novelraw Chapter 227: The Beauty Therapist’s Little Tips
Chapter 227: The Beauty Therapist’s Little Tips
Soft lighting filled the spacious bedroom as a popular variety show played on the TV.
The room resonated with bursts of laughter, banter, and upbeat music.
Zhao Yaqian reclined lazily on the bed, wearing a simple camisole dress, her hair loosely draped over her shoulders.
Next to her were snacks, fruit slices, and drinks.
Her eyes stayed glued to the screen, her wide grin giving her an unrestrained, carefree look.
Because of the suite's large size and Tang Song’s deliberate silence as he approached, the fully engrossed beauty therapist didn’t notice his presence.
Tang Song stood quietly at the bedroom door, watching her with a soft smile.
At her core, Qianqian was still the same simple and earnest beauty therapist he had met for the first time.
Sudden wealth hadn’t made her lose her sense of self, though that was partly thanks to the family trust.
On one hand, it imposed some restraint; on the other, it provided a safety net for her future.This way, she wasn’t blinded by the rush of newfound riches.
“Ha~” Zhao Yaqian yawned and sat up to stretch lazily.
The fitted dress outlined the soft, full curves of her chest beautifully.
She grabbed her phone from the bedside table and checked the time. Then, her fingers started flying across the screen.
“Buzz, buzz—” Tang Song’s phone vibrated in his pocket.
He took it out to see her messages:
[Qianqian]: “Brother Song, what’s the gift you mentioned? Why hasn’t it arrived yet?”
[Qianqian]: “Honestly, I’m not super excited about the gift. I’m more excited to go back to Yan City and see you. I even bought you lots of presents, hehe.”
Tang Song chuckled, putting his phone back in his pocket, and walked into the room.
The sudden appearance of a young man in her suite made Zhao Yaqian gasp in surprise, her entire body trembling.
She froze for a moment, staring at him in disbelief. As if suspecting she was dreaming, she pinched her plump thigh hard. “Ouch!” A red mark quickly appeared on her fair skin.
“Ah!!!” She squealed and leapt from the bed, her long legs sprinting straight toward him.
A fragrant breeze swept past as Tang Song felt her weight against him. Zhao Yaqian wrapped herself tightly around him, her flushed face glowing with excitement as she held on to him for dear life.
“Brother Song, is this the gift you mentioned?!”
“I love you, Brother Song! Love you, love you! Mwah, mwah!” This text is hosted at novelFirｅ.net
She rained kisses all over his face—on his lips, brows, eyelids, and neck...
Her whispers of affection and her clinging embrace were intoxicating, and her soft, warm scent tickled his senses.
Tang Song took a deep breath, his thoughts swirling.
Before long, Zhao Yaqian’s strength began to waver.
“Qianqian, love isn’t just about saying it—it’s about doing it…”
Tang Song murmured provocatively into her ear, whispering a stream of sweet nothings that left her cheeks burning and her heart pounding.
Her boyfriend seemed particularly charming and playful tonight.
Before long, the room dissolved into delightful chaos.
The night deepened.
The lights in the room dimmed.
The beauty therapist slipped on a pair of high heels and stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the nightscape.
“Brother, is it beautiful?”
“It’s beautiful,” Tang Song replied earnestly.
Under the soft glow of the faint light, her silhouette was stunning.
Her smooth skin resembled silk, flawless and radiant.
The elegant curve of her back began at her slender neck, tracing downward into a gentle and mesmerizing arc.
Her spine was straight, and her shoulder blades subtly protruded like butterfly wings poised for flight, exuding a lively beauty.
Her waist tapered in while her hips curved outward, striking the perfect balance between grace and strength.
Her figure was exceptional.
Standing over a hundred meters above the ground, holding his beloved beauty therapist, and overlooking the scenic Suzhou Creek, Tang Song felt utterly captivated by Shanghai’s luxurious nightlife.
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June 11, 2023, Sunday, Cloudy to Overcast, 22–30°C
At dawn, the faint light of morning seeped into the room.
Zhao Yaqian struggled to open her eyes in the dim bedroom. Memories of the previous night surfaced in her mind, making her smile with delight.
Tang Song had been especially gentle and attentive, showering her with sweet words while caring deeply for her feelings.
For the first time, she truly felt what it meant to be loved.
She carefully slipped out of bed, not wanting to wake Tang Song, and walked naked to the bathroom in the living room to take a shower.
Although last night had been exhausting, her recent good rest, youth, and vitality quickly revitalized her.
Despite her habit of sleeping in, she woke early today with a clear purpose.
Her experiences over the past few weeks had made her realize she needed to change.
Providing emotional value to her boyfriend couldn’t just be lip service.
This was why she had recently splurged on full-body treatments, planned to start working out, and even considered learning about fashion. She also resolved to read a few books Tang Song liked—despite her strong dislike for reading.
After a fragrant hot shower, she dried her hair, styled it, applied meticulous makeup, and spritzed on his favorite perfume.
Quietly, she slipped into the walk-in closet, retrieved the clothes she had bought a few days ago, and selected the most seductive outfit.
Standing before the mirror, Zhao Yaqian couldn’t help but twirl in place, blowing herself a kiss. “Beautiful Zhao is naturally stunning. No wonder Brother Song loves me so much. Mwah~”
Next, she opened a cabinet in the closet, pulling out the gifts she had prepared for Tang Song: two hardcover books, a premium electric razor, some men’s skincare products, and an Hermès outfit.
She carefully arranged the gifts on the nightstand, then tiptoed back into bed, snuggling close to Tang Song.
Her eyes sparkled with joy.
When Brother Song wakes up, he’ll see a gorgeous, fragrant me and all these gifts. He’ll definitely be happy, right?
With that thought, she pressed her face to his chest, silently counting his heartbeats while grinning from ear to ear.
Just lying against him made her feel content and blissful.
Her mind wandered back to their journey together:
Meeting him at Yizi Beauty Salon.
A slightly overweight, rough-skinned programmer and a debt-ridden, soon-to-be-unemployed beauty therapist.
Exchanging contacts, signing up for a membership, Swarovski earrings, handmade skewers on a rainy day…
His guidance on skincare, their road trip plans, his meticulous care, the deepening of their relationship, and the small steps they took closer to each other.
The troubles with her family, her confusion and hesitations, his care and love on rainy days, his confession, and her silence…
As she reminisced, Zhao Yaqian smiled, pouted, and occasionally showed a hint of guilt.
When Tang Song opened his eyes, it was already past 7 AM.
His nose twitched, catching the delightful scent of perfume lingering around him.
He immediately noticed the beauty therapist lying in his arms.
Her full, round hips were hugged tightly by a fitted skirt and stockings, her chest prominently rising, and her face adorned with heavy makeup.
She looked sultry and alluring to the extreme.
As soon as Zhao Yaqian saw Tang Song awake, she wiggled slightly, raised her face, and said, “Good morning, Brother! Another day of loving you has begun. I bought you lots of gifts—they’re over there. Let me know if you like them!”
Her large, sparkling eyes gazed up at him as she behaved like an obedient kitten.
Tang Song took a deep breath, looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar Qianqian.
D**n! Beauty therapist friend, are you trying to get pregnant?!
With the boost of the Heartthrob Aura (LV3), Tang Song was in peak form these days—full of energy and vigor. He didn’t know how much longer he could withstand such temptation.
9:00 AM
After breakfast, Lin Muxue sat at her computer, diligently editing a video.
Strictly speaking, the biggest gain from this Shanghai trip wasn’t the Hermès Birkin bag—it was her social media accounts.
Her Douyin followers skyrocketed from 250,000 to 580,000.
Her Little Red Book followers climbed from 13,000 to 20,000.
The high-quality videos, featuring eye-catching elements like the Maybach, Bentley, Bulgari Hotel, Shanghai Film Festival, and candid shots of celebrities, were a hit with users.
Seeing the potential, she had spent over 10,000 yuan on promotion in the past few days.
Because her account’s persona was that of a financially savvy, well-educated White Rich Beauty Woman, the algorithm had delivered her content to a very precise audience.
With this boost in followers, the price for her advertising collaborations was poised to rise.
Unfortunately, due to her persona, she couldn’t dive into live-streaming e-commerce, which made monetizing a bit tricky.
Opening her bank app, she glanced at her balance—95,000 yuan.
Seeing the number, she gritted her teeth. Those “investment gurus” at her company had convinced her to buy a few stocks and funds, but she’d lost nearly 10% of her capital.
My hard-earned money, gone! That 10,000 yuan loss is enough to break my heart.
She transferred 10,000 yuan from her WeChat balance into her bank account.
Opening Alipay, she sent 105,000 yuan to Zhao Yaqian, attaching a message:
[Lin Muxue]: “Qianqian, I’ve transferred the money for the Hermès bag to your Alipay. Please check.”
Finally, she let out a breath of relief.
Once Tang Song sees the Hermès Birkin bags that both Qianqian and I have, he’ll definitely know they were gifts from ‘Miss Su.’ If I didn’t pay Qianqian back, my persona would completely crumble—and it would leave a terrible impression on Tang Song.
If only she had more money, she’d have sent an extra few thousand just to say something like, “We’re best friends! Sister Xue wouldn’t take advantage of you for nothing!”
Looking at her WeChat balance, which had dwindled to 8,000 yuan, she felt an instant headache.
Her credit card bill would be due on the 20th, and she owed over 10,000 yuan.
Hopefully, I’ll secure a few more ad deals soon.
“Buzz, buzz.”
A message popped up.
[Qianqian]: “Got it! Oh, by the way, Xiao Xue, I’m going on a movie date with Brother Song today, so I can’t join you.”
Seeing this message, Lin Muxue couldn’t help feeling a pang of envy.
Spending the night with Tang Song, then enjoying a romantic date and hearing his sweet words—what a fairy-tale life!
“Buzz, buzz.” Another vibration.
[Tang Song]: “Xiao Xue, get ready. You’ll be coming with me shortly—I have a task for you.”
Lin Muxue’s heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushing red.
So I’m included too!?
Just thinking about going out with a heartthrob makes me so excited!
Licking her lips, she quickly typed back:
[Lin Muxue]: “Okay! By the way, where are we going? I need to prepare the right outfit for the occasion.”
As a stylish, elegant, and well-educated woman, she always had to ensure she dressed appropriately when accompanying her idol—to give him the best experience and the utmost face!
“Buzz, buzz.”
[Tang Song]: “WJ Marriott Hotel.map”
“Wha—” Lin Muxue’s jaw dropped further and further as she stared at the message. Her mind spun in dizzying circles.