novelraw Chapter 215: Xiaoxue’s Classmate
Chapter 215: Xiaoxue’s Classmate
Around 1 PM.
“We’re only staying for five days. The hotel will have all the basics.”
“Mm-hmm, if we forget something, we can always buy it there.”
“Exactly. Qian Qian, you need to shift your mindset—you're a bona fide rich lady now!”
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“Xiaoxue, the trust company staff just called. The car taking us to the airport will be here soon.”
“Let’s go, time to head out!”
The sound of rolling luggage echoed in the hallway.
“Bang!” The heavy gray armored door shut firmly behind them.
The two women took the elevator down to the first floor, passing through the spacious, well-lit lobby before stepping outside.The sight that greeted them made their eyes widen.
A gentle breeze rustled the leaves lining the road as the sunlight filtered through.
A sleek black luxury sedan glided smoothly into view.
The car’s glossy surface seemed to absorb the surrounding light, exuding an air of prestige and authority.
Its wheels rolled forward with a deliberate, unhurried grace, the epitome of dignified elegance. Discover more novels at novel·fire·net
Lin Muxue licked her lips, her face flushed with a hint of excitement.
A Maybach S-Class!
Even just heading to the airport, they were treated to such top-tier luxury!
Is this the treatment of Tang Song’s “canary”?
“Click—” The front doors of the Maybach opened, and two tall, poised women stepped out.
Both wore sharp suits, their features soft yet refined, exuding the polished demeanor of professional assistants.
The woman stepping out from the passenger side smiled and greeted them. “Good afternoon, ladies. I’m Wang Xiao, your designated assistant for today’s transport.”
She and the driver quickly approached, taking their luggage and placing it in the trunk.
Then, Wang Xiao opened the rear passenger door and gestured politely. “Please, step inside.”
Lin Muxue was tempted to climb in first but wisely let Zhao Yaqian enter before circling around to the other side.
After all, she was just the companion—Zhao Yaqian was the true VIP.
As someone with keen emotional intelligence and awareness, Lin Muxue knew to conduct herself appropriately.
She didn’t want to upset Zhao Yaqian or her trust team, ensuring she could continue enjoying the perks of tagging along.
The black Maybach started up smoothly, rolling away with understated elegance.
From the passenger seat, Wang Xiao’s voice was calm and composed. “Since there was no first-class availability for your flight, business class has been arranged. The flight departs at 3 PM and will arrive at Pudong International Airport at 5 PM. A reception team will meet you there. If you have any issues during your journey, please don’t hesitate to contact our rights service department…”
After she finished explaining the details, Zhao Yaqian nodded quickly. “Got it, thank you.”
Lin Muxue had already gone over these details with her, including boarding procedures and the services they could expect.
First-class options were rare for domestic flights, only available on larger aircraft on select routes.
Lin Muxue, holding her phone, snapped a few photos of the luxurious car interior. Thoughts of her upcoming five-day “show-off” tour in Shanghai filled her with excitement.
She’d only ever stayed at a five-star hotel once or twice, splitting the cost with others.
Flying was rare for her, and she’d only booked business class once during a steep discount.
But as a graduate of an “Airline Service” program, many of her classmates worked for airlines, so she was very familiar with these perks.
“Ms. Zhao, the car’s fragrance, temperature, and music were adjusted according to the preferences you provided. If you feel uncomfortable at any time, please let us know.”
“It’s perfect, everything’s great!” Zhao Yaqian said, her face flushing slightly at the overly attentive service.
Beside her, Lin Muxue bit her lip, nearly moved to tears with envy.
The trust company had previously collected detailed information about Zhao Yaqian, including her height, weight, measurements, preferences, and habits.
For example, her hotel room would be set to her preferred temperature and humidity levels, with pillows customized to her liking.
Even the bathroom’s toilet paper had been selected based on her preferences.
And now, it seemed the trust company truly intended to deliver a fully tailored experience.
This isn’t just “canary” treatment—it’s more like how a wealthy family’s mistress would be cared for!
Tang Song, oh Tang Song! How can I earn this kind of attention from you?
If all it took was sharing his bed, Lin Muxue was confident that crawling under his blanket would earn her an invitation without hesitation.
After all, Tang Song had actively asked for her WeChat before.
But such a relationship would never compare to becoming his actual girlfriend.
Thinking back to how coldly she’d treated him over WeChat, Lin Muxue felt the urge to slap herself.
Lin Muxue knew all too well: a billionaire like Tang Song wouldn’t lack women to share his bed.
She didn’t believe that such a superficial relationship would ever earn his genuine regard.
At first, she’d been dismissive of him because of his low-profile demeanor. But now that she knew his true worth, throwing herself at him would only make her look desperate—a shameless opportunist.
Lin Muxue had been treading carefully, doing her best not to act provocatively or annoy him.
What she truly wanted was to become someone like Zhao Yaqian—a woman Tang Song adored and trusted enough to make a beneficiary of his trust fund.
2 PM
The Maybach S-Class rolled to a stop outside the airport.
The female assistant helped carry their luggage as she escorted them into the terminal.
They headed straight to the business-class check-in counter to drop off their bags.
Then, bypassing the standard lines, they went through the exclusive security checkpoint and made their way to the business-class lounge.
The entire process was seamless, effortless, and brimming with elegance.
Seated on a plush white sofa in the lounge, Zhao Yaqian curiously observed her surroundings.
The tasteful furniture was arranged harmoniously, and the small, refined coffee tables held fresh fruit, curated snacks, and a variety of beverages.
In one corner, there was a separate business area and reading space.
The atmosphere was warm and inviting—truly outstanding.
Zhao Yaqian once again marveled at how luxurious life could be when money was no object.
Meanwhile, Lin Muxue, having taken her customary photos for social media, began subtly probing Zhao Yaqian about Tang Song’s preferences and habits.
After sampling some fruit and snacks, a smiling staff member approached them to announce that it was time to board.
As business-class passengers, they had access to a private boarding corridor, skipping lines and boarding early via a dedicated shuttle bus.
When the shuttle stopped and they stepped onto the jet bridge, Lin Muxue walked forward confidently, head held high and a faint smirk on her lips.
Her graceful figure swayed with every step, her long, waterfall-like hair bouncing gently against her shoulders. The faint scent of premium perfume followed her movements.
She carried an LV Capucines handbag, wore refined high heels, and her black designer outfit accentuated her tall, elegant physique.
She looked so polished and poised that she could easily be mistaken for a flight attendant—if not for the evident luxury she exuded.
Behind her, Zhao Yaqian, equally dressed to impress, followed with purposeful strides.
She wore a tailored white blouse paired with a high-waisted black pencil skirt, her look understated yet elegant. Carrying her beloved Carryall handbag, she moved with confidence, her long legs drawing as much attention as her flawless complexion.
Together, the two women, both tall, beautiful, and impeccably groomed, turned heads wherever they went.
Once inside the plane, they quickly found their seats.
Lin Muxue’s face lit up with joy.
This flight featured a dual-aisle wide-body aircraft, offering business-class seating that felt comparable to high-speed rail’s premium business class.
With staggered seat layouts, adjustable headrests and lumbar support, and ample legroom, it was a far cry from the cramped accommodations of narrow-body jets, which were closer to first-class on a train.
Moments later, a uniformed flight attendant approached, carrying two pairs of disposable slippers.
Just as she opened her mouth to speak, her expression faltered slightly, and her heart skipped a beat. Her professionalism, however, kept her composure intact.
Lin Muxue raised an elegant brow, her face lighting up with surprise. “Li Xinyi?”
The flight attendant, Li Xinyi, pressed her lips together and replied, “Muxue, it really is you.”
Lin Muxue stood up with a smile, “Long time no see, old classmate! I remember hearing that you made it to business class service. Looks like you’re doing quite well for yourself.”
Li Xinyi, staring at her former university classmate, licked her dry lips, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Lin Muxue now stood before her in Chanel’s summer collection, carrying a 45,000 RMB LV handbag, wearing a 200,000+ RMB Vacheron Constantin Overseas watch, and adorned with a Bulgari diamond necklace.
Every inch of her radiated sophistication, style, and affluence.
She was exquisitely dressed, fashionable to the point of dazzling, and stunningly beautiful—completely unrecognizable from the frugal, penny-pinching Lin Muxue she remembered from college.