novelraw Chapter 170: Lightweight, Breathable
Chapter 170: Lightweight, Breathable
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—” The phone on the table vibrated.
He Liting, who was editing a video, glanced at WeChat and showed a look of surprise.
【Qianqian: “Transferred 5200.00 yuan, please receive.”】
【Qianqian: “Tingzi, I just calculated it, I owe you a total of 4500 yuan, the extra money is interest, hee hee, love you lots.”】
He Liting raised her eyebrows and replied, “Where did you get so much money? You didn’t ask Tang Song for it, did you?”
Zhao Yaqian had been in Yan City for over eight months and was always in a deficit situation.
Plus, they were somewhat related and lived together, so naturally, she had lent her a fair amount of money.
Adding it up, it was indeed over four thousand, but she had never counted it in detail.
【Qianqian: “My living expenses just came in, I just signed the trust agreement this afternoon.”】
Seeing this message, He Liting's heart raced “thump, thump.”Is this the promise being fulfilled!?
The action was so swift; President Tang is really something!
She quickly typed a reply: “How much? What’s the duration?”
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—”
【Qianqian: Screenshot of transfer notification.jpg】
【Qianqian: “The duration is indefinite. Even if I’m gone, this trust can still be inherited.”】
Opening the image to view, He Liting's eyes widened, and her hand holding the phone trembled slightly.
Σ(oﾟдﾟoﾉ)
Oh my! Oh my! Oh my!
It really is an annual salary of one million! And for a lifetime!
What kind of boyfriend is this? President Tang deserves a temple!
From now on, I’ll be carried by Qianqian, maybe soon I can carry a Carryall too.
Qianqian, I, Tingzi, will rely on you from now on!
He Liting took a big sip of water and accepted the transfer of 5200 yuan.
Excited, she replied, “An annual salary of one million! My good sister, we must change houses! That little two-bedroom isn’t worthy of your value! Let’s move to a high-end apartment next to our company, hotel-style management, all kinds of entertainment facilities available.”
As she imagined endlessly, her phone vibrated again.
【Qianqian: Arrogantly laughing with hands on hips.gif】
【Qianqian: “I’ll tell you secretly, this is a monthly salary. Brother Song arranged for me that the profit distribution cycle is monthly.”】
(д)ﾟﾟ
“Bang—” He Liting's phone fell directly onto the table, her body trembling.
Ignoring the curious gazes of her colleagues, she replied with a tense expression, “You’re not joking, right?”
【Qianqian: “I won’t be going home tonight, I’m going to the penthouse to eat bananas (#sexy), I’ll show you the detailed trust agreement tomorrow. It will definitely surprise you.”】
He Liting took a deep breath, and based on her understanding of her cousin, this matter should be true.
An annual salary of 14 million! Even if it’s just for a year, that’s financial freedom!
Her cousin, whom she had known since childhood, had a family debt, graduated from high school, went out to work, and became a struggling beautician.
In the blink of an eye, she had turned into a wealthy person.
In an instant, her mind buzzed, and the world before her became blurry.
“Comrades, I have something to attend to today, I’ll leave first, bye-bye.” A familiar voice rang in her ear.
Tang Song walked over from the direction of the office, stopped in the office area, and greeted his colleagues.
“Goodbye, President Tang~”
“Bye.”
“Goodbye, President Tang.”
He Liting raised her stiff head to look at the handsome and tall President Tang.
She felt as if he was surrounded by a golden halo, radiating positive energy unabashedly.
He Liting felt weak all over, and her waist bent slightly.
Having drifted aimlessly for half her life, only regretting not meeting a bright master; if President Tang does not abandon her, she would be willing to kneel as a godson!
“Goodbye, Daddy~”
…
Yan Jing Huating.
“Xiaoxue, you have so many clothes, and they’re all so beautiful!”
“So many professional outfits, no wonder you’re a financial elite! I want to buy more of these kinds of clothes too, will you help me pick them out later?”
Zhao Yaqian looked at the various beautiful clothes in the master bedroom wardrobe and felt very envious.
Most of her small wardrobe still contained summer clothes from high school, which now felt very childish to wear.
She only had one or two decent dresses.
She had never worn any outfits that leaned towards professionalism.
Lin Muxue pressed her lips together tightly, her eyes filled with some sadness.
These clothes were all painstakingly saved for, and most of them were just second-tier brands.
There weren’t many true luxury items; some accessories and bags were even second-hand.
So she had never invited her colleagues over to her house and had deliberately kept a distance from them.
Looking at this cosmetologist friend with a face full of longing, she forced a smile and said, “Qianqian, how about I help you pick out an outfit to try?”
Zhao Yaqian’s eyes immediately lit up, “Really?”
“Of course, no problem. Although you’re a bit taller than me, I just happen to have a few larger-sized clothes that should fit.” Lin Muxue nodded.
Since she had already made up her mind to befriend Zhao Yaqian as a good friend, she could be generous, even if it meant sacrificing her precious clothes.
“Thank you, Xiaoxue, mua~” Zhao Yaqian excitedly hugged Lin Muxue and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
Lin Muxue smiled and began searching through the wardrobe.
Before long, she picked out a set of her usual office attire and laid it on the bed.
After spreading the clothes out, she smiled and extended her hand, “Try it on, dear.”
Looking at the set of high-quality and well-fitted clothes, Zhao Yaqian nodded excitedly, “Okay.”
Pulling the curtains, she took off her white dress and began to carefully put on the outfit.
Thin black stockings, a black pencil skirt, and a white shirt.
Zhao Yaqian got dressed, felt it a bit tight, but it was still fitting.
She stood up and looked in the mirror, a look of surprise appearing on her face.
While admiring herself in the mirror, she smiled broadly, “Wow! I really look like a white-collar woman! Xiaoxue, your clothes are so good; I’ve never worn such comfortable stockings before.”
This was her first time wearing such clothing, and it indeed looked very fresh.
Especially her long and beautiful legs, making her appear tall, sexy, and innocent yet desirable.
Lin Muxue explained, “These are Balenciaga stockings; they retail for 1800 yuan a pair.”
“So expensive.” Zhao Yaqian stuck out her tongue, “What about the shirt and skirt?”
Lin Muxue forced a smile, “These two are both Prada; together they cost over ten thousand yuan. With your financial strength, you could wear different outfits every day.”
After all, she was a big shot with a daily salary of 39,000 yuan, which was truly enviable.
Just as Zhao Yaqian was about to say something, her phone suddenly rang.
【Tang Song】
She hurriedly answered the phone, sweetly saying, “Hello, Brother Song, I’m here.”
“Ah! Are you off work? No, no, no, I’m not at Tiankuo Garden, I’m at Yan Jing Huating.”
“I’m sorry, Brother Song, I forgot to tell you.”
“Hmm, okay, I’ll wait here for you! Drive safely on the road.”
After hanging up, Zhao Yaqian smiled and explained, “My boyfriend thought I was at home and drove several kilometers toward Tiankuo Garden, now he’s turning back to pick me up.”
Lin Muxue nodded and asked, “By the way, Qianqian, since your boyfriend is so rich, he should live in Building 1 of Yan Jing Tiancheng, right?”
“Hmm, a penthouse; the house is super big, and I need to hire the property management for cleaning.”
Lin Muxue felt envious and slightly sour; if she had such a boyfriend, she would definitely try to live at his place, making various beautiful videos every day.
But with Zhao Yaqian’s current treatment, if she perseveres for a few years, she could also afford a penthouse.
Thinking about it made her eyes want to tear up again.
Zhao Yaqian put down her phone, glanced at the dress on her bed, then at the sexy OL uniform on her body.
Thinking about the Tang Song she was about to meet, she suddenly felt her face heat up and quietly said, “Xiaoxue, um… can I borrow this outfit to wear? I want to give my boyfriend a surprise.”
Brother Song hadn’t seen her wear such clothes yet, and she thought he would surely like it.
She had received so many surprises today, and as a girlfriend, she should express something in return.
Lin Muxue was startled for a moment, then readily nodded, “Of course, just return it to me when you have time.”
In the past, she would never lend out her clothes, especially not her frequently worn outfits.
But now that the other party was a wealthy big shot, wanting a return meant they had to make a sacrifice.
“Thank you, Xiaoxue!” Zhao Yaqian opened her arms and hugged her tightly, happily saying, “Let’s go shopping together this weekend when we’re free; I’ll get you a gift!”
Xiaoxue had helped her make choices before, accompanied her to sign the trust, and now lent her beautiful clothes; she must show her appreciation.
But in the past, she could only say, “When I get rich, I’ll do something,” but now she could promise directly.
And the previous promises also needed to be fulfilled.
Treat classmates and friends to a big meal, and take her cousin to experience a five-star hotel.
With over a million in savings, Zhao Yaqian was eager and ready to fulfill her promises.
Lin Muxue smiled and pulled her arm, “We’re good friends, no need to be so polite.”
“You’re so nice, Xiaoxue!” Zhao Yaqian felt a bit touched, thinking this friend was really good to her.
The two continued to chat about outfits and skincare topics.
Zhao Yaqian looked at the time, stood up, and said, “I have to go; my boyfriend should be arriving soon, I’ll wait by the roadside for him.”
“Let’s go down together.” Lin Muxue affectionately held her arm.
She was extremely curious about that President Tang, a 25-year-old millionaire with a one-hundred-million yuan trust fund and generous maintenance fees that were shockingly high.
A single beneficiary signing a contract could attract big shots in the financial circle who knew their chairman.
Such a character must not be obscure; he might be the second generation of a prominent family.
If she could have the fortune to get acquainted, it might just help her out significantly someday.
After packing her things and closing the door, they changed their shoes.
In the clean and bright elevator.
Zhao Yaqian looked at the graceful and poised Xiaoxue beside her and instinctively stood up straight, trying to learn from her demeanor.
Her posture had always been poor, even when wearing the OL uniform, she didn’t look much like an office worker.
Through the full-length mirror in the elevator, she could see a noticeable improvement.
Hehe, I hope Brother Song likes it when he sees me, and it would be great if he just pounced on me and hugged me.
Walking along the clean stone path of the community, they exited through the east gate.
Surrounded by scorching glances, both girls were tall, long-legged, and stunning beauties.
One wore a black silk shirt, and the other donned a shining strappy short skirt, standing together created an effect of 1+1>2, attracting the attention of everyone passing by.
A young man with a decent condition secretly thought about approaching to flirt.
But as he walked closer, he found that both women were quite tall, a bit overwhelming.
He had to turn around disappointedly.
Standing at the curb, looking at the bustling streets around, Zhao Yaqian's eyes sparkled.
“Xiaoxue, what do you think about me renting a place in this community too? We could keep each other company.”
Lin Muxue was taken aback and replied, “Of course, but the people living in this community are all wealthy; there are rarely any rentals, it’s all about luck.”
Her landlord's son was getting married, and she was still worrying about where to move. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by N0velFire.ɴet
“Oh, I see.” Zhao Yaqian sighed regretfully.
Lin Muxue thought for a moment and suddenly said, “Qianqian, you might consider buying a place. The house prices here are only over 30,000, for a 130-square-meter three-bedroom, it would be around 4 million. Even for better locations, it wouldn’t exceed 5 million. If you save for half a year, you can afford it.”
Zhao Yaqian’s heart skipped a beat, feeling somewhat tempted.
Owning her own house was also something she had long dreamed of.
Her family had a house in town before, but it was sold off to pay debts after her mother was scammed.
Now, with this condition, she could indeed consider buying her own house.
After a long while, Zhao Yaqian said softly, “Let me think about it; 4 million is a lot of money.”
Having just gotten rich, she hadn’t yet changed her mindset; thinking about spending so much made her a bit alarmed.
“Ding dong—” her phone vibrated.
Zhao Yaqian picked it up and immediately beamed, voice replying, “Brother Song, I’m at the roadside by the east gate of the community; you’ll see me when you come.”
After sending the message, she turned and smiled at Lin Muxue, “My boyfriend is about to arrive.”
Lin Muxue said “mm” and then thought of the “Brother Song” she mentioned and that “President Tang,” her brows slightly furrowed.
These two words together made her feel a bit strange in her heart.
She couldn’t help but ask curiously, “By the way, Qianqian, what’s your boyfriend’s name?”
Zhao Yaqian sweetly replied, “Tang Song, the Tang Song from the Tang and Song dynasties.”
“Tang Song…” Lin Muxue’s expression gradually froze.
A figure named “Tang Song” emerged in her mind, remembering his cold and handsome image on stage.
Her gaze was momentarily lost before quickly returning to normal.
She had seen his entire transformation journey on Little Red Book, and through the photos, she had glimpsed his actual living standards.
This programmer had high execution ability and was excellent, but his financial power was not outstanding.
The gap between him and someone with a family trust, living in a penthouse, was immense.
With a sigh, Lin Muxue retracted her scattered thoughts.
If it were her college self, she would definitely like such a guy—steadfast, enterprising, capable, with good looks and physique.
However, after a series of events, her rising vanity made it hard for her to feel the same way as before.
She raised her head to look ahead.
From the corner of her eye, a bright white appeared, like a snow-capped mountain under the moonlight, pure and dazzling.
Lin Muxue's eyes lit up and she immediately looked in that direction.
Next, a Bentley slowly drove in from the intersection, like a piece of pure and flawless jade embedded in the bustling cityscape.
The lines of the car were smooth and elegant, exquisitely crafted like a work of art, every detail radiating charming allure.
Under the evening sun, the Bentley emblem sparkled brightly, like a gem on a crown, splendid and brilliant.
As a seasoned luxury goods postgraduate, Lin Muxue quickly made an accurate judgment.
Bentley Continental GT, top configuration! A two-door coupe priced at 4 million!
An unquestionable top luxury car!
Lin Muxue licked her lips, her eyes filled with heat and imagination.
She had once shared a low-configured 4.0T with others in a dealership in Hangzhou, took many photos, and even test drove it, leaving a deep impression.
As the vehicle slowly approached, the smooth, mirror-like paint reflected the surrounding street scene, creating a mesmerizing beauty.
The subtle sound of the wheels grinding against the ground echoed as the Bentley turned on its right indicator and slowly moved toward her.
Through the front windshield, she could vaguely see a young man inside who seemed somewhat familiar.
“Zhi—” The sound of brakes echoed as the vehicle came to a stop beside her.
“Click—” The car door was pushed open.
A tall and clean figure suddenly appeared on the bustling street, becoming a striking sight.
A crisp white shirt, tousled hair blown by the breeze, handsome features, a well-proportioned and tall figure, and the gleaming Patek Philippe on his wrist reflecting the surrounding scenery of the Continental GT…
What she saw before her was like a meticulously crafted painting, tugging at her heartstrings.
“Thump—thump—”
Lin Muxue clearly heard her heartbeat, her brain nearly unable to think.
The background blurred infinitely, and her steps unconsciously moved forward, seemingly wanting to get closer to him.
“Brother Song!”
“Tap, tap, tap—” The sound of high heels clicking on the ground, Zhao Yaqian sprinted over, embracing him tightly, her warm lips kissing him.
The world fell silent, and Lin Muxue's feet froze in place.
As if rooted to the ground, she could no longer move.
Her hands dangled at her sides, half-open and half-closed, her body stiff and muscles tense.
It felt as if a hand was choking her throat, making it a bit hard to breathe.
…
As their lips slowly parted.
Zhao Yaqian’s gaze was filled with tenderness, “Brother Song, thank you for everything you’ve done for me. I won’t disappoint you either.”
Tang Song felt her soft waist and smiled gently, “Do your best, beautician friend!”
Hearing the familiar words, Zhao Yaqian let out a chuckle.
The love in her eyes seemed to drown him, unable to resist giving him another kiss on the cheek.
Her height, combined with high heels, made her even slightly taller than Tang Song, making it especially convenient to kiss.
Tang Song patted her thin back and turned his gaze to Lin Muxue standing on the curb, smiling and nodding at her.
Today, Lin Muxue’s outfit was still very much on point—ex
quisite heavy makeup paired with a gorgeous short skirt, looking sexy and beautiful.
Then he curiously asked, “Qianqian, how did you come to know Lin Muxue?”
Zhao Yaqian was momentarily taken aback, her mouth slightly agape, “Brother Song, you know Xiaoxue?”
“Hmm, I would say we’re acquainted.” Tang Song nodded lightly.
He had been quite interested in this fate-filled Xiaoxue initially; their encounters had been fun.
Plus, when they met while under the effect of the 【Lucky Buff】, he took the initiative to add her on WeChat.
However, although she accepted the friend request, she had locked her Moments.
A few simple exchanges indicated she was rather indifferent.
Tang Song had thus given up on probing further and hadn’t contacted her again.
“That’s such a coincidence!” Zhao Yaqian smiled and said, “Xiaoxue is a member of our beauty salon, taking great care of me; we’re very good friends. I went to sign the contract today, and she accompanied me as my witness.”
“Oh?” Tang Song raised his eyebrows in surprise, an odd feeling washing over him.
It seemed he really had a fate with her; they bumped into each other every so often, and now she had become good friends with Qianqian.
Standing on the curb, Lin Muxue felt icy all over, her heart racing inexplicably.
Her arms moved unconsciously, and she opened her mouth, stammering, “G-g-good afternoon, didn’t expect it to be you… Qianqian… boyfriend, what a coincidence.”
She wasn’t sure what she was saying; her mind felt somewhat out of control, and her speech was disjointed.
Zhao Yaqian looked at her with concern, “Xiaoxue, are you okay?”
“Oh, yeah.” Lin Muxue forced a stiff smile, “I’m fine.”
“I feel like you don’t look too well; how about you go home and rest?” Zhao Yaqian sincerely said, “Xiaoxue, thanks for today; let’s get together again when we have time.”
“Okay.”
“Bye.”
Tang Song also nodded to her, turning back to the driver’s seat, closing the car door casually.
Zhao Yaqian waved to Lin Muxue through the car window as the white Bentley slowly merged into the traffic, gradually disappearing around the corner under the evening glow.
Lin Muxue’s gaze lingered, unable to retract, her face pale, and her lips tightly pressed.
After a while, she slowly walked towards the community gate, her steps a bit unsteady.
…
In the quiet car.
Tang Song turned to examine the beautician in a new style.
The fitted shirt outlined her rounded curves, and the high-quality stockings subtly revealed a delicate and plump flesh tone.
Though she was dressed quite formally and appropriately, her sexy and alluring body and vibrant face made her look incredibly tempting.
Especially the plump and bouncy thighs beneath the stockings, exuding a full allure.
Tang Song felt restless, wanting to immediately wrap his arm around her shoulders.
Thinking of this, his right hand moved toward the passenger seat.
The perfect touch stirred his emotions, and he couldn’t help but tighten his grip, beginning to wander.
Zhao Yaqian, letting out a few “hum hums,” completely dared not resist.
Biting her lip, she whispered, “Brother Song, this outfit I’m wearing belongs to Xiaoxue; it wouldn’t be good if it got damaged.”
Tang Song's right hand paused; no wonder he felt this outfit looked familiar—it belonged to Lin Muxue.
Recalling the chance encounter on the street heading to Yunxi Tower. (Chapter 146)
Goodness! This scene felt somewhat reminiscent of “Pinru’s outfit.”
Looking at the lightweight and breathable stockings, they should also be easy to tear.
Tang Song, feeling parched, said, “It’s fine; I’ll compensate her double the price!”