novelraw Chapter 294: A Movie Meant for Three
Chapter 294: A Movie Meant for Three
Wednesday, July 5, 2023
Sunny to cloudy, 25–40°C
At 6 a.m., Tang Song’s excellent biological clock woke him up.
In the dim morning light of the room, Tang Song gently withdrew his arm from under the beautician beside him and carefully climbed out of bed.
After a full night’s rest, bolstered by the effects of the Heartthrob Aura (LV4), his body had fully recovered. Additionally, he noticed that ever since receiving Wen Ruan’s Blessing Buff, he woke up every morning in a state of happiness.
This was likely the result of endocrine changes brought about by metabolism optimization. His brain automatically secreted neurotransmitters like endorphins, relieving stress and improving his mood. This deep sense of joy was genuinely exhilarating.
Indeed, the foundation of everything lies in a healthy body.
However, his lower back wasn’t holding up as well—thanks to the beautician’s Silver-Tongued skill, which she had demonstrated on a different kind of "field."
Considering that another resilient "big sister" awaited his “attention,” Tang Song dared not slack off.
He changed into a set of Unlimited Vigor sportswear in the dressing room and took the elevator straight to the first floor.As he stepped out the front door, the morning breeze brushed against his face, carrying a hint of coolness.
Soft sunlight bathed the earth, and the air was tinged with the fragrance of flowers and grass.
The sky still held traces of dawn’s light—a mix of pink, orange, and purple hues. This content belongs to NoveI★Fire.net
The lush landscaping of Yanjing Huating made the morning feel alive with energy.
As he exercised, the outfit’s effects kicked in, filling his body with strength and vigor. His muscles loosened, and his joints became more flexible.
Building 1, 15th floor, luxurious flat
“Zzzzt zzzzt zzzzt—”
“Whoosh~~”
After using the restroom and getting a rinse from the smart toilet, Little Jing yawned as she gradually woke up.
Pulling up her pants, she got up, brushed her teeth in the bathroom, and drew the curtains open. Morning sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Little Jing grabbed her phone from the bedside and reclined on the swing chair on her balcony, enjoying a relaxed and comfortable morning.
As a textbook White Rich Beauty, her life was colorful and fulfilling. Outside of work and manga, she enjoyed traveling, fashion shows, club activities, stylish parties, and art exhibitions.
Recently, she had even started scuba diving with a few close girlfriends.
With all this going on, she barely noticed Tang Song’s absence.
To her, having a boyfriend she was still in the ambiguous phase with was simply entertaining.
Even their WeChat chats and exchanged photos felt exciting.
Just yesterday, while in a company meeting, she’d sent him an under-the-desk photo of her skirt.
Thinking about it now made her heart race.
Opening WeChat, she checked her unread messages before tapping into the Second Dimension’s Best Moments group chat and scrolling through last night’s chat logs.
She began catching up on updates from "Boss Qingqing," who had posted new content.
Lately, Qingqing’s life had been full of upheaval and new characters, making it an even juicier read.
For instance, the scheming Femme Fatale Rich Girl and the Gold-Digging Drama Queen coworker.
Reading about Qingqing slapping these two in the face in both work and life brought Little Jing immense satisfaction.
Especially since the male lead seemed so much like Tang Song, which made her feel even more connected to the story.
After catching up on the latest posts, Little Jing eagerly shared her thoughts in the group chat.
According to Qingqing, the media group she worked for was about to be invested in by capital backing the male lead. Today marked a critical Due Diligence (DD) phase.
However, Qingqing suspected that her Gold-Digging coworker would surely stir up trouble again. There might even be a high-stakes showdown today.
The tangled relationships and dramatic twists made Little Jing feel as if she were watching a TV show.
After chatting for a while and glancing at the time, Little Jing stood up and stretched with a big yawn.
Her eyes drifted to the view outside her floor-to-ceiling windows, and she suddenly widened them in surprise.
What?! Tang Song?
Blinking her bright eyes, Little Jing fixed her gaze on a familiar figure jogging on the neighborhood track. Her expression turned to one of astonished delight.
She could never mistake her boyfriend.
But what was he doing in the Yanjing Huating community?
Could he have come here just to "coincidentally" run into her?
But the recent weather’s been too hot—I haven’t even gone running downstairs!
A sweet smile spread across Little Jing’s face as she hummed a tune and headed to the dressing room.
Moments later, she emerged in simple casual wear, ready to step out.
Little Jing opened the door.
"Jingjing, you're up? Come eat breakfast!" Her mother, Chen Man, waved to her from the living room.
"No, no, I'm eating out today. Bye, Mom," Jingjing replied offhandedly, rushing to the entryway to change her shoes.
Chen Man's eyes lit up, and she grinned conspiratorially. "Jingjing! Quick, tell me, is that handsome boyfriend of yours downstairs? Let me meet him in person!"
As she spoke, she was already standing and heading toward the door.
"Aiya, Mom! Why are you so nosy? I just started dating him; we're nowhere near meeting the parents yet!" Jingjing hastily pushed her mother back with both hands.
The two tussled briefly in the living room before Chen Man lightly knocked on her daughter’s head. "Jingjing, I know this is your first relationship. Your dad and I aren’t stopping you because we want you to gain some emotional experience.
"But listen—you're still young, and you have room to make mistakes. Xiao Tang might not be the one you end up with. So while it's fine to enjoy the relationship and the romance, you must be cautious about taking things to the next level! You absolutely cannot surprise us with something life-changing!"
"Got it, Mom! Relax; I know what I’m doing. Anyway, I’m leaving now!" Jingjing waved dismissively and hurried off.
"Bang!" The door closed behind her.
Chen Man shook her head with a smile and sighed softly.
Her daughter was truly growing up. At 22, Jingjing was finally starting her first relationship.
As a mother, she hoped this would be a sweet and innocent love. No matter how it ended, she believed Jingjing would grow a lot from this experience.
Love is complex and beautiful.
Once in a relationship, Jingjing would have to learn to consider others’ perspectives—practicing patience, tolerance, compromise, and emotional management.
Chen Man was confident that after this relationship with Tang Song, her daughter would mature and improve herself.
As for how far the relationship would go, she didn’t have high expectations.
After all, it was Jingjing's first love, and given their family’s background, Jingjing would face countless challenges and considerations in the future.
Even if she wanted to keep her love pure, it would be difficult.
Right now, Tian Chengye’s total assets were nearing one billion.
Although 70% of it was tied up in core business equity and not liquid, his real estate, stocks, funds, and insurance holdings were still enormous.
At this level, many opportunistic individuals were eyeing him.
Naturally, the son-in-law Tian Chengye envisioned was someone capable of shouldering the family’s legacy.
Fortunately, Jingjing was still young. At 22, she had plenty of room to explore, date several people, and ultimately choose a lifelong partner who could bring her stability and happiness.
Chen Man and her husband trusted their daughter completely.
After all, Jingjing had always been clever.
Although she was somewhat obsessed with the second dimension, she was undeniably a sharp and perceptive kid.
Throughout her life, she’d had plenty of "here today, gone tomorrow" friends, all of whom she chose to distance herself from.
As for her current boyfriend? Chen Man was sure that after just a few months of interaction, Jingjing would figure him out completely.
"Whoo~" Tang Song exhaled deeply as he gradually slowed his pace.
He pulled out his phone to check his stats.
A 10-kilometer run with an average pace of 3'56".
With the effects of the Intermediate Physique Optimization Potion now completely worn off, his body’s muscle tone, skeletal structure, and fitness had stabilized.
Thanks to his strong cardiopulmonary function, the bonus effects from his outfit, and the new buff from Wen Ruan, his physical abilities had reached a new peak.
Today, he deliberately pushed himself to run a 10-kilometer sprint, achieving a personal best. It was an incredible result.
And yet, this wasn’t even his limit—he was still treating it as an aerobic workout.
After taking a short break, Tang Song strolled leisurely along the community track, replying to unread messages on his phone.
“Wheeeze~ wheeeze~” “Thud thud thud—”
Heavy footsteps and labored breathing approached.
A young man in gray summer workout gear came closer.
“D*mn, bro, you’re a beast! Running that long and still playing with your phone? You’re not on the national team, are you?”
When he started his jog earlier, Tang Song was already running briskly on the track. As a fellow running enthusiast, the newcomer had instinctively tried to keep pace.
But this guy was like a mule—an endless well of stamina. After two laps, he had been left in the dust.
The kicker was that Tang Song maintained a steady speed the entire time, not slowing down even on the last lap.
“Heh,” Tang Song chuckled lightly, shaking his head. “Not at all, I just enjoy running.”
“You just did 10 kilometers, right? Can you tell me your pace?”
“Just under 4,” Tang Song replied honestly.
The young man grinned and gave him a thumbs up. “That’s insane! You’re practically a pro! The craziest part is, you don’t even look like you’re pushing your limits.
“Oh, by the way, do you live in this neighborhood? Let’s get acquainted. I’m Lv Dongfeng, a running enthusiast too. My family’s in the sports industry, and I run Dongfeng Sports Club. We’ve got a good group of runners—join us sometime.”
Lv Dongfeng, who looked about 25 or 26, had short cropped hair, a slightly handsome face, and an enthusiastic, outgoing demeanor.
Anyone living in Yanjing Huating likely had some notable background. While Dongfeng genuinely appreciated Tang Song’s skills, he also saw this as a chance to make a new connection.
After a moment of eye contact, Tang Song smiled warmly. “Nice to meet you. I’m Tang Song. But I don’t live here; it’s my girlfriend who does.”
“Oh, I see,” Lv Dongfeng replied, his gaze turning curious as he sized Tang Song up.
Wow, this guy’s fit, good-looking—could he be a younger boyfriend kept by some wealthy cougar?
After all, his social circle wasn’t unfamiliar with such arrangements.
The two chatted for a bit and casually added each other on WeChat.
Dongfeng’s passion for running was evident as he analyzed Tang Song’s running posture, offering a few tips and inviting him to check out the club when he had time.
They strolled along the track for a while, Dongfeng animatedly gesturing as he spoke. Suddenly, he straightened up and assumed a more composed posture.
To be fair, he did look quite dashing.
Tang Song gave him a puzzled glance.
Dongfeng spoke in a low voice, “Hey, hey, heads up. There’s a stunning beauty heading this way.”
Tang Song looked up, and a striking figure in white immediately caught his eye.
Though it had only been a little over a week since he’d seen her, Little Jing still exuded that same sweet, adorable charm.
Her face was nearly makeup-free, yet her skin was flawless—fair and smooth like a freshly peeled egg white.
She wore a camisole and snug athletic shorts, exposing large swathes of pale, radiant skin. Her well-proportioned C-cup figure made her top stand out.
She walked straight toward him, blooming like the freshest summer flower in the center of his vision.
“Beautiful, huh?”
“Of course she is,” Tang Song replied casually. My girl’s beauty is non-negotiable!
Noticing Tang Song’s fixed gaze, Dongfeng muttered under his breath, “Bro, you’re in luck. This beauty only comes out for morning jogs when the weather’s cool—you’re catching a rare sight.
“But if you’re thinking of striking up a conversation, forget it.
“She might look sweet and approachable, but she’s got strong boundaries. I’ve lived here for over a year, and I’ve seen plenty of guys try their luck. Not a single one has succeeded.”
“Mm,” Tang Song nodded with a smile. He was well aware of Little Jing’s way of handling people.
Back when they were at Jinxiu Commerce, she always seemed on good terms with everyone, yet she maintained a subtle distance.
Interacting with her made it obvious that they didn’t quite belong to the same world.
It was precisely why many male colleagues admired her as the company goddess but didn’t dare make a move.
Without the system, Tang Song knew he’d never have had the chance to write the story that followed.
Dongfeng patted Tang Song on the shoulder, grinning. “Anyway, there’s another beauty in the neighborhood, about the same level, though more refined and intellectual—a financial professional. She’s super elegant and a fitness enthusiast too.
“She’s a bit more approachable and even joined my sports club. She participates in activities occasionally. I’ll let you know when she comes by. You’re welcome to join us.”
Hearing Lv Dongfeng's description, Tang Song raised his eyebrows.
Why does that sound a bit like Little Xue? Could it really be her?
"Alright, thanks for the heads-up," he replied.
"No need to be so formal. We’re all friends," Lv Dongfeng said with a hearty laugh.
As the distance between them and Little Jing closed, she, feigning a casual demeanor, suddenly "accidentally" looked up. Her face instantly brightened into a dazzling smile, her large, sparkling eyes shimmering with vibrant colors.
Beside him, Lv Dongfeng swallowed hard, feeling like he might go blind from the brilliance.
"Good morning, Jingjing." Tang Song stopped walking, raised his hand, and greeted her. "Didn’t expect to run into you here—what a coincidence."
"Good morning, Brother Tang Song. What a surprise!" Little Jing stood obediently before him, her hands clasped neatly in front of her.
Cute, sweet Little Jing meeting gentle and handsome Tang with his perfect hands—what could be more romantic than this serendipitous summer encounter?
Hearing their conversation, Lv Dongfeng froze. "Uh... You two know each other?"
"Of course we do." Tang Song smiled, spreading his arms wide.
A familiar perfume wafted toward him, followed by the soft, lithe embrace of the natural-born "JK Saint Physique."
Little Jing stood on tiptoe and planted a light kiss on Tang Song’s cheek.
Her small tongue subtly brushed against his skin, savoring for a moment.
Hmm... a bit salty—the taste of sweat.
But... if it’s Brother Tang Song, she didn’t mind. Even if it were something... a little more intense, she could accept it.
Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
As the couple hugged tightly, Lv Dongfeng’s mouth twitched, his eyes widened, and his throat seemed to choke on unspoken words, leaving him unable to utter a sound.
The only signs of his inner turmoil were his heavy breaths and his chest rising and falling rapidly.
Bro, I treated you like a comrade, and you hit me with an ultimate move right in my face!
Holding his sweet, adorable girlfriend in his arms, Tang Song took a deep breath of her fresh scent and lowered his head to capture her lips.
He savored Little Jing’s unique taste, a mix of freshly brushed tea and mint, her lips soft and bouncy like jelly.
Kissing her felt like biting into a marshmallow, and Tang Song had to resist the urge to bite down harder.
Throughout, Little Jing remained utterly obedient, standing there dazed, her face flushed red as she looked up at him—like an adorable, clueless anime girl.
They stood by the side of the track, bathed in the golden light of the morning sun, locked in a long kiss.
Little Jing’s inner monologue:
“At that moment, as our lips touched, it felt like the world stopped spinning.”
Tang Song’s inner monologue:
“Little Jing is really different from the big sister and the beautician. I wonder how it would feel to kiss her in another setting.”
Lv Dongfeng’s inner monologue:
“This was supposed to be a movie for three people, but I’ll never even have a name in the credits.”