novelraw Chapter 435: This Is a Disaster
Chapter 435: This Is a Disaster
The cozy, romantic Western restaurant was filled with the soft melody of piano music, blending with the rich aroma of food in the air, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
Xu Qing sat gracefully on a light gray chair, trying her best to eat more elegantly.
Finally, her mom had left town, and she could breathe a sigh of relief.
No doubt about it—Mrs. Han was an absolute handful.
During her three or four days in town, she had done nothing but attend the wedding and then dragged Xu Qing around in the Bentley Continental, taking countless photos everywhere.
Taking a bite of the buttery, delicate foie gras, Xu Qing sneaked a glance at the man sitting across from her.
Tang Song was slightly lowering his head, focused on cutting his steak.
The knife and fork in his hands seemed to move with extraordinary elegance, each slice precisely executed.
The steak’s juices slowly seeped out.
Xu Qing’s face flushed, and she rubbed her legs together slightly.Maybe it was love making him look better, but the more she watched, the hotter Tang Song seemed.
And the fact that he casually took her to such a high-end restaurant just for lunch?
Hehe.
From now on, whenever she wanted to eat good food—she’d just call him up!
Might as well ruthlessly milk this rich scumbag dry!
(>U<)
"Click—"
Just as her thoughts were drifting into nonsense, a perfectly cut piece of steak was placed in front of her.
A gentle voice reached her ears:
"Saw you struggling to cut it, let’s swap."
Then, Tang Song took away her half-eaten steak in exchange.
Their eyes met, and Xu Qing’s heart skipped a beat.
Blushing, she murmured, "Thank you."
This was just like something out of a novel.
Lately, between her WeChat conversations and real-life interactions with Tang Song,
She often felt like she had somehow been transported into her own web novel—"Wrong Room, Found a Bossy CEO."
At this point, she half-suspected that Tang Song had read her story before.
"No need to thank me. Order whatever you like."
Xu Qing responded with an "Oh" and happily dug in.
As they ate, they chatted casually about various topics—
Recent hit TV dramas, Xu Qing’s work at Fanfu Suzi Media, but mostly—
They talked about cosplay outfit designs.
After Lunch—Outside the Restaurant
Xu Qing opened her bag, took out a set of car keys, and handed them over.
"Here, returning it to its rightful owner. Thanks again."
"If you like it, you can keep driving it."
"Hmm…" Xu Qing licked her lips, then shook her head.
"No need, my place isn’t far from work, and there’s a direct bus."
Tang Song paused for a moment, then looked at her.
"How about this—take some time over the next few days and see if there’s a car you like. I’ll buy it for you.
Price doesn’t matter, as long as you like it."
Right now, even excluding his company assets, his personal liquid funds had exceeded 100 million yuan.
Buying a car or a house for his girlfriends was effortless.
Besides, Xu Qing already had her driver’s license, and he’d heard that she had practiced driving Xiao Xue’s Porsche a few times.
Might as well handle it all at once.
The moment she heard he was buying her a car, Xu Qing’s heart nearly exploded with excitement.
She even wiggled her hips instinctively.
But then—
"No way. I can’t accept such an expensive gift."
"Why not?"
Xu Qing, face red, muttered, "Our relationship… isn’t at that level yet, right?"
After all, she had just started dating Tang Song, and there were already Wen Ruan, Xiao Jing, and Lin Muxue in the mix.
If she accepted such a lavish gift, it’d totally feel like she was being kept.
And Xu Qing was not the type to lose face so easily.
Tang Song looked at her bright, playful expression and smiled.
"We’re boyfriend and girlfriend, and I’ve even met your mom. I’d say we’re at that level, wouldn’t you?"
Xu Qing pouted.
"That was just using you as a shield to deal with my mom and those nosy uncles and aunties. We agreed on that from the start."
As she spoke, she sneakily glanced at Tang Song.
Hmph, you think this is enough to completely capture my heart?
Not even close!
You need to treat me even better!
I’m not like that dummy, Xiao Jing!
()Y
"I see."
Tang Song nodded calmly.
"Alright then, I guess I was overthinking things."
Taking the keys from her hand, he continued, "I have a very important meeting this afternoon. I’ll be off now. Bye."
Xu Qing had been so caught up in her own smug little fantasy that when she heard this, her face turned pale in an instant.
Panicking, she grabbed his arm.
"You… you can’t just leave!"
Tang Song paused, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
"Oh? Is there something else?"
Xu Qing’s eyes turned red, and she whispered, "That’s not what I meant. You misunderstood."
"Then what are we?"
Xu Qing looked up at him, hesitated, then mumbled, "Boy… boyfriend and girlfriend."
"But what you just said really hurt my feelings."
"Then… then what do you want me to do?"
"I swear, I didn’t mean it that way!"
Tang Song leaned in slightly, breathing in the light, soapy fragrance of her skin.
His voice lowered, "Let me spank you 50 times, and I’ll forgive you."
"AH?! NO WAY!"
Xu Qing instantly put both hands behind her, protecting her butt like her life depended on it.
She shook her head violently, "I refuse!"
"40 times."
Seeing her strong resistance, Tang Song lowered the number.
Xu Qing, still covering her precious backside, grimaced.
"No!"
"30 times. If you don’t agree, I’m leaving."
Tang Song took a step forward, his gaze locked onto her.
A subtle, playful glint flickered in his eyes.
This cosplayer was really fun to tease—her personality was hilarious, and bullying her felt extremely satisfying.
"Then… then…"
After an intense internal struggle, Xu Qing gritted her teeth.
"Fine! But… you can’t use a belt!"
Tang Song’s eye twitched slightly.
"Relax, I’m not a sadist."
Xu Qing opened her mouth, about to mention Xiao Jing, but in the end, she swallowed her words.
You better not be!
Otherwise… I’ll tell Wen Ruan everything about you and Xiao Jing!
Ten Minutes Later
A white Bentley Continental pulled up in front of Yuhua Business Tower.
Under Tang Song’s request, Xu Qing reluctantly kissed him on the cheek before finally opening the door and heading into the office building.
As she walked, her face was full of worry, muttering nervously under her breath.
Just hearing Tang Song’s "punishment", she couldn’t help but think of how Xiao Jing described it in their WeChat chats—
Like a little animal, lying on the ground, getting "disciplined," while having to obediently say, "I was wrong."
And there was even a chance… he’d use a belt?!
NO WAY!
She was NOT a weirdo like Xiao Jing!
The thought of being punished like Xiao Jing made Xu Qing's scalp tingle.
How could she ever hold her head high again if Tang Song actually followed through?
But even worse—what if he got used to it?
If he started treating her like he did Xiao Jing, then she was really doomed!
(๑°⌓°๑)/~
Elevator Ride
Before she knew it, Xu Qing had arrived at the elevator lobby.
While waiting, she suddenly heard two polite voices behind her.
"Senior Xu Qing."
She immediately straightened her back, lifted her chest, and smiled as she turned around.
"Good afternoon, ladies."
It was Yao Lingling and Li Shumin.
After exchanging a few words about the weather, the elevator arrived with a soft ding—.
As they stepped inside, Xu Qing's dark eyes flickered mischievously as she took a quick glance at Yao Lingling’s modest A-cup chest and smirked to herself.
She loved befriending girls who were smaller than her.
Plus, today she was wearing padded inserts, making her look extra dominant and powerful!
This fashion assistant, whom she had disguised as "Zhang Lingling" in her novel, had been making frequent appearances lately—mostly just to highlight how much bigger the female lead’s chest was.
But then—her expression shifted slightly, her eyes moving down to Lingling’s hips.
Before, she had only paid attention to her chest, but now she realized—
This girl had a seriously plump, juicy butt.
Touching her own smaller one, Xu Qing felt a wave of envy.
(ε=（⊙ ⌓⊙）) Sigh
If she had a thick, bouncy butt like that, even if Tang Song spanked her, it wouldn’t hurt nearly as much!
Speaking of which…
Wen Ruan’s was also big and perky…
Wait.
Did that mean Tang Song spanked Wen Ruan often too?!
Lost in her chaotic thoughts, she almost didn’t notice when the elevator arrived at the 19th floor.
She quickly said goodbye to the two girls and hurried off.
Lingling & Shumin Gossip
Watching Xu Qing disappear down the hall, Li Shumin nudged Yao Lingling’s elbow and whispered:
"Lingling, did you notice something different about Senior Xu Qing?"
Yao Lingling blinked, curious. "What change?"
"Her chest!" Li Shumin lowered her voice dramatically.
"Didn’t you see? Her chest is definitely bigger today! I’m telling you, she totally padded it. At least two centimeters!"
"Huh…?"
Lingling thought back for a moment.
Now that she mentioned it… it did seem bigger than usual.
Her heart skipped a beat.
If Xu Qing could do it, maybe she could too!
This weekend, she had plans to go motorcycle riding with Tang Song and Qiuqiu.
Facing Qiuqiu’s overwhelming D-cup dominance, she already felt a little insecure.
If she padded up a little—at least she wouldn’t look so flat!
Back at the Office
After taking a short break, Yao Lingling and Li Shumin got back to modifying samples.
The Yan Provincial International Fashion Exhibition was just around the corner, marking the first official debut of their new brand, "Qimeng."
As one of the designers, Yao Lingling would present her work, interact with industry peers, and maybe even get media exposure—a huge opportunity.
If this went well, she could fast-track her career by years.
Of course, her hard work wasn’t just about career advancement.
She wanted to become a better version of herself.
Ever since she received Tang Song’s Qixi Festival gift, and especially after he helped Jia Hong secure a job, she realized—
Tang Song wasn’t as simple as she had thought.
If she ever wanted to stand beside him, she needed to level up.
Only by becoming excellent could she have the courage to charge forward!
Thinking about their weekend motorcycle ride, a happy smile crept onto her face.
2:00 PM – Chaos Strikes
Suddenly, Li Shumin leaned in, looking panicked.
"Lingling, we have a problem!"
"Huh? What happened?"
"Check the group chat! Jia Hong just sent a photo—it’s about Tang Song!"
Yao Lingling froze, her expression shifting to urgency as she grabbed her phone.
In their three-person WeChat group, a new message had appeared:
【Zhang Jiahong: "@Lingling, I just saw Tang Song at Huashang Fashion. But… he was with a girl."】
【Zhang Jiahong: Photo.jpg】
Lingling immediately clicked on it.
It was a long-distance shot taken from an upper-floor window, zoomed in so much it looked blurry.
But even through the pixelation—
She could clearly recognize one of the figures.
Tang Song.
And beside him—
Even though the woman’s face was unclear, her curves were unmistakable.
Front-heavy. Back-heavy.
Definitely a bombshell.
The two of them were standing close, their arms nearly touching—
Looking very intimate.
Yao Lingling took a deep breath.
She had always known Tang Song had other women in his life.
His old Little Red Book posts were still there, and she had even joked about them in the comments before.
But now… seeing it in front of her felt different.
"Bzzz—"
Another message popped up.
【Li Shumin: "@Jiahong, hurry downstairs and "accidentally" run into them! See who she is!"】
【Zhang Jiahong: "I just happened to be drinking coffee by the window when I spotted them walking in from the parking lot. Now they’ve already entered the office building—not sure which floor they went to. @Lingling, should I ask Tang Song directly?"】
Yao Lingling exhaled slowly, quickly typing back.
"No need. Tang Song has his own social circle, and this is during work hours. Let’s not disturb him."
【Zhang Jiahong: "Alright, I just wanted to let you know. Since they came to Huashang Fashion, it’s probably for work. I’ll keep an eye out and update you if anything happens."】
"Got it. Now focus on work before your boss catches you slacking!"
She put her phone down, her mind a blur of thoughts.
The Qixi Festival gift, the intimate moment last week in his room…
Yao Lingling’s heart wavered.
Who was that woman?
And what was her relationship with Tang Song?
Reality Check
"Slap—"
A playful smack landed on her butt.
"Stop overthinking," Li Shumin whispered.
"Tang Song is so successful and handsome—it’d be weird if there weren’t other girls around him."
"Hey! Can you stop slapping my butt all the time?!"
Lingling’s face turned red as she lightly smacked her friend back.
Grinning, Li Shumin leaned in and teased,
"Last time we had hotpot at home, I noticed something—Tang Song totally glanced at your butt a few times."
"Come on, Lingling. Be brave. No fear. Keep training those glutes! Haha!"
With her friend’s playful encouragement, Yao Lingling quickly snapped back to her usual cheerful self, laughing and joking around.
She had always been optimistic, never one to obsess over small matters.
And honestly—
A guy like Tang Song?
It was impossible for women not to be drawn to him.
The only reason she hadn't confessed yet was fear of rejection.
She didn’t want to risk losing what they had now—
The daily chats, the occasional meals and drinks, the motorcycle rides…
And most importantly—
She was working hard to become better.
Huashang Fashion – 8th Floor, Strategy Meeting Room
Inside the spacious conference room, the attendees were all company executives—
Vice Presidents and higher.
Executive President Wu Wei stood in front of the projection screen, with the timeline of Huashang’s 24-year development history displayed behind him.
The main topic of this strategic seminar was "Huashang Fashion’s Development Strategy for the Next Five Years."
Due to increased market competition and a shift in OEM orders toward Southeast Asia, Huashang Fashion's 2023 order volume had declined by 15% year-over-year, with profits also down by 1.5%.
The company's flagship high-end women’s fashion brand, "Huashang·Qingyu," was losing its growth momentum and showing a downward trend.
These issues had been evident for a while, and the management team had been actively seeking reforms, though with little success.
After listening for over an hour, Tang Song had already figured it out— ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
This meeting was more about formality than substance.
Everyone appeared to be contributing their ideas, but no one could propose a truly effective solution.
As a long-established traditional manufacturing company, Huashang Fashion had clear internal issues.
A major transformation would be incredibly difficult.
Mid-Meeting Break
Administrative Director Chai Wei approached with a bright smile.
"Director Tang, you rarely visit the company. Would you like me to give you a tour of the office building and take you through each floor?"
As a newly appointed board director, this was Tang Song’s third visit to the company.
And every time, he had only met with senior executives.
So far, regular employees were still unaware that the company had gained a young and handsome shareholder and director.
Tang Song paused for a moment before shaking his head lightly.
"Thank you, Director Chai, but that won’t be necessary."
His main purpose for coming here was to discuss OEM business with CEO Wu Wei, not to make an appearance in the office areas.
However, his assistant, Xiao Xue, was clearly not as low-key as he was.
The moment she heard Chai Wei’s offer, her eyes lit up instantly.
She subtly swayed her hips and couldn’t help but speak up.
"Director Tang, how about I go on your behalf? That way, when you visit again, Director Chai won’t need to guide you."
Due to Wen Qiuyue’s connections, she had been eager to get closer to Huashang Fashion.
This was a rare opportunity.
Tang Song glanced at her and smiled.
"Alright, I’ll leave it to you then."
He could tell Xiao Xue had absolutely no interest in the "strategic seminar."
Sitting here for over two hours must have been pure torture for her.
Letting her step out for some fresh air was probably for the best.
"Understood, Director Tang."
Lin Muxue elegantly stood up, following Chai Wei out of the conference room.
The two of them started exploring the office floors from top to bottom.
"The 8th floor is primarily the executive offices, along with some strategic decision-making meeting rooms..."
"The 7th floor houses the employee services complex, including a medical room and a gym..."
At 40 years old, Chai Wei had been working at Huashang Fashion for over a decade and was exceptionally well-connected.
Noticing Lin Muxue’s stunning looks and Tang Song’s attitude toward her, she naturally did not underestimate this assistant.
She was extremely enthusiastic and courteous.
Along the way, elegant, poised, and strikingly beautiful Lin Muxue attracted countless stares and whispers.
Whenever they encountered department heads, Chai Wei would proactively introduce her.
And the moment they heard that she was the assistant to a company board director, everyone became incredibly warm and welcoming.
Standing in the spotlight, Lin Muxue walked confidently, exuding charm and energy.
For a long time, she had worked as a freelance fashion model, and she had even done multiple jobs for Huashang Fashion before—
There was even a time when she came here to shoot promotional photos for their product lines.
Back then, she had been a nobody, and even a minor event planning supervisor could boss her around at will.
Now, walking through the headquarters of Huashang Fashion once again, feeling the admiring gazes and awe from those around her,
She felt a rush of exhilaration and an overwhelming surge of emotion.
For a moment, she almost wanted to say a few words in English to greet the employees.
3rd Floor – R&D & Design Center (Basic Lab), Southeast Office Area
Zhang Jiahong sat at her workstation, her desk filled with design sketches, color swatch books, and a 27-inch drawing tablet.
On the wall beside her, various inspiration boards were pinned up.
Her fingers moved swiftly across the digital screen, fine-tuning pattern curves and marking revision points.
Finally landing her dream job at a top company, securing stable employment, and earning a solid salary of 6 figures,
She cherished this job deeply.
Even though work wasn’t particularly demanding, she voluntarily stayed late every day.
On evenings and weekends, she would even ask Yao Lingling for design advice.
Suddenly, the office space became eerily quiet.
The coworkers who had been casually chatting just moments ago all rushed back to their desks and sat up straight.
Sensing the unusual atmosphere, Zhang Jiahong immediately realized—
A senior leader must be visiting!
Sure enough, she soon heard hushed whispers from nearby colleagues.
Apparently, an assistant from the board of directors was coming to tour this department.
Zhang Jiahong quickly gathered her design sketches and color swatch books, neatly stacking them beside her.
She waited for about ten minutes before faint footsteps and conversations echoed from the hallway.
Pretending to focus on her design work, she couldn’t help but steal a glance toward the entrance.
At the corner of the hallway, three figures approached while chatting and laughing.
Two of them she recognized—
Chai Wei, the Administrative Director, and Lü Shilei, the Fashion Design Manager.
But the one who stood out the most was the other woman.
A young woman in her early twenties, with a tall, slender figure, delicate facial features, and bright, captivating eyes.
She wore a light coffee-colored business suit, simple yet elegant, highlighting her graceful curves.
Her steps were light yet confident, balancing the poise and intelligence of a professional woman with the charm and femininity of a model.
She looked like a character straight out of a high-end corporate drama.
Watching the striking figure walk closer, especially taking in her stylish outfit,
Zhang Jiahong’s jaw slowly dropped.
Wasn’t this the woman she had seen with Senior Tang Song earlier?!
Damn… She looked even better up close!
And she was actually a leader at Huashang Fashion?!
Oh no…
Lingling was doomed!