novelraw Chapter 795: 【Echo of Desire】
Chapter 795: 【Echo of Desire】
Eleven o'clock at night.
Inside the master bedroom, the light was dim and warm, ambiguous.
Tang Song lounged lazily against the leather sofa at the foot of the bed, eyes closed, resting his mind.
He was only wearing a pair of black boxer briefs, the lines of his muscles rising and falling with the play of light and shadow.
Faint sounds came from the bathroom: brushing teeth, rinsing, and even the extremely light "pssst" sound of a spray.
The scenes from just moments ago on the living room carpet replayed in his mind like slow-motion shots.
He had to admit, Campus Belle Shen was really something.
Her initiative in approaching, her awkward clumsiness...
Especially her gaze.
Throughout the entire process, her eyes had hardly left his face.Those beautiful eyes were a mixture of burning ambition, near-dizzying admiration, unconcealable shame, and complete submission.
These extremely contradictory things stirred together, burning with a startling brilliance.
For a man, such a gaze was practically the ultimate aphrodisiac.
Witnessing this once-desired, ever-scheming university campus belle using such a posture to please him.
That sense of satisfaction truly was difficult to put into words.
Conquering a beautiful woman certainly brought pleasure.
But thoroughly conquering a woman as beautiful, intelligent, clear-headed, and habitually calculating as Shen Yuyan.
Watching her personally forge her own ambition and desire into chains, and devoutly hand them to you.
That sense of achievement existed on an entirely different plane.
"Click—"
The bathroom door was gently pushed open.
Shen Yuyan walked out.
She had already tidied herself up.
Her long hair was loosely tied up with a simple black hair tie, a few stray strands hanging by her neck, revealing her smooth forehead and elegant neckline.
All makeup had been washed from her face, leaving it clean and pale, appearing somewhat translucent in the dim yellow light.
She had changed into a striped spaghetti-strap bodycon dress she had brought herself. The soft fabric clung to her curvy figure, the hem barely covering the tops of her thighs.
A pair of straight, slender legs were completely exposed to the air, the skin dazzlingly white against the contrast of the black fabric.
Her gaze had calmed considerably.
But upon closer look, traces of moisture and a watery sheen still lingered in the depths of her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were tinged with a faint red.
Pursing her lips, she walked softly to a spot a few steps away from the sofa and stopped.
Tang Song's gaze fell upon her, sweeping slowly from head to toe.
Under his gaze, Shen Yuyan's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Then she stepped forward, turned sideways, and slowly sat down on his lap.
The delicate, plump skin of her thighs pressed tightly against Tang Song's body.
It was like a warm, smooth piece of jade being nestled against a piece of scorching hot rock.
That friction, a combination of slippery smoothness and resistance, shot straight up from his nerve endings to the top of his head, bringing a tingling electric current.
Shen Yuyan's body trembled slightly.
She was trying hard to adapt to this heart-pounding intimacy and warmth.
Their gazes met.
"... Cleaned thoroughly," she spoke first, her voice slightly huskier than usual. "Three times, and I used mouthwash and mint spray."
As if to prove it, she slightly opened her mouth and breathed out a gentle puff of air towards him.
The warm breath carried a sweet scent of peach mixed with mint, lightly brushing over his jaw and neck.
Tang Song didn't respond verbally. He just raised his hand and gently stroked her soft, slightly cool lower lip, the pressure neither light nor heavy.
Shen Yuyan's body tensed, then relaxed, obediently parting her lips.
His gaze rested calmly on her face, observing every subtle reaction.
After a moment, Tang Song's hand slowly moved downward, tracing her slender neck, prominent collarbones, and finally landing on the strap of her dress.
Shen Yuyan's breathing suddenly became rapid, her chest rising and falling.
She didn't shy away, nor did she actively respond. She simply placed herself completely under his control.
A fingertip lightly lifted.
The silky fabric slipped off her shoulder, pooling in the crook of her arm.
In the dim light, a large expanse of pale skin was exposed, glowing with a pearl-like, soft luster.
Tang Song's arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her tighter against himself.
His other hand slid into the hair at the back of her head, holding the nape of her neck, forcing her to look up.
Meeting her trembling gaze, he kissed her deeply.
......
Outside the window, the moonlight was swallowed by surging clouds.
In the profound silence, a crisp notification sound rang in Tang Song's mind:
"Ding! Congratulations, Player. The branch task 【Mastering Desire】 has been completed."
"You have obtained 【Desire Gift Pack *1】."
Tang Song let out a long breath, propped himself up, and sat gently on the edge of the bed.
On the large bed beside him, Shen Yuyan was curled up amidst the disheveled bedding.
Her fair skin was flushed pink.
Sweat-dampened strands of hair clung to her flushed cheeks, rising and falling slightly with her breathing.
Feeling his departure,
Shen Yuyan struggled to open her hazy, unfocused eyes. Her body moved instinctively, as if trying to get up.
Tang Song reached out, his palm gently stroking her smooth back. His voice was soft as he said, "Sleep. I'll take care of things."
Shen Yuyan licked her dry, swollen lips, her eyes filled with dependence, and closed them.
She fell into a deep sleep almost instantly.
Tang Song got up and tidied the messy scene.
Then he walked into the bathroom, took a warm shower, washing away the stickiness and sweat.
After changing into pajamas, he took out a can of ice-cold cola.
"Pssht—"
The pull-tab popped open. The sound of frothy bubbles was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
The cool, refreshing cola poured down his throat, dispelling the inner restlessness, leaving him refreshed and clear-headed.
"!" The system interface unfolded before his eyes.
He entered the warehouse.
A pink-glowing gift pack lay quietly there.
Selecting 【Desire Gift Pack】, he opened it immediately.
A series of crisp, pleasant system notification sounds rang out one after another:
"Ding! You have obtained 【Huacheng Runxi Phase I Residence *1】."
"Ding! You have obtained special item 【Recovery Potion *30】."
"Ding! You have obtained special item 【Echo of Desire】."
Seeing the string of rewards, Tang Song's heart skipped a beat, filled with surprise and delight.
He originally thought the reward for this task of guiding Shen Yuyan's transformation would lean more towards the spiritual realm or growth points. He didn't expect the gift pack to be so substantial, even lavish.
It actually yielded a full 30 【Recovery Potions】!
These were truly good items!
His roster of girlfriends was growing larger and larger. Even seeing one a day might not be enough to rotate through them all; in the future, he'd probably need to schedule combinations.
Although his Stamina value was quite high now, it was still within the normal range.
With 【Recovery Potions】, he could face things more calmly, without fear.
Even the ace combination of a female celebrity + a big sister, he could battle and conquer, directly subduing them.
He took a sip of the ice-cold cola, suppressing the fiery feeling in his heart.
Tang Song checked the details of the remaining two rewards.
【Huacheng Runxi Phase I Residence *1】: Located in Huacheng Runxi Phase I, Nanshan District, Shen City. A 175 sqm fully furnished suite, four bedrooms, two living rooms, three bathrooms, high floor, open views. The layout is square, north-south oriented with good ventilation... The living room connects to a wide-view balcony, overlooking the commercial street scene of the Vientiane World below and part of the city's green belt.
【Note: This property was purchased by you within the game. Property ownership documents, contracts, keys, and other materials are stored in the safe in the master bedroom walk-in closet.】
A residence with excellent location and quality.
Located in the Vientiane City commercial district in Nanshan, such a property held considerable market value.
But for him now, its practicality was indeed limited.
If he went to Shen City, he had too many places to stay.
【Shenzhen Bay No. 1】 where Secretary Jin and Liu Qingning were.
【Huacheng Shenzhen Bay Yuefu】 where Wen Ruan and Zhang Yan were.
Su Yu's detached villa or high-end apartment in Xiangmi Lake.
At this point, the advantage of having many girlfriends became apparent.
No matter where he went, there was someone to accompany him, bringing more of life's "human warmth."
As his gaze swept over the property description, Tang Song's thoughts involuntarily drifted to Shen Yuyan, still sleeping in the master bedroom. His eyes softened slightly.
Campus Belle Shen had it pretty tough too.
Following him these days, she hadn't been spared from "knocking into shape" and "remolding," enduring quite a bit of invisible PUA.
The big stick had been wielded; it was time to give a sweet date.
Besides, this property was triggered by the task related to her. She would be stationed in Shen City for work frequently, traveling between the two cities would be the norm.
Letting her stay in this property temporarily could be considered a form of tangible care and affirmation.
His mind made up, he looked at the final reward, the one with the most unique name.
【Echo of Desire】: When the player inflicts "Deep Desire Impact" on a female character, there is a certain probability of triggering that character's "Echo of Desire." Within a subsequent period, that character may break through her own psychological or behavioral patterns, taking actions that follow her strongest current desire. This can trigger a special desire dungeon. Upon clearing it, you can obtain (Charm +1).
【Note 1: Female characters include characters recruited within the game or real-life partners.】
【Note 2: Trigger probability is closely related to the depth of the impact and the character's own personality traits.】
Charm +1?!
Tang Song raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise appearing on his face.
It had to be understood, with his current high Charm score of 90 points, each additional point was exceptionally difficult to obtain, requiring specific opportunities or completing high-difficulty tasks.
But this reward also indicated its difficulty.
The condition "Deep Desire Impact" itself was stringent enough. Combined with this reward, the difficulty of triggering and completing it was imaginable.
His mind quickly ran through the list: Secretary Jin, Su Yu, Ouyang Xianyue, Annie, Mo Xiangwan, and his four system partners.
The four system partners, under the system's "cultivation," had long since surrendered body and mind, their relationships stable. It was probably difficult to constitute so-called "Deep Impact" with them anymore.
As for Su Yu... if it were the her before Paris, filled with inner contradictions, craving yet with a touch of twisted intensity, she definitely held great promise.
But after Paris, the female celebrity had clearly undergone a huge change; her twisted psychology had found redemption.
Among the others, it seemed only the agent Mo Xiangwan, due to her relatively pure mix of admiration and dependency, might be slightly easier.
Secretary Jin was extremely rational, her emotions as deep and still as a cold pool, making it hard to glimpse ripples.
Anne Kate was more like an ambitious collaborator and conquest target.
Ouyang Xianyue... hmm...
This Ms. Ouyang was dignified and elegant, her thoughts as meticulous as embroidery, her actions seamless. She was a truly mature noblewoman well-versed in the art of strategy.
Their interactions so far seemed close, yet there was always an invisible veil between them.
Wanting to inflict "Deep Desire Impact" on someone like her was probably the most difficult of all.
Tang Song pondered for a while, then relaxed again.
Forget it, these things couldn't be forced.
Anyway, the item was already in hand. When the opportunity came, it would naturally be encountered. Let it be.
Finishing the last sip of ice-cold cola, Tang Song casually tossed the empty can into the trash and walked back to the master bedroom.
He lifted a corner of the duvet, lay back on the bed gently, then reached out and pulled that warm, soft body into his embrace.
It had to be said, Campus Belle Shen's appearance was truly outstanding.
Her skin was fair and even, born with a petite frame, yet possessing full C+ cup breasts, a slender waist, and long, straight legs.
Innocence and desire, slimness and voluptuousness.
Everything was just right.
Holding her in his arms was extremely comfortable.
The faint, delicate fragrance from her hair lingered around his nose. Tang Song closed his eyes contentedly.
Not long after, drowsiness washed over him, and he fell into a deep sleep.
......
January 6, 2024, Saturday, clear with some clouds, -6~5°C.
Unit 2202 downstairs.
7 o'clock in the morning, the sky not yet fully bright.
Xu Qing woke up.
She wriggled under the covers, fished out her phone from under the pillow. The screen's light made her squint in the dim room.
Unlocking it, she directly clicked on the chat window with Shen Yuyan.
The messages she sent last night were still hanging there alone:
【Xu Qing: "Yanyan? Are you okay? (ಥ_ಥ)"】
【Xu Qing: "Where are you? Still alive? If alive, type 1!"】
(Sticker)
【Xu Qing: "Little Song didn't do anything to you, right? Remember to protect yourself! If it gets too much, just play dead! This trick works! I've tried it!"】
(Sticker)
【Xu Qing: "Send a reply! I'm worried sick! You weren't..."】
From last night until now, she had sent a bunch of messages intermittently.
Result... like stones sinking into the sea, not a single reply from her best friend.
Clearly, something was wrong! Very wrong!
Xu Qing couldn't help but throw down her phone, hugging her little blanket tightly. Images from her own past intimate experiences began uncontrollably replaying in her mind.
Although enjoyable, the ending was always pretty rough.
His stamina was ridiculously strong, not only lasting a long time but also with many variations.
Every time, he would force her to play some shameful role like "a little maid who made a mistake," say some mortifying trash talk, beg and plead, and only then would he reluctantly let her off.
But this was Yanyan's first time!
Although she had many little schemes, she wasn't that physically strong.
And she wasn't as good at Cosplay as Xu Qing was.
Would that beast Little Song really... break Yanyan?!
What to do, what to do? Should I rush over now to save her?
Kick open the door, shout loudly "Let go of my best friend!"...
But what if Little Song's beastly nature erupted and he went after me too...
Wouldn't I become "buy one get one free," "delivery to your doorstep"?!
Then, failing to save her, I'd be pressed down together for a stacking game.
Hiss—
That sounds a bit exciting...
No! Too terrifying!
This young lady is currently on her period, so wouldn't he have to use other, even more perverted methods?!
(== ;))
A series of R-rated scenes mixed with absurd images ran like a frantic slideshow in her mind.
The more she thought, the more scared she became; the more scared she became, the more she thought.
Outside the window, the sky had unknowingly brightened.
"Buzzzzz—"
Her phone suddenly vibrated violently, especially jarring in the silent bedroom.
【Tang Song】
Xu Qing jolted awake, almost throwing the phone in her hand.
Hesitating for two seconds, imagining countless possibilities, she finally pressed the answer button with trembling fingers.
"H-hello...?" Her voice was as small as a mosquito's hum, full of guilt.
Tang Song's lazy voice came through the receiver: "Qingqing, are you up?"
"Erm... j-just woke up," Xu Qing tried hard to make her voice sound normal.
"Get ready and come directly to unit 3001 upstairs. The passcode is my birthday."
"Ah?!" Xu Qing's voice shot up, then she quickly lowered it. "Y-you and Yanyan are right upstairs, aren't you? Then... then what am I going up there for? I'm still sick! I need to rest quietly!"
"Heh heh." An ambiguous chuckle came from the receiver. "Your best friend is about done for, can't even get out of bed. Do you want to come up and take care of her? Up to you."
"Ah?! This..." Xu Qing hadn't processed it yet.
"Beep beep beep—"
The call was decisively hung up.
Xu Qing held her phone, frozen on the bed, completely dumbfounded.
About done for?
Little Song was too ruthless!
"Ding dong—" A WeChat notification sounded.
【Tang Song: photo.jpg】
【Tang Song: "Remember to bring her a change of clothes for her, including underwear."】
Xu Qing's fingers trembled as she clicked open the photo.
In the picture, her best friend lay on her side on the messy large bed, long hair spread out.
Her lips were swollen, with scattered kiss marks on her body.
Her hair was disheveled; she indeed looked like the delicate, fragile aftermath of "being ravaged."
"Yanyan!"
Xu Qing threw off the covers and jumped out of bed.
Not bothering to dress up carefully, she randomly threw on her loungewear, grabbed a set of her best friend's clothes from the second bedroom, slipped on her fuzzy slippers, and ran out the door.
Pressed the elevator, went upstairs.
Arrived at the extremely imposing front door of unit 3001.
Xu Qing took a deep breath and typed the passcode with trembling fingers.
"Beep beep beep—" The lock opened.
Xu Qing swallowed hard and cautiously poked her head inside.
"Ahem... anyone there? I... I'm here to deliver warmth..."
No one answered.
Xu Qing hesitated, peeking around the doorway for a while. Finally, she swallowed again, tiptoed in, sticking out her little bottom like a thief, and slipped in silently.
Just as she passed the entryway and was about to scout the situation in the living room,
Suddenly—
"Ha—!!" A low shout exploded near her ear.
"Wah ah ah ah ah—!!!"
Xu Qing let out a string of meaningless screams. Her whole body jumped in fright on the spot, arms flailing as she leaned backward.
Immediately after, her waist was firmly caught by a large hand.
Opening her eyes in shock, she finally saw the barely-suppressed-amused Tang Song in front of her.
Xu Qing's little face was pale. In his arms, she flailed in exasperation: "Y-you scared me to death! What are you doing! You childish jerk!"
Tang Song finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
In a great mood.
He leaned close to her, his nose gently rubbing against hers. His voice was low and magnetic:
"Qingqing, last night, because of you, your best friend and I had a close call. What should have happened, and what shouldn't have happened, all happened. So, regarding this matter, you have to take full responsibility."
Xu Qing: "(·_·?)"
Responsibility? What responsibility? How do I take responsibility?
Tang Song "pfft" laughed out loud again.
Patting her firm, bouncy little bottom, he said, "Come on, I had the property manager order breakfast; it'll be here soon. You go in first and help your best friend change clothes. She's having a bit of trouble moving right now."
Last night, he had indeed been a bit excessive.
And Campus Belle Shen had just gone along with everything.
Resulting in her, when she woke up this morning, whimpering and groaning even when trying to sit up.
"Trouble moving?!"
Xu Qing's eyes widened, sucking in a cold breath.
Indeed! Just as she had guessed!
Yanyan! You poor thing!
(ಥ_ಥ)
She could no longer care about anything else, quickly rushing inside and pushing open the slightly ajar master bedroom door.
Warm air filled with a familiar scent.
Xu Qing spotted her best friend Shen Yuyan leaning against the large bed at a glance.
"Yanyan!" She rushed over, sat on the edge of the bed, and examined her nervously up and down. "Are you okay? Where does it hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Seeing her sudden appearance, Shen Yuyan was first stunned, a flash of extreme embarrassment crossing her face, but she quickly regained her usual composure, though her eyes flickered slightly.
"Qingqing, I... I'm fine."
Xu Qing examined her best friend carefully.
Although a bit disheveled, she was far from the tragic "ravaged to the point of being bedridden" state she had imagined.
She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, understanding.
Little Song was deliberately scaring her again!
"Last night..." Shen Yuyan gently bit her lower lip, looking up at Xu Qing. "Thank you, Qingqing."
She was smart, and she and Xu Qing were old best friends of over a decade. Thinking about Xu Qing's strange "illness" last night, she could guess seventy or eighty percent of it.
Xu Qing felt a bit embarrassed by her words, turning her face away. "Hmph, as long as you know I'm good to you."
"Of course I know," Shen Yuyan suddenly reached out, gently hugging her, resting her face on her shoulder and nuzzling, then giving her a kiss on the corner of her mouth. "Qingqing is the best."
"Hey! What are you doing!" Xu Qing's face "poof" turned red, flustered as she pushed her away a little, her eyes guiltily glancing towards the door. "Don't let Little Song see! He... when his beastly nature awakens, he doesn't care about anything!"
Shen Yuyan looked at her flustered appearance and couldn't help but chuckle softly. Leaning close to her ear, she whispered with a hint of mischief and an indescribable ambiguity: "It's okay... maybe... it would be even more interesting... I remember some of those little movies we watched before had this kind of plot."
Her voice grew softer, carrying a mischievous smile shared between best friends.
"You... you... get lost!" Xu Qing's face was so red it seemed about to steam. Flustered, she shoved the bag containing clean clothes into her arms. "Hurry up and get dressed! Such a bad influence!"
Watching her fleeing back, Shen Yuyan's eyes curved into crescents, her mood unprecedentedly light.
Actually, her condition was far from being as weak and feeble as she had presented.
Her behavior this morning had, to some extent, contained a little intention to display her vulnerability in front of Tang Song, to make him feel sorry for her.
She had keenly discovered that Tang Song seemed to eat this up.
He would even act like a gentle boyfriend, actively giving her a good morning kiss, caring about her well-being.
Making her truly feel that she was being cared for.
Moreover, after last night's soul-baring conversation, learning that Tang Song didn't mind her scheming, her utilitarianism, or her ambition, and even appreciated her desires... she felt the huge stone in her heart had completely landed.
Although her body ached with the "battle damage" soreness of first-time intimacy, her whole person felt as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted, reborn anew.
.....
After changing clothes and a simple wash-up,
Shen Yuyan, arm in arm with Xu Qing, walked out of the bedroom.
Just as they reached the living room, a tempting aroma of food wafted over.
"Wow! Shengjianbao and century egg with lean pork congee!"
Xu Qing's eyes lit up. Her foodie nature instantly activated, forgetting her earlier embarrassment. She hopped and skipped, running towards the dining area.
In the open-plan dining area,
Tang Song was standing by the kitchen island, setting out the last set of utensils.
Morning light outlined his tall, straight profile and perfect facial contours.
Hearing footsteps, he turned his head. Seeing the two of them, a natural, warm smile appeared on his face.
"Perfect timing, breakfast just arrived."
That smile appeared exceptionally fresh and handsome in the morning light, carrying a casual, homely feel and the unconscious impact of top-tier male attractiveness.
Shen Yuyan's heartbeat skipped a beat.
However, Xu Qing's eyes were only on the food. She directly picked up a shengjianbao and, without caring if it was hot, stuffed it into her mouth, her cheeks bulging.
When she finally looked up contentedly, wanting to call her best friend over to eat,
Her entire body instantly froze.
Her best friend had walked directly up to Tang Song, reached out her arms, intimately wrapped them around his neck, stood slightly on her toes, and actively kissed his lips.
Not a light peck, but exceptionally passionate.
And Tang Song was responding, his hand even gently caressing her body.
Xu Qing almost dropped the chopsticks in her hand, her mouth slightly agape. "You... you two..."
Although she knew what happened last night, it was still a bit sudden.
In her eyes, this was her best friend and her boyfriend, right in front of her, in this sun-drenched kitchen, nonchalantly engaging in a French kiss.
Simply outrageous!
The key was! She, such a big living person, was standing right here, and they were just treating her like air?!
Does Miss Xu Qing have no face to save?!
Just as she stood there holding half a shengjianbao, at a loss, Tang Song and Shen Yuyan's lips slowly parted.
Immediately after, Tang Song's left hand reached out and hooked her over too.
Before she could react, he lowered his head and kissed her slightly parted, slightly greasy little mouth.
"Mmph...!"
Xu Qing instantly stiffened, her eyes wide as saucers. The half shengjianbao in her hand "plopped" to the floor.
The morning began in such an absurd, chaotic, and beautiful atmosphere.
Shen City, 【Tang Yi Precision】 headquarters.
Chairman's office.
Ouyang Xianyue sat upright behind the desk.
On the computer screen in front of her, a 3D panoramic model of a superyacht was displayed.
Standing before the desk was a middle-aged man in a dark formal suit, wearing glasses.
He was the technical director of the Special Equipment Department at 【Tang Yi Precision】, his expression somewhat puzzled.
"Chairman, the *hull resonance frequency? monitoring plan you inquired about earlier... this usually belongs to specialized data from sea trial phases. It's not necessary to list it as a routine monitoring item during daily use."
The technical director explained cautiously.
"No." Ouyang Xianyue interrupted him, her voice steady and clear. "This vessel is equipped with our latest generation T3 integrated radio frequency system. Its peak energy consumption is 37% higher than the original ship's design baseline. I need to know clearly: if it operates in high-power mode for extended periods, could there be potential thermal load hazards to the yacht's existing power distribution and cooling systems?"
The technical director adjusted his glasses, answering meticulously: "From a theoretical model perspective, such a possibility exists, but the probability is extremely low. Unless under extreme sea conditions, with all ship systems operating at full load continuously for over 24 hours, the cooling margin we reserved is completely sufficient..."
"Extremely low probability does not mean non-existent." Ouyang Xianyue raised an eyebrow slightly. "That is to say, this is a hazard that can only be 100% ruled out through on-site grid-connected pressure testing. Correct?"
"Uh... yes. To be absolutely certain, it would be best for our technical personnel to conduct an actual ship grid-connection and high-load test at the delivery site."
"Very good." Ouyang Xianyue nodded with satisfaction, her tone returning to its usual gentleness. "I don't want any oversights. After you return, compile a detailed 《Final Acceptance Supplementary Recommendation Report》."
The technical director was momentarily stunned, then immediately said, "Understood! I'll go prepare it right away!"
"Knock knock knock—"
A knock sounded on the door.
The office door was pushed open, and Secretary Chen walked in with light, steady steps.
Ouyang Xianyue's expression remained normal as she closed the laptop screen and waved her hand at the technical director. "Thank you for your hard work. You may go now."
After the director left, the room returned to quietness.
Secretary Chen stepped forward, gently placing a folder on the corner of the desk, reporting in a low voice:
"Ms. Ouyang, regarding that yacht, President Tang contacted the European delivery team yesterday and obtained all the documentation and operation manuals."
"Oh? He already made contact?" Ouyang Xianyue looked up. "Did he mention a specific acceptance time?"
"No." Secretary Chen shook her head. "President Tang doesn't seem to have named the yacht yet, nor given any instructions for boarding and acceptance. From the current situation, he has no plans to go to Monaco in the short term."
"Alright, I understand." Ouyang Xianyue's tone was calm and even.
Secretary Chen paused briefly before continuing: "Additionally, the arrangements for the venue at Mission Hills Golf Club are settled. For discretion, it was booked under the name of 【Tang Yi Precision】's Dongguan branch for a fully enclosed time slot. The invitation letter for Miss Bei Yuwei's film crew has also been sent as per your request."
"Mmm, well done." Ouyang Xianyue acknowledged, her face showing no emotion. She just lightly tapped a fingertip on the smooth desktop. "Regarding Monaco, continue monitoring. If there is any indication from President Tang's side about moving forward with acceptance, be sure to notify me in advance."
"Alright, understood." Secretary Chen acknowledged the order and quietly withdrew from the office.
The door gently closed.
In the spacious, luxurious office, only Ouyang Xianyue remained.
She leaned back slightly into the soft high-back chair, her long eyelashes lowered, concealing the complex emotions that flashed in her eyes.
After a long while, she slowly let out a breath.
It had been over a month since parting in Rongcheng.
For her normally busy self, a month wasn't long.
But for some reason, this past month felt exceptionally long and difficult to endure.
If she were one of those ordinary women, she probably would have long since bought a plane ticket and flown directly to Yancheng to meet, to date.
That would be so simple, so direct.
But precisely... she was Ouyang Xianyue.
Some things, she couldn't do.
Some words, she couldn't bring herself to say.
Yet, precisely because of this extreme suppression, the rebound came even more violently.
For three consecutive nights, her dreams had been bizarre and fantastical.
The vast overseas waters, the yacht under the sun, the boundless deep blue sea, and in the dreams, that version of herself who had cast off all restraints, completely different.
Those images were vivid and bold, carrying the salty, damp scent of seawater, impacting her again and again.
But such matters, she truly couldn't bring herself to voice.
She could only try every possible means to probe from all sides.
Perhaps there was a sliver of fantasy in her heart.
This was her most contradictory, most painful point.
Reason told her to restrain herself, to maintain propriety.
But desire... once it sees the light, breaks through the soil, it becomes like vines, growing, entangling, tightening wildly, difficult to suppress any longer.