novelraw Chapter 304: The Big Sister Who Was Brought to Tears; Hello, Classmate
Chapter 304: The Big Sister Who Was Brought to Tears; Hello, Classmate
Sunlight streamed in through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, casting golden reflections off the hardwood floors and furniture, creating a scene as picturesque as a painting.
A slender, delicate hand gripped a pen tightly.
The pen tip glided across the paper, producing a faint "shhh" sound.
After signing all the agreements and contracts, and pressing her fingerprint on each one, Wen Ruan let out a long sigh and gently placed the pen down.
Manager Guan from the Rights and Benefits Division promptly stood up to organize the documents. “Ms. Wen, the first payment of your benefits will be transferred to your bank account tomorrow.”
He then pulled out a stack of rights-related materials from his briefcase. “I’ve just provided a brief summary. Here’s the detailed documentation for you to review at your leisure. If you have any questions, feel free to contact our Rights and Benefits Division anytime!”
“Thank you.” Wen Ruan licked her slightly dry lips and reached out to accept the documents.
Despite having weathered many ups and downs in life, the moment she signed the beneficiary agreement, an inexplicable thrill coursed through her—a surreal sense of disbelief.
From now on, even if she didn’t work, didn’t hustle, and didn’t strive, she would still receive an annual income of $2 million. After taxes.
As for social benefits like insurance?What a joke!
This trust fund covered a comprehensive high-end medical insurance package. From outpatient visits to hospital stays and specialized treatments—everything was reimbursable.
It also provided worldwide medical coverage, direct billing services, fast-track access, and health management services. And that was just scratching the surface.
She now had access to 24/7 private doctors, a full medical team, and top-tier fitness and nutrition experts, all ensuring her optimal health.
Moreover, her immediate family could enjoy many of these medical benefits through her.
For instance, her grandmother, who wasn’t in great health, could receive care from an internationally renowned private medical team in Yan City upon submission of her request to the trust company.
There were also personalized travel plans, first-class cabin arrangements, itinerary planning, flight and hotel bookings, and round-trip transfer services.
For someone who loved to travel and enjoy life, this was the ultimate dream.
Now, if she ever wanted to visit an old friend, she could hop on a first-class flight and have all her needs meticulously arranged.
Originally, she had thought about playing the role of a mistress to put her family’s worries at ease, painstakingly building a “strong independent woman” persona, and even preparing for the possibility of having a child out of wedlock.
It wasn’t as if she hadn’t felt bitter about it.
After all, she had always been a proud and confident person.
But now, with a board position in Xingyun International Group, a townhouse in the city center, and a trust fund granting her immediate financial independence…
Every negative emotion had vanished.
She glanced at her parents, whose hands were clasped tightly, faces flushed with joy. Wen Ruan exhaled deeply.
From now on, her parents would probably never push her to get married again.
Marriage, at its core, was their way of ensuring she’d have a reliable support system and wouldn’t lead a hard life.
But with this trust fund in place, not just her, but her family and even her future children would be well-protected.
This sense of security was more solid than any promise could ever be.
Raising her head, she looked over at the two men conversing softly near the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The confident, composed lawyer Luo Bin, a senior partner at one of the top law firms and a board supervisor for Tang Zong Entertainment, maintained a humble posture in front of Tang Song.
His demeanor was entirely different from the commanding presence he had displayed at Light and Shadow Media.
There was a quiet warmth to him now—perhaps even… a special respect for Tang Song.
Wen Ruan’s eyes filled with intense curiosity and the desire to uncover secrets.
To her, Tang Song was like a mysterious treasure trove shrouded in mist.
Every time she thought she had him figured out, he would surprise her, forcing her to reevaluate her understanding of him.
It was like a game of leveling up and unlocking puzzles, making her heart race with excitement.
As someone who thrived on thrills, this “treasure trove boyfriend” constantly kept her engaged.
She couldn’t help but love him to the core.
The more outstanding and enigmatic he was, the more obsessed she became.
If it weren’t for all the people present, she might have pounced on him already, straddling him to savor the ecstasy of conquering him.
“Ruan Ruan,” a hoarse voice interrupted her daydreams, snapping her back to reality.
“What’s wrong, Feifei?”
Lv Feifei took a large sip from a disposable cup on the coffee table.
Glancing at the documents in Wen Ruan’s hands, she lowered her voice. “About the details of your trust fund, don’t let too many people know. I’ll keep it confidential for you. Publicly, we’ll just say that Tang Song set you up as a beneficiary in his trust to secure your future and well-being. We won’t disclose the specific amount. Also, make sure to explain things clearly to your aunt—this is a big deal. Just let them know Tang Song has planned everything for your future.”
Lv Feifei was sharp.
From everything that had unfolded today, she had pieced together a lot, though some things were best left unsaid.
In other words, if someone were truly offered such an opportunity, what woman could refuse?
“I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Feifei,” Wen Ruan nodded.
“No need to thank me. After all, we grew up together as cousins.”
Lv Feifei took a deep breath, her gaze flickering.
She was two years older than Wen Ruan and already married with children, but her career was beginning to plateau.
Perhaps her younger cousin could offer her a fresh opportunity in the future.
…
“Su Yu has been secluded at her courtyard in Gusu recently, writing songs, and missed the last board meeting.”
“Tang Zong Entertainment’s acquisition of Source Ocean Technology was rejected, and their collaborative fund with Jingwu Capital in the smart network sector has hit a snag.”
“I see,” Tang Song nodded lightly, his expression thoughtful.
After a moment of silence, Luo Bin hesitated to voice the rest of his thoughts.
Su Yu’s sudden public announcement had triggered significant repercussions.
Beyond causing fluctuations in Tang Zong Entertainment’s stock price, it had also paused several capital operations.
These developments posed considerable internal challenges to Tang Song’s business network.
However, these setbacks might also be part of Tang Song’s deliberate strategy.
Perhaps he was testing and adjusting the dynamics between Su Yu and Director Jin, paving the way for the group’s future integration.
With that realization, Luo Bin’s expression softened. He let his hands hang naturally by his sides as he glanced at Tang Song standing beside him.
In the past seven years, no one had truly understood the real him.
But there was no denying that the Tang Song of today was more approachable and authentic.
This President Tang was indeed impossible to define or predict.
Perhaps that was the hallmark of a “genius.”
As his legal advisor and private attorney, Luo Bin knew he just needed to focus on fulfilling his duties.
“Director Tang, Director Luo,” Manager Guan greeted in a low voice. “Everything has been finalized. Our Rights and Benefits Division will continue to follow up and assist Ms. Wen in becoming familiar with the terms.”
“Alright, thank you for your hard work,” Tang Song turned around, his gaze meeting the alluring eyes of the "big sister." A dazzling smile instantly spread across his face.
Adjusting his sleeves, Luo Bin said, “President Tang, I won’t keep you any longer. We’ll reconnect once the equity transfer is completed.”
“Mm, goodbye.”
Tang Song extended his hand for a farewell handshake with Luo Bin, who seemed as if he had “stepped out of a game,” feeling a mix of nostalgia and emotion.
…
Descending to the basement level of the villa, they passed through the leisure and fitness zone and pushed open the entrance door.
The four of them walked directly into the underground parking lot and boarded the Mercedes S450L.
With the roar of the engine, the car slowly exited the Shengyuan Scenic Residence garage and merged into the main road.
As sunlight filtered through the car windows, illuminating familiar streets and traffic, Qian Guixiang and Wen Jianxin, seated in the back, finally began to relax.
From the front passenger seat, Tang Song smiled and said, “Uncle, Auntie, you’ve had a tiring day. Please rest well once you’re home. There’s no rush to help Ruan Ruan move.”
“Alright, alright,” Qian Guixiang nodded repeatedly before adding, “Tang Song, thank you so much for everything you’ve done for Ruan Ruan. I honestly don’t know how to thank you. Her father and I aren’t very capable, and now we…”
“Auntie, there’s no need for this,” Tang Song interjected gently. “I’ve said it before: you and Uncle raised Ruan Ruan to be such an exceptional person. To me, that’s the most precious gift. And I mean it—I truly love Ruan Ruan.”
Hearing his heartfelt words again, Qian Guixiang’s eyes filled with tears. “Ah, Auntie understands, but I still have to thank you, or my heart won’t feel at ease.”
“Alright, Mom, please don’t cry,” Wen Ruan, seated in the driver’s seat, softly said. “We’ve still got a long life ahead of us.”
…
The car came to a stop at the entrance of Oasis View Garden.
Qian Guixiang and Wen Jianxin got out of the vehicle.
“Mom, Dad, you head back first. I still need to drive Tang Song, and we might grab dinner together later.”
“Alright, drive safely.”
“Goodbye, Uncle, Auntie.”
“Goodbye.”
Watching her parents disappear into the unit entrance, Wen Ruan and Tang Song exchanged glances.
When Tang Song saw the playful, enticing look in her eyes, his heart skipped a beat.
This mature, fiery tennis partner—she was clearly teasing him!
“Let’s go, little brother.” Wen Ruan lightly patted his chest, opened the car door, and climbed in.
Ever since becoming a “real woman,” Wen Ruan’s figure had grown even more seductive and supple.
When she walked, her full hips and flexible waist swayed alluringly—provocative yet dignified.
“Click—” The passenger-side door shut.
Just as Tang Song reached to buckle his seatbelt, a waft of fragrance hit him—a blend of lingering scented body wash and a faint, warm, mature body scent. It was extraordinarily tantalizing.
Then, a hand appeared on his abdomen.
Wen Ruan leaned close to his ear, lightly licking his earlobe. Her sultry, magnetic voice carried a teasing tone as she whispered, “Big brother, you look so handsome today.”
“Hiss—” Tang Song inhaled sharply, gripping her thigh firmly.
Wen Ruan’s legs were the epitome of “honey thighs”—full and rounded, with a subtle curve. The smooth connection between her thighs and hips formed a soft arc, perfectly accentuating her feminine physique.
Her toned muscles, silky skin, and lively energy made touching her legs irresistibly satisfying.
“Hey, hey, hey!” Wen Ruan, carefully holding the steering wheel, nudged his hand with her knee. “Little brother, I can’t drive if you do that! We might crash!”
“Why the sudden change in how you address me? That’s not what I want to hear.”
Letting out a soft cry, Wen Ruan bit her lip and murmured sweetly, “Big brother, please let go.”
Her alluring voice and sweet address combined into a uniquely intoxicating charm.
“Good girl,” Tang Song replied, withdrawing his hand with a satisfied smile as he leaned back in the passenger seat, half-closing his eyes.
After a day of excitement—especially gaining her family’s approval—this big sister had completely opened up to him, exuding a fresh, captivating allure.
Ten minutes later, they returned to the villa at Shengyuan Scenic Residence, parking in the B1 garage.
They stepped out one after the other.
“Click—” Tang Song opened the entrance door with a decisive pull.
Wen Ruan, rubbing her slightly sore legs, blushed faintly as she walked inside.
She bent down to change into slippers, but before she could, Tang Song suddenly pressed against her from behind.
With a startled cry, Wen Ruan found herself wrapped tightly in his embrace.
The air seemed to heat up, breaths growing shallow.
Before long, the two of them tumbled into the leisure and fitness zone.
Wen Ruan tilted her head back, her chestnut-colored wavy hair cascading down, shimmering under the light.
She mumbled incoherently, driven wild by the overwhelming sensations of the day.
Her hormones surged uncontrollably, making her crave a liberating, intense "match" to calm her restless emotions.
A dazed smile spread across her face, enchanting and irresistible.
Seeing her like this for the first time, Tang Song hesitated, momentarily startled by her fiery energy.
But as a "protagonist," retreating wasn’t an option now!
The villa’s peaceful basement echoed with all sorts of chaotic sounds.
Perhaps due to the day’s string of events, Wen Ruan was particularly excitable and sensitive.
In the end, she clung to him and broke into tears, sobbing uncontrollably as tears fell like raindrops.
…
The villa’s basement had a private laundry room.
Wen Ruan casually tossed her clothes into the washer-dryer combo unit.
Lying bare on the sofa in the lounge area, Tang Song and Wen Ruan whispered softly while watching a short film. Completely satisfied, Wen Ruan curled up like an enchanting kitten, her eyes half-closed as she leaned against him.
The intensity of her earlier emotions had been thoroughly released during their "basketball match," leaving her languid and compliant.
Since there were no spare clothes for her to change into and Wen Ruan had tasks to attend to the next day, they decided to call a designated driver after dinner and returned to their respective homes.
Of course, the main reason was that Tang Song’s recent “kidney load” had been quite heavy, and he needed some time to recuperate.
At 9:30 PM.
After wrapping up a backlog of emails, Tang Song stepped out of his study.
“Click—” The pull tab of a can opened, releasing the fizzy sound of carbonation.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Tang Song sipped the icy cola, exhaling in satisfaction.
Today, he finally met Luo Bin, the lawyer. Through their conversation and interaction, Luo Bin transformed in his mind from a flat, fictional "paper character" into a genuine elite attorney.
So far, Mo Xiangwan, Su Yu, and Luo Bin—three pivotal game characters—had all exceeded his expectations, reaffirming his vision for the future.
With 60 Charm Points under his belt, this was just the beginning of his journey toward becoming a true heartthrob.
He would gradually unlock more characters and expand the enormous business empire he had built in the game.
One day, he dreamed of standing at the pinnacle of a skyscraper, just as he had in countless dreams, his arm wrapped around Secretary Jin's waist, gazing out at the dazzling city lights.
To savor the feeling of “standing atop the summit, surveying the small hills below.”
“Dingdong—” A notification sound from his phone on the sofa interrupted his thoughts.
Tang Song finished the cola and tossed the empty can into the trash bin with a casual throw.
He picked up the phone and saw a friend request.
The username was [Smiling Breath], with an avatar of a cartoon girl seen from behind.
The request read: “Hello.”
Tang Song chuckled and ignored the request. Lately, his WeChat had been flooded with random friend requests.
Returning to his bedroom, he freshened up briefly before reclining against the headboard with a book.
Opening it to the page marked by a bookmark, he began reading.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—” The phone vibrated on the pillow.
Picking it up, he saw another friend request from [Smiling Breath], this time with a new message: “Hello, Tang Song, classmate.”
Tang Song raised an eyebrow. It had been over three years since graduation—this address felt oddly distant.
Could it be an old classmate?
After a moment’s hesitation, he accepted the request and sent a message: “Who is this, please?”
However, the message went unanswered for quite some time.
Curious, Tang Song checked their Moments but found only the past three days visible, with no posts.
Shrugging, he decided not to overthink it and returned to his book.
“In an efficient market, all unexploited opportunities for profit are eliminated. In this reasoning process…”
Time passed unnoticed, and drowsiness crept in as the clock ticked past 10 PM.
Setting down the book, Tang Song picked up his phone to enable Do Not Disturb mode.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—” A new message popped up.
[Smiling Breath]: “Hello, Tang Song, classmate. I’m not here to ask you for help on Pinduoduo, nor to borrow money, or to sell anything. I have no bad intentions. I just haven’t figured out what to say yet. Please don’t delete me, okay?”
Tang Song paused, reading the message carefully.
After a moment, he replied, “Alright, classmate.”
He still had no idea who they were, but they seemed to know him.
Shaking his head, he dismissed any wild speculations, enabled Do Not Disturb mode on his phone, and turned off the reading lamp. Soon, he drifted into a deep sleep. Google seaʀᴄh novel⸺fire.net
In the dead of night, the phone’s screen lit up briefly.
[Smiling Breath]: “Thank you.”