novelraw Chapter 182: Xiaojing: How interesting!
Chapter 182: Xiaojing: How interesting!
Hearing a commotion, Liang Yufan, who had been playing on his phone, furrowed his brows, stood up from the booth, and approached with a darkening expression.
Yue Minyang and Su Hang also felt uncomfortable.
Although they weren’t lacking attractive girls around them, Tian Jing was different.
She was Tian Chengye's only daughter, had a great personality, and an exceptional appearance.
If they were to find a girlfriend who matched their status, she would be the ideal choice.
“Wow, he looks even better in person! Great physique—totally my type!” The female colleague next to Qi Wen’s eyes lit up.
It was her first time seeing him in person, as she had joined the company more recently.
“Then you should ask for his WeChat later, see what Little Jing says.”
“They look so good together, and it’s quite romantic.”
Tang Song had been photographed secretly by many girls when he first joined the company, and those photos circulated for a while.So, even without direct contact, people recognized him.
Pei Xinxin smiled at those nearby, “Look, Tang Song is here now. You can ask him yourself.”
Hearing this, Lu Ziming, Qiu Yu, and the others turned to look downstairs, surprised.
“Tang Song?”
“Where is he?”
“There, the one in the dark suit. The girl next to him is Tian Jing,” Pei Xinxin pointed.
Wang Ning was the first to recognize him, and his already flushed face fell instantly.
This guy! So unlucky! Why did he have to run into him everywhere?
On the bar's ground floor, the crowd moved to the music's rhythm.
Tian Jing, dressed in haute couture, with fair skin and stunning features, stood out and drew many gazes.
Her black dress swayed gently under the dim lights, dotted with twinkling diamonds.
From the second floor, she looked like stardust descending into the night.
After asking a server for the location of their booth, Tang Song took her hand and cut through the crowd, striding toward the hardwood stairs.
Tian Jing's eyes crinkled in a smile as she gripped his hand, stepping lively as if dancing to the music's beat.
The staircase, with its leather-wrapped railings, retro lamps, and aged gears, felt cinematic.
Tang Song lifted his chin and led Tian Jing up.
His well-fitted suit outlined broad shoulders and a narrow waist, while his handsome features appeared shadowed and alluring in the dim light.
There was an unexplainable charm about him.
As they ascended and turned the corner, their figures briefly disappeared and then reappeared, making their way to the center of the second floor.
Lu Ziming's eyes twitched as he saw the striking couple, especially once he recognized Tang Song's face. “Damn, it really is old Song. Since when did he become so flashy?”
He did remember Tang Song mentioning dieting, but this was a drastic transformation!
And when did he get such an impressive girlfriend? He’d never heard about it.
“That’s Tang Song!? You must be joking,” Qiu Yu stared, stunned.
The other classmates were equally shocked.
None of them could connect this dazzling young man with the Tang Song they knew from university.
…
The song on stage came to an end.
Amid the sound of polished shoes tapping the floor, Tang Song approached with Tian Jing.
He soon spotted a few familiar faces near the railing, a surprised look crossing his face.
He paused and gave a slight smile, “What a coincidence.”
He then stepped forward and patted Lu Ziming on the shoulder, “Ziming, didn’t you say the gathering was yesterday?”
“Qiu Yu’s company had an emergency, so she only arrived in Yan City today, and we pushed it back a day.” Lu Ziming licked his lips, scanning Tang Song up and down, still in disbelief. “You… your weight loss results are insane! It’s only been a few months, and you’re a completely different person.”
“Heh, that’s what hard work does,” Tang Song chuckled, then greeted the other former classmates.
As Tang Song met Qiu Yu’s gaze, her heart raced, and she could hear the “thump, thump” echo in her ears.
His high nose bridge, slightly flushed thin lips, perfectly white teeth, and long, graceful hands.
Young, handsome, tall, and confident, he exuded an air of composure that seemed to say he had everything under control.
Standing there, he naturally became the center of attention, radiating a unique charm.
Among all the boys she had met, his presence stood out the most.
Next to him, Du Shaokai paled in comparison, even the group of wealthy men at the nearby booth couldn't measure up.
Who would have thought that their once unremarkable classmate had changed so dramatically?
“Hi, Tang Song! It’s been three years. You’ve changed so much. Do you still remember me?” Qiu Yu took a deep breath and waved at him.
Tang Song smiled and nodded, “Qiu Yu, of course, I remember. And Cao Ziyi, Xue Ming…”
Wang Ning’s red face darkened even further when Tang Song ignored him.
Tian Jing tilted her head, curious, “Song, are these your classmates?”
“Yeah, university friends.”
“Oh, good evening, everyone. I’m Tian Jing, nice to meet you all.” Tian Jing greeted them warmly and graciously.
“Hello,” several voices echoed back.
Her fair, beautiful face, curvaceous figure, and stylish, aristocratic demeanor left some of the boys breathless and red-faced.
Wang Ning clenched his fists, his gaze on Tang Song burning with envy and resentment.
How could such a beautiful and well-behaved White Rich Beauty end up with Tang Song?
Qiu Yu looked at the elegant White Rich Beauty and recalled what others had mentioned about her status earlier. A sudden sense of inferiority and loss overwhelmed her, making it hard to meet anyone's eyes.
“Little Jing! You finally made it!” Qi Wen approached and complained, “One moment you’re coming, then you’re not. You’re such a tease.”
Tian Jing stuck out her tongue playfully, “But I did come in the end, and I brought someone with me.”
Qi Wen smiled and turned to Tang Song, “Good evening, President Tang.”
“Good evening, Qi Wen.” Tang Song nodded lightly.
“Welcome to our little gathering, President Tang!” Li Junyi stepped forward enthusiastically, “This is a pleasant surprise, making our gathering all the more special tonight! Haha.”
“Good evening, President Tang, Little Jing.” “President Tang looks dashing tonight, and Jing Jing is beautiful too.”
Three female colleagues approached with cheerful greetings.
Su Hang and Yue Minyang exchanged glances and followed suit, “Good evening, President Tang!”
After all, he was their company's executive.
As the CTO of Jinxiu Commerce, Tang Song held a position second only to the vice president.
Anyone serious about their career in the company knew this interaction was significant, especially at a team-building event.
Liang Yufan stood silently, frowning as he watched Tang Song and Tian Jing’s intertwined hands.
Li Junyi subtly blocked his view, laughing, “Honestly, with a leader like you here, the pressure’s on. Guys, let’s make sure to toast President Tang later and see if we can get him tipsy.”
Li Junyi had a vivid impression of the CTO, driving an S-Class Mercedes, nominated by Smile Capital’s board members.
It was clear he wasn’t as ordinary as rumors claimed.
Now, with the added connection to Tian Jing, he could well become Tian Chengye’s son-in-law.
This was someone worth building rapport with.
…
“President Tang?”
Hearing this title repeatedly, Qiu Yu and the others finally understood.
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Then they looked at Tang Song, who maintained his composed demeanor, speaking and acting with ease.
“I’ll join my colleagues first, Ziming, you guys continue having fun. I’ll catch up with you later.” Tang Song said, patting Lu Ziming on the arm and moving with Li Junyi to the booth.
Lu Ziming pressed his lips together, his gaze at Tang Song turning unfamiliar.
After New Year’s, when Tang Song moved to Yan City, they had a few meals together.
Back then, Tang Song’s impression was reserved, downcast, overweight, and sloppy.
He hadn’t even seemed as good as he was in college.
Now, meeting again, everything had changed drastically.
Lu Ziming nudged Pei Xinxin’s shoulder, asking, “Xinxin, is Tang Song your company’s leader now?”
“Yeah, he’s the CTO, the head of the tech division, and was personally recommended by Smile Capital. Far above us regular staff and small supervisors,” Pei Xinxin said, waving her glow stick. “I’m going to hang out with my colleagues now. Bye!”
She skipped back to the booth, joining in the cheers and drinks.
Lu Ziming and the others exchanged stunned looks.
Their university classmate was now Jinxiu Commerce’s Chief Technology Officer, a top executive.
Most of their class pursued programming careers, with the most successful ones joining major firms or, like Wang Ning, becoming department heads at startups.
The ultimate goal for their career track was to become a CTO.
Qiu Yu took a deep breath, her lips pressed tightly, eyes complicated.
Who would’ve thought that Tang Song had such hidden potential back in university?
A few classmates working in development around Yan City felt a wave of nervous anticipation.
If they could befriend Tang Song, a word from him could get them into
a high-potential company like Jinxiu Commerce.
Wang Ning was seething with jealousy, yet helpless.
Back in university, he had always looked down on Tang Song, seeing him as overly studious and socially inept.
He always assumed Tang Song’s behavior was an act to show off.
After all, being the tech lead at a chain coffee company wasn’t necessarily more impressive than being the technical director of an online housekeeping platform.
But now, he realized Tang Song had truly outpaced him, becoming a CTO and dating a White Rich Beauty, achieving the ultimate life goal.
That was the life Wang Ning had always dreamed of.
If someone like Tian Jing were in the picture, he’d even consider abandoning his college crush, the untouchable Shen Yuyan.
Gazing at Tang Song and Tian Jing at the booth—
Damn it! You bastard!
Wang Ning bit down so hard he nearly drew blood.
…
“Clink, clink,” the sound of glasses toasting filled the room.
The rhythmic beat of the music continued in the background.
After some polite chitchat and joking from Li Junyi and the female colleagues, the atmosphere was lively.
Thanks to Little Jing’s introductions, Tang Song learned about these people’s backgrounds.
Su Hang from the auditing department, whose family ran a food processing company with several well-known local brands.
Pei Xinxin from the marketing department, whose family was in pharmaceuticals.
Qi Wen from the channels department, whose father was the head of a state-owned enterprise.
…
As Tian Chengye had mentioned, these people had powerful and complex connections.
They chatted while sipping their drinks, with topics ranging from work to leisure.
Li Junyi was particularly outgoing, initiating several toasts with Tang Song.
When he heard Tang Song was into motorcycles, he took out his phone and added Tang Song’s WeChat, sending him pictures of his bikes.
He also added Tang Song to a local biker group.
“This is a group I set up for riding buddies. There aren’t many members, but they’re all interesting. Young folks from various professions. We go for rides, mountain runs, photography, camping, long trips, and share motorcycle knowledge and techniques.”
He clinked glasses with Tang Song, adding with a grin in front of Tian Jing, “There are quite a few beauties in there too. One girl who recently joined is a college student—cool and stylish, really attractive.”
Little Jing blinked but said nothing.
Pretty girls were nice to look at, after all. She herself liked them too.
Tang Song took a sip and laughed, “Next time there’s an event, let’s go together. I’m still a beginner, learning the ropes.”
Ever since he got his Ninja 400, he’d grown increasingly fond of motorcycles.
But he hadn’t ventured far, sticking to short rides in the vicinity.
Going on a trip with a group seemed fun and safer.
Completing the riding skill would probably help him finish the “Self-Pleasure” mission as well.
A new singer, likely an internet celebrity, took the stage as the lively music surged and electrified the crowd.
Cheers and shouts rose in waves.
Laser lights swept across the room.
The colleagues at the booth got excited, moving in rhythm to the music.
“Song, should I show you a dance?” Little Jing looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.
Her pale cheeks, flushed from drinking, made her look adorably irresistible.
It made one want to kiss her.
“Sure!” Tang Song nodded immediately.
Little Jing’s eyes turned crescent-shaped with joy, her smile sweet.
She pulled him out of the booth and stood by the glass railing on the second floor, cheering toward the stage and beginning to dance.
It seemed to be a 2D-inspired otaku dance. Little Jing was clearly well-practiced, improvising fluidly to the live beat.
Under the vibrant lights.
The custom-fitted short black dress hugged her body, accentuating her curves.
The hem swayed gracefully with her movements, glinting like starlight.
Her fingers drew arcs in the air, her waist swaying flexibly with the rhythm.
Long hair flowed over her shoulders, bouncing gently with each turn and leap.
She resembled a fairy in the night, both fiery and elegant.
The surrounding attention gradually centered on her, but Little Jing only looked at Tang Song, her lips lifted in a smile.
Tang Song’s heartbeat quickened as he watched.
Wang Ning’s eyes turned red with jealousy, silently cursing Tang Song.
Lu Ziming glanced between Tian Jing and Tang Song, feeling a pang of envy.
He had met many wealthy beauties, but none had a personality as good as hers.
Sweet, fun, and capable of providing emotional value. It was enviable.
Even the usually quiet Liang Yufan couldn’t hold back, standing up and making his way downstairs after exchanging words with Li Junyi.
A song ended.
Little Jing bounced back to Tang Song, eyes bright and playful, “Song, how was it? Did you like it?”
Tang Song nodded sincerely, “It was amazing, beautiful.”
Little Jing tilted her head, extending her hand playfully, “So… any reward?”
With a light sheen of sweat on her forehead from the energetic dance, her flushed face and subtle fragrance were captivating.
Tang Song pressed his lips, leaned in slightly, and kissed her on the cheek.
Soft, sweet, perfect.
“Ah!” Tian Jing gasped, her face turning bright red like a ripe apple, hands clasped tightly in front of her.
Oh my gosh! Tang Song kissed me!
This was my first kiss!
Ah! So romantic! So fun!
It was a bit quick though, like Zhu Bajie gobbling a ginseng fruit!
At least it wasn’t on the lips!
Suddenly, she noticed his lips were quite appealing too. What would a real kiss feel like?
Back in the booth, Little Jing’s heart still raced.
After a kiss, the rest shouldn’t be a big deal, right?
Little Jing shared her dancing tips with Tang Song while holding his hand and placing it on her leg without hesitation, enjoying the feel of his long fingers and defined knuckles.
Then she pulled out her phone and snapped a close selfie with Tang Song.
Seeing how he cooperated, Little Jing stamped her foot in excitement. A kiss really changed everything!
She edited the photo, cropping it to show only their lower hands, and sent it to the “Second Dimension’s Best Moments” group chat.
Captioning it with excitement: “Hehe! From now on, these hands are mine to play with!”
Since it was Saturday night, the group chat exploded instantly.
…
At Beicheng Garden Community.
The sound of rapid typing filled the air.
Xu Qing listened to music, a smile of excitement on her face as she worked diligently on her writing.
Recently, with the introduction of the second male lead, she felt deeply connected, making the storyline even more engaging.
A vivid character took shape on the page.
Young, handsome, successful, gentle, and thoughtful.
Her book was a hit, its popularity and earnings climbing steadily.
Some readers even sent generous rewards, asking her to turn the second male lead into the main one.
Ultimately, due to overwhelming reader demand, "Tang Song" became the story’s leading man, beginning an intimate relationship with the heroine, “Xu Yanqing.”
“Ding-dong,” a WeChat notification popped up.
Someone had tagged her in a group.
Opening the message, Xu Qing’s expression turned serious.
Damn it! That’s my male lead! Er, I mean, that’s my main character!