novelraw Chapter 546: Looking Sweet Is Just to Make Mischief Easier
Chapter 546: Looking Sweet Is Just to Make Mischief Easier
October 14th, 2023, Saturday, Cloudy, 13~26°C.
At 5:30 in the morning, the sky had yet to brighten, and the city was still shrouded in tranquil night.
Accompanied by the notification sound of a bank transfer, Tang Song sat up from bed.
Taking a deep breath of crisp autumn air, he felt energized and in high spirits.
He changed into the Unlimited Vigor workout set and began his morning discipline.
As time passed, he became more and more aware of just how powerful the Metabolism Optimization buff he received from Wen Ruan was.
Now he’d completely let himself go with food—zero restraint.
Sugar-oil combos, carb bombs, high-fat delicacies, iced drinks...
He ate whatever he wanted, no hesitation whatsoever.
And his daily training was just 50 minutes of fasted cardio every morning, plus two weight sessions a week.But thanks to his insane base metabolic rate, he hadn’t gained a gram—in fact, he was getting more ripped.
His V-line was becoming more defined, and his muscle contours were looking smoother and more sculpted.
He figured his current BMR was probably on par with top-level athletes.
Just as he was immersed in his workout rhythm—
“Deng deng~~” A WeChat video call rang out suddenly.
[Qing Ning]
Tang Song broke into a bright smile and answered the call.
Soon, Bai Yueguang’s fresh and cute oval face appeared on screen.
“Good morning, baby Qing Ning, mua~”
“Good morning, you’re already working out?” Liu Qingning smiled shyly, clearly still a bit unused to his affectionate tone and gestures.
After all, they’d been just friends for years.
“Mm, just finished warming up.”
Liu Qingning’s lips curled upward, and she moved her phone back a bit. The camera zoomed out, and the screen instantly turned “bright white.”
Unlike her usual modest attire, today she wore tight-fitting workout gear—looking extra sexy.
A dark sports bra on top, outlining her full curves, almost bursting out.
And matching short shorts on the bottom—her thick thighs exuding a unique kind of allure.
“Hsss—” Tang Song took a sharp breath, his throat bobbing.
It was his first time seeing Bai Yueguang in something like this, the contrast with her youthful, innocent face hitting like a truck.
That visual jolt and emotional impact left him completely unprepared.
After all, in his mind, Liu Qingning had always been conservative, introverted, pure...
This flipped all that on its head.
Liu Qingning didn’t seem to notice his burning gaze. She casually tidied her slightly messy hair in front of the camera, then adjusted her bra strap.
They looked heavy—real heavy.
It was worth noting that while Liu Qingning, Wen Ruan, and Annie all had E-cups,
her petite frame and delicate bone structure made her chest look more “centered,” rounder, fuller—more jaw-dropping.
“Alright, I’m gonna start now too. Let’s go together.”
The video was cut off, switching to audio-only.
“Wait!” Tang Song’s voice suddenly jumped up a notch. “Let’s video chat while working out today!”
Liu Qingning didn’t pick up on his tone, responding playfully, “Better not, I won’t be able to focus. Can’t really chat properly either.”
“Qing Ning, I haven’t seen you in so long. I miss you. I just want to see more of you.” Tang Song’s voice softened, filled with genuine affection and a subtle urgency.
Liu Qingning chuckled lightly, “Really? Didn’t seem like it. I heard you spent the holidays partying in Modu, met up with lots of friends... didn’t hear you mention visiting Shen City to see me?”
“Uh... I was busy with work. I’ll come see you soon.” Tang Song let out an awkward laugh, feeling that something was off with Bai Yueguang.
“Heh, we’ll see. I’m busy right now.”
Treadmill sounds soon came through the speaker.
Tang Song shook his head, refocused, and started syncing his pace.
“Oh right, Xiao Song—remember our homeroom teacher?”
“Yeah, of course. Ms. Li Gaisu, right? What about her?” he answered while controlling his breath.
“She called me a few days ago, invited me to attend Jing County No.1 High School’s 50th anniversary celebration. Hoo~ I didn’t really want to go, but she kept asking... it’s hard to turn her down.”
Liu Qingning spoke intermittently while jogging.
As a former student of Jing County No.1 High School, Liu Qingning not only got into Imperial University but also started a successful business. Now, she held a management role at Qingning Tech—a model alum.
No surprise she’d be invited.
Listening to her recount the story in fragments, Tang Song’s heart stirred.
He’d always wanted to return to their high school together, relive those memories with Bai Yueguang.
This seemed like the perfect chance.
Of course, if she’d wear her old school uniform and take a walk with him through the woods at night—now that would be perfection.
With that in mind, Tang Song began persuading her. “Actually, I think you should go. You’ve been working non-stop since graduation—never even revisited the school...”
Outside, the morning light slowly began to spread.
After finishing the workout, just before hanging up, Liu Qingning turned her camera back on.
On screen, she was panting softly, sweat-soaked bangs clinging to her forehead, looking incredibly gentle.
Her workout clothes were drenched in sweat, clinging tightly and outlining every curve, more seductive than ever.
“Bye-bye~”
Bai Yueguang puffed one cheek, slightly pouting her lower lip, and gave him her signature playful face before ending the call.
Leaving Tang Song deeply shaken, heart racing.
He took a shower, washed his face, brushed his teeth, shaved, and casually threw on some loungewear. Then, he walked into the study and opened his laptop to start organizing material—
preparing to update his Xiaohongshu account.
......
6:40 AM, Lanfeng International Luxury Apartment.
The soft blanket was gently lifted as Lin Muxue, dressed in a close-fitting yoga outfit, slowly sat up.
Morning light filtered in through half-open curtains, softly blanketing her figure.
She didn’t get out of bed immediately but performed a few stretches on the mattress—arching her back, twisting, upside-down poses...
Graceful yet full of energy.
Afterward, she neatly folded the covers, pulled open the curtains,
then walked to the corner and picked up her recording camera. She looked down to preview the footage and gave a satisfied smile.
Then she continued filming her morning routine: washing up, working out—occasionally praising the comfort and stretch of the outfit, claiming it was comfortable enough to sleep in.
Yep, today’s sponsored content was for this luxury yoga wear.
Because seriously—who actually sleeps in this stuff?
The vlog would be cross-posted to both Douyin and Xiaohongshu.
The ad fee: ¥40,000.
To her, this was the biggest deal she’d ever landed—super meaningful.
¥40,000!
That’s like: 5 brand-new iPhones, a Chanel vanity gold-box bag, an Omega De Ville watch, or a full set of Prada’s new fall/winter line...
For someone who’d lived through hard times, missing out on that money would mean sleepless nights.
After filming her breakfast, Lin Muxue waved at the camera and turned it off.
Then she began seriously prepping for the upcoming date.
Tang Song had invited her to eat, shop, and watch a movie—this meant a lot.
Because this was legit girlfriend treatment!
Even though she and Tang Song had been intimate for a while, they’d never had a proper date like a real couple.
So, naturally, she had to show her “respect.”
Swaying her slim waist, she entered the walk-in closet.
Opened a drawer.
Her fingers skimmed over various stockings and stopped on something she’d never worn.
A novelty piece she’d ordered online with her Black Card.
Last time Tang Song came too suddenly—Empress Muxue hadn’t even gotten the chance to don her battle outfit before getting ravaged.
Even though he’d asked her to wear the simple shirt + jeans combo he gave her,
he never said she couldn’t wear something naughty underneath.
Lin Muxue smirked proudly and picked up a pair of crotchless fishnet suspender stockings.
If there’s one thing she’s proud of on her body, it’s her legs.
Today, she’d gift Tang Song a peek of “stockings under jeans”—just to show how seriously she took their date.
......
7:50 AM, Yanjing Huating, luxury flat.
A soft alarm chimed. Xiao Jing blinked awake, lazily rolled over, and wiggled her body on the bed
before sitting up with a stretch.
Her cartoon-print camisole nightgown was a bit messy, exposing large patches of smooth, pale skin that glistened under the light.
Once fully awake,
she hummed a tune and walked into the bathroom, shedding her nightwear as she slipped into the large tub.
Warm steam rose from the water, enveloping the space in a dreamy haze.
Leaning back against the tub, Xiao Jing picked up her phone, browsed Moments for a while, then tapped on Xu Qing’s WeChat.
Her eyes flicked as she typed: “Qingqing boss, how come you haven’t replied to me these past two days? I’ve got big news to tell you.”
The message stayed unread. Still no reply.
Xiao Jing sighed in disappointment.
All she did was suggest playing that strip-and-write game the other night,
and now Xu Qing was giving her the cold shoulder?
So petty!
Fine then—she’d wait until after her date with Brother Tang Song to go comfort her.
She originally just wanted to get closer to Xu Qing so they could hang out more in the future—who would've thought she’d be so easy to tease.
After her bath, she started her meticulous skincare routine.
It’s worth mentioning—Xiao Jing was naturally gifted. Even when going on a date with her boyfriend, there was no need for hair removal.
Once she finished her base care, Xiao Jing slipped on her slippers and walked into the walk-in closet.
She opened a hidden drawer, revealing rows of neatly arranged “secret weapons.”
With a playful giggle, she browsed through them and finally picked out a pair of black lace “victory panties”!
Lifting them up for a look, her face instantly flushed red.
This pair was extremely sexy—barely any fabric at all, made up of a few thin straps and delicate lace, looking like it could come apart with a gentle tug.
Pure temptation.
A classic “dark” inner layer.
She carefully put them on, twirled in front of the mirror—her slim waist and full hip curve looking especially enticing under the lights.
Her pale white skin contrasted sharply with the black lace, straight out of an anime highlight scene.
Blushing, she covered her cheeks.
“Tang Song onii-chan… this is a secret weapon I prepared just for you, okay~”
“If you happen to catch a peek of it later, would you just...”
“Tsk! That’s a shopping mall!”
She mumbled to herself for a while longer, then struck a pose in the mirror.
She didn’t pick a matching bra. Instead, she went with two round band-aid-style nipple covers.
Next, Xiao Jing opened the drawer again and pulled out two tattoo stickers. She lined them up on her body—
Finally placing them just below her collarbone and over her lower back and hip.
She blinked and felt even happier.
Brother Tang Song obviously disliked girls with tattoos—especially someone as obedient and sweet-looking as her.
So when he saw these, he’d definitely give her a good, hard punishment!
The idea for her “victory panties” came from the anime Angel’s 3Piece!
In that story, the adorable heroine Goto Jun wore a super seductive pair of victory underwear on a date with the male lead, Kanno Hibiki, which quickly escalated their relationship and shattered emotional boundaries.
Come to think of it, the male lead in Angel’s 3Piece! had three girlfriends, all different types and all overflowing with charm:
Goto Jun, the gentle, sweet, shy cutie;
Kinjou Sora, the cool, mysterious, aura-dominant senpai;
Momijidani Nozomi, the energetic, bubbly, mischievous genki girl.
And her own boyfriend, Tang Song?
Pfft… kind of the same setup!
Take Qingqing and Wen Ruan, for example.
Even though she felt a little intimidated by Wen Ruan’s strength, she still liked that ultra-sexy big sister type.
Too bad they were both too reserved and unwilling to play with her.
If only one day Brother Tang Song could gather all of them together...
Thinking that, Xiao Jing pressed her legs together and smirked like a fox that had just stolen something sweet.
Of course, this side of her was something no one else ever saw.
Not even Tang Song or her parents knew about these little schemes of hers.
She’d just say it was suggested by online friends—she didn’t really want to, but did it for her boyfriend’s sake.
Xiao Jing had experience in this kind of thing.
In a good mood, she carefully checked over all her “battle gear.”
Then she picked up the clothes Tang Song had sent and put them on piece by piece.
High-waisted, form-fitting light blue skinny jeans that hugged her legs perfectly, paired with a tight white shirt—
showing off her “innate JK holy body” to the fullest.
Worth noting: she deliberately left the top two buttons of the shirt undone, letting the red tattoo sticker peek out vaguely.
Not done yet!
Xiao Jing pulled out a pair of round-framed intellectual glasses and put them on. Her whole vibe now radiated that of an energetic schoolgirl—
a perfect image of a pure, bookish heroine straight out of anime.
Innocent and studious.
“Mm! Today, I’ll make sure Brother Tang Song sees me in a whole new light!”
Flashing a sweet smile at her reflection, Xiao Jing’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
Hehehe~~
Looking sweet? Of course—it just makes it easier to do bad things!
8:50 AM, Beicheng Garden Complex.
“Knock knock knock——”
After the door had been knocked on for quite a while, Shen Yuyan simply pushed it open and walked into the bedroom.
“Dumb Qing, the sun’s already burning your butt. Still not up?”
Xu Qing, still lying on the bed, wriggled her head, groaning and refusing to get up.
“Come on, time to wake up!”
The blanket was pulled off—
“Pa~~”
“Don’t smack my butt!” Xu Qing kicked her little leg and pouted. “I stayed up writing last night and only fell asleep around dawn. It’s finally the weekend—let me sleep a bit more.”
She’d just added a few new villain characters to her novel—Wang Yubo and Ren Mingyuan—and was super into it.
Last night had been a climax moment. The female lead, Xu Yanqing, showed up at a business banquet organized by Wang Yubo, flanked by her lackey Zhang Lingling and cousin Xu Jiali—shocking the entire venue.
So she stayed up all night to finish writing that part, not wanting to be flamed online for cutting it off halfway.
“You know what time it is now?”
“No idea...” Xu Qing wiggled her little butt again, like a bug crawling toward the corner.
“Friendly reminder—it’s already 10 AM. You and Tang Song are supposed to meet at Minghui Mall at 11.”
“Aaaahhh!!!”
Xu Qing shot up from bed like she’d been electrocuted, her twin ponytails bouncing in the air.
Her big dark eyes flew open, mouth wide enough to fit a whole egg. “I’m doomed! Doomed!!!”
“Yanyan, help me! What do I do? I haven’t showered yet. Stayed up all night—my body’s not fragrant anymore. I still need to do my makeup! Aaaahh! There’s no time at all!”
Shen Yuyan stood at the edge of the bed, arms folded, smiling as she watched her.
After a while, as Xu Qing gradually came to her senses and saw the smug look on her bestie’s face, she instantly realized what was going on.
She grabbed her phone from the bedside table, checked it, and let out a long sigh of relief.
“You sneaky Yanyan—you tricked me again! Ugh!”
“Well, you’re just too easy to fool. All these years and you still fall for it. Tsk.”
The two of them wrestled on the bed for a while.
Xu Qing finally wore a relieved look on her face.
At least there was still time.
Seeing her bestie like that, Shen Yuyan hesitated to speak.
Xu Qing had no idea—Tang Song wasn’t just meeting her today. Most likely, he also had plans with Lin Muxue and Tian Jing. Maybe even at the same time.
If this had been before, she definitely would’ve told her everything—then helped her plan a response, analyze Tang Song’s intent.
Or she might’ve tagged along herself.
But now that she was Tang Song’s assistant, that kind of behavior would be inappropriate.
After a moment of inner struggle, she said tactfully, “Qingqing, make sure you dress up nicely today. It’s an official date, after all.”
“Mm-hmm, don’t worry!” Xu Qing patted her small chest, then flopped back down on the bed.
She lazed around for another ten minutes before finally getting up and heading into the bathroom.
Bathroom business, shower, brushing teeth, skincare, changing clothes—
She completed the whole routine like clockwork.
All before 10 o’clock.
Tons of time to spare!
Striking a narcissistic pose in the mirror, Xu Qing began putting on her makeup.
A couple of days ago, Tang Song was still chatting with her on WeChat about college life, saying how cute she was back then and how he used to look at her cosplay pics in the dorm.
She never would’ve guessed that Tang Song still remembered stuff from five or six years ago so clearly.
Alright then—she’d reluctantly go all out with a “heart-throbbing” makeup look, twin tails from her college days, and give him a little surprise.
Today, he had to compliment her for being cute, and she’d sneak a few photos for her Moments feed…
Oh, and maybe throw in some cutesy whining and get him to tie her shoelaces, too.
△。('0)
10:10 AM
Xu Qing called Tang Song.
“Hey, Qingqing.”
“Tang Song, I’m about to head out. You’re not picking me up, huh?”
“Uh… I’ve got something going on right now, can’t make it.”
“Fine then. I’ll take a cab, but you have to drive me home later.” Xu Qing pouted a little.
“Mm, okay. See you around eleven.”
“Alrighty, bye-bye.”
After hanging up, Xu Qing rubbed her flushed cheeks and muttered something under her breath, grabbed her bag, and headed out the door.
Honestly, she knew full well—tonight, she was definitely “doomed.”
Even though Little Song was ruthless when it came to basketball—playing rough with dirty moves—she had to admit, it was kinda... hot.
It had been so long since they’d played together, her heart was itching a little.
“Qingqing.”
A voice suddenly called out, making Xu Qing jump. Her big dark eyes fluttered.
“What is it, Yanyan?”
Shen Yuyan walked up and gave her twin tails a playful tug, raising a brow. “Why are you dressed like a college student? And where’s your bra padding? Why didn’t you wear it?”
“Ugh! You don’t get it. This is called a nostalgic purity look—it’s totally foolproof against Little Song!”
“Then why the tote bag? And such a big one at that?”
“Th-this is...” Xu Qing stuck out her tongue and said sneakily, “I’m afraid Little Song’s gonna insist on buying me a bunch of gifts. A big bag means I’ll have room for everything.”
Tang Song’s best trait? Generosity.
Nothing to complain about.
He dropped a gift box worth over 100,000 yuan on her for Qixi Festival. She literally saw stars.
With a date this important, knowing Tang Song’s personality, he had to flex in front of her.
“Okay, Yanyan, don’t be jealous! When I come back with a full haul, I’ll share some with you, alright? Bye!”
Xu Qing patted her bestie’s chest and bounced away happily.
Watching her little hamster-like “sneaky” figure, Shen Yuyan smacked her forehead in exasperation.
She had a bad feeling about this.
A taxi pulled up slowly outside Minghui Plaza.
Xu Qing stepped out, tote bag in hand, sent Tang Song a message and a selfie, and walked toward the mall entrance with a spring in her step.
It was the weekend, and as the largest shopping center in the area, Minghui Plaza was packed with people.
Wearing a white shirt, skinny jeans, white sneakers, and her hair in twin tails, Xu Qing looked fresh and lively, turning heads left and right.
Now and then, bold guys even tried to approach her.
She did look pretty easy to talk to, especially with today’s youthful getup—like a ditzy college girl.
Of course, Miss Xu Qing wasn’t going to give those guys the time of day. Chin held high, she strutted straight into the first floor of the mall.
Her big black eyes glanced around, and she started wandering through a few gold jewelry shops. C(
She lived in Yuhua District, just ten minutes away from Minghui Plaza, so she arrived quite leisurely.
There was still over half an hour before the scheduled meeting time—no rush at all.
If there was anything she loved besides cosplay, it was gold.
It held its value, looked pretty, and was easy to show off. Absolutely perfect.
The five 100g gold bars Tang Song gave her last time were still locked in her little home safe. Every time she opened the box for a peek, her mood would instantly brighten—it felt like nothing in life couldn’t be overcome.
If Tang Song were to give her something again today, gold jewelry would be the top pick.
She wandered through several jewelry shops, picking out a few necklaces and earrings she liked, mentally noting their locations.
Kind of like pre-scouting the battlefield.
She knew guys didn’t like shopping with their girlfriends for too long.
Having a target made it easier for Tang Song too.
After browsing for a bit, Xu Qing checked the time, humming a tune as she headed toward the southeast corner.
But she hadn’t walked more than a few steps when she suddenly froze, like someone had hit her pressure points.
Rubbing her eyes to make sure she wasn’t seeing things—
Xu Qing’s eyes widened, her pupils trembled, and she instinctively took two steps back.
∑(△l){Danger!}
Lin Muxue?!
Wait no—Liu Ruyan?!
At the Dior counter entrance, a tall and sexy figure stood there, surrounded by enthusiastic store clerks showing her items.
What shocked her more was Lin Muxue’s outfit—
White shirt, light-wash jeans—exactly the same as hers!
Exactly the same! Even the styles were identical!
White shirt, light-fitting skinny jeans, paired with delicate high heels and a Hermès Birkin bag in hand.
Her hair tied in a low ponytail, fair skin, beautiful face, long legs—like a model stepped off a fashion magazine cover.
Her every move exuded sophistication.
People around her were already watching and whispering, eyes filled with heat and awe.
Looking at that ample C-cup bust, Xu Qing gulped hard, cold sweat forming on her back.
Matching outfits aren’t scary—being the lesser one is!
The key thing was, her current look next to the other’s... made her seem like a little girl!
Did Miss Xu Qing have no pride?!
If Tang Song saw this—no way. No freaking way!
o(><)o Please no!!
At that moment, Lin Muxue suddenly turned her head and looked straight toward her.
The instant their eyes met—
Xu Qing’s mind went blank, her heart racing “thud-thud-thud.”
She spun on her heels, her twin tails whipping across her face with a “smack.”
Without a word, she covered her face, wiggled her hips, and speed-walked away like a fugitive.
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She could reach her destination from the other side just the same.
Once safely out of Lin Muxue’s line of sight, Xu Qing leaned against the wall, panting, heart rate slowly calming.
She pulled out a compact mirror from her tote, fixed her hair, adjusted her expression.
Xu Qing patted her chest.
Closed her eyes. Took a deep breath.
Alright! Now standing before you is—Xu Yanqing!
Lame little gold-digging green tea Lin Muxue? Just a stepping-stone to be slapped!
Even if that psycho Bai Jing showed up—I wouldn’t flinch!
With that thought, she lifted her chin and strode confidently toward the Starbucks.
Looping around the mall, she re-entered the bustling crowd from the opposite end.
But when she turned a corner—
Xu Qing accidentally looked up, sweeping her gaze over the crowd—
And froze in place, as if struck by lightning.
E(°N:)
Not even ten meters away, an all-too-familiar figure was walking toward her—
Bai Jing?!
Wait no—Xiao Jing Nanako?!
Wearing the exact same white shirt + jeans combo, white sneakers, round glasses, with a sweet smile on her face—
She looked sweet and gentle, the very picture of innocence.
And yet—at the open shirt collar, a red tattoo peeked out.
Below that? A full, round C-cup chest.
Xu Qing shuddered hard. Her brain exploded with a loud “pop.”
It’s over! I’m surrounded by them!!
No wait—this has to be a dream!
I must’ve fallen asleep in the taxi!!