novelraw Chapter 424: Qingqing Gets Pushed Down
Chapter 424: Qingqing Gets Pushed Down
Under Tang Song’s gaze, Xu Qing’s cheeks turned visibly red at an alarming speed, even her ears tinged with a soft blush.
Feeling the soft padding in his hands and noticing Xu Qing’s reaction, Tang Song immediately understood.
No wonder her chest seemed bigger today.
Tang Song blinked and chuckled, “Wow, you really stuffed it this thick? Qingqing, you’re guilty of padding fraud!”
Xu Qing let out a panicked “Ah!” and tried to say something, but Tang Song cut her off, completely taking control of her lips.
A fiery, domineering kiss came crashing down again.
Their eyes met—Tang Song’s gaze was scorching, intense, assertive.
Xu Qing’s mind went blank. All she could do was stare at him with wide eyes, passively enduring it.
She never imagined that a kiss could feel this good.
It was infinitely better than what she had fantasized in novels.Setting aside Little Songzi’s scumbag nature, he really was the perfect romance and dating partner.
Handsome, with a refined temperament, a great personality, and—most importantly—an amazing kisser.
Gradually, Xu Qing’s eyes turned misty, and a faint whimper slipped from her lips.
Tang Song’s arms tightened slightly, effortlessly lifting her body.
Nibbling on her lips, he took a moment to appreciate the texture of her maid outfit.
Xu Qing remained motionless, going limp in his embrace like a startled little deer.
Paired with her maid attire, she looked ridiculously adorable.
Tang Song swallowed hard and immediately slid his hand inside.
Xu Qing let out a startled yelp, pushing at him with all her strength—but it was completely ineffective.
“You… you…” A tingling sensation overwhelmed her, making it impossible to control herself. “What are you doing?! Let go! Ahhh!”
Tang Song remained unfazed, smiling as he deliberately teased her further.
Xu Qing trembled violently.
A moment later, the so-called Miss Xu Qing grabbed Tang Song’s arm and chomped down on it.
Her neatly aligned, pearly white teeth sank directly into his skin.
“Hiss—” Tang Song quickly withdrew his hand, pinching Xu Qing’s soft, pink cheeks. “Are you a rabbit? You bite this hard?”
Xu Qing clutched her chest and glared at him fiercely. “I was born in 1999—I am a rabbit! Dare to bully me? I’ll bite you to death!”
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Tang Song couldn’t help but laugh at her adorable expression. He flicked her forehead lightly. “Come on, let’s go eat.”
“Hey! Wait!” Xu Qing pouted. “That was my first kiss! And you even groped me! Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”
Tang Song shrugged, casually adding, “Well, technically, that was my first kiss too.”
“…First kiss today.”
“You bastard! Scumbag!” Xu Qing gritted her teeth. “I’m going to tell Sister Wen Ruan about this! You already have a girlfriend, yet you still dare treat me like this!”
She wouldn’t dare bring up Little Jing’s situation out of guilt, but Wen Ruan was basically her friend now.
As Tang Song’s girlfriend, surely Wen Ruan could at least be used to threaten him, right?
Tang Song smiled calmly. “Go ahead. Tell Wen Ruan right now. I don’t mind. Actually, Wen Ruan likes cosplay too. Maybe she can join in? Though… your outfit is way too small for her.”
He had casually thrown out similar trash talk when playing basketball with Big Sis,
but if this actually became a reality, Tang Song wouldn’t mind at all.
“AHHH!” Xu Qing was utterly dumbfounded.
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Unbelievable! This scumbag is acting so damn righteous about it?!
Little Jing being a pervert was one thing, but even someone as mature and composed as Wen Ruan tolerated him?
Where’s justice?! Where’s the law?!
Tang Song gave Xu Qing’s little butt a light smack. “Dinner is ready. Let’s eat first, then continue the shoot. You still have a few more outfits to wear.”
“You—” Xu Qing took a deep breath. Her large, dark eyes darted around before she suddenly declared, “I’m mad! Really mad! I refuse to continue taking photos with you!”
“Oh?” Tang Song raised an eyebrow and gently pinched her chin.
Xu Qing shrank back slightly and continued, “Unless… unless you agree to do me a favor.”
Tang Song was intrigued. “What favor? Spill.”
Xu Qing pressed her lips together and lowered her voice. “My mom is coming to Yan City tomorrow, and next week, she’s attending a wedding.
I’m afraid she’ll try to set me up on another blind date, so I need you to make an appearance for me.
You know how popular I am—there are tons of guys chasing after me.
A lot of my mom’s old friends’ sons have their eyes on me.”
By the end, Xu Qing was pouting slightly, sneaking a sideways glance at him.
Tang Song couldn’t help but laugh. He saw right through her little scheme.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, he kissed her cheek. “No problem. If Auntie is coming to Yan City, I should take care of her. Don’t you think so, my girlfriend?”
Xu Qing’s eyes trembled slightly. She blushed hard. “W-Who’s your girlfriend… Don’t talk nonsense…”
Even though she denied it, her heart was pounding wildly.
If she were being honest—
They had already kissed. He had already touched her.
At this point, they were basically a couple.
In fact, ever since the Qixi Festival gift exchange, everything had pretty much been laid bare.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have actually booked a hotel room with him.
But since Tang Song already had a girlfriend, Miss Xu Qing couldn’t just let her pride take a hit.
Tang Song didn’t argue with her. He simply took her hand and led her toward the dining room.
The luxurious yet cozy dining area was illuminated by a grand crystal chandelier, casting a warm glow.
At the center stood a long, polished solid wood dining table, its glossy surface reflecting the light.
A pristine white tablecloth covered it, embroidered along the edges with intricate golden patterns, exuding elegance and refinement.
Delicate tableware gleamed under the chandelier’s light.
“Take a seat, Qingqing.” Tang Song gentlemanly pulled out a chair for her.
Then, he reached for a decanted bottle of red wine and poured it into two crystal-clear glasses.
Seeing the exquisite spread on the table, Xu Qing’s large, dark eyes instantly sparkled.
Every dish was her favorite!
As a true foodie, she almost started drooling on the spot.
Especially the pan-seared foie gras with red wine pear—one of Lan Yue Chinese Restaurant’s signature dishes, and insanely expensive.
She had been here a few times before but had never been willing to order it.
If she didn’t eat at least one bite tonight, she’d lose sleep over it!
Swallowing hard, Xu Qing obediently sat across from Tang Song and whispered, “Then… I’ll just have a little bit with you.”
Tang Song placed a glass of red wine in front of her and reminded, “By the way, we’re still playing a role-playing game. Your wording was wrong.”
Xu Qing’s cheeks turned pink. She reorganized her thoughts and sweetly said, “Thank you, Master, for allowing me to dine with you. What wine is this? It smells amazing.”
Tang Song’s casual “my girlfriend” earlier had put her in an extremely good mood. She didn’t mind continuing the game with him.
Besides—she actually really enjoyed role-playing, especially with Tang Song.
It was weirdly fun.
Tang Song swirled the wine in his glass, his lips curving into a smirk. “Château Lafite Rothschild. Come on, little maid, let’s toast.”
“Yes, Master.” Xu Qing obediently lifted her crystal wine glass with both hands.
The wine shimmered in a deep ruby-red hue, with a subtle violet tint along the edges, clear and radiant.
Ding~ The crisp, melodious clink of glasses rang through the air.
A rich aroma enveloped them, smooth and delicate on the palate, powerful yet refined, with lingering notes of fruit and spice that left an unforgettable aftertaste.
Xu Qing’s eyes sparkled instantly. “This is so good!”
“Then drink as much as you like—there’s plenty.”
Xu Qing licked her lips and took another satisfied sip.
Red wine was great for beauty, plus it filled her stomach, preventing her from eating too much.
She felt zero guilt.
In the dining room, the sound of clinking glasses echoed continuously.
Outside the window, the night deepened, the city lights dazzling in brilliance.
By the time dinner was over, Xu Qing’s gaze had already turned slightly hazy.
Her large, dark eyes seemed misted with a delicate sheen, blinking with a trace of drowsy allure.
Clearly, she had entered a lightly intoxicated state.
Tang Song stood up, walked to her side, and patted her shoulder. “Let’s go, little maid. Time to continue the shoot.”
Xu Qing wobbled to her feet, tilting her head playfully. “Okay, Master~”
Seeing her adorably dazed look, Tang Song couldn’t resist—he lowered his head and kissed her lips again.
This time, Xu Qing barely reacted. Instead, she blushed and closed her eyes.
Truthfully, she loved being kissed by Tang Song.
Especially since his lips were particularly attractive—clean, fragrant, and fresh.
As the mood deepened, Tang Song’s hand once again lifted, pressing over her heartbeat.
Xu Qing’s body tensed for a moment, then melted.
Even with the padding fraud, Xu Qing’s real chest wasn’t small.
A standard B-cup—one of the most common sizes.
But firm and perky—perfect.
For someone like Tang Song, who had seen it all, this was both refreshing and amusing.
Click—Click—
Tang Song had already swapped in a fresh battery for his mirrorless camera.
One by one, stunning private coser photos filled the memory card—
Gongsun Li, nurse outfit, lady-in-waiting…
A slightly tipsy Xu Qing was acting a little silly but was incredibly cooperative.
No matter what pose or expression Tang Song requested, she would grumble a little but still obediently follow through.
She even adapted quickly to each character, displaying outstanding acting talent.
As it neared 10 p.m.—
Xu Qing rubbed her knees and pouted. “I’ve already worn and shot every outfit I bought today. That means we’re done, right?”
Tang Song smirked. “It’s late, and we’ve both had wine. Let’s just stay here tonight. The master bedroom’s bed is super comfortable.”
“I…” Xu Qing shivered slightly, avoiding his gaze. She stammered, “There are plenty of rooms here. No need to squeeze together. I-I’ll just sleep in one of the side rooms.”
“The bed here is 2.3 meters wide.”
“I… I move a lot in my sleep. I roll around. I even hit people.”
“No problem. I don’t mind.”
“This… Fine…” Xu Qing clutched the hem of her dress, lowered her head, and fell silent.
Honestly, the moment she agreed to come to the hotel, she knew she wouldn’t be going home tonight.
But she still had to maintain some dignity—after all, Miss Xu Qing had her pride.
“Oh, right, Qingqing, did you bring that Sukumizu I asked you to?”
Xu Qing hesitated, biting her lip. In a small voice, she answered, “Yeah… I brought it.”
Tang Song chuckled and patted her butt. “Go change into it. And do twin-tails. This is the final outfit. Once we’re done, we’ll make something by hand.”
Back on WeChat, Xu Qing had once sent him a photo of herself in a twin-tail Sukumizu—Tang Song still remembered it vividly.
Yesterday, he had specifically reminded her to bring it.
Xu Qing muttered an “Oh…” and lowered her head, slipping into the walk-in closet.
She peeled off the traditional-style long dress and pulled a plastic bag out of her tote.
Inside was the Sukumizu she had bought earlier—a Japanese-style school swimsuit.
Essentially, a one-piece swimsuit.
Designed to be snug and simple, it perfectly accentuated the body’s shape.
After changing, she scrutinized herself in the mirror.
Then, she grabbed her makeup bag and sat at the vanity.
As a professional coser, Xu Qing’s makeup skills were top-tier.
Earlier, she had been too caught up in the shoot to properly fix her makeup.
But this was the final outfit—she had to give Little Songzi a little shock.
He needed to fully grasp her beauty.
Pia! o)/"(/~<。)
Hahahaha!
Just then—Dingdong—
Her phone vibrated beside her.
【Yanyan: “Qingqing, it’s almost 10. You’re definitely not coming back tonight, right?”】
Xu Qing’s face reddened slightly. She replied:
“It’s too late. I might as well stay. Plus, Tang Song booked the presidential suite. There’s free breakfast tomorrow—it’d be a waste not to eat it.”
【Yanyan: “Be safe. Goodnight.”】
Xu Qing: “Goodnight.”
Setting her phone down, Xu Qing glanced at the luxurious surroundings and sighed.
She suddenly missed her best friend.
Since high school, they had always shared a dorm.
Even after graduating college, they spent the first year sharing the same bed.
If she had the chance, she really wanted to stay in a presidential suite, drink Château Lafite, and have a luxurious dinner together with her bestie.
Meanwhile…
Yanyan had gone to meet a client again tonight.
She had definitely been drinking a lot.
How was she doing now?
Did she need someone to comfort and take care of her?
A white Sagitar slowly came to a stop outside Beicheng Garden Residential Complex.
Wang Ning turned around and said, “Yuyan, we’re here.”
Shen Yuyan tucked her phone into her bag and gently opened the car door. “Meixia, Wang Ning, goodnight. Drive safely.”
“Goodnight.”
“…Uh, Yuyan.” Wang Ning hesitated. “Should I walk you upstairs? You drank a lot just now.”
“No need. I’m fine.”
Bang— The car door shut.
Stepping out, Shen Yuyan took a deep breath of the crisp early autumn air.
She lifted her head, looking at the familiar residential complex she had lived in for over a year, then walked through the entrance.
The click-clack of her high heels and the rustling of the wind through the trees echoed softly in the quiet neighborhood.
She took the elevator straight to the 12th floor.
Fumbling in her bag, she pulled out her keys, struggling to insert them into the lock after several attempts.
Click—
The door swung open, revealing a pitch-black interior.
She reached out, feeling for the light switch on the wall.
With a flick, the dim yellow glow of the ceiling light illuminated the entire living room.
She casually kicked off her high heels, not bothering with slippers, stepping barefoot onto the cool floor.
Walking over to the sofa, she collapsed onto it, her hands resting on her knees as she gazed down at her toes.
Today, she had finally secured a new client, reaching an initial cooperation agreement with a commercial building’s property management in Qiaoxi District.
Yet, she didn’t feel particularly happy.
After completing the financing round, Youjie Domestic Services’ growth had fallen far short of her expectations.
She had chosen entrepreneurship in hopes of changing her fate and achieving financial freedom.
But now, Youjie Domestic Services seemed utterly hopeless.
The startup team that once consisted of her, Zhang Tianqi, and Hou Shaoyuan had dwindled down to just her.
Facing Gongying Technology’s aggressive expansion and the struggles of acquiring new clients, she felt an indescribable loneliness and despair.
And what frustrated her even more…
was Fanfu Suzi’s success.
Earlier today, she had met with Guo Liyuan and had a long conversation that left her deeply shaken.
For example:
Their new short drama, The Villainous Supporting Actress Just Wants to Work and Make Money, had generated 18 million yuan in user recharge revenue within 48 hours of launch, becoming one of the biggest hits in the short drama market this year.
Another example:
Under Tang Song’s leadership, Fanfu Suzi had already formed a preliminary cooperation agreement with Yannan Film Base, gaining comprehensive support from the facility.
With a strong cash flow and access to a state-of-the-art film base—
Fanfu Suzi was planning to double its staff within the next month.
Their upcoming short dramas would span romance, mystery, time travel, and various other genres.
They were also preparing to collaborate extensively with both short-form and long-form video platforms.
The short drama industry was in a rapid growth phase, with capital pouring into the sector at an increasing pace.
At this rate, by the end of the year, Fanfu Suzi would be a major player in the short drama market, and its valuation would easily multiply several times over.
The stark contrast left Shen Yuyan with a bitter taste in her mouth.
Ding-ling-ling—
Her phone rang.
Shen Yuyan snapped out of her thoughts and retrieved her phone from her bag.
[Gongying Technology - Ren Mingyuan]
She answered.
“Hello? Yuyan.”
Taking a deep breath, Shen Yuyan smiled. “Good evening, President Ren. What instructions do you have for me?”
“Heh, what instructions could I possibly give?” Ren Mingyuan’s tone was warm. “I just wanted to explain—I’ve been on a business trip in Shanghai, absolutely swamped. I only just got the chance to reach out to you.
I just found out about Hou Shaoyuan selling his shares. Don’t worry—Gongying Technology invested in Youjie Domestic Services because we truly believe in its potential. Our goals remain aligned.”
“Thank you, President Ren. I understand.” Shen Yuyan’s voice was as gentle as ever, but her eyes remained ice-cold.
As the Vice President of Strategic Investments, there was no way Ren Mingyuan didn’t already know about this.
It was precisely because she had trusted this senior from her alma mater—and because of his promised support—that she had chosen to align with Gongying Technology, turning down Tang Song’s investment.
Now, she had been betrayed twice.
The investment funds were still not in place.
There was no way she didn’t hold a grudge.
Shen Yuyan was never one to be overly forgiving.
Her true nature was one of resentment and ambition.
If she ever got the chance—she would make these people regret it for the rest of their lives.
“There’s also good news,” Ren Mingyuan chuckled. “Gongying Technology’s Series C+ funding round has already started. Our listing on the Growth Enterprise Market is just around the corner.
That’s actually what I’ve been busy with in Shanghai.”
“Congratulations! That’s fantastic news—I wish you a smooth process.”
“There shouldn’t be any issues. Our major shareholder, Wang Yubo of Yuanjian Holdings, has officially joined Mingjian Capital as Director of the Fund Division. This Series C+ round is being led by Mingjian Capital.”
Hearing this, Shen Yuyan’s heart skipped a beat.
“Chairman Wang is truly impressive—that means this round is rock solid.
At this rate, Youjie Domestic Services can now claim to be a company backed by a publicly traded firm, haha.”
As one of China’s top private equity firms, Mingjian Capital’s Fund Division Director held an incredibly high status. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Just as she had suspected—Wang Yubo was most likely the son of Yuanjian Holdings’ Chairman.
Ren Mingyuan chuckled. “In a few weeks, there will be a high-end business event in Shanghai. Gongying Technology is a guest company.
Several of our C+ round investors and institutions, including Chairman Wang, will be attending.
I know you’re interested in these kinds of events, so I mentioned you to Chairman Wang—he’d like to invite you personally.”
Shen Yuyan raised an eyebrow and sat up straight.
“Thank you, President Ren, and Chairman Wang. But Youjie Domestic Services is at a critical juncture right now. I might not have the time.”
“Yuyan, sometimes you need to think bigger.”
Ren Mingyuan paused before continuing, “You’re incredibly capable. Your future isn’t limited to this.
Youjie Domestic Services shouldn’t be your cage.”
Shen Yuyan’s eyes flickered. “Thank you for the advice, President Ren.”
“I wouldn’t call it advice. How about this—I’ll send you the event details later. Think it over carefully.”
“Understood.”
“Alright then, bye-bye. Get some rest.”
"Bye-bye."
Hanging up the call, Shen Yuyan clenched her fingers tightly, her eyes shifting with thought.
She was a smart woman—she knew exactly what Ren Mingyuan meant.
Dingdong—
A WeChat notification popped up.
[Ren Mingyuan: "Investor Night · Leading the Future."]
Shen Yuyan took a deep breath, stood up, and stepped onto the balcony.
Her gaze fell upon the mesmerizing nightscape outside.
In her heart, there was confusion, frustration, resentment, and ambition that refused to be suppressed.
After a long pause, she exhaled deeply and murmured,
“I wonder what Qingqing is doing right now… if she’s in pain.”
For a fleeting moment, Tang Song’s image surfaced in her mind.
A strange, inexplicable emotion stirred within her.
Lanfeng International Hotel.
Tang Song had just finished a quick shower, freshened up, and was now seated in a single armchair by the floor-to-ceiling window, clad in a bathrobe.
A glass of wine in one hand, he casually scrolled through unread messages from his contacts.
Just then, the sound of soft footsteps approached.
“I’m all changed~”
Xu Qing’s voice carried a playful tone, mixed with the delicate charm of someone slightly tipsy.
Tang Song put down his phone and looked up—his expression visibly stunned.
A light blue swimsuit hugged Xu Qing’s body tightly, accentuating her flawless proportions.
A small white name tag was printed on the swimsuit’s shoulder strap, adding an extra touch of cuteness.
Against the fabric, her fair skin appeared even more radiant, her waist was slender, her legs long—her entire presence radiated youthful energy.
Her makeup was uniquely styled, with blood-like accents giving her a beautifully haunting allure.
Paired with red-colored contact lenses, she looked as if she had stepped straight out of an anime.
Noticing the burning intensity in Tang Song’s gaze, Xu Qing grinned smugly.
Hahaha! How’s that, Little Songzi? Shocked, aren’t you?!
(==(() Dynamic Light Beam!!!)
As expected—she barely had to try, and she was already at the peak of her rank.
“I’m ready! We can start the shoot now.”
Xu Qing tugged at her twin tails, swaying her hips playfully with a hint of arrogance.
Before she even finished speaking, Tang Song had already stood up and strode toward her.
Xu Qing froze for a moment, her gaze landing on his bare upper body beneath the bathrobe. Her face immediately flushed, and she lowered her head, stammering, “Hey! Why aren’t you wearing anything underneath?! You pervert!”
The moment the words left her mouth, a wave of heat surrounded her.
Her 110-pound frame was effortlessly lifted into the air like a ragdoll, Tang Song’s arms securing her waist.
“Ah! What are you doing?!”
“We’re continuing our role-playing game.”
“W-What kind of game? Put me down first!”
“Shoujo’s Secret Encounter.”
“No! No way! I don’t want to play that!” Xu Qing frantically shook her head, her heart pounding as if it might jump out of her chest.
The next second, she found herself pinned beneath Tang Song, her fair legs kicking in the air.
“Hey! You scoundrel! Mmm—”
Flustered, Xu Qing shoved at Tang Song’s shoulder, her face burning. “Wait! There are… um… protection supplies in my bag!”
Tang Song shook his head. “I don’t use those.”
“W-What if I… what if I get pregnant?! I don’t want a baby!” Xu Qing’s eyes welled up with tears in an instant.
This scumbag Little Songzi already has several girlfriends.
What if I really got pregnant and he refused to take responsibility?
Would I end up as a single mom, struggling alongside my best friend to raise a child?
Would I suffer through life’s hardships and meet an untimely fate?
009.
Seeing Xu Qing suddenly go into full drama mode, Tang Song exhaled and lightly smacked her on the back. “Relax. That won’t happen.”
“Ah!” Xu Qing’s eyes widened in shock. “Wait… don’t tell me you have… a medical condition?”
If that were the case, wouldn’t that be too pitiful?!
“…What the hell?! How does your brain even work?!”
Tang Song couldn’t keep a straight face anymore.
Shaking his head, he casually removed his bathrobe.
Xu Qing let out a sharp “Ah!” and immediately covered her eyes with both hands.
Rip!
The fabric of her Sukumizu tore slightly, revealing a stretch of smooth, fair skin.
Feeling the sudden shift in atmosphere, Xu Qing shivered slightly.
The soft mattress beneath her compressed under their weight, her twin tails becoming tousled and messy.
Tang Song’s breathing grew heavier.
His lips brushed against her forehead, eyes, ears, and collarbone.
Each time, Xu Qing let out a soft sound and squirmed, clearly flustered.
It was unexpectedly amusing.
“Wait! Hold on!” Xu Qing suddenly snapped open her eyes and patted Tang Song’s shoulder.
“What is it, Qingqing?”
Seeing Tang Song’s well-defined physique up close, Xu Qing swallowed nervously and murmured, “J-Just… be gentle, okay? And if I say stop, we stop. I have stuff to do tomorrow.”
Tang Song chuckled, pressing a light kiss to her forehead.
The next second, Xu Qing’s eyes widened in shock.
“Wait—No! Stop! S-Stop!”
Soon, only soft murmurs and gentle sounds could be heard in the room.