novelraw Chapter 624: Dungeon Completion
Chapter 624: Dungeon Completion
Chapter 624: Dungeon CompletionXiao Jing tightly covered her mouth, yet the tears would not stop falling.
Like pearls slipping endlessly through her fingers, broken off their string.
She raised her head, looking through blurred tear-filled eyes toward her boyfriend standing quietly beneath the stage.
Their gazes met in the air.
She felt the affection, indulgence, and blessing in his eyes.
The next moment, Xiao Jing lifted the gorgeous Chanel fishtail gown and ran straight toward Tang Song.
“Be careful!” her mother Chen Man cried out.
Before anyone could react, Tang Song, already anticipating her move, quickly stepped forward and opened his arms wide.
Without hesitation, Xiao Jing leapt into his embrace.
Her glossy, straight black hair fluttered gently;
her slender and alluring body carried a fragrant breeze as she collided solidly into his arms. The two of them tightly embraced beneath the stage, under the complex gazes of the crowd.
Tang Song could clearly feel her trembling and the intensity of her emotions.
“Alright, stop crying.” His voice was soft but carried a soothing power, “It’s a birthday—you should be happy.”
Xiao Jing still clung tightly to him, as if trying to merge her whole being into his.
She buried her face deep in his neck and said with a sob, “I love you, Song!”
Tang Song paused, gently patting her head.
At this moment, he clearly sensed that Xiao Jing’s feelings for him had undergone a qualitative breakthrough.
They had known each other for nearly a year and been together for over half a year.
Her feelings had indeed deepened, but mostly because of the “manga artist” identity, her quirks, “perverted little hobbies,” and her appearance and personality...
It was a kind of “liking” mixed with freshness, curiosity, and sexual attraction.
So she never clung to him excessively but wisely gave him enough personal space to keep their relationship fresh.
She was truly enjoying her first love.
But now, after experiencing a series of shocks and seeing this special gift,
her love seemed so intense it was about to overflow.
This made Tang Song somewhat ashamed.
Because he had so many girlfriends, the time and genuine feelings he devoted to Xiao Jing were actually not much.
Even this gift that moved her so deeply was carefully prepared by Secretary Jin on his behalf.
It had to be said, Secretary Jin was truly skilled in this regard.
Moreover, under the absolutely rational perspective of the Reflection state, he vaguely sensed something.
Perhaps... behind the recent chain crisis faced by Tian Chengye, the shadows of Secretary Jin and others were already present.
This could be glimpsed from the subtle, tacit expressions of Shangguan Qiuyas, Mo Xiangwan, Zheng Qiudong, and others.
Essentially, today’s birthday banquet was a romantic “PUA” orchestrated by Secretary Jin and the others, synchronized in spirit for Xiao Jing.
In the future, Xiao Jing would discover that this gift was arranged by Secretary Jin;
with Ouyang Xianyue’s help, the cooperation between Hueneng Electronics and Tang Yi Precision would proceed smoothly;
Su Yu would cause the Echo girl group’s flash video to explode online, leaving her 23rd birthday a legendary memory. ŘãℕőΒΕ𝐒
At that time, Xiao Jing would outshine anyone she faced.
.....
At some unknown moment, sparse applause and blessings began to sound in the banquet hall, quickly growing warm and enthusiastic again.
Gradually regaining composure, Tian Chengye’s gaze reluctantly shifted from the large screen to Tang Song.
Shock, ecstasy, absurdity, dread, relief...
Countless extreme emotions surged like a breached dam, engulfing him.
“Crack, crack—”
Only the pounding of his heart remained in his ears.
The torment and struggle of recent months, that helplessness at the brink of despair, only he truly understood.
To plug the hole in Hueneng Electronics, he had grovelled through banks and institutions, smiled and suffered, exhausted all goodwill, yet only met rejection.
Especially after painfully selling his shares in Jinxiu Commerce and learning about Meigou Technology’s internal cooperation.
The regret, pain, and unwillingness nearly shattered him completely.
But now, his daughter’s boyfriend had given him the rarest “regret cure” in the world.
Recalling his daughter’s incredible, miraculous birthday party and this earth-shattering gift before him,
You Chengye was slow to recover.
Compared to him, Jingjing was the true investment genius!
She had unwittingly caught a real dragon in Tang Song!
.....
Soft music played again as servers smiled, carrying fine wine and desserts, weaving through the crowd.
The birthday party had entered the final free gathering phase.
Xiao Jing was surrounded by friends, venting their shock and feelings.
Their eyes kept drifting toward the private terrace facing north.
Separated from the noisy main hall by only a glass door, it seemed especially quiet and private under clever lighting, like another world.
Tang Song was there, alone, leaning on the railing, overlooking the dazzling night view of Yancheng.
“President Tang.” Zheng Qiudong approached holding a glass of champagne.
His face bore the usual infectious smile, but deep in his eyes was a hint of urgency born from disrupted plans.
After Tang Song’s ambiguous words, he had not approached Tian Jing all evening, but he was unwilling to simply give up.
The year Tang Song left the Tangjin System, Zheng had used all means and resources to finally achieve the SCG acquisition.
That was his gamble’s start;
now the arrow was on the string, and he had to fight again.
“Ding~”
Tang Song raised his glass, lightly clinking it with Zheng’s, then took a sip.
He didn’t look back, simply gazing at the distant city lights calmly. “I’ve read the global expansion plan you sent to my email. Ambitious, but aggressive.”
Zheng Qiudong’s eyes flickered. “That’s why I hope Miss Tian Jing can join Dejurenhe and enter the board. She’s not only professionally aligned but, more importantly, she is your ‘eyes.’ With her there, every expansion by Dejurenhe can absolutely align with Tangjin’s ultimate strategic interests. It’s also the most effective supervision and guarantee.”
Tang Song finally slowly turned, looking at Zheng as if seeing through all his disguises and calculations.
“You want Dejurenhe to become the next McKinsey or Boston Consulting within three years?”
“Yes!” A flame instantly ignited in Zheng Qiudong’s eyes. “We have the capital, and Huaxia is the world’s largest market. Why not?”
“Why did McKinsey become the ‘CEO cradle’? Not because their PPTs were beautiful, but because they provided, for a whole generation of America’s top enterprises, foundational strategic thinking and management logic from postwar reconstruction to globalization. What they export is the standard.”
“Why does Boston Consulting thrive eternally? Because they created methodologies like the Boston Matrix and experience curve, which are written into business school textbooks worldwide. What they export is a knowledge system.”
He paused, his gaze sharpening. “So tell me, what do you want Dejurenhe to export globally? What is our unique, irreplaceable value? Cheaper labor costs? Or... simply because you have the backing of Tangjin Family Office and the Kate Trust?”
“Our...” Zheng’s confident expression cracked for the first time.
Even cold sweat appeared at his temples.
He opened his mouth but couldn’t find a single rebuttal.
Because Tang Song was right. His ambition stemmed from seeing Tangjin System’s immeasurable future.
He was unwilling to be merely an assistant, hoping to rise to the same level as Wu Kezhi and Ouyang Xianyue.
Tang Song’s scrutinizing gaze lingered long, then his lips curved into a smile.
“Ding~” The clink of glasses rippled across the terrace.
He gently patted his old friend’s shoulder, voice softening.
“But your direction is right.”
“Dejurenhe’s global path is inevitable.” Tang Song turned to the splendid lights again. “But you can’t be the next McKinsey. What you must do is become the unique ‘Dejurenhe.’
Not blindly acquiring or imitating, but productizing and modeling our internal ecosystem’s successful methodology.
Then, as Huaxia enterprises globalize, export this unique ‘Eastern victory philosophy’ to the world...”
Tang Song’s voice continued.
Zheng Qiudong’s breathing grew rapid, overwhelmed by indescribable excitement and reverence flooding his body.
“I... understand, President Tang!” Zheng took a deep breath and solemnly bowed to Tang Song.
Turning, he strode away firmly.
Soon, the glass door opened again.
Wu Kezhi slowly walked over.
He stood beside Tang Song, both looking down at the nightscape below, like a sparkling river of stars formed by countless lights.
“It’s been many years since I’ve quietly viewed Yancheng’s night like this.” Wu’s voice held rare sentiment. “In memory, Yancheng was always hurried. Now, watching calmly like this, it has a different flavor.”
In recent years, whenever Wu came to Yancheng, it was always for important talks with Tang Song, seldom enjoying such leisure.
“Next time you come, perhaps you’ll feel differently.”
Wu nodded lightly, paused, then said in a low, steady voice, “President Tang, I want to know your plans for the family office...”
A rapidly expanding empire fears not external enemies most, but internal “factional struggles.”
Jin Meixiao was too strong, obsessively perfecting everything for Tang Song, her control almost everywhere.
Ouyang Xianyue was no pushover either;
she held the tech barrier of Tang Yi Precision, the firmest “plank” of Tangjin System, unwilling to be just an executor.
Their clashes began influencing subordinates’ allegiances and system stability.
“Struggle is not necessarily bad.” Tang Song’s lips curled into a profound arc. “To me, it’s more like a precise, self-evolving ecosystem.
An ecosystem with only one top predator may seem stable but faces collapse when the environment changes drastically.
I left Tangjin temporarily to hope to form a complete system in the future, where competition and mutual dependence coexist.”
Wu Kezhi nodded earnestly, seeming to understand something about Tang Song.
Tang took a sip of wine and then talked about life in Singapore.
After over ten minutes, Wu respectfully took his leave.
The night breeze seemed colder.
“Clack, clack, clack—”
Sharp, rhythmic high heels approached from afar.
An aggressively alluring scent of premium fragrance mixed with red wine enveloped Tang Song’s back.
“So...” Annie’s voice was lazily magnetic, “all your little soldiers have received their orders. Now, is it the Queen’s turn?”
Tang Song slowly turned.
Before him stood a tall, golden-haired, red-lipped ocean mare, exuding cold and stunning beauty.
Bathed in neon city lights, she was breathtaking.
Her silver strapless evening gown perfectly outlined her powerfully explosive devilish figure.
“How was today’s game?” Tang Song’s voice was calm like a deep pool, breaking the silence.
“Just average.” Annie’s lips curled into a dangerous smile. “If you let me play personally, rough up those two reckless puppies, the plot would be better.”
Tang Song looked into her wild, extinguished blue eyes.
Suddenly stepping half a pace forward, he scrutinized her. “Annie, remember, you must obey my orders. First and foremost, you should be a compliant horse.”
“What did you say?!” Annie’s smile vanished, replaced by unbelievable fury!
“Horse?” She stepped closer, her tall figure nearly pressing against him, her ample E-cup chest overwhelmingly imposing. “Song! Are you insulting me?!”
It was her first time being directly called a “mount” and “tool.”
Proud as she was, she could not accept it.
“No,” Tang Song’s gaze remained calm but carried a soul-piercing depth, “I’m stating a fact.”
She cursed through clenched teeth, “You... bastard!”
Tang Song lowered his head slightly;
warm breath blew on her lips, voice filled with deadly temptation.
“Tell me, Annie, doesn’t being controlled by me excite you immensely? Heh, I’ve already seen it—you can’t fool me.”
He reached out, running fingertips over her collarbone, causing goosebumps.
Annie gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at him.
Yet Tang Song suddenly stepped back half a pace.
He ceased all physical contact, simply watching her quietly.
His night-deep eyes had lost all lust, replaced by a gaze full of scrutiny and grand design.
This sudden shift from “prey” to “work of art” terrified Annie in an indescribable way.
She involuntarily averted her gaze.
“Annie, look at me.”
Annie pursed her lips and proudly lifted her head again.
“The Kate family is like a sleeping, aged lion king. It’s huge, majestic, but too old and conservative. Your cousins, who blindly stick to rules, are neither qualified nor capable of taming this lion.”
“Your father Clare, famed as the ‘ambitious one,’ barely maintains the family’s dignity, afraid to make a misstep.”
“But you are different, Annie.” Tang Song’s eyes blazed like two burning stars. “In your blood flows the Kate family’s original genes full of adventure and aggression. What you need isn’t a family trust setting limits but a vast prairie where you can run free.”
“Be my horse. I will take you to conquer everything you see and give you all you desire.”
Annie looked at him, hearing him speak so frankly about family inheritance for the first time,
Her proud, ambitious heart began beating wildly, uncontrollably!
She initially approached Mira (Jin Meixiao) because of her unmatched strength.
She hoped to increase her odds in the brutal family inheritance battle with Mira’s power.
Later, upon learning Mira had an even stronger man behind her, her first reaction was anger and defiance.
But as Tang Song’s unfathomable strength gradually revealed itself,
that defiance slowly, uncontrollably transformed into a complex feeling full of challenge and desire to conquer.
Yet in her heart, her greatest desire remained—to control the entire Kate family.
Tang Song smiled with determination, watching the golden-haired beauty struggling within.
In the Reflection state, he could clearly “see” the vast invisible web “Dream Tang Song” had woven worldwide.
Annie and the Kate family behind her were undoubtedly the most important and core part of this web.
The Tangjin System was powerful but rooted in Yezhou and Huaxia.
Facing the old world financial order centered on America, with its formidable barriers, they remained “outsiders” subjected to various overt and covert rules and political pressures.
But the Kate family was different.
As a top financial conglomerate over a century old, its influence had long deeply rooted into America and the Western financial lifeblood.
And Annie before him was his chosen, most perfect “Trojan horse.”
Conquering this horse completely was a must!
He could feel the progress was nearly complete.
......
The noisy banquet hall atmosphere reached its peak.
Tian Chengye beamed with pride, holding Xiao Jing’s hand as he mingled with several important business friends like Qin Dechang, his excitement nearly overflowing.
At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded: “Mr. Tian, Xiao Jing.”
Mo Xiangwan walked over gracefully, wearing a professional yet warm smile.
Xiao Jing obediently and sweetly said, “Sister Xiangwan.”
Tian Chengye immediately stopped talking, respectfully greeting, “Ms. Mo, hello.”
Mo Xiangwan smiled as she opened her handbag, taking out a simply designed yet high-quality business card, handing it over.
“Hello, Mr. Tian, pleased to meet you officially.”
Tian Chengye’s pupils jolted.
[Tang Entertainment CEO, Mo Xiangwan]
Xiao Jing, peeking from the side, also froze, her eyes widening slightly.
No wonder the name felt familiar—it was that Mo Xiangwan! Su Yu’s former manager!
Both immediately understood that the earlier Echo girl group flash mob was not a random “surprise project,”
but a “gift” personally arranged by this entertainment queen out of respect for Tang Song.
“Oh, so it’s President Mo, my apologies!” Tian Chengye carefully put away the card.
The head of the country’s top entertainment group, a figure he had never had access to before!
The three exchanged polite greetings.
Mo Xiangwan clinked glasses with Tian Chengye, casually saying, “Mr. Tian, one more thing. A few days ago, when I spoke with Ms. Ouyang, we happened to discuss Hueneng Electronics’ current technical bottlenecks. Ms. Ouyang greatly admires your boldness in the new energy field and asked me to convey that if Chairman Tian is interested, she’d be happy to arrange Tang Yi Precision’s technical experts for a deep technical exchange with Hueneng’s team, to explore possible cooperation.”
Her words sounded light but exploded like a bomb in Tian Chengye’s heart, causing goosebumps.
A technical cooperation opportunity with Tang Yi Precision?!
This was no longer a mere “rare chance,” but a godsend that could change the entire industry landscape!
With Tang Yi Precision’s technical backing and deep cooperation, Hueneng Electronics could instantly solve current technical issues and truly secure its foothold in the domestic new energy supply chain!
This... was not just help—it was a massive favor!
Tian Chengye’s pupils flickered fiercely;
disregarding status and dignity, he bowed excitedly to Mo Xiangwan, “Thank you, President Mo! This is exactly what we’ve been hoping for. If you need anything from me or Hueneng Electronics, just say the word!”
At the same time, he quickly calculated in his mind. Two small shareholders who never got along with him and recently had been restless during this crisis...
This news absolutely must not reach them early!
Before the cooperation announcement, he had to quietly buy back their shares at the lowest price!
After some more conversation,
Mo Xiangwan politely said goodbye, holding her glass as she turned and walked gracefully toward the terrace where Tang Song stood.
Xiao Jing looked at the warm-hearted “Sister Xiangwan,” her feelings complicated.
While they were still immersed in shock,
Luo Bin and Shangguan Qiuyas walked over side by side.
“Miss Tian, I will follow up fully on the share transfer agreement and assist you with all delivery procedures. For your privacy, you can choose to change the shares directly, holding ‘Jingyi Asset Management’ yourself;
if you wish to stay out of the public eye temporarily, we can draft a nominee agreement allowing ‘Jingyi Asset Management’ to remain the nominal shareholder, with you as the sole beneficiary.”
“Okay, thank you, Director Luo!”
“Thank you, Lawyer Luo!”
Shangguan Qiuyas timely added, “The legal representative and shareholder of Jingyi Asset Management is a friend of mine. Xiao Jing and Chairman Tian, rest assured, I will personally follow up all subsequent cooperation to ensure no issues arise.”
Tian Chengye and Xiao Jing were stunned.
Luo Bin was understandable, being a lawyer.
But Shangguan Qiuyas was Jin Meixiao’s personal assistant—why would she personally handle such a “small matter”?
This clearly represented Tang Song’s unfathomable influence.
Xiao Jing’s eyes shifted;
she sweetly smiled, “Thank you so much, Sister Shangguan!”
Shangguan Qiuyas affectionately patted her shoulder, then looked at Tian Chengye with a smile.
“Oh, Chairman Tian, one more thing. Smile Capital’s strategic investment department has always been interested in core technology new energy enterprises. I wonder if Hueneng Electronics has any new financing needs recently?”
Tian Chengye’s eye twitched, his breathing quickened.
His mind briefly blanked.
Even though he had seen Tang Song’s mystery and power, that remained at the “personal wealth” and “connections” level, not touching his core pain points.
But now, with Mo Xiangwan and Shangguan Qiuyas speaking one after another,
Technology, funding...
The two desperate crises he had been sleeplessly tackling for months were suddenly solved so easily?!
An immense, indescribable joy flooded him like an irresistible torrent.
But Xiao Jing was not so excited;
her full chest rose and fell as she glanced at Sister Shangguan and then thought of President Mo.
Many thoughts flashed through her mind.
“Well then, I won’t disturb anymore. Xiao Jing, happy birthday again.”
“Thank you, Sister Shangguan.”
Shangguan Qiuyas nodded lightly and left.
At the terrace rest area, she glanced at Zheng Qiudong and Wu Kezhi, who were frowning thoughtfully, then at Annie, who seemed to be resting with eyes closed.
Only then did she exhale softly and push open the glass door.
Seeing that tall, elegant, flawless back, Shangguan Qiuyas calmed her fluttering heart.
She approached quietly, lowering her voice, “President Tang, I have something to report.”
Tang Song slightly turned, sensing her nervous expression, “Go ahead.”
“Mid-next month, Smile Holdings will hold its annual shareholders meeting in New York.” Shangguan Qiuyas spoke quickly, each word seemingly weighed carefully. “The meeting will discuss a major resolution on AI industry investment in the North American market.
Currently, you are the actual controller of Silent Crown and a shareholder of Smile Holdings.
I want to confirm in advance whether you will personally attend?”
The birthday party was about to end.
The gift from Director Jin was effective, and with the recent conversations,
She felt it was time to extend this invitation.
This was also her main purpose this trip.
Tang Song’s hand paused on his glass;
a flicker passed his eyes.
New York... shareholders meeting... Secretary Jin...
This was likely a probe and summons from Secretary Jin.
Now that he had acquired 5% of Smile Holdings and was stepping onto the stage with Rongliu Capital’s help,
He certainly wanted to see her.
However, in the current role system, a character like Secretary Jin could only be discovered through “character interaction quests.”
Tang Song’s silence raised Shangguan Qiuyas’ heart rate.
Recalling Director Jin’s gaze, she finally summoned courage and leaned close, whispering, “President Tang... today is November 12, exactly one year since you left Meigou Technology. Director Jin misses you very much.”
This sentence stirred an indescribable tremor in Tang Song’s heart.
On November 7 last year, the start of winter, Monday,
He ate his last dumplings with Bai Yueguang in a small rented room in Tian Tong Garden.
Then he sent her to the airport.
A few days later, on the 11th, Friday, he officially resigned from Meigou Technology.
In reality, it was roughly from then on that he and Secretary Jin severed contact.
From Secretary Jin’s perspective, he had “disappeared” for a whole year.
In the Reflection state, Tang Song could even feel across space-time her deep, complex longing and anticipation.
He pursed his lips, about to speak.
Suddenly, a clear system notification sounded:
“Ding! You triggered the character interaction quest [Smile Shareholders Meeting]. Please go to [Quest Center] to check.”
Tang Song almost instantly accepted the unexpected surprise.
He calmly opened the system interface and entered the [Quest Center].
[Quest Content: Smile Holdings will hold its annual shareholders meeting on December 14, 2023, in New York.... Please attend the meeting in New York as Silent Crown’s representative for the first time, participate in the final vote on the major resolution, and complete an in-depth, formal meeting with Secretary Jin, making “Character - Secretary Jin” smile at least 10 times.]
[Quest Reward: Character Interaction Gift Pack]
[Note 1: Interaction content is limited to system scope.]
[Note 2: Interaction time is from the start to the end of the shareholders meeting. During this period, the player must strictly play the role of Silent Crown’s representative...]
[Note 3: Completing the quest will unlock some character permissions.]
After a quick scan, even in his current absolutely rational state, his heart began to race uncontrollably.
This time, it was no longer a vague dream meeting.
Nor a phone call communication.
But a real, tangible encounter and conversation in reality.
He would see her up close, touch her, feel her warmth and heartbeat.
Amid strong excitement and thrill, his rationality and meticulousness remained.
Tang Song soon thought of something else.
Opening the system warehouse, his gaze landed on a golden feather item.
[Feather of Memory *1]: ...When the player is in a familiar scene and their mood changes, it automatically triggers to help retrieve that memory fragment hidden in dreams.
[Note 1: Exploring the past is also a major path for self-improvement. What was I doing from 2019 to 2020?]
According to unlocked memories, at the end of 2018, after completing the [Star Cultivation] quest and fading from Tang Entertainment, he devoted all his energy to finance and technology.
That period was also the critical time for Jingwu Capital, Smile Holdings, and the Tangjin Family Office’s rapid global expansion and strategic layout.
New York, as the world financial center and one of Tangjin Family Office’s most important overseas headquarters,
was inevitably a place where “Dream Tang Song” had left footprints.
Combining his knowledge of these companies’ development history,
Tang Song’s mind completed a perfect logical deduction in a flash.
This trip to New York to attend Smile Holdings’ shareholders meeting,
he was highly likely to trigger the Feather of Memory there.
Seeing the always cold and calm President Tang,
Shangguan Qiuyas’ heart sank little by little.
Director Jin was extremely looking forward to this, and placing the shareholders meeting in New York at that time seemed to have special commemorative significance.
But now it seemed the quest might fail.
She glanced at Tang Song’s handsome, indifferent profile, bit her lip, and sighed softly inside.
Just as she was about to return to her seat,
That clear, magnetic voice finally sounded slowly: “Tell Director Jin, see you in New York next month.”
A simple sentence, yet like a thunderclap exploding in Shangguan Qiuyas’ ear.
Her expression froze;
she suppressed her excitement and trembled, “Yes... President Tang!”
Those sitting nearby, silently observing, Wu Kezhi, Zheng Qiudong, and others, immediately shifted their gaze and thoughts.
They all speculated intensely.
But one thing was certain: President Tang’s meeting with Director Jin would definitely influence the family office’s direction.
Mo Xiangwan’s chest rose and fell;
she lowered her head, eyes flashing with worry and concern.
.......
9:30 PM.
Music gradually slowed and softened.
Wu Kezhi and others rose and left one after another.
Tang Song held Xiao Jing’s hand, escorting her and the Tian Chengye couple out of the banquet hall.
At parting, Annie walked up to Tang Song, glanced at the obedient Xiao Jing beside him, then gave him a very intimate hug.
Whispering in his ear, “Song, I’m looking forward to playing an even more thrilling game with you next. I believe you’ll like it.”
After speaking, she released him and sashayed away down the corridor seductively.
After seeing off these “immortals,” the Tian Chengye couple exhaled deeply and then looked at Tang Song.
Just as they were about to say something,
Tang Song spoke first, “Uncle You, Aunt Chen, it’s late. I should head back.”
“Oh, okay, okay.”
“Be careful on the way! Xiao Jing, quick, go see Tang Song off!” Chen Man hurriedly nudged her daughter.
“Mm-hmm.” Xiao Jing sweetly blinked and took Tang Song’s hand, walking him all the way to the exclusive elevator on the 23rd floor.
The noisy voices completely faded.
Only a faint scent of premium fragrance and their mingled breaths remained in the air.
Eyes met.
Tang Song’s lips curled upward as he looked into her bright, sparkling eyes, “Anything else you want to tell me?”
Xiao Jing suddenly stepped forward, leaning close to him.
Her voice soft and silky, “Brother Tang Song, didn’t you say... tonight... you’d correct all the mistakes I made, one by one? I just booked the ‘classroom’ in the presidential suite on the 30th floor and will stay there tonight...
But you have to wait until after 10:30 to come over. I have to send my friends off first, and then... I need to ‘preview’ the lessons carefully.”
She paused;
her warm breath brushed Tang Song’s ear, tickling it.
In shy Japanese, she said, “Aru... Tang Song-niisama, I’m fully prepared. Your special lessons, I can accept wholeheartedly...”
Hearing this and seeing his sweet, obedient little pervert girlfriend,
Tang Song’s heart warmed slightly, and he kissed her rosy cheek.
“Good. Looks like Xiao Jing is determined to change completely. Then... see you later.”
“See you later, bye-bye~”
The elevator doors slowly closed.
Xiao Jing’s sexy, enchanting figure disappeared from view.
“Swipe!”
The dungeon interface reappeared.
The background scenes rapidly shifted, the magnificent setting spinning with radiant light.
Xiao Jing’s laughter and tears under dazzling lights, Wu Kezhi’s calm speculation, Zheng Qiudong’s sharp fear, Annie’s wild obedience...
All images finally converged and froze before a deep reflection.
Then lines of text jumped out:
[Special Event Dungeon One—Tian Jing’s Birthday Party Completed]
[Evaluation in progress...]
[Player (Tang Song) rating: SS (Excellent)]
[You gained “Charm +2”]
[You gained “Language - Japanese Proficiency Skill”]
[“Tang Song’s Reflection” effect has disappeared]
Next, a strange sense of detachment came from deep within Tang Song’s mind.
His body suddenly felt light, then slowly heavy again.
That absolute rational feeling rapidly receded like a tide,
leaving him dizzy as if waking from a dream.
But at the same time, the absolute elegance, rationality, and composure derived from the Reflection state did not completely vanish.
Some peculiar sensations settled, leaving permanent traces in his memory.
“Huff—”
Tang Song exhaled long, then was enveloped by immense satisfaction.
This dungeon was a huge success!
Not only did it trigger a real-life interaction quest with Secretary Jin, but his Charm rating soared by 2 points unprecedentedly!
And perhaps because of Xiao Jing, he also gained an extra Japanese proficiency skill.
“But—”
The exclusive elevator slowly stopped at the fifth floor’s antique-style business club.
Tang Song stepped out and was respectfully led by reception staff into a quiet, private tea room.
He sipped pre-brewed top-grade Dahongpao tea, sinking comfortably into a wide, soft sofa.
Only then did he refocus on the system interface.
First, he checked his personal info.
[Player: Tang Song (Charm 84)]
[Role: Songmei Apparel - CEO]
[Height: 185CM, Weight: 80KG]
[Constitution: 83, Endurance: 84, Agility: 82, Comprehension: 85]
......
Charm score successfully reached 84!
Perhaps influenced by the Reflection state on mind and spirit, his Agility increased by 4 points at once!
After browsing the renewed personal panel,
Tang Song contentedly entered the warehouse to check the details of the newly acquired item.
[Language - Japanese Proficiency Skill]: Upon use, this skill will “awaken” after you enter a dream! Automatically master Japanese kana, vocabulary, grammar, pronunciation, enabling fluent listening, speaking, reading, and writing, as well as understanding Japanese cultural background.
[Note: Besides “Private Marseille,” you might be able to teach her more vocabulary.]
He must let Xiao Jing learn more Japanese tonight;
always “Private Marseille” made even the system unable to tolerate it.
Without hesitation, he used the skill immediately.
After finishing this, Tang Song closed his eyes gently.
He tried to carefully think and sense his current state.
The clearest feeling was that his mind had become clearer and sharper.
Previously requiring deliberate analysis and judgment of business logic and human psychology now felt especially transparent.
A faint sense of control slowly spread.
10:30 PM.
Lan Feng International Hotel, 30th floor, presidential suite.
“Beep—”
The lock made a barely audible sound;
the heavy double doors silently slid open inward.
Tang Song stepped inside.
Luxurious drapes and a suspended chandelier cast soft warm light.
The air was filled with a faint, mixed scent of rose and sandalwood, warm and quiet.
The entire suite was unusually silent.
He changed into slippers and passed through the empty living room.
His steps slowed.
The master bedroom door was ajar, not fully closed.
A soft glow quietly seeped through the crack, illuminating a small warm patch on the long plush carpet in the corridor.
Clearly, his white, wealthy, beautiful friend had prepared for the upcoming “lesson.”
Tang Song smiled and pushed open the door.
The next moment, his breath caught, and his steps involuntarily stopped.
Before the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the neon city lights shimmered faintly.
Xiao Jing sat on the soft thick carpet, wearing a pure, seemingly glowing strapless wedding dress.
A hazy, light veil naturally draped down.
The skirt’s layers spread out, gently lifting her slender, sexy “Innate JK Sacred Body.”
Her black hair, like seaweed, flowed smoothly over her shoulders.
Making her already sweet, pretty face appear even more dreamlike and ethereal.
Intricate, delicate lace patterns tightly wrapped her perky C-cup, extending downward like vines entwining a sacred offering.
Before him, she was stunningly beautiful, unworldly, like a bride about to offer herself to the gods.
This ultimate visual shock made Tang Song’s heartbeat uncontrollably accelerate.
“Song, am I beautiful?” Xiao Jing tilted her head, eyes sparkling with pure joy and warmth.
She already saw the answer.
“Very beautiful,” Tang Song’s voice was a little hoarse, “Like... an angel.”
Simple and straightforward praise made Xiao Jing’s face bloom with a smile brighter than the neon outside.
The entire room seemed instantly several degrees brighter because of her.
“Well then... Lord Tang Song,” she adjusted her sitting posture, legs together and slightly curled, asking with a nearly devout, trembling voice, “Can you start my ‘lesson’ now?”
“Of course.”
“Then... please be... strict with Xiao Jing!” She bit her lower lip, eyes shimmering with a sickly anticipation.
Tang Song said no more.
He stepped forward to her, looking down to admire the “bride” before him.
Then slowly leaned down and kissed her moist, fragrant lips.
Xiao Jing made a satisfied baby-like sound and leaned back, hands pressing on the soft carpet behind her.
The deep cleavage, pressed by the wedding dress, appeared thrillingly breathtaking.
Tang Song’s kiss traveled downward like a spreading wildfire.
On her cold, pale skin, he ignited one scorching mark after another.
He could clearly feel the violent trembles of the body in his arms, smell the unique, intoxicating scent mixing floral fragrance with youthful body scent.
After a long time,
When he raised his head again, Xiao Jing’s sweet face was flushed with blush.
Her eyes were dreamy, as if veiled by mist.
Tang Song’s fingers reached behind her, found the zipper of the wedding dress, and gently tugged.
Preparing to slowly peel off this sacred “offering.”
At that moment, Xiao Jing suddenly stopped him: “No need to take it off, wearing this... is enough...”
She had planned to wear the most beautiful clothes and complete the final step with Tang Song in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking Quancheng.
The romantic, beautiful wedding dress was undoubtedly the best choice.
It would make her Lord Tang Song remember this moment forever.
Next, Xiao Jing gently bit Tang Song’s finger, the bite force just right—
both teasing and submissive.
Her eyes revealed a sickly haze and madness, as if offering her soul in sacrifice.
“If... if my Lord Tang Song feels inconvenient, you... you can tear it open...”
Seeing this pure yet lustful, wildly extreme look on his white, wealthy, beautiful friend,
Tang Song’s breath quickened;
his fingers suddenly tightened.
Xiao Jing let out a whimper, seemingly eagerly anticipating the destructive tearing.
“Whoosh—”
Tang Song directly lifted her from the ground,
immediately noticing strange special items hidden beneath the layers of the wedding dress’s skirt.
Xiao Jing gasped, “Please... punish Xiao Jing... even if you tear me apart too... it’s... okay...”