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Chapter 619: Stage
Chapter 619: StageThe air in Star Whisper Hall was so still it seemed frozen, with only faint jazz music drifting intermittently through the space. The dense cluster of footsteps gradually ceased at the entrance.
The group behind Tang Song stopped in perfect, unspoken synchronization. Shangguan Qiuyas pressed her crimson lips together, her eyes flashing with dazed recognition.
This was the feeling.
No—if anything, it was more intense now than before! More visceral!
Back then, his appearance had been far less striking, yet his sheer presence alone could make even Director Jin sheath all his sharp edges and willingly take a supporting role. Once you'd encountered someone like him, no other so-called "excellence" could ever stir your heart again.
If Director Jin were here now, he'd undoubtedly be thrilled.
Her gaze chased after that retreating figure.
The entire reception hall seemed divided by an invisible wall into two separate worlds. On one side stood Xiao Jing and her friends, caught between shock and curiosity;
on the other were Shangguan Qiuyas, Qiao Anji, and their circle.
Tang Song moved between them like a protagonist taking center stage, effortlessly commanding every gaze in the room.
Many women present couldn't help the flush of excitement rising to their cheeks as their eyes locked onto him. The men, too, found themselves affected by that indescribable aura and magnetism.Liang Yufan and Li Junyi unconsciously swallowed hard, their eyes widening. As employees of Jinxiu Commerce, they certainly knew Tang Song—they'd even shared drinks with him at bars, and Li Junyi had gone cycling with him once. Yet now, they stared at him as if seeing a complete stranger.
Meanwhile, Lin Jingming—surrounded by the crowd at the center—allowed his smile to fade for the first time. His bright eyes, hidden behind gold-rimmed glasses, narrowed slightly as he discreetly assessed the man approaching him.
As a self-made tech entrepreneur, he understood people better than any of the silver-spoon heirs present. He'd met numerous "important figures" before and could clearly recognize that aura of authority they carried.
The hard soles of Berluti dress shoes made no sound against the thick carpet.
Facing the collective attention, Tang Song remained utterly unperturbed. Not a single hint of discomfort showed in his expression or movements—his composure remained flawless, impeccable.
Poise is the vessel of presence;
presence is the core of poise.