novelraw Chapter 511: Little Jing and Little Xue
Chapter 511: Little Jing and Little Xue
As soon as Lin Muxue finished speaking,
Ren Jianhong immediately turned and began directing the staff to get busy in an orderly fashion.
“Zhenzhen, Xiaotong.” Lin Muxue looked up at the others still frozen in the booth. “Come on, let’s move to a new spot.”
Lin Yuzhen trembled, her face flushed as she stammered, “Oh! Oh! Okay, sis!”
Excitement and nerves twisted together—she tried hard to stay calm, afraid she’d behave improperly and embarrass her cousin.
Li Xiaotong shrank her shoulders, grabbed her bag, and lowered her head, the awe in her eyes growing deeper.
The two of them carefully followed behind Lin Muxue, slowly heading toward the inner section.
A waitress leaned in and asked softly, “Brother Zhou, should we bring your Armand de Brignac over for you?”
Zhou Hao looked at the two bottles of Armand he’d just ordered, then at Lin Muxue, who was surrounded like a queen. He swallowed hard. “Yeah.”
Then he tugged Lu Yun’s arm and quickly followed after them, trying to regain some presence.The new booth was located in the core area of the entire bar—wide view, maximum privacy.
The tabletop was covered in a layer of soft velvet, with elegant decorations and fresh flowers arranged in the center—clearly added last-minute.
Ren Jianhong stood beside Lin Muxue and said in a low voice, “Director Lin, do you have any particular music preferences? If it’s not to your liking, we can adjust it anytime.”
“Thank you for the arrangements, Director Ren, but no need to go to too much trouble. I’m just here to sit with some friends today—as long as everyone’s having a good time, that’s enough.”
“Understood.” Ren Jianhong nodded and gestured toward a nearby server. “This is our most experienced mixologist, here to personally prepare drinks suited to your taste.”
The bartender immediately bowed deeply.
Lin Muxue gave a slight nod, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “Thank you, Director Ren. I appreciate the effort.”
“You’re too kind!” Ren Jianhong’s smile grew even brighter. “I’ll leave you and your friends to it. If you need anything at all, just let us know.”
As the bar manager, he was naturally skilled at reading the room.
Ever since the hotel changed owners, everyone had memorized the preferences of Chairman Tang and his inner circle.
Take this assistant, for example—famously high-profile.
Whether it was at the wellness club, the spa, the restaurant—wherever she went, she seemed to enjoy the spotlight.
Honestly, anyone with half a brain could guess that her relationship with Chairman Tang was... not so simple.
So when he heard from the lobby greeter that Assistant Lin had arrived, he didn’t waste a second pulling out all the stops to leave a strong impression.
“Sis...” Lin Yuzhen took a deep breath and sat down beside Lin Muxue, excitedly asking, “I just heard Director Ren call you a leader... do you work at this five-star hotel now?”
She even motioned vaguely toward the ceiling.
With the alcohol in her system, Lin Yuzhen was bolder and warmer than usual, and she spoke to her cousin with a more natural ease.
To be honest, compared to the luxury store earlier, her cousin’s aura in the nightclub was far more overwhelming.
At the center of the bar’s attention, with the general manager, staff, security, and hostesses all fawning over her—
She looked like one of those overpowered male leads from the web novels you binge, but in a dazzling female version—beautiful, aloof, and absolutely magnificent.
As soon as she asked the question, Li Xiaotong perked up and scooted closer to listen.
Zhou Hao and Lu Yun also looked over with curiosity.
“Heh.” Lin Muxue lifted a cocktail, took a sip, crossed her left leg over her right, and spoke with calm authority, “That’s not wrong. In fact, Lanfeng International is just one small part of the business I handle. I don’t usually come here. But since you and your classmates are partying on my turf, of course I have to come welcome you.”
Her tone was cool and composed, matched with her graceful posture and icy aura—it fully embodied the Empress Muxue persona.
Everyone at the booth was visibly shaken.
Lu Yun gripped his glass tightly, his expression stunned.
Unlike Zhou Hao, he wasn’t inexperienced. Working in his family’s business, he understood exactly how much weight Lin Muxue’s words carried.
This was Lanfeng International!
The most luxurious five-star foreign-affiliated hotel in Yan City!
It employed hundreds, spanned across numerous industries through its suppliers, and wielded terrifying social and business influence.
Yet in Director Lin’s words, it was “just one small part of her responsibilities”? Then what kind of role did she truly hold?
He had only come out for a casual drink with Zhou Hao tonight, and somehow ended up meeting a real powerhouse.
With that realization, just looking at Lin Muxue made him feel a suffocating sense of pressure.
Zhou Hao’s head buzzed. His cheeks burned. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ noᴠelfire.net
Suddenly, he felt like ordering those bottles of Armand de Brignac was childishly ridiculous.
He was just a twenty-something college student—good family, good looks, never really faced setbacks.
He’d been a bit too naïve and overconfident.
As the booth was fully arranged, hotel security gathered around it. The camera angles were also adjusted to ensure Lin Muxue’s face wouldn’t be caught on film.
Inside the bar, eyes filled with curiosity, reverence, envy, and heat all turned toward them.
“Sis, you’re amazing!” Lin Yuzhen’s eyes sparkled as she clutched her chest. “I never heard anyone mention this before. I didn’t know you were such a boss now!”
Lin Muxue didn’t reply. She simply leaned back on the couch,
Her gaze swept across the dance floor, as if she had the whole scene under her control.
Outwardly, she was calm and composed—but her heart rate was skyrocketing, dopamine surging so much she almost needed a bathroom break.
“Hiss—”
Inside her Valentino heels, her toes curled and flexed uncontrollably. A trace of intoxicated delight flashed through her eyes.
This was the life she’d always dreamed of.
Receiving top-tier service, admired and revered by everyone in the room, standing as the focus of all envy—
Unapologetically flaunting and displaying it all.
...
Elsewhere.
Liu Huiyang pointed toward the central area and said with surprise, “Manager Hua, isn’t that your friend?”
Hua Yuhan blinked and nodded, puzzled.
He had only stepped away for a drink for a few minutes—how had the whole scene changed so drastically?
Then he saw the bar’s general manager accompanying them, moving them into the most central VIP booth.
Hua Yuhan’s eyes lit up. After saying goodbye to Liu Huiyang, he walked toward the booth.
He’d originally come just to get a bit closer to Qin Hua, but she’d been pretty cold and disinterested.
Might as well join the excitement and see what this woman’s real background was.
Low murmurs rose all around.
“Who is that woman?”
“No idea, but with that kind of entrance, she’s definitely someone important.”
Everyone loved a beautiful woman, especially one with that kind of aura—it triggered a primal desire to conquer.
Qin Hua, who was drinking with her colleagues, also noticed something unusual. She looked up toward the center of attention and quickly spotted that high-profile figure, a hint of surprise flashing across her face.
“What is it?” Tian Jing set down her wine glass and nudged her arm.
Qin Hua quickly composed herself and smiled. “Nothing, just saw someone I know.”
As she spoke, she pointed subtly toward Lin Muxue.
They were more like acquaintances, really—they’d crossed paths briefly at a Van Cleef & Arpels showcase event.
Back then, that woman had been accompanied by a shareholder from Isha Beauty, very tall.
Because of her striking looks, she’d left a deep impression.
Otherwise, with how busy she was and the number of people she encountered, she’d probably have forgotten already.
“Oh?” Tian Jing glanced over. “Looks unfamiliar. Haven’t seen her in our circle.”
“She’s not really one of us. I think she’s an executive in the finance industry—don’t remember which company though.” Qin Hua clinked glasses with Tian Jing and took a sip, then added, “Might be a VIP client of Lanfeng International Hotel.”
It wasn’t unheard of, really.
Lanfeng International’s main business was rooms and banquets. If it was a strategic-level partner, they’d often get premium treatment in affiliated services.
Tian Jing nodded and stopped caring about it, turning her attention back to her phone.
“—”
【Qingqing: “(#ShakingHead) I’m not going to the bar. Don’t like that kind of environment. Alright Xiaojing, I’m done chatting, I’m getting ready for bed.”】
Tian Jing pursed her lips into a smile and quickly typed: “Going to sleep this early? Back then we used to chat in the group until 2AM all the time. Haven’t heard any of Qingqing-sama’s boyfriend gossip in forever. I want a story! Is it because it’s too far? How about I send a driver for you now, and we can sleep together at the hotel tonight?”
【Qingqing: “No! I already changed into pajamas. Goodnight!”】
Tian Jing blinked playfully and replied: “I don’t believe you. Unless you send a pic right now and let me see if you’re really in your PJs.”
About a minute later—
Buzz buzz buzz—
【Qingqing: BedroomPajamaPic.jpg】
She opened the picture and quickly noticed the details.
Messy hair, a half-forced casual expression, a slightly awkward cartoon pajama set, and underneath—lingerie she hadn’t had time to remove.
Tian Jing immediately deduced: Xu Qing had changed clothes at lightning speed.
Imagining how panicked she must’ve looked made her laugh out loud.
The more she interacted with Qingqing, the more she realized how entertaining the girl was.
Teasing her was even more fun than playing games or raising pets.
Tian Jing’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she excitedly typed:
“What a shame—I really wanted to sleep with Qingqing-sama! Oh right, our boyfriend loves remote play. Like, you send him videos and let him tell you to do naughty things. Want to try it with me? Build some skills so we can play better with Tang Song? I’ll be the one to instruct you!”
【Qingqing: “(#Angry) No! Xiaojing, how could you be this perverted! I’m not playing that kind of game with you!”】
Tian Jing sent a pitiful sticker and feigned repentance: “Sorry Qingqing-sama, I was wrong, Private Marseille~”
Then cheekily followed with: “(#Excited) Or how about this? You tell me what to do. I’m in a nightclub right now—whatever you say, I’ll secretly do it. Just imagine how thrilling that would be!”
【Qingqing: “You perv! I’m turning off my phone, bye!”】
“Pfft—O(n_n)O hahaha~”
Tian Jing couldn’t help it and doubled over laughing.
Beside her, Qin Hua twitched at the corner of her eye and muttered with exasperation, “Seriously—can you not be so weird? And hey, I worked hard to organize this gathering tonight so I could introduce you to some people, but look at you, ignoring everyone.”
Tian Jing rubbed her cheeks, still sore from laughing, and looked at her bestie. “Are you sure you’re not just using me to win people over?”
“Er...” Qin Hua said sheepishly, “It’s mutual benefit, okay? I am your closest bestie.”
She had worked in the President’s Office as the Administrative Manager for nearly a year. It was about time to make a move.
Recently, with a PR crisis unfolding, Zhongcheng Group’s Food & Beverage Division had undergone a lot of internal shake-ups. Ambitious as she was, she was eyeing a slice of the pie and needed to build her network.
So she took advantage of the holiday to gather some mid-level managers from key departments.
Bringing her best friend Tian Jing along was part of her strategy—to help pave the way for her upcoming transfer.
And as the daughter of Executive Director Tian Chengye, Tian Jing’s influence and social clout were, without question, highly persuasive.
Tian Jing shrugged and grinned. “Hmph, don’t be so sure. I’ve got a new bestie now—someone even closer than you.”
“Oh?” Qin Hua blinked. “What do you mean?”
“Not telling. It’s a secret~” Tian Jing raised her cocktail and took a big sip, a sly smile tugging at her lips.
“Alright then, I seriously don’t get you anymore.”
Qin Hua puffed out her cheeks, then stood up to rally her colleagues for more drinks.
On stage, the DJ switched up the beats, the lights started pulsing, and the atmosphere became even hotter.
“This is my card. It’s a pleasure to meet someone as outstanding as you, Muxue.” Hua Yuhan handed over his business card with a brilliant smile, holding it carefully.
Lin Muxue nodded slightly, took it casually, and gave it a glance.
【Jiahe Department Store Trading Co., Ltd., Purchasing Department Manager, Hua Yuhan】
She had heard of Jiahe Supermarkets before—moderately well-known in Yan City.
Judging by Hua Yuhan’s age and position, he was clearly a textbook second-gen entrepreneur—barely eligible to enter her circle.
Still, far better than Lu Yun and Zhou Hao.
Lin Muxue raised a glass of Armand de Brignac, a slight smile tugging at her lips. “Hello, Manager Hua.”
“No need to be so formal—just call me Yuhan!” Hua Yuhan quickly lifted his glass for a toast, deliberately lowering his rim a little in respect.
Clink— Cold, fruity champagne slid down the throat.
Hua Yuhan seized the moment to strike up a conversation with Lin Muxue, mostly about Lanfeng International Hotel.
His company was also one of the hotel’s partners, so at least they had a shared topic.
After hearing about her identity earlier, he had been thoroughly impressed—and now eager to build a connection.
Zhou Hao watched the exchange, his heart bitter and sour. A deep sense of defeat washed over him.
At the end of the day, he was still a university student. In a setting like this, he couldn’t even get a second look from Lin Muxue.
If it weren’t for Lin Yuzhen, she probably wouldn’t have even acknowledged his existence.
Nearby, Lin Yuzhen, Li Xiaotong, and the others listened in on the conversation, soaking in the luxurious atmosphere of the best booth. Each had their own thoughts.
After a while—
Hua Yuhan cleared his throat and pointed to a nearby booth, feigning casualness. “That’s where some of Zhongcheng Group’s mid-to-senior managers are sitting—they’re our partners too. I was just over there discussing business.”
At those words, Lin Muxue raised her brows and turned toward booth S5—then she saw a familiar figure.
“Qin Hua?”
“Oh? You know Supervisor Qin?” Hua Yuhan smiled. “What a coincidence! I’m friends with her too.”
Lin Muxue nodded. “Yeah, we met before. If I remember correctly, she’s an Administrative Supervisor at Zhongcheng Group’s President’s Office.”
“That’s right—Admin Supervisor!” Hua Yuhan confirmed quickly. “Muxue, your network really is wide-reaching!”
Then he took the chance to toast her again.
Lin Muxue smiled and didn’t say much more, instead turning her attention to the cold-skinned beauty beside Qin Hua.
Or more precisely—to the wrist holding her wine glass.
There, a beautiful bracelet glinted—the Van Cleef & Arpels Perlée collection.
Lin Muxue instinctively touched her own wrist, where the exact same bracelet was clasped—one of the pieces from the gift box Tang Song gave her on Qixi Festival.
To match her dress and the nightclub’s vibe, she’d worn this bracelet worth over half a million tonight.
But that didn’t necessarily mean she was anything special to Tang Song.
After all, anyone who could be close friends with someone like Qin Hua, a true rich and beautiful girl, obviously wasn’t short on money.
Being able to afford Van Cleef & Arpels wasn’t anything unusual.
Perhaps noticing her gaze, Hua Yuhan tactfully asked, “Muxue, do you know the girl next to Qin Hua?”
“Nope,” Lin Muxue shook her head calmly.
Hua Yuhan quickly explained, “She’s not ordinary—she’s the daughter of Tian Chengye, the Executive Director of Zhongcheng Group. Her name’s You Jing, and she’s Qin Hua’s bestie.”
Lin Muxue took a sip of her champagne. “Ah, I see.”
Though she kept a composed expression, her mind was already racing.
Should she go over and say hello? After all, this was her turf.
She’d always been eager to befriend this type of real-deal rich girl—expanding her circle and raising her own social capital.
If it were the past, facing this kind of woman, she’d probably have felt inferior or hesitant.
She’d been a fake socialite once, exactly the kind of person girls like that would step over.
But now, with a black card in hand and Tang Song’s trust, her confidence was rock solid.
Just then, Hua Yuhan added, “I also heard she’s joining Smile Holdings after the holidays.”
“Oh?” Lin Muxue raised her eyebrows slightly. “Smile Holdings?”
“Yeah, pretty impressive. She was in mid-level management at Jinxiu Trading, and because of her great performance, she got transferred there.”
Hearing that, Hua Yuhan couldn’t help adding with admiration.
Lin Muxue suddenly sat up straighter, her gaze locking firmly on Tian Jing.
As Tang Song’s personal assistant and beautician’s best friend, she naturally knew his past resume.
Tang Song had once worked as a programmer at Jinxiu Trading for half a year.
Van Cleef & Arpels bracelet, Smile Holdings, Jinxiu Trading...
Staring at her sweet and pretty face, Lin Muxue’s eyes sparkled faintly.
One coincidence could be brushed off—but all these signs pointing in the same direction? Something was definitely up.
There was a real chance she was Tang Song’s woman.
Maybe even one of Director Jin’s closest inner circle!
Ever since she’d received the "First Snow" gift from Director Jin, she’d felt like part of his faction—
In that case, this girl would be her ally.
——
“Hey, that woman’s looking this way,” a female colleague whispered.
Everyone subtly turned to look—just in time to catch Lin Muxue’s gaze sweeping over their table.
Qin Hua blinked, then beamed and raised her glass.
“Supervisor Qin, you know her?” someone asked curiously.
Qin Hua smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I do.”
A male colleague teased, “Figures—beauties always recognize beauties, ha!”
The group laughed and chimed in, clearly trying to flatter her.
Then, right in their line of sight, Lin Muxue stood up gracefully and began walking over.
The chatter quieted slightly as everyone’s attention locked onto her.
After all, her earlier grand entrance had turned heads, and people were naturally curious.
Qin Hua set down her glass and stood to greet her.
“Hello, Muxue. Long time no see.”
“Long time no see, Qin Hua.” Lin Muxue stepped between the booths, smiling as she exchanged pleasantries with Qin Hua—though her gaze quickly shifted to You Jing.
Aside from the Van Cleef bracelet, she was wearing a Tiffany Sixteen Stone circle necklace (220,000), and Cartier LOVE series stud earrings (60,000).
Her outfit was relatively casual—just a basic Dior fall look, nothing flashy.
Overall, she wasn’t trying to show off, but she was clearly loaded.
And in terms of looks—she was definitely the type Tang Song would go for.
Their eyes met.
Tian Jing blinked her bright, dewy eyes and gave a sweet smile.
She wasn’t sure why, but she felt like this woman named Lin Muxue was looking at her strangely.
Lin Muxue clinked glasses with Qin Hua and took a small sip, then waved a hand to signal a staff member.
The attentive waiter quickly stepped over. “Director Lin, how can I help you?”
Lin Muxue pointed to the booth. Her tone calm and gentle: “Let Manager Ren know—they get the best discount tonight.”
“Understood!” The waiter nodded and hurried off.
Qin Hua was momentarily stunned. “Muxue… that’s…”
Lin Muxue chuckled and shook her head lightly. “It’s fine, we’re friends, right? You’re all here spending money—since I’m with the hotel, offering a little discount is the least I can do.”
“Wait… you work at Lanfeng International?”
“You could say that.” Lin Muxue swirled her champagne and smiled faintly. “It’s part of the business I handle.”
Everyone in the booth exchanged glances. The way they looked at her subtly shifted.
They all knew how elite Lanfeng International Hotel was.
For someone to speak so casually about being in charge of it… said everything about their status.
Qin Hua beamed brightly. “Alright then—thanks, Muxue! Wanna sit and have a drink with us?”
“Sure. If you insist, I won’t say no.” Lin Muxue smoothly took a seat—directly across from Tian Jing.
After a couple of drinks, the vibe grew more relaxed.
Lin Muxue suddenly pulled a sleek, embossed business card from her clutch and smiled. “Xiaojing, nice to meet you. Here’s my contact—I’d love for us to stay in touch.”
Tian Jing accepted it, smiling sweetly. “Thank you, Muxue. The pleasure’s mine.”
They clinked glasses again. Clink—the sound rang out crisply over the noise.
Mission accomplished, Lin Muxue stood up gracefully, nodded politely to the group, and turned to leave.
But just two steps away, she turned back toward Tian Jing, wearing a warm smile.
“Xiaojing, keep in touch. I hope we’ll meet again soon.”
“Mhm, will do. Let’s stay in contact.” You Jing nodded sweetly, her tone light and flawless.
After Lin Muxue walked away, Tian Jing began twirling the business card between her fingers.
It was beautifully crafted, made of premium stock—substantial, but flexible.
Only her name and phone number were printed on it. No title. No company.
She glanced up at the woman’s strikingly confident retreating figure.
Jingjing’s eyes gleamed, sharply catching something off.
There was definitely a secret this Lin Muxue was hiding.
She had deliberately sat across from her, stealing glances at her face and chest the whole time. That gaze had been curious—almost… probing.
And the way she interacted—it felt too warm, too familiar.
As if something clicked in her head, Tian Jing’s expression shifted.
Images from classic GL anime suddenly popped into her mind.
(0∞O1)! Lesbians?!
Nani?! Don’t tell me... she fell for me at first sight?!