Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Morning light streamed through the window.

Jiang Fan was still half asleep when he heard a movement coming from his body.

The blanket was pulled back, only to be quickly covered by the warmth of her body.

Jiang Fan opened his eyes. Xu Qingya was lying on top of him, her hair a little disheveled.

"Again."

Jiang Fan glanced at the clock on the wall; it was only 6:30 in the morning.

"You're misdirecting your competitive spirit."

"Enough with the nonsense." Xu Qingya placed her hands on Jiang Fan's chest and slowly sat down. "I refuse to believe it."

After Jiang Fan waited for Xu Qingya to adjust for a while, he rolled over and pinned her down.

With a thought, the divine-level movement technique was activated, and the speed was maximized.

Xu Qingya clenched her teeth instantly and gripped Jiang Fan's arm tightly with both hands.

She counted down in her mind.

one two three.

The mattress made a series of loud noises.

8. 9.

Xu Qingya's fingers left several red marks on Jiang Fan's arm.

10. 11.

She couldn't hold on any longer and patted Jiang Fan's shoulder haphazardly.

"Stop...stop...stop..."

Jiang Fan then switched to normal speed, giving Xu Qingya a break.

An hour later, the bedroom returned to silence.

Xu Qingya leaned lazily against Jiang Fan's chest, too weak to even move a finger.

Jiang Fan leaned against the headboard and stroked her hair. "You've improved."

Xu Qingya snorted, pressed her cheek against his chest, and spoke after a long pause.

"Sister Lan called me last night."

"What's wrong?"

"The CCTV Spring Festival Gala directing team has sent a formal invitation." Xu Qingya looked up, her eyes filled with undisguised joy, "to have me sing 'As You Wish' solo during prime time on New Year's Eve."

Jiang Fan smiled. A solo performance during prime time on the Spring Festival Gala was the highest form of official endorsement.

Congratulations to Empress Xu!

Xu Qingya leaned close to his ear, her warm breath brushing against Jiang Fan's neck.

"To thank you, I ordered a very special 'New Year's outfit'." Her voice was soft and gentle. "I'll wear it just for you after the Spring Festival Gala."

Jiang Fan felt a surge of passion and lowered his head to plant a deep kiss on her lips.

"I'll be waiting."

-

At 10 a.m., Jiang Fan finished washing up and took a taxi to Fanyin Studio.

As soon as he reached the studio entrance, he noticed that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Zhou Yutong, the receptionist, huddled in her workstation and gave him a meaningful look.

Li Cheng stood outside his office door, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Upon seeing Jiang Fan, Li Cheng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly went to greet him.

"Brother Fan, you've finally arrived." Li Cheng lowered his voice, which trembled. "Those two inside, hurry up and tear down the office!"

"Who?"

"Chairman Tang and President Su."

Jiang Fan raised an eyebrow and pushed the door open to enter.

The atmosphere in the office plummeted to freezing point.

Tang Yingxue, dressed in a red dress and wearing black high heels, sat on the left side of the sofa, exuding an aura of dominance.

Su Yuyan, dressed in a white business suit, sat on the right side of the sofa with her legs crossed, exuding a cold and noble aura.

Upon seeing Jiang Fan enter, the two women stood up simultaneously, their gazes fixed on him.

"Jiang Fan, you've finally decided to show up." Tang Yingxue walked over first in her high heels. "I don't care, you have to write the song for the Spring Festival Gala today."

Not to be outdone, Su Yuyan stepped forward and stood in Jiang Fan's other side.

"Fanyin Studio is now deeply intertwined with Times Media. If anyone's going to write something, it'll be me first."

Jiang Fan walked behind the desk and sat down, looking at the two women who usually commanded respect and influence outside.

Explain clearly, what happened?

Tang Yingxue braced her hands on the desk, leaning forward, a hint of her neckline revealing a curve.

"The CCTV Spring Festival Gala production team invited both of us. But the requirement was that we had to bring a new song that fit the main theme of the Spring Festival Gala and was of high quality to the final review. Our existing songs could not meet the production team's requirements."

Jiang Fan leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table.

No wonder these two women were fighting tooth and nail for a spot on the Spring Festival Gala.

"I can write songs," Jiang Fan said, looking at the two of them, "but why should I write them for you?"

Tang Yingxue's eyes flickered as she walked around the desk and went directly to Jiang Fan's side.

"Write me a song, and I'll grant you any request you make tonight." Tang Yingxue whispered in his ear, her words blatantly seductive. "Whatever you want to do, I'll go along with it."

Su Yuyan's face darkened.

"Tang Yingxue, you're the chairwoman of Universal Entertainment, don't you have any shame?"

Tang Yingxue straightened up and looked at Su Yuyan provocatively.

"Mr. Su, you think you're so high and mighty? Then don't bother arguing. I'm definitely taking this spot for the Spring Festival Gala."

Su Yuyan gritted her teeth, turned her gaze to Jiang Fan, and took a deep breath.

"Jiang Fan, if she can agree, so can I."

Tang Yingxue was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Su Yuyan to say such a thing.

She glanced at Su Yuyan's impeccably tailored white business suit, her eyes darting around.

The corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards.

A bold idea took shape in her mind.

A few days ago at Gu Qingqiu's manor, she was bullied to the point of near death by that crazy woman, Gu Qingqiu, and she couldn't swallow this humiliation.

Now that Su Yuyan has delivered herself to our doorstep, we might as well drag her down with us.

If you get caught in the rain, you have to tear up other people's umbrellas too.

If we're going to die, let's all die together.

Tang Yingxue reached out and took Jiang Fan's arm, then turned to look at Su Yuyan.

"Since President Su is so sincere, how about we make a deal?" Tang Yingxue smiled like an old fox. "I'll take you somewhere. Once we get there, Jiang Fan will definitely write something for both of us."

Su Yuyan frowned: "Where to?"

"You'll see when you get there." Tang Yingxue pulled Jiang Fan outside. "Do you dare to go?"

Su Yuyan snorted coldly, picked up her bag from the sofa, and followed.

"What wouldn't I dare to do?"

Half an hour later, a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class was driving on the elevated ring road of Shanghai.

Tang Yingxue sat in the driver's seat, Jiang Fan sat in the passenger seat, and Su Yuyan sat in the back seat.

Jiang Fan looked at the road signs outside the window, his brows furrowing slightly.

This road leads to the western suburbs.

"Tang Yingxue, where are you going?" Su Yuyan looked at the increasingly remote road and sensed something was wrong.

"I'll take you to see the world." Tang Yingxue looked in the rearview mirror, her smile growing even brighter.

The Mercedes drove off the elevated road and turned onto a tree-lined avenue.

Ahead, a vast estate came into view.

The massive wrought iron gate was tightly shut, and several bodyguards in black suits stood at the entrance.

Jiang Fan glanced at Tang Yingxue.

This woman actually drove her car to Gu Qingqiu's manor.

"Tang Yingxue, are you crazy?" Jiang Fan asked in a low voice.

Tang Yingxue turned her head and winked at Jiang Fan: "Boss Jiang, don't you like it?"

She kept her voice very low.

"I've got a big show planned for you tonight."

The car stopped at the entrance of the manor.

The guards recognized Jiang Fan and immediately opened the gate to let him in.

The Mercedes drove into the manor and stopped in front of the main building steps.

Su Yuyan got out of the car and frowned as she looked at the extravagantly luxurious manor in front of her.

"Whose property is this?"

Tang Yingxue walked up to her in high heels and took her arm.

"Shengda Group, Gu Qingqiu."

"Why did you bring me here!" Su Yuyan instinctively tried to break free.

"Don't be nervous, President Su." Tang Yingxue held her tightly and dragged her up the steps.

"Didn't you say you'd agree to anything for a song for the Spring Festival Gala? President Gu is Jiang Fan's 'good friend,' let's all have a good chat tonight."

The main building's main door was pushed open from the inside.

Gu Qingqiu stood inside the doorway, wearing a black silk slip dress and holding a glass of red wine.

Her gaze swept over Jiang Fan, then landed on Tang Yingxue and Su Yuyan.

When Gu Qingqiu saw Su Yuyan in her white business suit, her eyes lit up instantly.

"Chairman Tang," Gu Qingqiu swirled her wine glass, a playful smile playing on her lips, "Did you bring me a new gift?"

Tang Yingxue pushed Su Yuyan forward.

"President Gu, President Su from Times Media has come to visit you." Tang Yingxue stepped back to Jiang Fan's side, looking at Su Yuyan, "President Su, you'd better make a good impression tonight."