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Chapter 151: Chapter 144: 【Soul Praise of Su Yu】 Chapter 151: Chapter 144: 【Soul Praise of Su Yu】 “Buzz buzz buzz—”

Tang Song took out his smartphone and glanced at it, then immediately exited the chat interface.

He had only intended to joke around with Xu Qing, but to his surprise, she took him seriously and sent over a dozen sets of photos.

As a well-known beauty alumna from college, Xu Qing’s appearance naturally went without saying, with delicate features and a slim, well-proportioned figure.

Clad in a form-fitting cosplay costume and the appropriate makeup, she really looked quite striking.

He could take some time to appreciate it tonight.

Next to him, Wen Ruan was masterfully controlling Mulan, going on a rampage in the game.

Seeing the bunny girl skin, Tang Song felt a surge of heat within him.

The big sister had mentioned it before; she could play cosplay as well.

With Wen Ruan’s explosive figure, if she cosplayed in a bunny girl outfit, donning the ears and tail, and slipping on black stockings, that would be simply irresistible!

He took a deep breath to calm the flames in his heart.

He opened TikTok to check his achievements.

With the ‘Luck Buff’ boosting his efforts, he had high expectations for this venture.

He entered the Personal Center.

Current follower count: 54,087.

With the release of the new video, his followers had increased by nearly 20,000 overnight.

This was without any promotions, purely natural traffic, and it was quite astonishing.

Next, he opened Little Red Book to check his followers there: 8,868, not far from the 10,000 mark.

He checked the details of the title ‘popular me’.

[Current cash reward: 2,131,000 yuan (total 5,981,000 yuan)]

Withdraw immediately.

[Balance: 4,182,600 yuan]

Seeing this “huge” number, Tang Song’s heart surged with excitement.

…

At noon, after an enjoyable and hearty outdoor barbecue,

colleagues said their goodbyes and left one after another.

The team-building event officially ended.

Tang Song put the freshly-washed Giant TCR bike in the back seat and left Huiying River View Creative Park with Wen Ruan.

They drove along the Taiping River towards the city center.

Spring scenery was blooming along the way, with trees casting a green shade.

The sun shone through the dense clouds, warming the car interior.

Wen Ruan leaned on the passenger seat, softly narrating the passing scenery and buildings to Tang Song.

Being a born-and-bred Yan City local, and an avid traveler, she knew the area well.

As they entered the broad main road, Tang Song shifted his body and placed his hand on the passenger’s thigh.

Wen Ruan didn’t say anything; instead, she squinted contentedly and cracked the window open a bit.

Although Tang Song was driving slowly, it only took 20 minutes for them to arrive outside Oasis Garden.

Tang Song parked the car outside the south gate of the apartment complex and turned to look at Wen Ruan.

He softly said, “We’re here, your body isn’t in the best state right now, so remember to rest well when you get back. Pay attention to your meals as well. Don’t go to the gym, wait until your period is over before you come to guide me.”

Wen Ruan was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned to him, beckoning with a finger, “Come here for a second, little brother.”

Tang Song leaned in, and next, he was embraced by the affectionate big sister.

After a passionate kiss, Wen Ruan slowly let go of him.

She pressed her lips tightly and said with a dazed look, “I had a really wonderful weekend, like I was in a dream.”

“But well, now that I’m home, it’s about time to wake up.”

Tang Song frowned slightly, sensing that something was amiss in Wen Ruan’s manner of speaking.

He grabbed her as she was about to get out of the car and directly asked, “Sister Wen Ruan, you’re not the kind of person who loves and leaves, are you?”

“Pfft—” Wen Ruan laughed out loud, “It’s weird hearing that from you. That’s something I should be saying to you!”

Tang Song affirmed, “I’m serious about you, sister, and I really want to continue being with you.”

Hearing his words, Wen Ruan was silent for a moment, then said, “My mom is at home right now, do you want to come with me to meet my parents?”

“Uh…” Tang Song’s eyes widened, unsure of how to respond.

Isn’t this moving too fast?

Wen Ruan looked at him intently, her tone gentle, “Scared, aren’t you? I really like you, and in every way, you fit my idea of a partner.

If I had met the current you in my early twenties, even if we couldn’t get married, I’d still be willing to have a sweet relationship with you.

But… I’m really not young anymore, I’m at the age to talk about marriage, and I need to consider family and the future.”

“Wen Ruan.” Tang Song bit his lip, understanding her meaning.

Unlike Zhao Yaqian, the 19-year-old girl, Wen Ruan’s purpose in getting to know him was for matchmaking, marriage.

Wen Ruan tugged at his hand, “Well, we’re all adults, some things don’t need to be said. I’m not a naive girl and I have a clear understanding of you and myself. I can’t hold onto you now, and to avoid crying my eyes out in the future, I’d better cut my losses.”

After saying that, she got out of the car, took the road bike down, and carried the tulips in her arms.

“Goodbye Tang Song, be safe on your way back, and let me know once you get home, muah.” Wen Ruan held onto the bike handle, nodded carefree at Tang Song, and with an indifferent face turned and walked toward the gate.

Tang Song took a deep breath, hastened his steps to follow, and grabbed her arm.

Wen Ruan blinked playfully, “What’s the matter? Can’t bear to part with me? It’s not like we won’t see each other, we can still meet up for meals often, right?”

Tang Song pursed his lips, knowing that at this point, anything he said would be futile unless he was ready to make a commitment to marry.

Although he really wanted Wen Ruan, he didn’t want to deceive her.

Wen Ruan smiled at him and stepped through the gate of the complex.

With her back to him, her smile gradually faded, and a spark flashed in her eyes.