novelraw Chapter 345: JK Wen Ruan—Terrifying as Always
Chapter 345: JK Wen Ruan—Terrifying as Always
“How’s that, little brother? Surprised?” Wen Ruan’s playful voice came through the phone. “I didn’t even go home; I came straight here after getting off the train.”
Locking eyes with the older woman standing outside the glass window, Tang Song’s eye twitched, but he forced a smile. “Yes, very surprised.”
Although Wen Ruan had known about the presence of other women, she had never caught him red-handed. This was the first time he found himself in such a situation. He felt slightly panicked, though he kept his composure. Fortunately, his relationship with Xu Qing was still at the “just friends” stage, and Wen Ruan’s personality was laid-back and magnanimous.
“The girl across from you is quite nice—bright-eyed, fair-skinned, and really cute.” Wen Ruan said as she pushed open the KFC door and walked toward them.
Her shapely legs, wrapped in sheer stockings, crossed gracefully as she exuded an aura of mature charm. It was peak dining time, and the bustling crowd’s attention was immediately drawn to her. A faint perfume wafted over—a sweet citrus blended with light floral notes, reminiscent of a summer afternoon. Subtle yet captivating.
Wen Ruan wore a radiant smile as she leaned forward slightly, her moist little tongue subtly brushing against her lips. Around them, passersby became visibly unsettled. A few younger men, their gazes fixed on her, had their faces flushed red.
Xu Qing, already drawing attention for her cute and pretty appearance, now found herself overshadowed by a striking beauty of the opposite style. And both seemed close to the same man. The sheer contrast delivered a devastating blow to everyone’s emotions.
Wen Ruan gently took Tang Song’s hand and turned to the younger girl with a playful smile. Xu Qing pressed her lips together and quickly turned her head to look out the window, her feelings a mix of sorrow, embarrassment, shame, and fear.
She had been having a great time eating with Tang Song, only to get caught by his “official girlfriend.”
Damn it, Xiao Songzi! You jerk!Two-timing with two girlfriends! And it was you who kissed me first! This is all your fault! If your busty girlfriend hits me, I’ll… I’ll block you on WeChat!
Tang Song tugged Wen Ruan’s hand lightly and whispered, “How’s work going in Beijing?”
“Pretty smooth. I wasn’t supposed to come back until the weekend, but I wrapped things up two days early.” Wen Ruan smiled, setting her bag on the table. She extended her hand to Xu Qing. “Hi, Xu Qing. I’m Wen Ruan. Nice to meet you.”
Xu Qing was likely the first girl Wen Ruan knew to have a close relationship with Tang Song. She had learned about her during the Huiying Riverside Entrepreneurial Park’s team-building event when a cosplay photo—complete with a Lolita dress and wig—was sent to Tang Song late one night. The image had been provocative enough to prompt Wen Ruan to spend the night with him.
Now, face to face, Xu Qing seemed adorable and naïve.
Hearing her name, Xu Qing raised her head nervously. “You… Hello.”
Am I officially on his girlfriend’s radar now?
Sensing Xu Qing’s confusion, Wen Ruan clarified, “I happened to see that cosplay photo you sent him. It was beautiful, so it stuck in my memory.”
“Ah! I’m so sorry!” Xu Qing’s face turned crimson, like a boiled shrimp.
Wen Ruan chuckled softly and raised her hand as if to pat Xu Qing’s head to console her, but Xu Qing ducked, crouching with her hands covering her head, trembling slightly like a frightened kitten.
“Pfft—hahaha!”
Wen Ruan couldn’t hold back her laughter.
When no slap landed, Xu Qing relaxed slightly and quickly lowered her hands.
Tang Song’s eye twitched. “Qingqing, what are you doing?”
Looking at him with a hint of grievance, Xu Qing stammered, “I… I suddenly felt a little unwell.”
“I haven’t eaten dinner yet. Do you mind if I join you?”
“Of course not!” Xu Qing quickly shook her head. “After all, Tang Song’s paying!”
The three of them settled back into their seats, and Wen Ruan picked up a piece of fried chicken, biting into it delicately. One piece quickly disappeared. She licked her lips, removing a bit of residue, and winked at Tang Song mischievously.
Her sultry elegance, complemented by her curvaceous figure, exuded a mesmerizing allure. After 20 days apart, Tang Song found himself even more captivated by his big sister’s charm.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Song slid his arm around her slender waist and leaned in, gently kissing her plump, soft lips.
The familiar touch sent waves of emotion through them both.
“Mmm—” Wen Ruan let out a soft hum, glancing sideways at Xu Qing’s dumbfounded expression, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.
To think she’d been working overtime and attending endless meetings in Beijing just to come back early and find Tang Song on a date with this cosplay girl. Of course, she had some feelings about it.
Still, seeing Tang Song openly affectionate with her in front of Xu Qing eased her heart.
Meanwhile, Xu Qing pinched her thigh under the table, feeling both upset and embarrassed.
Damn it, Xiao Songzi! Flaunting your love in front of me! I’ll make you grovel in the story I write tonight! You’ll drink my bathwater and do 1,000 push-ups with me on your back!
Lost in her imaginary revenge, Xu Qing pouted.
“Qingqing,” Wen Ruan said between bites of her chicken, “you don’t mind me calling you that, right?”
“No, not at all…” Xu Qing quickly shook her head.
“If I’m not mistaken, you were Tang Song’s freelance legal consultant, right?”
“Well, I used to work at a legal firm, but I’ve since moved to a media company as a full-time legal advisor.”
“Oh?” Wen Ruan raised an eyebrow, her smile warm. “That’s quite a coincidence. I also work in media—mainly in advertising. Maybe we’ll get to collaborate someday.”
Xu Qing blinked her large eyes. “My company used to do advertising too, but we’re transitioning to producing and promoting short dramas now.”
Years of experience and high EQ allowed Wen Ruan to connect effortlessly, guiding the conversation to topics like work, fashion, makeup, and even cosplay. Her natural warmth and interest gradually eased Xu Qing’s nerves.
Watching the two chat amicably, Tang Song felt relieved. Wen Ruan was indeed considerate and never made things difficult for him.
Under the table, he gently brushed his hand along her silk-clad leg, silently expressing his gratitude.
Wen Ruan, feeling his touch, playfully stepped on his foot under the table and threw him a sultry glance.
If it weren’t for her consideration for Tang Song’s feelings, she wouldn’t be so friendly with a potential rival. Besides, Su Yu’s presence loomed large—if a top-tier star could remain generous and even give her villas and businesses to maintain their bond, being overly possessive would only hurt her standing with Tang Song.
“Blame Su Yu…” she muttered under her breath.
“I’m done eating.” Wen Ruan wiped her mouth with a tissue from her bag and asked, “What were you planning to do next?”
“I was going to buy some gifts for my parents at the mall. Since you’re here, why don’t you join me?” Tang Song suggested.
Wen Ruan’s eyes lit up instantly. “Sure! Let’s head to the shopping plaza nearby.”
Sitting across from them, Xu Qing squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. She picked up her bag and stood, saying, “I’d better not disturb you two. I’ll just grab a cab home.”
Wen Ruan’s impressive figure—particularly her E-cup—made Xu Qing feel overwhelmed and eager to escape.
Seeing Xu Qing’s shy demeanor, Wen Ruan smiled slightly. “It’s still early. Why don’t you join us for some shopping?” She stood and gently grabbed Xu Qing’s arm.
Faced with the "big sister" standing so close, Xu Qing shrank back, not daring to resist. So big... both front and back.
Such an “illegal” figure was something Xu Qing hadn’t even dared dream of. She felt her petite B-cup was utterly unworthy.
“Let’s go, Tang Song.”
Tang Song chuckled, trailing behind the two women as they walked out. From his perspective, their contrasting backs—one mature and voluptuous, the other youthful and cute—created a striking visual contrast. It was like an older, elegant sister guiding a sweet and innocent younger sibling, sending a strange warmth through his heart.
After parking the car in the underground lot, the three took the elevator up to the bustling first floor of the shopping mall. Thanks to Wen Ruan’s familiarity with the place and Tang Song’s clear shopping list, the purchases went smoothly.
They picked out a skincare set and some gold jewelry for his mother, as well as a mechanical watch, razor, and leather belt for his father. Every item Shen Yuyan had mentioned was ticked off.
Finally, the trio returned to the first floor.
“I need to use the restroom,” Wen Ruan said with a smile and walked off.
As her figure disappeared, Xu Qing let out a long sigh of relief. Without Wen Ruan’s overwhelming presence, she felt she could breathe again. She stole a glance at Tang Song and instinctively moved a little further away from him.
First, there was Xiao Jing, the white-rich-beauty type, and now Wen Ruan, the sultry mature woman. Xu Qing couldn’t help but feel like she paled in comparison to either of them. A sense of frustration and helplessness welled up in her chest.
Suddenly, she felt a slight smack on her backside, causing her to yelp and turn around, glaring at Tang Song. “What was that for?!”
Leaning forward slightly, Tang Song met her dark eyes with a grin. “Qingqing, don’t forget you promised me a private cosplay photo shoot. You’re not backing out, are you?”
Xu Qing froze, her face flushing crimson as her gaze darted around. She had made that promise—albeit to get tickets to Su Yu’s concert.
Tang Song leaned closer and whispered teasingly, “That catgirl cosplay you wore yesterday was perfect. Don’t forget to bring it. How about we play a role-playing game together?”
Xu Qing let out a soft squeak, wishing she could bury her face in her nonexistent cleavage. Her adorable reaction amused Tang Song, and he reached out to ruffle her soft, silky hair.
Xu Qing flinched and threatened, “If you keep this up, I’ll get mad! Watch out, or I’ll get back at you!”
Damn you, Xiao Songzi! Can’t you behave for even a moment when your girlfriend’s not around?! Have you no shame?!
Tang Song chuckled lightly and pinched her cheek. “I’ve been thinking about adopting a house-cleaning kitten. You interested?”
Fuming, Xu Qing snapped her head and growled, “Meow!” before chomping down on his finger—not too hard, though.
But the moment his finger was in her mouth, she felt... odd. She quickly released him, stammering, “Y-you... how could you?!”
“How could I what? You’re the one who bit me first,” Tang Song replied with mock innocence.
Xu Qing opened her mouth to retort but couldn’t form any words. Her face burned as her thoughts spiraled. She wasn’t clueless—being a part-time web novelist who occasionally dabbled in mature content, she’d seen plenty of those videos and novels. Tang Song’s teasing was unmistakably something only intimate couples would do.
Amused by her reaction, Tang Song’s mood soared. This cosplay-loving classmate was as endearing as a playful kitten.
Soon, Wen Ruan returned gracefully, holding a white shopping bag.
“What did you buy?” Tang Song asked curiously.
“Not telling you, but it’s not for you,” Wen Ruan replied with a sly smile.
At that moment, Xu Qing’s eyes darted mischievously. You dare tease me, Xiao Songzi? Fine, I’ll show you I’m no pushover!
She stepped forward and clung to Tang Song’s arm, shaking it playfully. “Brother Tang Song, didn’t you just ask me to book a room for cosplay games? I don’t mind, but wouldn’t Sister Wen Ruan misunderstand? Maybe we should ask for her opinion first?” She batted her big, innocent eyes at him.
Tang Song’s smile stiffened. He was tempted to smack her backside again.
Wen Ruan narrowed her eyes, a cheeky grin spreading across her face. “Why would I mind? I’m a cosplay fan myself. If you two book a room, count me in! Role-playing sounds fun.”
Tang Song’s heart raced. If Wen Ruan—blessed with her curvaceous figure—dressed in cosplay, the effect would be... breathtaking. He couldn’t help but look forward to the idea.
Xu Qing, on the other hand, stood there, wide-eyed and slack-jawed. Her brain felt like it was overheating. What’s happening?! Three people?! This isn’t normal!
Sensing Wen Ruan’s amused gaze, Xu Qing tightened her grip on Tang Song’s arm and muttered, “If you’re okay with it, Sister Wen Ruan, then I guess it’s fine... but I’ve been really busy lately. Let’s discuss it another time.”
“Sure,” Wen Ruan said with a shrug, though her eyes twinkled with humor. “Anyway, we’re done shopping. Let’s head home.”
As the three walked toward the elevator, they turned heads. With Tang Song flanked by two stunning women, envious stares followed their every step.
Realizing the attention, Xu Qing quickly let go of Tang Song’s arm and moved aside. I’m a respectable girl, a legal professional! I won’t be a third—or fourth—party in someone’s relationship!
She glanced at Wen Ruan, who was cozily leaning on Tang Song’s side. With a deep breath, her dark eyes gleamed with determination. I’ll write a new character into my novel! A scheming, mature seductress to stir things up with the heroine! What should her name be?
Lost in thought, Xu Qing followed the others back to the underground parking lot.
As they reached the black Mercedes S-Class, Wen Ruan called out, “Qingqing.” She handed Xu Qing the shopping bag. “Here. As your new big sister, I got you a little gift. Hope you like it.”
Xu Qing blinked in surprise. “For me?”
“Yes. Take it.” Wen Ruan pressed the bag into her hands and patted her head before sliding into the front passenger seat.
“Hop in, Qingqing,” Tang Song said, motioning toward the car.
With the door clicking shut, Xu Qing snapped out of her daze, opening the back door and climbing in. She looked at the bag in her hands, her thoughts spinning.
The soft hum of the Mercedes starting filled the car.
“Open it and see if you like it,” Wen Ruan said, turning slightly to face Xu Qing. “I picked it out based on what I thought would suit you.”
Carefully, Xu Qing pulled out a gift box with the unmistakable Chanel logo. Her heart raced as she opened it to reveal a dazzling gold necklace.
The delicate chain and small golden pendant were exquisitely crafted, with Chanel’s signature quilted pattern giving it a distinctive, luxurious look. Under the light, the pendant sparkled beautifully.
“This Chanel Coco Crush in 18k yellow gold suits your skin tone perfectly,” Wen Ruan said softly.
Xu Qing gulped. “This... this is too expensive...”
Wen Ruan smiled warmly. “It’s nothing much. Just take it.” She handed Xu Qing her business card. “I work at Guangying Media. Since we’re in the same industry, feel free to reach out if you run into any work-related issues. I’d be happy to help.”
Xu Qing took the card, glanced at the details, and gasped. What?! No way! This is unreal!
【Wen Ruan, Executive Director and President of Guangying Media Co., Ltd. in Yan City…】
At first, Xu Qing thought Wen Ruan was just a big-busted, curvaceous "big sister," but now she realized how impressive her credentials were. She didn’t know much about Guangying Media’s standing, but the title alone was enough to command awe.
In that moment, Xu Qing felt incredibly insignificant, as though she’d shrunk several sizes.
That year, at 24, in a KFC, she had a fateful encounter with Wen Ruan. Sitting there, she felt as inconspicuous as a lackey.
Shrinking her neck, Xu Qing whispered, “Thank you, Sister Wen Ruan.”
“You’re welcome.” Wen Ruan’s lips curled into a soft smile, her eyes sparkling with a sly glint.
Wen Ruan was no fool. Though she never voiced it, she had always harbored doubts about why Su Yu, a superstar with high intelligence, had taken the initiative to befriend her. There was no way Su Yu would do something meaningless.
What Wen Ruan was doing now was simply replicating Su Yu’s tactics—preparing for any eventuality.
Ever since signing her trust fund agreement, Wen Ruan received over a million yuan in cash every month. Though it wasn’t as extravagant as Su Yu’s gestures, for someone like Xu Qing, it was enough to leave an indelible impression.
Carefully placing the necklace back into its box, Xu Qing’s heart swelled with gratitude. Compared to Xiao Jing and Lin Muxue, this big sister was leagues better!
No, I’ll need to revise the character settings in my novel.
The heroine should have a few genuinely positive supporting characters, shouldn’t she? Xu Qing decided to create a mature, rational "big sister" character. Someone who falls in love with the male lead "Tang Song" at first sight but, knowing he’s already taken, deliberately keeps her distance.
For her backstory, Xu Qing envisioned her as the distant relative of the heroine Xu Yanqing—someone from a humble background who, with the heroine’s support, rises from a small sales role to become the CEO of a media company. She’d later help the heroine counteract Bai Jing and Liu Ruyan’s schemes.
As for her name… how about Xu… Xu Jiali?
Xu Yanqing and Xu Jiali. Sounds like a good fit! Time to flesh out this plot twist.
The car pulled to a stop outside the south gate of the Beicheng Garden Residential Complex.
Hugging her Chanel Coco Crush necklace tightly, Xu Qing quickly said goodbye and walked through the gates.
Wen Ruan, seated in the front passenger seat, retracted her gaze and leaned slightly toward Tang Song with a lazy tone. “Your little sweetheart’s gone. Are you feeling reluctant to part with her?”
Tang Song raised an eyebrow and reached out toward the passenger seat.
“Hey! Hey! Hey!” Wen Ruan immediately sat up straight. “What are you doing?!”
Tang Song smirked. “Sister Wen Ruan, let’s head home. You should take a bath.”
“This is your fault!” Wen Ruan rolled her eyes at him, licking her lips. “Drive! To Shengyuan Scenic Residence!”
After so long apart, she was at her limit. Tonight, she was determined to remind Tang Song who was in charge.
“Heh, you’d better be ready to call in sick tomorrow.” Tang Song’s eyes gleamed with competitive fervor.
Wen Ruan scoffed. “Tough talk! You’ll be the one begging for mercy!”
With a roar, the silver Mercedes S450L cut through the night like a blade.
Inside Shengyuan Scenic Residence’s villa, the two stepped through the entryway, their gazes meeting like a spark igniting a fire.
Wen Ruan leaned close to Tang Song’s ear, her lips brushing his skin as she chuckled. “Little brother, I bought something online before my trip—a new outfit I haven’t tried yet. Want to see?”
Tang Song’s curiosity piqued. “What kind of outfit?”
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Tang Song’s blood raced. “Absolutely!”
“Come on, then. Let’s head upstairs. I’ll shower first, then you can decide who looks better—me or Qingqing.” Wen Ruan licked his cheek teasingly and walked upstairs with a sway in her step.
After a quick rinse in the bathroom, she stepped out, playfully blowing him a kiss before disappearing into the walk-in closet.
Tang Song leaned back on the plush sofa, excitement coursing through him as he waited.
Minutes later, Wen Ruan emerged, her slender waist and curvaceous figure on full display.
The white shirt stretched taut over her ample chest, highlighting her curves, while the pleated skirt clung snugly to her rounded hips. Her honey-toned legs, wrapped in over-the-knee white stockings, moved with a rhythm that exuded both purity and allure. The lace trim at the top of the stockings grazed her skin like a soft cloud, adding a playful yet sultry touch.
Her mature elegance radiated from her confident, teasing smile and the spark in her eyes. Her figure, wrapped in the JK-style uniform, combined youthful innocence with a sensual allure that made Tang Song’s heartbeat quicken.
Big Sister Wen Ruan... truly terrifying!