Maxing Out Charisma, Inheriting Game Assets

Chapter 741: [Dream Attire]

Chapter 741: [Dream Attire]

Maxing Out Charisma, Inheriting Game Assets

The living room was warm and comfortable.

Seeing everyone frozen like statues, Su Yu smiled gently.

She casually took off her black coat and handed it to Cheng Xiaoxi, revealing a perfectly tailored white high-pile cashmere sweater underneath.

The soft cashmere wrapped around her slender yet curvaceous figure, emitting a warm luster under the light, so beautiful it was hard to look away.

Then, she walked with elegant steps to the center of the living room, her gaze freely examining the furnishings around her, occasionally offering comments.

"The color choice for this sofa set is quite good, very cozy."

"The brushstrokes in this painting are very delicate, and the composition is quite inspired." She stopped in front of a hanging painting, turned her head toward the corner, "Did Lingling paint this? Quite talented."

Yao Lingling shuddered, finally slowly returning to reality from her soul-leaving state.

"Su, Miss Su Yu, please have a seat! I'll go cut some fruit for you! Jiahong, Minmin, you, you quickly clean up the table!"

"Oh, oh! Okay!"

Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin snapped out of their daze, frantically starting to clean up the scattered snack bags on the tea table, wishing they could make this trash disappear instantly.

Lingling glanced again at Qiuqiu who was still stunned, said nothing, and hurried toward the kitchen with her head down.

Her mind was about to explode, covered in goosebumps.

The senior's official girlfriend is actually Su Yu?! And she's the same online friend she had been teasing online, even treating as a "cyber love rival" to PK?!

This completely exceeded her understanding.

Her mind was in chaos, completely unsure what to do. Should she be afraid of being "dealt with" by the "main wife"?

Or should she be thrilled by this heaven-sent encounter?

After all, that's Su Yu!

Facing someone like that, she didn't even have the courage to be jealous.

In the living room, the girls began bustling about, the atmosphere both tense and excited.

Su Yu sat elegantly on the sofa, her movements carrying a casualness, yet exuding a natural nobility.

Her gaze finally settled on Cheng Qiuqiu, who remained frozen in place.

Patting the spot beside her, she said softly, "Sit here, Qiuqiu."

Qiuqiu opened her mouth, as if pulled by some invisible force, taking difficult steps to stand before Su Yu.

Her gaze remained fixed on her, as if wanting to etch this face deep into her soul.

"Why aren't you speaking?" Su Yu tilted her head slightly, looking at her, "Our online conversations were quite pleasant."

Hearing this, Qiuqiu seemed to finally come back to herself, her voice trembling violently: "I... I didn't know... that online friend was really you... and, and Tang Song..."

She had once complained to the online friend named [Su Yu's April] about relationship matters.

For example, she said the boy she liked was a playboy.

And at that time, Su Yu's reply was, if the other person was Tang Song, then forget about two-timing, even if he was piloting an aircraft carrier, as long as he was willing to let me have a bunk on it, she would be perfectly content.

But she never expected that Su Yu was really Tang Song's girlfriend.

The idol she regarded as her spiritual faith in life, and the man she saw as her emotional support, were actually a couple.

She had fantasized countless times that if she could be as excellent and radiant as her idol, Tang Song would definitely love her deeply,

But now, reality had dealt her the cruelest blow.

The idol herself was his girlfriend.

And she was just a clumsy imitator who could never measure up.

"So... now that you know, what are your thoughts?"

Su Yu leaned forward slightly, her amber eyes watching her leisurely, carrying a faint sense of pressure.

"I... I don't have any..." Qiuqiu lowered her head, not daring to look into those eyes, her voice weak but firm, "Just blessings. I hope you can always be happy and fulfilled. Tang Song is a very, very good person, Miss Su Yu, and you are also a very, very good person."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, but her voice became much smoother, as if reciting a scripture engraved in her heart for years:

"You debuted at 17, as the first-generation leader of Echo. That winter, you had water on the knee from practicing dance, but still insisted on completing the performance in heavy snow... Back then, even though you were clearly the most skilled, you always voluntarily gave the center position and exposure opportunities to your teammates..."

"But later, they joined forces to smear you, pouring all the dirty water on you... At that year's All-Star concert, the audience was full of black oceans and boos, you stood there alone... I watched the live broadcast and cried all night..."

"But you didn't fall. You came back with 'Confession', step by step reaching where you are today..."

"The way you climbed out from rock bottom was truly not easy, and too magnificent... It gave me immense spiritual support and courage..."

Listening to Qiuqiu recount those long-buried past events of hers like listing treasures, the expression on Su Yu's face underwent a subtle change.

The originally slightly scrutinizing and playful look in her eyes gradually softened, replaced by a complex and moved expression.

Yao Lingling carefully placed the fruit platter on the tea table, not daring to make a sound.

Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin, having finished cleaning up, also stood to the side.

The three of them kept glancing between Qiuqiu and Su Yu.

They all knew Qiuqiu was a die-hard fan of Su Yu, her daily makeup, style, even her tone and demeanor deliberately imitated Su Yu.

Plus her comic-book figure, the S-curve with prominent curves.

At this moment, watching the two sitting face to face, there was a peculiar similarity.

Su Yu was like the Pro Max refined version of Qiuqiu, more exquisite, more confident, and more dazzling.

The air remained quiet for a while.

Su Yu stood up, came before Qiuqiu, "Thank you... for still remembering that version of me, and I'm also honored to have had a fan like you supporting and accompanying me during my growth."

After saying this, under Qiuqiu's stunned gaze, she gave her a sincere and warm hug.

Qiuqiu's mind went completely blank.

The tip of her nose was filled with the cool fragrance from her idol, warm body heat transmitted through the fabric.

She stood dazedly being hugged, her whole body feeling like she was walking on clouds, feeling extremely dizzy.

Tears finally uncontrollably slowly streamed down.

Above her head, the floating, emerald crystal clear 【Dream Flower Seed】, its glow intensified, and it seemed to have grown larger than before.

It was cheering, leaping joyfully, vaguely showing signs of blooming.

After this sudden hug, the atmosphere in the living room finally eased.

Lingling carefully asked while holding the cut fruit platter: "Miss Su Yu, what would you like to drink? I have grape juice, orange juice, black tea here..."

"Hot water is fine, thank you." Su Yu's gaze swept over everyone, "Sit down, let's chat. And you, Minmin, didn't you want to take a photo with me?"

Li Shumin took a deep breath, her face flushed, quickly walking over with small steps.

Sitting beside Su Yu excitedly yet awkwardly.

Handing her phone to Zhang Jiahong to help take the photo.

"Click—"

"Thank you, Miss Su Yu! Wuwuwu, my life is complete!"

Zhang Jiahong also mustered courage: "I'm also your fan, can I take a photo too?"

"Of course."

"Click—"

Lingling also came over, making a peace sign.

The living room instantly became lively, turning into a small fan meet-and-greet.

Qiuqiu was still immersed in Su Yu's embrace, only after a good while did she gradually calm down, silently sitting to the side, watching her idol interact with her friends.

After quite some time.

Su Yu's gaze fell on a wooden guitar hanging in the corner.

"Whose is this?"

"It's Qiuqiu's." Lingling quickly introduced, "She plays guitar and bass really well! She learned because she liked your songs!"

Qiuqiu blushed and waved her hands, saying softly: "No... just average... I started teaching myself after hearing your 'Beyond Thought'."

Su Yu smiled, suddenly stood up, walked over and took down the guitar, casually plucked the strings a couple of times, testing the sound.

Everyone quickly guessed what was happening, their faces flushed with excitement, holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Su Yu lowered her head holding the guitar, her slender fingers gently caressing the strings.

A beautiful and familiar melody flowed out.

The melody was beautiful, the lyrics touching.

She didn't show off technique, just hummed softly, but the top singer's linguistic sense and emotional investment instantly transformed the small living room into a musical scene full of stories.

The four girls listened quietly, feeling the delicate emotions in the singing, completely enchanted.

As the song ended, the melody lingered.

Qiuqiu, with reddened eyes, applauded and sincerely praised: "That was so beautiful... the live version of this song feels better than the CD. My favorites are this 'Beyond Thought', and also that 'Serene'."

Su Yu held the guitar, her eyes becoming somewhat distant, "These two songs are indeed very special, both were written for me by him in October 2017."

Qiuqiu was somewhat stunned, not reacting immediately: "...Him?"

Su Yu looked up at her, a brilliant smile on her face: "It's Tang Song."

"Boom—"

A loud explosion went off again in the minds of the four.

"Senior Tang Song..."

"Song... this... how is this possible?"

They were all art students, though studying fine arts, they had some knowledge of music too.

Naturally, they knew that many of Su Yu's popular hit songs had the lyricist and composer credited as someone named "Song".

Everyone thought it was a code name for a top international creative team, after all "Song" itself meant "song".

Qiuqiu widened her eyes in disbelief, her voice trembling: "You, you mean... Tang Song... is Song? The author of those songs?!"

"Of course." Su Yu plucked a string, producing a clear chord, her eyes full of tenderness, "From the end of the 'Black Ocean Incident', when I hit the lowest point in my life, he has always stood behind me. Many of my songs, many of my dramas... have his shadow. It can be said that he made the current me possible."

Lingling and Li Shumin's faces flushed red.

They only knew Tang Song could play guitar and had heard him talk about music, but they never expected him to be the incredibly talented top lyricist and composer!

The legendary Song who was elusive, never appeared in public, yet single-handedly built Su Yu's music empire!

This kind of all-around, flawless excellence was simply a dimensionality-reduction blow to their understanding!

Lingling's breathing became rapid, her small A-cup chest seemingly about to burst.

She originally thought the story of the senior who transformed into a billionaire after following Xiaohongshu advice was already an unbelievable script.

But then the plot twisted.

Privately, he was actually a peerless talent who could write countless hit songs?!

The key point was, she had actually slept with him.

A strange, enormous sense of achievement and vanity surged within her at this moment.

For Qiuqiu, the impact of this truth was even more unparalleled.

So... it was Tang Song who lifted Su Yu up from rock bottom?

So... those songs that accompanied her through countless lonely nights, giving her strength and comfort, were actually Tang Song's works?!

Which meant, from the very beginning, Tang Song was that unseen support and faith deep in her heart.

It was him, using his talent to illuminate Su Yu's path.

And it was him, using his warmth to comfort her life.

Above her head, the emerald crystal clear 【Dream Flower Seed】 stretched its branches.

Su Yu put down the guitar and returned to the sofa.

She gently clapped her hands, breaking the dead silence, saying cheerfully: "Alright, I've told you all the secrets, this is our agreement, absolutely cannot post online, and cannot tell others."

Her radiant eyes slowly swept over everyone, though the corners of her mouth held a smile, her eyes held a trace of unquestionable authority and chill: "I think, as his capable employees, and my fans, you will keep this secret for us, right?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" Lingling was the first to react, nodding vigorously, "Miss Su Yu, rest assured! We absolutely keep our mouths shut!"

She knew too well what crazy things those extreme die-hard fans would do if the relationship of a star at Su Yu's level was exposed.

At that time, the senior's safety would truly become a problem.

"Y-yes! We absolutely won't tell!" Li Shumin and Zhang Jiahong also quickly raised their hands to swear.

Su Yu nodded contentedly, glanced at Cheng Xiaoxi beside her.

Cheng Xiaoxi immediately understood, stepped forward, and said gently to Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin: "Miss Zhang, Miss Li, Sister Yu has prepared special gifts for both of you, they're in the car downstairs. The items are quite large, would it be convenient for you to come with me to get them? I can arrange for someone to take you home as well."

Hearing this, the two were overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, quickly thanking her, and followed Cheng Xiaoxi away.

"Thud—"

As the heavy security door closed, the originally lively and crowded living room instantly became empty and quiet.

Lingling's heart sank heavily, her body instantly tensed, hair standing on end.

She secretly glanced at Su Yu on the sofa, keenly aware,

This queen was clearing the field.

Only leaving herself and Qiuqiu, the two who had "substantial relations" with Tang Song.

The answer was self-evident. This was for settling accounts!

Thinking of this, Lingling's face turned deathly pale, her palms filled with cold sweat.

She knew Tang Song had more than one woman around him, whether it was Sister Wen Ruan or President Gao, who wasn't more excellent than them?

Who didn't have more status than them?

But now, the legendary "main wife empress" had really come knocking.

And it was someone of Su Yu's caliber.

This was simply a max-level character entering a beginner village for slaughter!

Qiuqiu also sensed something, she lowered her head, biting her lower lip tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Su Yu leaned back on the sofa, supporting her chin with one hand, her posture lazy yet elegant.

She didn't speak, just quietly watched them.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Until the two girls were about to break under the pressure, she finally spoke slowly: "Now... there are no outsiders here. Do you have anything you want to say to me?"

Lingling braced herself and broke the silence, her voice dry: "You... this time coming here, is...?"

"Oh?" Su Yu looked at her with a teasing smile, "Didn't we agree on WeChat? To meet in person, and by the way discuss endorsing 【Songmei Apparel】."

"Oh! Oh! Endorsement!" Lingling seemed to grab a lifeline, quickly nodding, "About the endorsement... we two small employees can't make decisions, should I... call President Tang or President Gao now? Let them talk with you?"

Her instinctive reaction right now was—

Call for backup! Get the taller people to handle this!

"Hehe." Su Yu chuckled lightly, charmingly captivating, yet it made people's hearts race with fear.

She slowly stood up, her high-heeled leather boots stepping silently on the carpet as she walked to stand before the two.

She looked down at them from above, her tone suddenly becoming meaningful: "Besides the endorsement, there's actually one more thing. I want to talk about... regarding your relationships with Tang Song."

This sentence directly tore off the final veil of modesty.

Cold sweat poured from Lingling's forehead, her legs went weak, almost unable to stand steady.

Qiuqiu took several deep breaths, as if using all her strength, slowly raising her head.

"Miss Su Yu, I, I... I'm sorry. I didn't know he was your boyfriend... I will in the future..."

In her heart, Tang Song was the best person in the world, and also her light.

And Su Yu was her faith, the embodiment of perfection.

Only a perfect woman like Su Yu deserved such a good Tang Song.

Them being together was the fairy tale ending.

She should consciously leave.

But, the words "leave" were like a rusty blunt knife, cutting back and forth in her heart, making it so painful she couldn't utter them.

Beside her, Lingling also bit her lower lip tightly, tears welling in her eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She didn't want to leave Tang Song, not at all.

But facing Su Yu, facing such main wife authority, she didn't even have the courage to fight for him.

The atmosphere in the living room was suffocatingly oppressive.

Looking at these two trembling, yet each holding firm girls before her.

Su Yu's natural amber eyes shifted slightly, a trace of barely noticeable satisfaction flashing in their depths.

After a moment, she suddenly spoke: "You couldn't possibly think... I came to force you to leave Tang Song, could you? I don't have that much ability, and I've never thought about monopolizing him either."

Lingling and Qiuqiu suddenly raised their heads, tear stains still on their faces, their eyes full of confusion and disbelief.

Su Yu raised her hand, gently using her fingertips to wipe away the tears at the corners of their eyes.

"Since you've already become involved with him, then we are on the same side. And I have a very good impression of you both, and I like you very much. If you encounter any problems in the future, whether related to work, life, or emotional matters, feel free to contact me anytime."

These words were like holy light, instantly dispelling the gloom in their hearts.

"This... Miss Su Yu... I..." Lingling widened her eyes, her breathing became rapid, stammering, unsure what to say.

What did this mean? Was Su Yu here to "acknowledge relatives"?

Was she treating them as her own people?

Not minding sharing the benefits?

Su Yu smiled: "No need to keep addressing me so formally, just call me sister."

"Sis... Sister Yu..." Lingling tremblingly called out.

"Lingling." Su Yu nodded, very naturally changing the topic: "By the way, let's have lunch here, how about hot pot? It's very suitable for winter."

"Okay! I'll go prepare! Everything is ready, it'll be quick!" Lingling was like a little maid who had received an imperial decree, immediately turned and rushed into the kitchen, her back showing a sense of joy.

Just as Qiuqiu was about to get up to help, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a slender yet strong hand.

"Qiuqiu."

Qiuqiu trembled all over, turned her head, meeting Su Yu's gentle yet profound gaze.

"I remember you said on WeChat that you collected many of my photo books and limited edition posters." Su Yu looked at her, her gaze soft, "Is it convenient to go see your room?"

"Convenient! Of course convenient!" Qiuqiu was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, quickly nodding.

"Let's go."

The two walked into the bedroom one after the other.

Su Yu casually closed the door.

The room had soft lighting, the air filled with a faint scent of books.

Qiuqiu came to the desk, flusteredly taking out the art books and merchandise she had treasured for years from the bookshelf, holding them to Su Yu like offering treasures,

"They're all here, Sis... Sister Yu."

"No rush." Su Yu didn't take the art books, instead placing them aside casually.

She turned around, her gaze fixed on Qiuqiu's face.

Perhaps due to her makeup and style, or perhaps that reserved and cool temperament.

This girl before her really bore some resemblance to her when she was in her early twenties.

Seeing her was like seeing her younger self when she first debuted, still youthful but with light in her eyes during her girl group days, and also seeing herself when she first met Tang Song.

However, compared to that, after being tempered by the cruel entertainment industry, her physique was more graceful, her temperament more refined and composed.

Whereas the Qiuqiu before her was more "grassroots", and also more fragile, like a camellia flower not yet fully bloomed, with dewdrops.

Seeing Su Yu looking at her without saying a word.

Qiuqiu nervously tightened her hands, "You... is there something?"

"I said, no need for formal language."

"Sis... Sister Yu..."

Su Yu reached out, gently placing her hand on Qiuqiu's shoulder.

She leaned closer, that stunningly beautiful face enlarged before Qiuqiu's eyes, her pale red lips curving into a beautiful arc.

Qiuqiu's breathing became rapid, heart racing, as if her soul had left her body, unable to move.

"Qiuqiu." Su Yu's voice was low and full of temptation, "For this trip to Paris, the male fan winner of the 'Christmas lucky draw activity is Tang Song, and it can only be him. You must have guessed that, right?"

Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Then." Su Yu stared intently into her eyes, her amber eyes flashing with bewitching light, "There's still one female fan spot left, I plan to choose between you and Lingling."

Qiuqiu instantly widened her eyes, pointing at herself incredulously: "Me and Lingling?"

"Yes, now I want you to tell me, who should I choose?"

Qiuqiu's mind went "buzz".

Go to Paris? With Tang Song? And Su Yu? Spend Christmas together? Celebrate her birthday?

This... this was something she didn't even dare to dream of.

But... Lingling wants to go too...

Lingling is so outgoing, so likable.

And Tang Song just gave her a car, they're closer, she must be more suitable.

"Who do you think I should choose?" Su Yu's voice was like a devil's whisper, guiding persuasively, "At that time, the participants will also learn more about Tang Song, enter his real world."

Qiuqiu's breathing became increasingly rapid, chest heaving violently, inner desire and reason tearing at her madly.

"Hehe, then let me ask it differently, do you want to go?" Su Yu's fingers gently slid across her cheek, the touch making her tremble.

"I—"

"Do you want to?"

Qiuqiu's throat was dry, the word spinning on the tip of her tongue, finally blurting out: "Want..."

"Very good, that's how it should be." Su Yu's face bloomed with a satisfied smile, her voice becoming even softer, "You see, we look so much alike, and we have such fate. So, I treat you differently."

She leaned close to Qiuqiu's ear, as if speaking the most intimate private words: "I even wanted you to participate from the very beginning, so I deliberately sent Lingling away just now. I can feel that we are kindred spirits, you are someone who understands me, your growth process, your feelings... I also understand."

"I... kindred spirits..." Qiuqiu's heart raced wildly.

A secret, even somewhat dark sense of superiority sprouted in her heart.

So, in Su Yu's heart, I am the closer one.

Closer than Lingling, closer than everyone else.

I am special!

"No, you still don't understand." Su Yu breathed out like orchids, "We should be closer than anyone else. You must always remember, the relationship between you and me... even your senior sister Gao Mengting, or Lingling, they are not as close as we are. Tell me, am I right?"

Qiuqiu raised her head, looking into those eyes that seemed capable of sucking out souls, nodded heavily: "Right..."

"Very good, dear Qiuqiu." Su Yu released her, a meaningful smile appearing on her face: "We will become very good sisters. Tang will also very, very much adore you, you will forever stay by his side."

Hearing these words, Qiuqiu's body trembled violently.

Above her head.

That originally just bud-stage 【Dream Flower Seed】, at this moment bloomed with dazzling light.

Petals unfolding layer by layer, a flawless white, yet with a hint of bewitching camellia flower, slowly bloomed in the void.

......

France.

Tangjin Estate.

The pre-dawn night still enveloped the entire estate, all sounds hushed.

On the second floor of the 【Health Management Center】 suspended over the lake, in the fully glass-walled gym, brightly lit.

Tang Song wore workout clothes, currently undergoing high-intensity morning training.

Sweat soaked his hairline, slowly sliding down along his sculpted muscle lines, reflecting a powerful luster under the lights.

Every breath accompanied the expansion and contraction of his muscles.

"Hoo—"

Completing the final set of presses, he steadily placed the dumbbells back on the rack, letting out a long breath.

Just then, a crisp system prompt suddenly sounded in his ear:

"Ding! Congratulations player, the fourth【Dream Flower Seed】 has bloomed successfully!"

"Ding! Planter 【Cheng Qiuqiu】's psyche underwent violent turbulence and reconstruction, the 【Dream Flower Seed】 underwent mutation, you have obtained additional feedback 【Dream Attire】."

Tang Song's movements suddenly paused, his hand wiping sweat frozen mid-air, his profound eyes full of surprise.

What happened?

He subconsciously glanced at the electronic clock on the wall; Yancheng time should be around noon now.

At noon... what happened with Qiuqiu?

After all, Qiuqiu's that 【Dream Flower Seed】 had just bloomed once recently in Rongcheng.

This situation of consecutive blooming and mutation was unprecedented.

Soon, a name flashed through his mind like lightning—

Su Yu?!

It must be Su Yu who went to see Qiuqiu!

But... what exactly did the female celebrity do that could cause such violent psychological turbulence in Qiuqiu, even leading to flower seed mutation?

Since this involved psychological changes, it would be better to ask when they meet.

Tang Song quickly collected his thoughts, suppressing his inner curiosity.

Opened the system interface, entered the warehouse.

Clicked on the new icon emitting a pink glow.

【Dream Attire】: In the game, two limited edition outfits obtained by player Tang Song. They carry ultimate charm and certain special abilities. Stored by Secretary Jin in the walk-in closet of 【The T.J. Suite】 at The Plaza Hotel on Fifth Avenue, Manhattan.

【Note 1: Please proceed to this location personally to unlock】

【Note 2: The property has highest security level, and possesses independent ownership, player can check in upon arrival】

....

Even with Tang Song's current composure, his breath hitched slightly upon reading the item description.

The system actually dropped two 【limited edition outfits】 at once?!

After all, even in the game, 【limited edition outfits】 were rare.

Thinking of the upcoming trip to New York.

Thinking of Secretary Jin, thinking of the unknown outfits.

Tang Song's mood became even more urgent.

He habitually studied the system interface again.

He left the gym area, swam a few laps in the constant temperature pool.

Only then did he gradually calm the waves in his heart.

Changed into comfortable casual clothes, returned to the modern-style villa by the lake specially prepared for the "beautician and fake socialite".

This building utilized large areas of minimalist lines and glass curtain walls, transparent, bright, surrounded by white roses, very matching Lin Muxue and Zhao Yaqian's aesthetics.

Of course, to successfully "occupy" this villa with excellent views, the beautician and fake socialite had agreed to many of his excessive conditions.

These would have to be fulfilled bit by bit after returning to Yancheng.

Pushing the door open, he entered the villa.

At a glance, he saw Luna sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room drinking coffee.

She wore a silk champagne-colored strapless mini dress, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and delicate collarbones, her long hair casually tied up, exuding a lazy sexiness.

Hearing the noise, she immediately looked up, put down her coffee cup, stood up and came forward.

Said sweetly: "President Tang, you're back."

"Mm." Tang Song smiled, held her slender waist, kissed her forehead, "Luna, there's a small change in the itinerary for this New York trip."

Lin Muxue immediately straightened up, her originally lazy sexy demeanor instantly withdrawn, entering professional assistant mode: "Please go ahead."

"Our accommodation in New York, change it. Instead of the Ritz-Carlton, change to The Plaza Hotel."

Lin Muxue's eyes lit up, her professional instincts making her react immediately: "Okay, I'll contact the hotel right away to book an executive suite."

"No need." Tang Song waved his hand, "I have a private apartment there, the specific check-in information and access codes, I'll send them to you later."

".....! "

Lin Muxue's eye corners twitched violently, her legs subconsciously tightened together.

The love and admiration in her eyes practically overflowed.

A private apartment at The Plaza Hotel?! Oh my god!

She knew full well the significance of that place.

It was located at the golden intersection point of Fifth Avenue and Central Park South in Manhattan, directly facing Central Park and Grand Army Plaza.

It was a legendary landmark of New York, a National Historic Landmark of America.

It was the extravagant social scene from "The Great Gatsby", the filming location for countless Hollywood classic movies.

Booking a room at The Plaza for a few days, and owning your own, independently owned mansion at The Plaza

These were completely two different dimensional concepts!

Indeed, with Tang Song's status, no matter where he was, he was a top-tier figure.

Intense vanity and satisfaction surged through Lin Muxue's entire body like an electric current.

"Okay, President Tang! I understand!" Lin Muxue took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the excitement and trembling inside, her voice slightly shaking with excitement: "By the way, I've already communicated with the Bombardier operations team. Our itinerary in Nice will end today, we depart promptly at 4 PM for New York."

"Mm, thank you for your hard work." Tang Song looked at her gently.

"Not hard work at all, serving President Tang is my honor."

Lin Muxue's eyes shifted, actively approached, stood on her tiptoes, offered a deep kiss full of flattery and enthusiasm.

Just then, another crisp system prompt sounded in Tang Song's ear:

"Ding! Congratulations player,【Partner - Lin Muxue】 cultivation plan task ②【Assistant Practice】 has been completed."

"Ding!【Partner - Lin Muxue】 growth progress +10%!"

"Ding!【Partner - Lin Muxue】 obtained【Stamina +2】."

"Ding!【Partner - Lin Muxue】 obtained【Comprehension +1】."

"Ding!【Partner - Lin Muxue】 obtained【Exclusive Item Pack *1】."