novelraw Chapter 664: Yandere
Chapter 664: Yandere
Chapter 664: YandereLan Feng International apartment.
After a short nap and a soak in the large bathtub in the bathroom, Lin Muxue finally felt like she had come back to life.
She changed into a form-fitting silk short dress and lazily leaned back on the sofa.
She shared the photos she took during her time in the Imperial Capital, filled with "unintentional sophistication," on Xiaohongshu and Douyin.
After doing this, she hesitated for a moment but still went to the desk.
She opened her laptop and entered the online course for Imperial College's global MBA program.
Clicking open a courseware titled "Global Corporate Strategic Management," she forced herself to calm down and began studying seriously.
This trip to London for over a week was mainly to attend the alumni reception and complete formal enrollment procedures.
Most of the subsequent theoretical courses would need to be completed remotely online.
Only at the end of each quarter would she need to fly to different global financial centers (such as Singapore, New York) to participate in week-long offline practical courses.Although her advisor had mentioned that he could help her complete her thesis and most of her coursework,
the current her was no longer the same Luna who just wanted to gild her reputation.
She genuinely hoped to seize this opportunity to learn some real substance.
Especially... with that scheming "cunning bitch" Shen Yuyan closely following right behind her.
That woman was currently representing Rongliu Capital at the [Old and New Kinetic Energy Conversion and High-Quality Enterprise Development Forum] in Qingdao, Shandong Province, reportedly related to one of Tang Song's personal investment projects.
These past couple of days, Shen Yuyan had frequently "shared" her work insights with her, filled with "progress" and "growth" between the lines.
This made Empress Muxue feel extremely pressured, not daring to relax for a single moment.
However, these all-English courses, with their large number of professional terms, were indeed quite difficult for her.
Studying was somewhat challenging.
Lin Muxue gritted her teeth, her face slightly flushed, as one hand quietly reached down to her smooth thigh, beginning to stealthily engage in physical-assisted learning.
She had also discovered that her memory became exceptionally good whenever she was excited.
Especially when memorizing English-related knowledge.
It was almost like having a cheat activated.
In the room, the sound of her softly reciting English professional terms could be heard.
Just then.
"Ding ling ling—" Her phone suddenly rang.
[Tian Jing]
Lin Muxue's eyelids twitched, and she quickly retracted her left hand, suddenly feeling an ominous premonition.
After hesitating for a moment, she still answered the call.
"Hello? Xiao Jing."
The name flashing on the screen made her...
"Xiao Xue~" A sweet, soft voice came through the receiver, "Have you eaten yet?"
Lin Muxue's gaze instantly turned alert, immediately switching gears to feign a weak, listless tone: "Emm... I'm still sleeping... so tired, I'll skip lunch." ℝ₳ŊȮ𝐁ĘŠ
"Aiya, I knew you'd be like this. I ordered food for you;
it should arrive soon. Remember to get it later, okay?"
Xiao Jing's words were filled with concern and care.
Lin Muxue was stunned, never expecting Xiao Jing to be so attentive toward her?
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Was this... really treating her as a close girlfriend?
For a moment, she felt somewhat ashamed, her voice softening, "Thank you, Xiao Jing."
"Don't mention it, we're good sisters, it's what I should do. That's all for now, bye-bye."
"Bye-bye."
After hanging up, Lin Muxue looked at her phone screen, a strange warmth surging in her heart.
Having been in the social scene for many years, she could count her truly meaningful good friends on one hand.
Probably only Zhao Yaqian and Xu Ning.
She had never experienced such direct, fervent care before.
After about ten minutes, the apartment concierge called—the delivery had arrived.
Immediately after, a full dozen exquisitely packaged meal boxes were laid out on the table.
Not only were there various delicacies, but also fruit, desserts, flowers, and a bottle of top-tier champagne worth over ten thousand.
Lin Muxue's chest heaved violently;
for a moment, she was moved to tears.
She suddenly realized that having a generous, wealthy, beautiful friend like Xiao Jing might not be such a bad thing after all.
Even if the other party was a little perverted, it wasn't entirely unacceptable.
Right after, she picked up her phone, took a photo, and shared it on her WeChat Moments,
Caption: [(一3) Thank you, good sister, for the treat! You're so good to me!]
.....
Songmei Apparel.
"Next, the company's strategic focus will still revolve around the independent brand [Heyi]. We need to develop a complete new strategic plan before Double Twelve, including online-offline integration, brand IP deepening, and initial steps into overseas markets..."
The atmosphere in the conference room was serious and focused.
"Buzz buzz—"
Tang Song's phone on the table vibrated.
[Xiao Jing]
He glanced at the time, directly stood up from his seat, and said to everyone, "Let's end the meeting here for today. Everyone, go back and organize your thoughts into documents to send me."
Last night, during a video call with his wealthy, beautiful friend, they had agreed to have lunch together today at noon.
Xiao Jing was probably ready.
Walking out of the conference room, he answered the call.
Tang Song said softly, "Hello? Xiao Jing, I just finished the meeting. Have you decided what to eat for lunch?"
"I have, and I've already ordered the food. We can eat as soon as we arrive."
"Thank you for your hard work. Where are you? I'll come pick you up."
"No need." Xiao Jing chuckled lightly, saying sweetly, "I know you must be busy with work, so I came to your Yunxi Building early. I'm waiting for you at the elevator entrance in the B2 parking garage right now."
She paused, then added, "I also... prepared a little surprise for you."
"Oh? What surprise?" Tang Song's eyebrows raised slightly, a curious smile appearing on his face.
"Mhm, you'll know when you come down. Waiting for you, mwah mwah."
After hanging up,
Tang Song quickly gathered his things and took the elevator directly to B2.
Stepping out of the elevator bay, he immediately spotted Xiao Jing standing not far away to the left, in the shadow of a pillar.
She wore a black shell jacket on top and black stockings below, creating a striking contrast with her cool, pale white skin.
Especially in the dim underground garage, her entire person exuded a pure yet seductive temptation.
Their eyes met.
A sweet smile appeared on Xiao Jing's face as she gently waved at him, "Song, over here."
Looking at the wealthy, beautiful woman he hadn't seen for several days, Tang Song opened his arms and embraced her, "Thank you for coming to find me on purpose, Xiao Jing. It's a wonderful surprise."
"As long as you're happy." Xiao Jing licked her lips, her body trembling slightly, and said quietly, "Song, it's so cold in the garage. Let's get in the car first, okay?"
As she spoke, she pointed to a Cayenne parked nearby.
"Okay, sure."
They got into the car one after the other.
Tang Song sat in the passenger seat, slightly turning to look at her, "By the way, where's my surprise?"
Xiao Jing's face flushed red;
she bit her lower lip, "Come a little closer."
Tang Song obediently leaned forward, breathing in the wealthy beauty's perfume, an expectant expression on his face.
Immediately after, under his gaze,
Xiao Jing extended her slender fingers, grasped the zipper of the shell jacket, and slowly pulled it down.
The collar of the shell jacket gradually opened towards Tang Song, revealing large areas of cool, pale skin.
Immediately after, several bright red, almost thread-like "strips of cloth"
appeared, wrapped around full skin in a visually impactful way.
"Hisss—"
Tang Song drew a sharp breath, his eyes filled with shock.
This... what the hell... Xiao Jing, what are you doing?!
"Brother Tang Song, do you like it?" Xiao Jing stuck out her tongue, her face burning as she looked at him.
Tang Song didn't answer, directly kissing her soft, springy jelly-like lips.
He intensely felt Xiao Jing's rapid heartbeat.
The temperature inside the small car quickly rose.
A moment later, they slowly separated.
"Zip—" The zipper was quickly pulled back up.
Xiao Jing lowered her head, saying quietly, "There are cameras in the garage;
I'm afraid of being recorded. Let's continue later, okay? Let's go eat first."
Looking at the extremely contrasting wealthy beauty, Tang Song's throat moved.
He nodded heavily, "Okay."
"Vroom—"
The Porsche Cayenne slowly started and drove out of the underground parking garage.
Tang Song's hand unconsciously landed on Xiao Jing's beautiful legs, encased in black stockings.
Along the way, Xiao Jing drove very, very slowly.
Nearly ten minutes later, the car slowly entered an above-ground parking lot.
"Song, we're here." Xiao Jing's voice trembled slightly as she turned off the engine.
Tang Song slowly withdrew his left hand, looking through the car window at the familiar building in front of them.
Surprised, he said, "Lan Feng International apartment?"
"Mhm." Xiao Jing nodded obediently, her face red as she explained in a low voice, "I called Xiao Xue earlier. She said she wasn't feeling well today, was home alone, and didn't even have time to eat. I was quite worried about her, so I ordered some delivery. Let's go check on her and have lunch together, okay?"
Hearing this, Tang Song's gaze toward Xiao Jing changed again.
Holy crap! Xiao Jing, you're so thoughtful!
He wasn't a fool. The wealthy beauty dressing like this to find him, then going to Xiao Xue's place to eat together—
her intentions were self-evident.
Tang Song's breathing became rapid, his heartbeat faster and faster.
So far, he had only ever played team games with the beautician and the fake socialite—that pair of close friends.
Now, Xiao Jing was proactively suggesting it.
Looking at this perverted wealthy beauty beside him, then thinking about the map-drawing fake socialite upstairs...
If these two were to get together...
He simply couldn't refuse.
"Let's go!"
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Unit 2002.
Lin Muxue trimmed the fresh roses and arranged them artfully in a Murano crystal vase.
She placed it right in the center of the dining table.
Delighted, she took several photos.
Just as she was about to sit down and enjoy this luxurious feast "treated" by her "good sister,"
"Ding lili—"
From the direction of the entrance, the sound of the smart door lock being opened suddenly rang out.
Lin Muxue was stunned for a second, then immediately walked out from the dining area toward the foyer to look.
Immediately after, she saw that tall, straight figure she had been thinking about day and night.
"Xiao Xue."
"Tang Song?! Why are you here suddenly!"
Lin Muxue's voice held unconcealable delight as she excitedly ran toward the door.
The next second, her steps halted.
Because, behind Tang Song, in walked Xiao Jing as well.
Her face was flushed, her eyes carrying a hint of shyness, and she held a large tote bag that looked very heavy.
Lin Muxue's eyelids twitched, and she blurted out, "Xiao Jing?!"
"Xiao Xue, good afternoon." Xiao Jing playfully blinked at her, "The delivery arrived, right? I bet you can't finish it all alone. Coincidentally, Brother Tang Song and I haven't eaten either. Let's all three eat together."
"Uh... good afternoon." Lin Muxue forced a smile, "There is quite a lot, indeed too much to finish. Your timing is... perfect."
I'm so stupid... really...
To think she actually believed the other party was concerned about her.
Intuition told her that Xiao Jing was definitely up to no good this time.
But since she came with Tang Song, she couldn't really say anything.
Right after, Lin Muxue turned her gaze back to Tang Song, biting her lip.
She proactively stepped forward, opened her arms, and hugged him.
Then stood on her tiptoes and kissed him without hesitation.
No matter what, in front of a competitor like Xiao Jing, she couldn't back down!
Feeling the passion and attachment of Xiao Xue in his arms,
the corners of Tang Song's mouth lifted slightly as he held her sexy, fiery waist.
The two of them kissed, utterly oblivious to anyone else.
Xiao Jing stood quietly to the side watching this scene, her dark eyes shifting, a cunning smile appearing on her face.
A few minutes later.
In the stylish, cozy dining room.
The three clinked champagne glasses, chatting while enjoying the food.
Most of the time, it was Tang Song actively asking about their recent business trips and work situations.
The atmosphere was harmonious yet carried an indescribable strangeness.
After eating for a while.
Lin Muxue, looking at Xiao Jing who remained wearing her shell jacket, finally couldn't hold back.
She spoke up, "Xiao Jing, it's quite warm in here. You can take off your shell jacket."
Hearing this, Xiao Jing's face instantly turned red.
She didn't answer Lin Muxue but instead raised her head, looking at Tang Song opposite her with a pleading expression.
She asked quietly, "Brother Tang Song... can I... take it off?"
Lin Muxue was baffled by this move.
What kind of tactic was this?
Needing to ask Tang Song's permission to take off a piece of clothing?
Tang Song looked deeply at Xiao Jing, his gaze steady and meaningful, using a commanding tone, "You may."
Having received the "Demon King's" permission, Xiao Jing immediately stood up.
Her long fingers grasped the front of her jacket, and the zipper was pulled down bit by bit.
The black shell jacket slipped from her shoulders, falling onto the back of the chair.
Revealing the scenery within.
Lin Muxue gasped in surprise, almost falling off her chair.
What... what is this situation?!
You can play it like this?!
Just as she was stunned,
Xiao Jing however "thumped" down onto the floor, her tone becoming nervous and fearful, "Lord Tang Song, I have something... to confess to you."
"What is it?" Tang Song automatically slipped into character, his gaze intense, heartbeat somewhat out of control.
Sure enough, Xiao Jing had more provocative tricks up her sleeve!
So interesting!
Xiao Jing raised her head, glanced at the petrified Lin Muxue beside her.
Timidly, she said, "During the two days Xiao Xue and I stayed together in the Imperial Capital, behind your back... we secretly said 'bad things' about you, and... also did things we're sorry for. I know I was wrong, and I hope... you will punish us."
"Boom—"
(I) ! ! ! !
Lin Muxue's mind was "buzzing."
"Thump!"
She suddenly stood up from her chair, her face flushed red with both embarrassment and anger, retorting, "Xiao Jing! Stop talking nonsense here! When did I ever say bad things about Tang Song?! And when did I ever do anything to betray him?!"
Heaven knows, she, Xiao Xue, was utterly loyal to Tang Song!
On WeChat, those simps who used to chase her had long been completely deleted!
When going out, whenever she sensed any man had ideas about her, she would immediately and consciously maintain distance!
How could she possibly do anything to betray Tang Song?!
This was blatant slander! Defamation!
"I have evidence." Xiao Jing trembled with excitement, reached out, and somehow produced a small, exquisite recorder.
She raised it high, shy yet excited, speaking as if making a sacrifice, "These past two days, when Xiao Xue and I slept in the same bed at night, I couldn't resist... doing something very inappropriate. This is a recording of our conversation then. You can listen. I know I was wrong, sumimasen! Please, Lord Tang Song... punish us!"
"Rumble—"
Several green tribulation lightning bolts descended out of thin air, striking Empress Muxue right on the crown of her head.
She breathed rapidly, completely dumbfounded.
During those two nights she spent with Xiao Jing in the Imperial Capital, because the other party proactively gifted property to show goodwill, she had inevitably acted much closer.
To stop the other party from bringing up those overly embarrassing topics, she had said a few "complaining" remarks about Tang Song.
As for "things to betray Tang Song," it was probably when Xiao Jing compared figures with her, and they mutually felt each other up.
At that time, she pretended to be aloof, while Xiao Jing acted extremely shy and said some messy, incoherent things.
It did sound a bit like a "yuri" vibe.
It felt strange even then, but she never expected this woman... was secretly recording!!!
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This was a trap, a setup, a conspiracy targeting her, Empress Muxue!
Moreover, last time when they were with Xu Qing and Tang Song at the KTV,
Xiao Jing had used a similar trick to trap her, saying she was a lesbian and that their chat content was very inappropriate.
Resulting in her getting her bottom spanked by Tang Song along with the others.
This was practically a TMD repeat offender!
And I actually thought you were a good sister!
I'm so stupid... really...
Tang Song took the recorder, his fingers rubbing against the small object that still carried body warmth and scent.
Looking at Xiao Jing sitting on the floor, his gaze uncontrollably wandered over the curves of her figure.
His breathing gradually grew heavier.
He wiped all traces of a smile from his face, holding the recorder, lightly tapping it against the table in a rhythmic manner.
A cold, stern aura instantly enveloped the entire dining room.
"Xiao Xue, do you have anything to say for yourself?"
Lin Muxue's face flushed deep red.
She hemmed and hawed for a good while, then gritted her teeth, stamped her foot, and sat down on the floor next to Xiao Jing.
Her voice was barely audible, "...I admit my mistake."
She wasn't someone who didn't understand romance, and her ability to read people was very strong.
Naturally, she could see what Tang Song had in mind.
Anyway, things had already come to this. Just like last time at the KTV, she'd obediently get her bottom spanked a few times and treat it as a couple's spice.
Right after, she turned her gaze toward Xiao Jing beside her, silently venting her inner grief and indignation with her eyes.
Just then.
Xiao Jing suddenly blinked at her, a "dark" smile appearing on her face.
Lin Muxue's heart skipped a beat;
intuition told her something was about to happen again!
Immediately after.
Xiao Jing quickly resumed her pitiful expression, raising her face to say, "Lord Tang Song, we truly know we were wrong. To show our sincerity, I... brought 'punishment' props in my bag. We hope to earn your forgiveness."
Lin Muxue: (O4OII)?!
Tang Song picked up the large tote bag Xiao Jing had placed on the corner of the table;
it felt heavy in his hand.
He pulled open the zipper, took a look inside, and his breath instantly hitched.
He had to admit, under Xiao Jing's continuous "guidance," he was genuinely getting a bit perverted now.
Mainly because Xiao Jing was just too interesting!
He suddenly stood up, directly and easily picking both of them up.
Breathing in their distinctly different rich fragrances, his voice hoarse, he said, "Come on, let's go inside and properly confess your crimes."
Heavy footsteps sounded.
The bedroom door opened, then closed with a "bang."
The air was filled with the scent of perfume and alcohol.
That black tote bag filled with secret weapons was casually tossed onto the soft carpet.
Xiao Jing proactively hugged Tang Song, lifting her fresh, sweet face, yet an expression nearly resembling "ahegao" appeared on it.
At this moment, she was like a yandere girl from anime.
Obsessed, excited, nearly distorted.
The red threads slowly tore apart in Tang Song's hands.
The emotions in Tang Song's heart were completely ignited.
The temperature in the air rose rapidly.
Watching the heart-stopping scene before her, Lin Muxue's face flushed, her heart raced.
A current of shame mixed with excitement flowed through her body.
Making her breath become burning hot and rapid.
Her long, beautiful legs slightly tensed;
Lin Muxue felt her whole body go weak, almost unable to stand steadily.
Not having seen him for nearly 10 days, she missed him terribly, terribly.
Earlier, while studying, she couldn't help but study magic on the side precisely because she missed him so much.
Just then, Tang Song's deep, magnetic voice, like the whisper of a devil, sounded in her ear:
"Xiao Xue, look... Xiao Jing is so immature. Not only did she record secretly, she also sold out you, her good sister. Don't you think we should punish her together first?"
Xiao Xue shuddered.
What did that mean?
Before she could fully process it,
Xiao Jing suddenly gasped, her voice trembling, "I'm sorry, Sister Xiao Xue, Lord Tang Song is right, it is my fault... I accept any punishment..."
Right after, a sickly flush rose on her face.
[Sugoi! Lord Tang Song is indeed getting darker and darker!]
[Just like Lord Lelouch in *Code Geass*! On the surface, he's the gentle, elegant student council president, but in reality, he's the demon king hiding behind the scenes, using Geass to control everything and overturn the world—the loneliest and coolest Demon King!]
[So... so handsome!]
[Zero ! Zero ! Zero !]
Looking at Xiao Jing beside her.
Lin Muxue blinked dumbfoundedly.
Oh my heavens!
What... what kind of pervert is this?!