novelraw Chapter 516: Su Yu! Su Yu!
Chapter 516: Su Yu! Su Yu!
When he heard the words “I missed you too,” the corner of Mo Xiangwan’s eye twitched uncontrollably.
Just like the teasing he’d done on the phone before,
She still wasn’t quite used to this version of Tang Song who liked expressing his emotions.
The difference from before was just too stark.
Of course, when it came to his affectionate teasing, she didn’t resist it at all—on the contrary, she was very happy.
People like them, even Ms. Ouyang or Director Jin, all saw Tang Song as one of their most important friends deep down.
To Mo Xiangwan, this friend who had saved both her and Su Yu’s lives—
She felt awe, admiration, appreciation, and even dependence.
During the nearly one year he disappeared, she had truly missed him.
“I’ll help you set up your room.”Mo Xiangwan said softly, stepping to Tang Song’s side and taking the suitcase from his hand.
“Thanks.” Tang Song let go of the suitcase, a bright smile appearing on his face.
Mo Xiangwan smiled, “No need to be polite with me.”
Looking at the gentle, radiant agent beside him, Tang Song hesitated, then couldn’t resist giving her a quick hug.
Feeling the warmth from her body, he felt content.
Though he still had no memory of Mo Xiangwan or Su Yu, he clearly remembered the character bios from the game.
【Agent – Mo Xiangwan】Lost her mother at age three, raised by grandparents. At seventeen, abandoned by her family; her father was later imprisoned for fraud.
She entered the entertainment industry starting as an assistant, script supervisor, crew hand—working her way up through all kinds of hardships before becoming a top agent.
That’s when she met him and was recruited by him as Su Yu’s agent, and later became Director of Talent at Tangzong Entertainment.
The reason he had recruited her SR-rank character back then was partly because she was beautiful—and partly because he was obsessed with the Star-Maker gameplay mode and wanted the best assistant possible to help Su Yu reach the top.
Thankfully, Mo Xiangwan hadn’t let him down.
She grew steadily and, together with Su Yu, helped develop Tangzong Entertainment into a listed company, eventually even founding the Juxing Huicui investment firm.
Mo Xiangwan’s body stiffened briefly, but quickly returned to normal.
Just then, light footsteps sounded on the stairs.
Tang Song looked up and saw the foreign goddess humming a tune as she came downstairs.
Anne had clearly just taken a shower, wearing a loose white bathrobe, golden hair wet and falling over her shoulders, a few strands sticking to her neck—lazy and sensual.
She was barefoot, swaying her hips lightly, her long white legs half visible, radiating a kind of irresistible allure with every step.
“Good evening, Anne.” Tang Song raised his hand with a relaxed and natural tone.
“Well, well, well...” Anne drew out the syllables, her gaze sweeping over the two in the living room, her voice tinged with teasing. “Looks like I missed quite the juicy conversation. Song, how’s the chat with Mo? The moment she heard you were staying at my place, she rushed straight from a party without even changing her clothes. You can tell—she really missed you. Probably wanted to jump into your arms right away.”
Hearing that, Tang Song instinctively glanced at the agent beside him.
Mo Xiangwan raised an eyebrow, still wearing an elegant smile, though a barely noticeable flicker passed through her eyes.
“Ms. Kate, your jokes are as bold as ever.”
“Mo, I’ve told you a hundred times—just call me Anne.” Anne stepped lightly in front of them, her face showing a trace of dissatisfaction. “We’ve known each other for years now. I see you as a good friend. Calling me so formally in front of Song makes us sound like strangers.”
The scent of her body wash drifted over—white tea mixed with rose.
“Alright, I’m sorry, Anne.” Mo Xiangwan smiled and nodded.
Anne shrugged. Her light-colored eyes shifted to Tang Song, a proud smile curling on her lips.
Without hesitation, she hooked her arm around his and leaned in slightly, exposing her white shoulders and chest.
“Oh, darling, you’re finally back!” Her voice was sweet and sticky, laced with playful meaning.
Feeling her warm body press against him, Tang Song’s expression grew awkward.
Anne clearly wasn’t wearing anything under that robe.
This kind of double assault—visual and tactile—left him unsure how to react.
Of course, the main reason was that Mo Xiangwan was right beside him. He could only pretend to act proper, afraid his persona would collapse.
After all, the agent was not nearly as fiery and direct as the Western goddess.
“Anne!” Mo Xiangwan’s eye twitched, and she said in a low voice, “I think you should be a bit more reserved. Song is Chinese—he might not be used to your... overwhelming enthusiasm.”
“Oh? Really? I don’t think so,” Anne blinked innocently, locking eyes with Tang Song as if waiting for his response.
Tang Song forced a smile, not knowing how to break the awkward moment. He quickly changed the subject: “It’s getting late. Let’s go tidy up the room first.”
“Mhm, sure!” Anne immediately let go, turning upstairs and pointing ahead. “I already had the maid prepare your room—it’s right next to mine. I’ll show you, see if you like it?”
Mo Xiangwan stepped forward firmly. “Anne, I have work with Song tomorrow, so I’ll be staying here tonight too. Please arrange a room for me.”
“Huh?” Anne blinked, then burst out laughing. “Oh! Mo, you’re such a fake prude. Just admit you didn’t want him spending the night alone with me—you don’t need all these excuses.”
Mo Xiangwan’s expression finally cracked, her voice rising, “You’re misunderstanding.”
“Am I?” Anne suddenly leaned in and planted a kiss on Tang Song’s cheek—so fast no one could react. “I think the current Song is incredibly charming. Who could resist?”
“Ms. Kate!” Mo Xiangwan’s voice sharpened, laced with threat. “I haven’t reported to Director Jin in a while.”
“Uh…” Anne instinctively stepped back, waving her hands. “Oh, oh—this is just between Song and me. No need to bring Jin into it.”
Mo Xiangwan didn’t respond. She stepped forward, grabbed Tang Song’s other arm, and whispered, “Tang, I’ll help you set up your room.”
Tang Song looked at the two women.
One was bold and flamboyant, full of American-style sass.
The other mature, elegant, sharp, and composed.
Thinking of the forces behind each—Secretary Jin and Su Yu—his head began to ache.
…
The elevator doors opened slowly. The three of them stepped into the second-floor corridor.
Anne acted much more restrained and changed the subject to investment talk.
After setting up the room, Mo Xiangwan found Anne still sitting on Tang Song’s bed, reluctant to leave.
So she pulled up a chair and sat too, smiling at Miss Kate, clearly intending to stay as long as needed.
After all, no matter what, she had to ensure Tang Song went to the Modu Film Base tomorrow. No slip-ups allowed.
Anne, without a doubt, was the biggest unknown factor.
Not just because of her special relationship with Director Jin—but also her vague interest in Tang Song.
As a woman—one who had dealt with Anne Kate multiple times—Mo Xiangwan knew exactly what was on her mind.
If she had the chance, Miss Kate absolutely wouldn’t mind sleeping with Tang Song.
After all, for someone like Anne, driven by conquest, thrill, and excitement—Tang Song was probably the most desirable type of man in existence.
And Mo Xiangwan was not about to let him miss his date with Su Yu due to “not being able to get out of bed,” “post-climax fatigue,” or “energy drain.”
Near 11 p.m., Anne, who had taken a red-eye flight, finally couldn’t hold on.
She lay lazily on Tang Song’s bed, golden hair spilling across the pillow—looking irresistibly seductive.
“Alright, I’m going to bed.”
She stretched, got up, gave Tang Song a lingering hug, then walked out reluctantly.
At the doorway, she turned and looked back at Mo Xiangwan with a sly smile. “Mo, please believe me, if you want to sleep with Song tonight, I won’t tell Su. Be bold.”
With a mischievous laugh, she skipped out of the room, leaving a lingering trail of perfume.
Tang Song and Mo Xiangwan instinctively looked at each other, both faces awkward.
“Don’t mind her, Tang. Miss Kate is always like this around friends.” Mo Xiangwan quickly averted her gaze, pretending to be unfazed. “I won’t disturb your rest then. Good night.”
“Good night.” Tang Song’s voice was unusually gentle.
Mo Xiangwan glanced at him again, turned gracefully, and walked out. The sound of her heels on the carpet faded into the hallway.
The door clicked shut. The room still held traces of two very different scents.
After washing up, Tang Song lay on the bed and stared out the window, his thoughts adrift.
This trip to Modu felt completely different from the last.
Mainly because he now had more unlocked permissions—including those for Anne and Mo Xiangwan.
He could talk to them, interact with them, truly feel their presence.
These characters who were once just digital images were now real parts of his life.
It was surreal—and exciting.
And of course, most importantly—he was about to see Su Yu.
After spending time in Heartthrob Growth Plan, he’d completed the initial capital accumulation, created Smile Holdings, and founded Tangyi Precision. Everything was getting on track.
Once he’d built up massive resources, he’d wanted to experience the fun of “star-making” and indulge his guilty pleasures.
He poured time and energy into that game mode.
In the gacha system—excluding rare bugs like 【Secretary Jin】—SSR was the top tier, and incredibly rare. Each pull required special items.
He used tons of items to pull again and again,
Until he finally got Su Yu.
He still remembered the moment her ethereal character card appeared on his screen—how thrilled and emotional he felt.
As a celebrity, Su Yu was near perfect.
So without hesitation, he poured resources into her, spending over a year of game time to shape her into his ideal star.
During that time, all other quests became side content—“Star-Making” became the mainline.
Once the excitement passed and her development was complete, only interactions remained. That’s when he cooled off and shifted focus back to business, boosting his charm stat.
“Movie star... see you tomorrow.”
Tang Song smiled and slowly closed his eyes.
...
Wednesday, October 4, 2023. Overcast to clear. 20~25°C.
5 a.m. The sky was still dark.
Emerald Lake Residences
Makeup artists, stylists, and assistants were already moving orderly between rooms.
Everyone held their breath, afraid to make a sound.
In the makeup room, the lighting was soft yet bright.
Su Yu sat in the center makeup chair, dressed in a white silk robe from a high-end designer, her long hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders.
She kept her eyes gently closed, allowing the makeup artists to work delicately on her face.
The entire process was quiet and orderly, as if even the air had frozen still.
“Sister Yu, we’ve chosen a light brown palette for the eye makeup. It’ll look more natural,” the chief stylist whispered from the side.
Su Yu calmly nodded, not saying a word.
Tang Song’s image kept flashing through her mind.
What would he wear?
What would his first words be?
Would he be angry about her past impulsiveness?
What if… he didn’t show up at all?
These questions surged like waves, making her chest feel a little tight.
Ever since she learned Tang Song would be visiting the set, she’d gone into full beauty-prep mode.
Daily skincare, body sculpting, supplements—even sleep aids to prevent dark circles from insomnia.
She’d also coordinated with the crew to adjust the filming schedule and even revised her wardrobe with the director and scriptwriter,
All to ensure she would appear absolutely flawless today.
Now, the moment had finally come.
Foundation, eye makeup, hair styling, outfit coordination...
The entire process had taken over two hours.
“Sister Yu, it’s time to head to the Modu Film Base.” Assistant Cheng Xiaoxi quickly approached and whispered, “It’s about a forty-minute drive—just in time for today’s shoot.”
Su Yu stood up, glanced at herself in the mirror, let out a soft breath, and turned to leave.
Her stunning face carried a trace of undisguisable nervousness.
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Shaving, clipping nails, blow-drying hair, skincare...
Tang Song stood before the mirror in the dressing room, examining himself with a satisfied smile.
His V-line abs were starting to take shape. Combined with his great body proportions, he looked incredibly attractive.
Any female star who saw him would definitely be smitten.
After fantasizing a bit, he started rummaging for an outfit suitable for the visit to set.
Before leaving Yancheng, he had prepared four sets of outfits for different occasions.
Just as he hesitated over which to choose—
Knock knock knock— The door was gently tapped.
“Tang, may I come in?” came Mo Xiangwan’s warm voice from outside.
“Come in,” Tang Song called out, then walked out of the dressing room.
The door opened, and Mo Xiangwan stepped in wearing formal attire.
When she saw Tang Song’s bare upper body, her eyes twitched slightly but quickly regained composure, showing no visible reaction.
“Xiangwan, perfect timing. Help me choose—what should I wear today?” Tang Song smiled, his tone casual and easy.
Mo Xiangwan took a soft breath and handed over a bag. “Actually, that’s exactly why I came. I picked this out for you earlier. It’s low-key. Want to give it a try?”
Tang Song raised his eyebrows and took it. “Thanks, that’s thoughtful. Since it’s all set, I’ll go with your choice.”
With that, he turned and returned to the dressing room to change.
Mo Xiangwan stayed in place, pressing her lips together, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks.
It was her first time realizing Tang Song’s physique was that good.
A few minutes later, he walked out dressed.
A simple gray sweatshirt paired with dark blue jeans—very low-profile, but because of his build and charisma, the outfit looked exceptional. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI(F)ire.net
“How’s this?”
Mo Xiangwan gave a soft smile. “Very handsome.”
Tang Song nodded, then opened the nightstand drawer, pulling out a baseball cap and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
After all, they were going to a film set—lots of people around.
The [Tang Song’s Baseball Cap] was a legendary piece—able to suppress aura and keep a low profile, a true artifact.
As for [Tang Song’s Glasses], they were special: when worn within a certain proximity of [Su Yu’s Glasses], they triggered a mysterious luck synergy effect.
Since this was a date with a female star, of course he had to wear them.
“How about now? Pretty hard to recognize me, huh?” Tang Song stepped up, showing off from side to side.
Mo Xiangwan’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes lighting up like stars.
The reason she picked this outfit for Tang Song was all because of Su Yu.
If there was one memory Su Yu had never let go of, it was that fateful encounter six and a half years ago.
She had described it countless times—
Gray embroidered sweatshirt, dark blue jeans, baseball cap, black-rimmed glasses...
Right now, Tang Song looked exactly like that memory.
What’s more, Su Yu had specifically edited the script for today’s shoot, changing the heroine’s outfit to match that very day.
Mo Xiangwan could practically imagine how shocked and delighted Su Yu would be when she saw him.
Seeing her staring blankly, Tang Song couldn’t help but tease, “Haha, don’t tell me I’ve charmed you too?”
Mo Xiangwan snapped out of it and laughed. “Tang, you’re indeed charming.”
9:00 a.m.
A black Maybach S680 smoothly merged into the streets of Modu.
Outside the window, crowds bustled by against the backdrop of the dazzling cityscape.
After more than half an hour—
While Tang Song was deep in thought, the glasses on his nose suddenly lit up.
His heart jumped. A distinct intuition surged through him—Su Yu was nearby.
He instinctively looked out the window.
There seemed to be a faint violet shimmer in the air—dreamlike, as if the world were filtered through a magical lens.
The synergy effect between [Su Yu’s Glasses] and [Tang Song’s Glasses] had triggered!
Noticing his odd expression, Mo Xiangwan tapped the window and whispered,
“We’ve entered the film base. We’ll head straight to the shoot. They're probably filming now. Tang, you can watch her performance. Once break time comes, head straight to the lounge.”
“Alright.” Tang Song nodded and exhaled deeply, trying to calm his racing heart.
After showing IDs and passing security checks, the Maybach slowly rolled into the Modu Film Base.
Tree-lined paths, crew vans parked along the road, shouts of “Cut!” from a director echoing in the distance—
Soon, a clear system prompt rang in Tang Song’s ears:
“Ding! Character interaction quest [Set Visit & Cameo] is now active.”
“Ding! Communication access unlocked for [Female Star – Su Yu].”
“!” A system interface opened in front of him.
At the center of the [Character Center] page, a violet card glowed brightly.
Looking at the familiar character art, Tang Song’s gaze went soft.
After a moment, he closed the interface and peered out the window, his heart pounding.
The Maybach came to a slow stop in the parking lot.
They got out of the car.
Nearby crew members quickly approached, warmly greeting them:
“Director Mo!” “Good morning, Director Mo!”
Mo Xiangwan gave a slight nod, her voice gentle yet authoritative. “Let’s go.”
Tang Song pressed his lips together and walked beside her toward the set.
Morning sunlight filtered through the tall plane tree leaves, casting dappled shadows.
The air carried a fresh scent of foliage.
As they approached, the crowd grew denser.
Crew members bustled around in an orderly manner—some carrying heavy camera gear, some checking lines with scripts, others adjusting reflectors.
The entire set buzzed with a tense, focused energy.
Just then, a rich female voice reached Tang Song’s ears—full of emotion:
“If all of this... is merely the result of choice, then I’m willing to trade everything I have for one more chance to start over.”
Su Yu! Su Yu!
Tang Song’s footsteps involuntarily quickened.
He moved past Mo Xiangwan, past crew members, past scattered filming equipment—
And emerged into the crowd surrounding the set.
At the same time, a graceful figure entered his field of vision.
A wine-red shimmering sweater hugged her fair, radiant skin.
Black skinny jeans accentuated her long, model-like legs.
Red-brown over-the-knee boots, black-rimmed glasses perched on her nose—
Her makeup and outfit made her look much younger, like a college girl in her early twenties.
Thump-thump— His heart pounded in his ears, threatening to burst from his chest.
Su Yu, in the middle of filming, suddenly sensed something. She looked up abruptly.
Her gaze swept rapidly across the crowd before landing squarely on him.
When she saw what he was wearing, her eyes widened in shock. Her body trembled slightly.
Tang Song stood silently in the crowd, looking straight at Su Yu.
His heart was overflowing with some intense emotion—impossible to name, but all-consuming.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
Then, a single white feather floated into his vision—
It shimmered with a soft golden glow, breathtakingly beautiful.
Tang Song instinctively reached out and grabbed it tightly—
Whoosh—
A flood of memories surged through him, drowning his thoughts.