those hands, thin and frail from illness, were now unusually warm and strong.

"Ayan, I remember you said that Tang Song has a house in Yancheng, right? If you go there, you'll definitely stay at his house, won't you?"

"Huh?!" Zhang Yan exclaimed softly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she almost jumped up, her cheeks flushed red, "No... I... Mom, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing her daughter's expression, Zhou Hui didn't point it out, but simply continued talking to herself:

“Perfect timing. Tomorrow morning, let’s go to the market to buy some fresh meat and make some Cantonese roast meat. You can take it with you and eat it together.”

Hearing her mother's words, Zhang Yan froze, her mind going blank.

She hadn't really thought about the issue of living in Yancheng.

Logically, the company should have made arrangements, such as providing a hotel.

But Wenruan didn't say anything, she only confirmed the hotel where the emperor was going on his business trip.

She hadn't thought much about it before.

So it seems that... accommodation will be a big deal then.

We can't really live with the Tang and Song dynasties, can we?

She felt like she was about to faint.

……

Sunday, May 2023, 12.

Six o'clock in the morning.

The sky over Yancheng remained a deep, inky black.

Room 2002, Lanfeng International Luxury Apartment.

Lin Muxue opened her eyes, without the slightest hesitation to stay in bed.

She stepped off the bed barefoot, pulled back a corner of the curtains, and looked down at the city that was not yet fully awake.

The lights twinkled like scattered embers.

She stood there quietly for a while, lost in thought, before turning around and walking straight into the spacious bathroom.

After using the restroom, I couldn't resist leaning closer to examine myself closely in the mirror.

A high, straight nose, large eyes, and sharp, straight eyebrows...

She's still so beautiful, so strikingly beautiful it's almost aggressive.

From childhood to adulthood, "beautiful" has been her most prominent label.

That was also her only redeeming quality.

She could do less farm work, receive more candy than her brother during the New Year, and hear some sour remarks from relatives such as "Second daughter will definitely marry into a good family in the future."

After a while, she smiled at herself in the mirror.

I started using the full set of La Mer skincare products, meticulously cleansing, conditioning, and nourishing my skin, paying attention to every step with a sense of ritual.

After finishing all that, she changed into workout clothes and did a set of high-intensity Pilates on the yoga mat until her back was soaked with sweat.

After her morning exercise, she drank two carefully prepared healthy smoothies.

While eating breakfast, she couldn't help but open her phone and check Su Yu's trending topics.

When she suddenly saw this news yesterday, it really startled her.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Ouyang and Su Yu have such a close personal relationship, and the two even took an intimate photo together.

What she feared most was that her close relationship with Ms. Ouyang and the many benefits she received might anger Director Jin.

However, she quickly reassured herself.

After all, Tang Song is about to become the CEO of [Xuanji Light Realm], while Ms. Ouyang is the chairman of [Tangyi Precision].

This shows that Ms. Ouyang has a very powerful network of connections within their circle.

As someone who is "one of us" from the Tang and Song dynasties, it would be entirely beneficial to cultivate a good relationship with Ms. Ouyang.

She couldn't afford to distance herself from that thick, long leg because of some unfounded speculation.

She turned off her phone, took a proper shower and put on makeup, and changed into a bespoke suit that had already been ironed.

Wearing jewelry and watches.

Soon, a tall, elegant "Luna" with an aura of sophistication that exudes an air of unapproachability appeared in front of the dressing mirror.

The inferiority and unease that were etched into my bones during my teenage years have long been washed away by my strong self-confidence and the confidence built up by money.

She looked at herself in the mirror and slowly gave a cold, beautiful smile.

"Ding-dong—" The phone notification sounded.

[Emily: "Luna, the convoy has arrived at Lanfeng International and is ready to depart for the airport at any time."]

I gave a brief reply.

Lin Muxue picked up her suitcase and bag and walked out of the apartment with a calm demeanor.

The crisp "tap, tap" of high heels struck the polished marble floor like the beat of a war drum, firm and rhythmic.

Downstairs, three black Mercedes-Benz vans were already neatly parked in front of the apartment building.

The project team members from Rongliu Capital who were visiting Chang'an were already waiting there.

Upon seeing her appear, they all immediately greeted her.

Looking at these elite subordinates from all over the world in front of him.

The long-suppressed feeling of "returning home in glory" in her chest was completely ignited at this moment.

She nodded slightly and, with the driver's welcoming greeting, sat in the back seat of the middle car.

The car door closed, shutting out the cold wind from outside.

Her gaze turned westward, as if she had pierced through the winter mist of Yancheng and seen the ancient capital a thousand miles away.

Chang'an, I, Lin Muxue, have returned.

(End of this chapter)