novelraw Chapter 256: A Summer Belonging to Su Yu
Chapter 256: A Summer Belonging to Su Yu
“Ding—” The elevator arrived on the 39th floor and came to a gentle stop.
As the doors slid open, Lin Muxue was greeted by black-suited security personnel quietly stationed on either side.
The scene was strikingly familiar.
It reminded her of the last time she and Qianqian went to Slover Trust to sign the beneficiary agreement. The setup then had been almost identical.
It seemed that those people had also been brought by Mo Xiangwan. Perhaps, on that day, there had even been a celebrity accompanying her who simply hadn’t made an appearance.
Trailing behind the two women, Lin Muxue couldn’t help but sneak glances at Su Yu’s back.
Tomorrow was Su Yu’s concert, so it wasn’t surprising that she was in Yan City.
The real question was why she was staying at Lanfeng International Apartments—and more importantly, how she knew Lin Muxue’s name.
The most plausible explanation was that Mo Xiangwan had told Su Yu about her.
To have Su Yu call her by name was enough to send a rush of excitement coursing through Lin Muxue.After all, Su Yu wasn’t just the hottest superstar right now but also the largest individual shareholder in Tang Zong Entertainment, a billionaire worth tens of billions.
Even Mo Xiangwan was just one of her employees!
Their footsteps halted abruptly as Su Yu reached for the handle of a door.
“Click—” The fingerprint lock activated, and the door opened.
Bright light from the apartment spilled into the corridor.
Su Yu and Mo Xiangwan entered first, with Lin Muxue cautiously following, shutting the door behind her.
Her eyes roamed the interior, curiosity piqued.
The apartment was spacious, much larger than the two-bedroom unit she had just rented downstairs.
The floors were made of polished marble, with natural, flowing patterns and a lustrous finish reminiscent of fine jade.
The décor reminded her of Tang Song’s apartment at Yanjing Tiancheng—a modern Italian style that balanced simplicity with luxury.
As she took it all in, a distinctively accented female voice came from the side:
“Oh, darling Su! It’s been so long! Honestly, I’ve missed you so much.”
The speaker was speaking English, her tone rising at the end of her sentences with a melodic lilt.
Turning her head, Lin Muxue saw a striking blonde woman walking toward them.
Dressed in short shorts and a fitted top, her long, shapely legs were on full display.
Her blue eyes were as deep and mysterious as a lake, shining with an alluring brilliance.
Lin Muxue’s heart skipped a beat.
It was Anne Kate, a member of Slover Trust’s committee and head of Kate Trust’s operations in Hong Kong.
“Long time no see, Anne.”
Su Yu’s soft voice broke through as she gently removed her mask and cap, revealing her breathtakingly perfect face.
Up close, Lin Muxue couldn’t help but marvel again: She’s so beautiful!
Her features were flawless enough to withstand the scrutiny of HD cameras. In person, her beauty carried an unmissable magnetism, exuding an aura that captivated all—men and women alike.
No wonder Su Yu had such a massive female fanbase.
Anne stepped forward and warmly embraced her, animatedly recounting her recent travels and asking about the song “Dream Echo.”
As Jin Meixiao’s close friend, Anne was familiar with Jin’s unique passions—particularly her obsession with dreams.
Tang Song’s composition must have struck a chord with her.
The four of them soon settled on the couch, Anne and Su Yu chatting enthusiastically in English.
Lin Muxue maintained a calm smile, but internally, she was spiraling.
Are they bullying me for having a low education level?!
She’d originally hoped to cozy up to Anne Kate, but the language barrier was a glaring obstacle.
It wasn’t like she could whip out a translation app and go back and forth!
“Muxue,” Mo Xiangwan’s voice suddenly drew her attention.
Lin Muxue immediately straightened. “Yes, President Mo?”
Mo Xiangwan’s bright, intelligent eyes fixed on her. “How’s your work at Slover Trust going? Everything smooth?”
“It’s great. My colleagues are all very friendly, and I really enjoy the work. Thank you for asking, President Mo,” Lin Muxue replied quickly.
Mo Xiangwan crossed her legs and leaned back slightly. “The reason I asked you over today is that I wanted to learn more about something from you.”
“Of course, what can I help you with?” Lin Muxue responded at once.
Mo Xiangwan glanced briefly at Su Yu and Anne, who were still chatting away. With a faint smile in her tone, she asked, “You’re close friends with Yaqian, and now you’re Tang Song’s assistant. Can you tell me a bit about their relationship? I’m curious.”
What the hell, sis?! What kind of weird hobby is this?!
Lin Muxue struggled to keep her composure, her gaze lowering slightly as she discreetly studied Mo Xiangwan.
Though she couldn’t compare to Su Yu or Anne, Mo Xiangwan was still an elegant and refined beauty.
While slightly older, her figure and skin were impeccably maintained, exuding a mature charm.
Still, Lin Muxue couldn’t help but wonder about her relationship with Tang Song.
Putting aside wealth and status, with Tang Song’s looks and charisma, he was undoubtedly popular with powerful women like Mo Xiangwan.
If Lin Muxue were in her position, she’d pin Tang Song down herself and never let go—purely for the satisfaction of both body and soul.
Could it be that Mo Xiangwan was jealous of Qianqian, who’d been lavished with cash and resources as Tang Song’s “canary”? Was she hoping to dig up some dirt through Lin Muxue?
Mo Xiangwan leaned forward slightly. “What’s the matter? Is it difficult to answer?”
“No, not at all. It’s just... I don’t know much, but I’ll tell you what I can.” Lin Muxue bit her lip and began softly, “They’re very close and cherish each other deeply. Tang Song is incredibly gentle and thoughtful, always full of surprises. After his morning workouts, he’ll even bring her breakfast…”
As Lin Muxue spoke, Su Yu and Anne gradually fell silent.
The quiet of the living room was broken only by her slightly trembling voice.
Under the scrutiny of three high-powered women, Lin Muxue felt like a small, helpless creature, utterly cornered.
She was terrified of saying the wrong thing and offending them but equally afraid of betraying her friend Qianqian.
So, she cobbled together her interactions with Tang Song and spliced in details from Qianqian’s relationship, praying it would suffice.
“That’s enough,” a light, serene voice cut her off abruptly.
Su Yu’s gaze drifted to the floor-to-ceiling windows. “I’m very tired today, and tomorrow’s the concert. I need to rest early.”
Anne raised a finely arched eyebrow but said nothing.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Su Yu, that was my mistake,” Lin Muxue stammered, looking visibly wronged.
But what could she do? Not one of the people in this room was someone she could afford to offend.
Mo Xiangwan shook her head lightly at Lin Muxue and stood up. “Let’s go, Muxue.”
Lin Muxue immediately followed, keeping her gaze lowered and her demeanor obedient.
“Bang!” The door closed firmly behind her.
Exhaling deeply, Lin Muxue felt a sense of relief wash over her.
I should really avoid these big shots in the future.
Once hailed as the great "Empress Muxue," she now felt crushed into a mere "Little Brother Muxue."
“Click, click, click—” Her heels echoed along the corridor as she approached the elevator.
Watching the elevator numbers tick down, her face suddenly turned pale, her heart racing, and her chest rising and falling sharply.
【“Ms. Zhao, you’re attending the Hermès event on the 10th. Ms. Su is aware of your…”】
Ms. Su? Su Yu?
Her thoughts froze. For a moment, her mind was blank, and everything around her blurred.
“Ding—” The elevator stopped at the 39th floor.
Lin Muxue shuddered, stumbling into the elevator as if fleeing from her terrifying suspicions.
Mo Xiangwan, Slover Trust, Anne Kate, Su Yu…
Leaning against the cold, metallic elevator wall, Lin Muxue’s face was ashen.
If Su Yu truly was the “Ms. Su” in question, how could she possibly tolerate Qianqian’s existence?
With Su Yu’s status, fame, looks, and figure, if she were Tang Song’s girlfriend, it would be utterly despair-inducing.
Even if Lin Muxue and Qianqian combined forces—and added He Liting for good measure—they wouldn’t stand a chance.
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
The so-called “Ms. Su” must be another actress with the surname Su, someone also affiliated with Tang Zong Entertainment, and acquainted with both Mo Xiangwan and Su Yu.
Even so, the idea was deeply unsettling.
Glaring at her reflection in the elevator mirror, Lin Muxue clenched her fists tightly.
Unlike Qianqian, she didn’t have the same stroke of luck. She had clawed her way to where she was now, even managing to sleep with Tang Song.
If she didn’t keep improving herself, she would eventually be replaced, crushed by some newcomer.
Anne shrugged as she looked at Su Yu, who remained silent with her lips pressed tightly together.
With a thoughtful expression, she said, “Su, I think you’re being a bit too sensitive. Like, seriously, I don’t see this as a bad thing. It shows his perspective on relationships is genuinely evolving, but you have to give him time—just like Mira (Jin Meixiao) did.”
Su Yu exhaled slowly. “It’s not necessarily a bad thing,” she admitted. “Anne, I understand where you and Director Jin are coming from, but I’m not as fragile or extreme as you might think.”
Anne stood and gave Su Yu a quick hug. “I’m sorry, but there are some things I have to convey.”
Leaning close to Su Yu’s ear, she whispered something that left her expression slightly conflicted.
The appearance of Zhao Yaqian and the signing of the family trust agreement had been a heavy blow, especially for Su Yu.
From the beginning, Su Yu had always seen herself as Tang Song’s “canary,” yearning for his recognition and attention.
She had even dared to clash with Jin Meixiao over him.
When she noticed Tang Song’s attention waning, her emotions began to spiral out of control.
She had gone as far as using her resources to send Liu Qingning from Beijing to Shenzhen, disrupting Jin Meixiao’s plans—just to get Tang Song to notice her.
Now, in Yan City, it was hard to say whether she might do something impulsive that could cause trouble for Tang Song.
That was why Anne had come—to prevent this canary from flying out of control.
Looking at the silent Su Yu, Anne shook her head. “Rest well, Su. I’ll go make arrangements for dinner. Bye-bye~”
With that, she walked away gracefully.
In some ways, Anne was the truly rational one, even more so than Jin Meixiao.
Because her relationship with Tang Song lacked any element of love.
Of course, if Tang Song wanted to date her, she wouldn’t refuse.
Maintaining mutual physical satisfaction could also improve their cooperation.
After all, he was undeniably a charming man.
Night gradually fell.
Su Yu sat on the balcony of the master bedroom, hugging her knees as she gazed blankly at a high-rise to the east.
He lived at Yanjing Tiancheng, just a few kilometers away.
Tang Song was her emotional anchor, the vibrant color in her monochrome world.
When she first decided to hold a concert in Yan City, it was just to gain his attention—to be seen and heard by him.
But Zhao Yaqian’s sudden presence had completely thrown her off balance.
She wanted to confront Tang Song during this visit, to ask him what she had done wrong and plead for his forgiveness.
Jin Meixiao had seen through her entirely.
But…
Su Yu took off her glasses, gently running her fingers over them as she hummed one of his songs.
I don’t ask for much, just occasional care from you.
I’ll restrain my longing for you and try not to disturb you.
“Knock, knock, knock—” A soft knock broke her reverie.
Mo Xiangwan stepped in. “Xiao Yu, dinner’s ready.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“You have a concert tomorrow. Nothing can go wrong now.”
After a brief silence, Su Yu softly replied, “Alright.” She stood up and walked out to the living room.
As soon as she entered, hurried footsteps echoed.
Her assistant, Cheng Xiaoxi, approached with urgency, whispering, “Sister Yu, the Douyin account ‘April’ just posted a new video—it’s about you.”
“Let me see!” Su Yu’s expression shifted as she reached for the phone.
Mo Xiangwan also leaned in.
Tapping play, soft music began to play as the dim video revealed a sheet of paper and a pair of hands.
“It’s my song,” Su Yu murmured.
With the concert looming tomorrow, hearing about a video related to her left her feeling anxious.
If it was just her song, it shouldn’t be a big deal.
Soon, graceful lines began to emerge on the paper, sketched by a steady hand.
Su Yu’s eyes widened slightly, her heartbeat quickening uncontrollably.
Her sketching skills were high-level, honed since childhood. Watching the outlines take shape, she vaguely felt they resembled her.
The video sped up midway, the music switching to an energetic tune.
The portrait became clearer, and finally, a strikingly beautiful face with a gentle smile appeared on the paper.
“Xiao Yu, it’s you!” Mo Xiangwan exclaimed, grinning brightly.
Su Yu’s expression froze, her breathing quick and uneven.
The video and music slowed again.
He held the pencil firmly and wrote in the lower right corner of the portrait: "2023, Fated to Meet Yu—Don’t Miss It!"
Su Yu clenched her teeth, forcibly holding back the tears that threatened to spill. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath.
Her expression was calm as she said, “Let’s eat first. Xiaoxi, summon the styling team. I need to review the details of my hairstyle and makeup design.”
“Got it, Sister Yu. I’ll contact them right away.”
“Also, inform the production team that there will be a meeting tomorrow morning at 8 o’clock to discuss stage effects, lighting, and sound.”
“Understood, Sister Yu!”
7:30 PM.
Zhuxi Community.
Cheng Qiuqiu retrieved the delivery from the door and carefully laid the food out on the dining table: various grilled skewers, snacks, and a whole fried chicken.
She then grabbed a six-pack of canned beer from the fridge.
“Thanks for helping me so much today, Senior. You’ve been a lifesaver.”
“No need to thank me. We’re officially co-renters now,” Gao Mengting said as she popped open a can of chilled beer with a satisfying “click.”
“Senior, let me toast to you.”
“Clink—” The beer cans tapped together.
The cold beer slid down her throat, followed by the savory taste of lamb skewers. Gao Mengting closed her eyes in satisfaction.
“Senior, how did it feel revisiting your alma mater today? Must have been nostalgic?” Cheng Qiuqiu asked.
“Very,” Gao Mengting replied, setting her beer down. “If I had to pick the most relaxed and enjoyable time of my life, it would be my university days. Even now, I often dream of the library, dorms, and the cafeteria.”
“What’s your favorite memory from back then?”
Gao Mengting thought for a moment, her face lighting up with fondness. “A summer breeze brushing across the campus, sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting dappled shadows. I’d sit on a stone bench by the tree-lined path, holding a book, lost between two worlds—one on the pages and one around me.”
“That sounds wonderful,” Cheng Qiuqiu sighed wistfully.
As they chatted, eating and drinking, the atmosphere grew increasingly relaxed. Before they knew it, they were slightly tipsy.
At some point, Cheng Qiuqiu’s phone on the table buzzed with a WeChat video call request.
Seeing the caller ID, she hesitated briefly before answering. “Hello, Yufan, what’s up?”
A slightly slurred male voice came through the speaker: “Qiuqiu! We graduated today. I’ve been holding back these feelings for so long, and I can’t keep them in anymore. I’m scared I’ll regret it forever if I don’t tell you now. I like you, Qiuqiu. I’ve liked you since our first year. I’ve been watching you every day…”
His voice was earnest, gaining fluency and confidence as he spoke.
He poured out his heart for five or six minutes, mentioning the library, the track field, the study rooms, and campus hallways. Places where he’d silently watched her from unnoticed corners.
Cheng Qiuqiu responded seriously, “Thank you for liking me. I hope you find the right person for you soon.”
She hung up the call.
“He really likes you,” Gao Mengting said softly.
“His name is Li Yufan,” Cheng Qiuqiu explained. “We’re university classmates and pretty good friends. He’s incredibly talented in design, got into a top graduate program, and he’s good-looking too. A really outstanding guy.”
“And how do you feel about him?”
Cheng Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Senior, I think there might be something wrong with me.” Follow current novels on N0velFire.ɴet
“What’s wrong?” Gao Mengting asked, surprised.
“I don’t seem to feel any desire to date or get closer to any guy,” Cheng Qiuqiu admitted shyly. “I just don’t feel any attraction or impulse.”
Gao Mengting’s jaw dropped. “Then… how about girls?”
They weren’t particularly close, as there was a three-year gap between them. When Gao Mengting was in her senior year starting her business, Cheng Qiuqiu had just entered university.
Their connection had been through freelance design work, and most of their interactions revolved around it. Even after Cheng Qiuqiu moved in, her frequent trips back to campus and Gao Mengting’s overtime left little time for deeper conversations like this.
“No, not girls either,” Cheng Qiuqiu quickly shook her head, taking another big gulp of beer. In a small voice, she added, “But I really like Su Yu.”
Gao Mengting’s lips twitched, her gaze toward her junior changing entirely. Goodness, Qiuqiu, are you secretly into girls?!
Noticing her strange look, Cheng Qiuqiu’s face grew redder. “It’s not like that, Senior. Don’t misunderstand me.”
“I’ve been a fan of hers since middle school. When she hit rock bottom, it was also the hardest time of my life. Watching her climb back to the top gave me immense strength and helped me pull myself out of my own dark place.
“To me, she’s not just an idol but also my emotional anchor and source of inspiration. That’s why I care about her so much.”
Gao Mengting smiled knowingly. “By the way, tomorrow is Su Yu’s concert. Do you have any plans?”
She happened to have two concert invitations but hadn’t mentioned them since her junior had been staying on campus until recently.
“Yes,” Cheng Qiuqiu said enthusiastically. “I took two days off from work. Tomorrow’s packed with activities—joining fans for promotions, organizing offline events, and hyping up the concert atmosphere. I’ll watch the live stream outside the venue in the evening.”
“Wait a moment. I’ve got something for you,” Gao Mengting said, standing and heading to her room.
A moment later, she returned with a book, handing it to Cheng Qiuqiu. “This is one of my favorite books, Norwegian Wood. Give it a read when you have time.”
Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned but quickly accepted it with both hands. “Thank you, Senior!”
Gao Mengting pinched her cheek playfully. “Want to experience the atmosphere of Su Yu’s concert in person?”
Cheng Qiuqiu froze, then nodded eagerly. “Of course I do. It’s a dream come true!”
“Open the first page. It’s your graduation gift.”
“Graduation gift?” Cheng Qiuqiu carefully opened the book’s cover, her expression transforming into one of disbelief as she saw the concert invitation inside.
Gao Mengting raised her beer with a smile. “June 21st, the summer solstice—get ready to welcome this summer that belongs to Su Yu.”
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