novelraw Chapter 626: Xie Shuyu and Zhao Yaqian
Chapter 626: Xie Shuyu and Zhao Yaqian
Chapter 626: Xie Shuyu and Zhao Yaqian“Splash—”
On the 30th floor of the hotel, inside the clear, crystal-blue heated swimming pool,
a nimble figure darted through the water like a swimming dragon.
After completing more than ten sets of freestyle, Tang Song went to the gym area beside the pool and did another round of high-intensity core strength training.
Sweat mixed with pool water, reflecting a healthy and powerful glow in the morning light.
After finishing his daily discipline, Tang Song returned to the presidential suite feeling refreshed and invigorated.
He quickly took a hot shower and then walked into the spacious walk-in closet.
He took down the neatly ironed casual clothes the hotel butler had delivered and began changing.
Looking at himself in the full-length mirror, his gaze paused slightly.
Under the beautician’s “Delicate Skin” buff nourishment, his skin had already become fine and soft, with almost no blemishes. But his skin tone had always maintained a standard neutral shade—not dark, not pale.
Now, he could clearly feel that his complexion seemed to have brightened by a whole shade.
Xiao Jing’s “Fair Complexion” buff had begun to take effect, and it was full-body.
In fact, Xiao Jing’s buff was quite good.
Her cool fair skin wasn’t a sickly pale but a translucent white with a healthy radiance.
This kind of whiteness not only enhanced the translucency of his skin, removing dullness and spots but also made his facial features appear softer and more three-dimensional.
After admiring himself for a while,
Tang Song finished dressing and cheerfully stepped out of the walk-in closet.
On the messy big bed in the bedroom, Xiao Jing was still fast asleep.
Her even breathing was clearly audible in the quiet room.
A faint, contented smile played on her sweet face.
Tang Song stood beside her, looking at her tenderly for a while,
just about to turn and leave.
A soft whimper came from the bed.
Xiao Jing turned over and slowly opened her eyes. “Brother Tang Song...”
Her gaze was still drowsy and hazy from waking, and she instinctively stuck out her tongue to lick her dry lips.
“Good morning, Xiao Jing.” Tang Song picked up the water glass nearby and handed it to her. “Drink some water.”
Xiao Jing slowly sat up in bed, her sleek, jet-black long hair cascading over her snow-white shoulders, her firm C-cup chest faintly visible.
She didn’t reach for the glass but parted her pink lips, lifted her head, and looked at Tang Song with an infatuated gaze.
She murmured, “Feed me...”
Seeing the pure yet seductive look on this wealthy beauty’s face, a wicked fire surged up inside Tang Song again.
Xiao Jing was truly a study in contrasts.
But it was her first time;
after last night’s long ordeal, he was afraid of hurting her.
He carefully fed her some water.
Xiao Jing gradually fully woke up, staring at her dazzlingly handsome boyfriend, recalling the scenes from last night that had nearly made her soul leave her body. ŗáΝÒ𐌱̧
A sickly blush rose to her cheeks. “Brother Tang Song... you’re amazing... I’m sorry... I didn’t fully accept your punishment...”
Last night, Tang Song had completely changed her worldview.
She had watched plenty of explicit content and knew a lot about men and women.
But she never expected Tang Song to be so twisted.
She felt like a doll in his hands.
Totally manipulated, unable to resist.
She had originally prepared many props, hoping to play some fun little games,
but in the end, only the “God’s Hands” were used, and she completely lost herself, knowing nothing of time or place.
“It’s okay, we’ll continue next time.” Tang Song smiled, sliding his left hand along the edge of the quilt to grip her smooth, slender leg.
Xiao Jing’s legs were the thinnest of all his girlfriends, but not bony and skinny—full of firm elasticity.
Delicate, smooth, warm—the feel was excellent.
“Xiao Jing, what are your plans for the future?”
Xiao Jing let out a satisfied, lazy low moan. “Plans? Being with Brother Tang Song forever, does that count?”
Tang Song looked at her and said, “I mean regarding your career development.”
Hearing this, Xiao Jing paused. “I’ll listen to you. Whatever Brother Tang Song wants me to do, I’ll do.”
Tang Song smiled and pinched her. “Really? You’ll listen to everything I say?”
“Mm…” Xiao Jing nodded, leaning forward slightly, kneeling on the bed, and obediently said, “Yes, my master.”
“You’re so good, Xiao Jing.” Tang Song couldn’t help but kiss her cheek.
Xiao Jing smiled sweetly, then took his hand and began to kiss and lick it with infatuation.
Every movement was filled with unabashed dependence.
But her lowered eyes flickered with complicated thoughts.
Master Tang Song... are you finally going to reveal everything to me?
After last night, she had already guessed some things but hadn’t shown it.
She used to think Tang Song had a deep relationship with Shangguan Qiuyue, but now it seemed that guess was way off.
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Tang Song’s identity was far more noble than she had imagined.
He was like the chosen one in an anime, powerful and mysterious.
Feeling the soft, moist touch between her fingers, Tang Song exhaled lightly.
He opened the system interface and entered the “Partner” module.
He checked “Partner - Tian Jing.”
Selected “C: Hard Mode (Agent),” confirmed.
Quickly, the interface on the right shimmered with a glow.
[“Partner - You Jing” Development Plan Task Activated]
[1. Identity Transformation]
[Task Content: Please have “Partner - You Jing” proactively schedule and attend a formal meeting at Smile Holdings Headquarters with “Secretary Jin.” Clearly express her personal intention to join Dejurenhe as a “Global Special Project Partner.” The entire conversation must be recorded and submitted to you.
Represent Jingyi Asset Management to contact the Tangjin Family Office and complete the handover of the first property asset agency rights.
Require her to establish intimate social interactions (emotional exchange, preliminary project cooperation, etc.) with your other partner.]
[Task Reward: Growth progress 10%, Agent Gift Pack *1]
[Task Progress: Incomplete]
[Note: Unlocked characters may participate and assist. Players must constantly supervise the agent to ensure her obedience and loyalty.]
Reading the task, Tang Song’s brows twitched.
The tasks were indeed simple and should pose no difficulty for Xiao Jing.
But he could clearly feel the system’s underlying malice in this arrangement.
Having Xiao Jing actively contact Secretary Jin, meet for 30 minutes, and contact the Tangjin Family Office—
this was essentially sending Xiao Jing into Secretary Jin’s hands for “interrogation.”
With Secretary Jin’s methods, Xiao Jing would definitely suffer.
And requiring her to build close social ties with another “partner.”
The combination was basically to cultivate Xiao Jing’s obedience.
After all, although this wealthy beauty was obedient physically, her mind was crafty and far from as well-behaved as she seemed.
She even dared to scheme against him.
Closing the system interface,
Tang Song’s gaze flickered as he patted Xiao Jing’s head. “Get up now. Breakfast should have been delivered. Eat something.”
“Mm-hmm.” Xiao Jing nodded obediently.
She slowly got out of bed, wobbling as she picked up the bathrobe nearby and put it on.
Feeling an indescribable soreness spreading through her body, a thin mist of tears instantly welled in her eyes.
But then, as if thinking of something, her beautiful eyes rekindled with excitement.
Her gaze scanned the room, and she picked up a fluffy, finely crafted fox tail from the floor.
Then, barefoot, she walked step by step to Tang Song, shyly bowed, and handed over the tail.
“Master Tang Song, I’ve done many wrong things, but last night I didn’t really accept your punishment. I’m sorry.
Please... please put this on me. Let Xiao Jing... truly understand her mistakes...”
The corner of Tang Song’s mouth twitched as he looked at the white fox tail in front of him, but in the end, he reached out and took it.
He felt a bit excited inside.
Not to mention anything else, Xiao Jing was really fun!
Seeing Tang Song’s look and action, Xiao Jing immediately understood.
She quickly turned and lay back down on that huge, messy bed, turning her back to Tang Song.
Her cheeks were flushed almost to bleeding, but she was extremely excited.
“Private Masai!”
“Meow—”
The air in the room thickened.
Xiao Jing bit her lips tightly, burying her face deeply in the soft pillow.
Her eyes began to glaze over.
8:30 a.m.
On the long dining table, a variety of carefully prepared Chinese and Western breakfasts awaited.
Tang Song ate a crispy-skinned shrimp pan-fried bun and exhaled with satisfaction.
Lowering his head, he met a pair of large, watery eyes sneaking a look from under the table.
A snow-white fox tail was hanging down, pressed against the table leg near Tang Song’s feet.
Xiao Jing, who was focused on drinking soy milk, blushed fiercely, her eyes flickering, hesitant to speak.
Tang Song reached out and stroked the wealthy beauty’s head like comforting a well-behaved little pet. His voice was gentle: “Xiao Jing, I have a few things for you to handle.”
“Mm-hmm.” Xiao Jing blinked obediently.
“You’re still technically an employee within the Smile Holdings system. When you take over Jingyi Asset Management in the Imperial Capital, arrange a meeting with Director Jin through Shangguan Qiuyue and propose...”
Tang Song continued, detailing the system task’s requirements.
“Meow!”
Xiao Jing gradually stopped moving, her eyes darkening.
She suddenly realized she had overlooked an extremely critical and terrifying blind spot.
With Tang Song’s performance last night, how could he not know Director Jin?
She thought of Shangguan Qiuyue’s unusual warmth toward her,
and Director Jin’s personal “reception” at the end of training.
Then, the name “Tangjin Family Office” echoed in her ears—a name so special.
Xiao Jing’s eyes suddenly widened, and from shock, she even forgot to clench her mouth!
Ouyang Xianyue, Tang Yi Precision, Director Jin, Smile Holdings, Tang Entertainment, Mo Xiangwan...
In an instant, Xiao Jing thought of many things.
Tang Song... Jin Meixiao?!
That mysterious Tangjin Family Office?
Could it be referring to “Tang Song” and “Jin Meixiao”?
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Does this mean... Director Jin is Tang Song’s woman?!
And... probably the true “main wife”?!
Thinking of that woman, who had always been her idol—like Hancock, a powerful empress beyond belief—being her boyfriend’s woman,
Xiao Jing felt like she was in a dream.
She stared blankly upward, glancing up and down Tang Song’s handsome face, her body trembling slightly.
“Meow—” An indescribable feeling swept through her whole body.
So... Master Tang Song now wanted her to go see Director Jin, which was... equivalent to paying respects to the true queen and officially becoming a “secondary wife” under her witness?!
Would Director Jin bully or test her in the office?
And Tang Song specifically told her to record the conversation secretly.
Uncontrollably, a sickly excitement flushed Xiao Jing’s cheeks!
She really wanted... to bow down with the lofty Director Jin at Master Tang Song’s feet and accept his merciless “punishment”!
Or... it would be okay to accept Director Jin’s punishment too...
Sss—ha—no, no, I can’t!
Xiao Jing... was... going to break down completely...
Tang Song’s voice gradually stopped. “Remember? Xiao Jing.”
Xiao Jing swallowed hard. “I-I remember... thank you, Brother Tang Song, for the arrangement...”
Tang Song patted her flushed face. “Good. When you return from the Imperial Capital, I’ll introduce you to a new friend. I believe you’ll get along very well.”
The sound of “teehee” sipping soy milk rang out again.
Tang Song took a deep breath, staring out at the gloomy sky, lost in thought.
In Qianqian’s “Development Plan Task: Golden Canary’s Rainbow Dress,” it clearly required her to establish intimate social relations with her two “lovers.”
Originally, he planned to have her meet Wen Ruan and Xie Shuyu.
But those two were both “very busy” and had little time, and he hadn’t found a suitable opportunity.
Now, imagining having Xiao Jing bring her along was a perfect choice.
After all, the beautician had also joined the Smile Charity Foundation. Strictly speaking, they all belonged to the Smile Holdings system and would meet sooner or later.
The beautician’s current business involved beauty salons and private clubs, overlapping and cooperating with Xiao Jing.
Moreover, the core of the ongoing development task was to cultivate her social etiquette, appear in formal occasions, and accept the attention and evaluation from people of different social strata.
Tang Song had been worried that the pure-hearted beautician wouldn’t handle such complex situations well.
But if Xiao Jing helped, everything would become much simpler.
The only worry might be whether this little pervert would corrupt the beautician.
Watching Xiao Jing below, wearing the fox tail, Tang Song’s lips curved into a mischievous smile.
Actually, a little corruption was fine.
...
At noon, outside the TC Private Club in Chang’an District.
A red Porsche Panamera slowly stopped.
Then, a slender, long leg wrapped in stockings stepped out, a delicate black high heel landing steadily on the ground.
A tall, sexy figure stepped out of the car.
Her dignified face wore a faint smile.
“This is the place.” Zhang Yurong affectionately linked her arm, her tone mysterious. “So, Shuyu? What do you think of this place?”
Xie Shuyu looked up at the low-key yet exquisite standalone building nestled under the golden parasol tree shadows, and lightly nodded.
“It’s indeed very nice. But when did Yancheng get such a private club?”
“This TC Club has been around for a long time.” Zhang Yurong led her inside, lowering her voice to introduce. “But previously, it basically didn’t accept local clients. It only served VIPs transferred from some international joint clubs, with a scary high threshold.”
She paused, her tone growing more subtle: “But just recently, the owner changed. It’s that young girl I mentioned to you who invested 40 million with me, Zhao Yaqian. After she took over, she started expanding local clients. Don’t be fooled by her innocence;
she has a huge offshore family trust backing her.”
A trace of understanding flickered in Xie Shuyu’s eyes.
She knew Zhang Yurong’s eagerness to bring her here wasn’t just for a spa experience.
Zhao Yaqian, who held huge capital and barely interfered in daily operations, was the “perfect investor” whom Zhang Yurong naturally revered like a goddess.
Introducing such a premium client to her was undoubtedly the best way to “win favor.”
Carrying her bag, Xie Shuyu followed Zhang Yurong inside.
She had been busy outside the city recently handling the opening of new branches, nonstop.
Then, the day before yesterday, she suddenly received a message from Jiang Yourong—
Smile Holdings had just fully acquired a top boutique coffee supplier and intended to cooperate deeply with “Weiguang Coffee.”
The other party could provide exclusive coffee beans of quality far exceeding current market standards, with very competitive pricing.
They were even willing to share their powerful beverage R&
D team resources.
This news was like an earthquake level eight for Xie Shuyu.
It meant that the long-standing upstream supply chain shortcomings and product innovation bottlenecks of “Weiguang Coffee” would be completely resolved at once.
This was not just cost-saving but a comprehensive brand upgrade—a crucial puzzle piece for the company’s transition from “regional boutique” to “national boutique.”
So she quickly finished her tasks and rushed back to Yancheng late last night.
She originally planned to visit Zhang Yurong’s Yisha Beauty for a top spa to recover and present her best self for this company-defining battle.
Unexpectedly, she was taken directly here.
Entering the club interior,
a calm, mixed woody scent of cedar and white tea wafted over.
Every detail revealed extraordinary taste and high cost, truly the work of a top private club.
Soon, a hostess in a tailored suit gracefully approached and bowed.
“Ms. Zhang, you’re here.”
Zhang Yurong nodded familiarly. “Which floor is Qianqian usually on? We made an appointment.”
“Director Zhao is in the yoga room on the second floor today. She just finished a private dance lesson and should be resting in the lounge now.”
Led by the hostess, the two took the internal elevator to the second floor.
They passed through an elegant corridor into a private lounge.
Xie Shuyu looked around curiously.
The design was more feminine—velvet sofas, marble coffee tables, a quiet and comfortable atmosphere.
They walked a few steps inside.
A tall, graceful figure entered her sight.
On the sofa leaned a young woman, looking under twenty.
Wearing a simple silk camisole dress that outlined a delicate, youthful body curve, revealing large patches of milky, smooth skin.
Her features were striking, and her slightly curled dark red hair fell like seaweed in casual disarray.
She looked like a ripe, juicy summer berry waiting to be savored,
and naturally, her most eye-catching feature was her stunningly long legs.
Her thighs were plump and round, calves slender and long—the kind of wineglass legs full of sexy tension.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Yaqian looked up, her face blooming into a brilliant smile as she stood. “Yurong Jie, you’re here!”
“Qianqian.” Zhang Yurong stepped forward quickly and warmly grabbed her hand.
“Come, let me introduce you. This is the friend I always talk about, the founder of Weiguang Coffee, President Xie Shuyu.”
“Shuyu, this is my investor and also the current owner of this club, Zhao Yaqian.”
“Hello, Sister Shuyu.” Zhao Yaqian’s voice was sweet, naive, and pleasant, with a subtle tremble.
Her eyes seriously examined this outstandingly charismatic female CEO.
She was shorter but remarkably upright and intellectual.
Sharp features, fair skin, clear eyes.
Black coat, stockings, pencil skirt.
She looked like a decisive, highly intelligent woman in the business world.
But none of this mattered;
the key was that this woman was also one of Tang Song’s girlfriends.
“Hello, Qianqian.” Xie Shuyu showed a warm, polite smile and lightly shook her hand, then immediately released it. “Ms. Zhang often praises you in front of me, saying you’re young, capable, and insightful. Meeting you today, the reputation is well-deserved.”
Her voice was magnetic, neither fast nor slow, full of the calmness and composure typical of a female CEO.
Facing each other,
two completely different female auras collided silently.
“Overpraise... not at all...” Zhao Yaqian seemed a bit embarrassed and shy, instinctively avoiding eye contact.
Xie Shuyu glanced at her and immediately formed a general impression.
A well-protected, very delicate young girl, beautiful without any aggression, with clear eyes and little scheming.
“Come, come, don’t just stand there watching. Sit down.”
“Sister Shuyu, you must try this. This is our club’s signature ‘Morning Dew Rose,’ calming and beautifying, with a special taste.”
“Thank you.”
The three sat in the lounge and began chatting casually.
Zhang Yurong and Xie Shuyu were both skilled in social situations, quickly steering the conversation to light topics.
They tactfully avoided business cooperation unfamiliar to Zhao Yaqian, chatting instead about beauty, fashion, travel—topics women enjoyed.
And they both deliberately complimented Zhao Yaqian.
The atmosphere was very harmonious, like a “belated friend’s afternoon tea.”
Seeing the smooth progress, Zhao Yaqian’s anxious heart finally settled.
She mustered the courage to actively engage with the other two, not for any private purpose,
but purely by the Smile Sister’s command.
Just last week, she went to Smile Holdings Headquarters and formally joined the Smile Charity Foundation as honorary chairwoman.
Though honorary in nature, this role allowed her to attend high-level foundation meetings.
She obtained her first officially recognized, shining title in mainstream society.
Of course, she inevitably had second contact with Jin Meixiao.
She received the latter’s “instructions.”
Besides Xie Shuyu, she would next use the TC Private Club platform to approach Tian Jing and Wen Ruan.
She had only just heard about these two from Xiao Xue.
She didn’t know what the Smile Sister wanted.
But it couldn’t be...
like Xiao Xue joked—gathering them all together and poisoning the tea, right?