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Chapter 392: Chapter 239: Shen Yuyan and Xu Qing, Restless Hearts Chapter 392: Chapter 239: Shen Yuyan and Xu Qing, Restless Hearts YJTC, the spacious apartment.

“Thank you, I really appreciate everyone’s help. You’ve worked hard.”

“Of course, of course! Ms. Lin, if there’s nothing else you need us to do, we won’t disturb your rest.”

“No, that’s it. I’m all moved in.”

“Good to hear, goodbye.”

“Goodbye~”

“Bang—” The heavy armored door closed with force.

“Click,” the smart lock automatically engaged.

Lin Muxue took a long breath, excitedly looking at the boxes on the floor.

They contained all her personal belongings, clothes, accessories, and more.

Initially, she intended to hire a moving company. Later, she called YJTC’s property service department for reliable movers.

Upon hearing she was moving into Room 2001 of Building 1, and that she was Tang Song’s girlfriend,

the property staff immediately offered to provide a full set of services.

Not just manpower and effort, but they also provided boxes and transport vehicles.

This privileged treatment exhilarated her to the utmost.

Lin Muxue’s fingers caressed the high-end furniture and sat on the armrest of the soft sofa, looking around.

Her face was flushed with excitement.

Tomorrow was the day her high school classmates would come to Yan City.

Although they wouldn’t interview her immediately, by the weekend at the latest, there would undoubtedly be a fierce “battle.”

Originally, her defeat had been certain, and she had frequently had similar nightmares.

But with Tang Song’s help, it was like providing her with an invincible cheat code.

Plus, now she was a genuine finance expert, a senior assistant at the Gathering Emotion Gold Committee, Tang Song’s assistant.

Her annual salary was in the high hundreds of thousands! With a little effort, it could even surpass a million!

And given Tang Song’s generosity, this salary was sure to increase.

Given a few years, she had complete confidence she could turn her fake persona into reality.

Come to think of it, if not for the threat of this “classmate mystery box” event, she wouldn’t have pushed herself to get close to Tang Song or jumped ship to Gathering Emotion Gold.

In that light, the arrival of Chen Si and the others wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

“Hehe.” Lin Muxue chuckled softly.

The young and handsome billionaire boyfriend, the 390-square-meter spacious apartment at YJTC, the dazzling dressing room.

Ah, my high school classmates who I haven’t seen in 6 years!

I’m no longer the Xue who couldn’t afford new clothes, struggled with grades, and had an uncertain future!

Next is to fill this spacious apartment with traces of life from Emperor Muxue!

The solid wood floor was smooth and sturdy.

Lin Muxue, in a fitted track suit and with a high ponytail, pushed two large boxes filled with her clothes towards the master bedroom.

She opened the door to the master bedroom, and the sight of luxury furniture in the room gave her goosebumps once again.

Before, she had only visited once as an excuse and hadn’t really soaked it in.

But today, there was plenty of time.

She left the boxes in the corridor, her fingers caressing bedding, sofas, saddle boxes, vases…

Her gaze became increasingly blurred and enchanted.

Finally, she stared at the entrance to the dressing room and swallowed heavily.

After pondering, she opened WeChat and sent Tang Song a message, “Tang Song, to make it seem more realistic, I want to put my clothes and accessories in the master bedroom’s dressing room. Is that convenient now, or should we wait until you’re back?”

Dressing rooms are often very private.

With Tang Song’s billionaire wealth, who knows what valuables might be inside.

Without permission and with no one around, it’s better not to rush in recklessly.

If Tang Song later can’t find something, it’s like mud in your pants; even if it’s not poop, it’s still poop.

Although she was greedy, she was still thoughtful.

“Ding-dong—”

[Tang Song: “It’s fine, arrange it however you like. The more effort you put in, the better.”]

“Ah!” Lin Muxue let out a restrained scream.

How much trust did Tang Song have in her!

He even told her the more effort the better!

He was just too good! Truly, just as Qianqian said, a perfect man.

Licking her moist lips, Lin Muxue walked in cautiously.

She stood stock still once again.

A U-shaped walk-in design, open space, distributed warm ambient lighting.

Next to the entrance was a black leather dressing bench, and in the middle, a staggered island counter.

Around the dressing room, dark wood and leather wardrobes exuded an aura of luxury.

Inside the dark wardrobes, rows of high-end men’s attire hung neatly arranged.

Bags, shoes, and hats were sorted categorically, a stunning sight to behold.

Lin Muxue’s fingers gently traced the logo on a wardrobe by the Italian luxury furniture brand poliform.

The dressing room alone was worth an apartment in Yan City!

Taking a deep breath, her fingers slid over each wardrobe, finally resting in front of a delicate watch cabinet.

The soft gloss paint matched with LED lights, and drawer design was slow-closing, giving a smooth tactile experience.

The compartments were finely divided, suitable for storing various jewels and small items.

Lin Muxue couldn’t wait to put her precious accessories inside to see how they looked.

On the top shelf of the watch cabinet, three wristwatches were displayed side by side.

A Patek Philippe 5961P Platinum model, a Longines Fashion Series, and…Citizen?

Lin Muxue looked at the unremarkable Citizen in surprise, then couldn’t help but focus her attention back on the Patek Philippe.

She touched the elaborate and dazzling case, her feelings mixed.

When she first saw it in the elevator, she thought Tang Song had bought a fake to show off.

If she had realized his true circumstances earlier, rather than meeting him by chance as Qianqian’s friend, everything would have been different.

But it was too late for regrets now.

Who could blame her for being a gold-digging fake socialite?

Previously indifferent, but once she knew he was a wealthy man, she went out of her way to cozy up to him.

His impression of her was undoubtedly negative.

If she wanted to become his girlfriend and gain access to the family trust fund, she had a long way to go.

Gently closing the cupboard door, Lin Muxue’s gaze lingered on a section of the wardrobe inside.

There hung a set of clothes.

A tan lightweight shirt, black pants, and in the box below, there were tan leather shoes and a black belt.

Her vision blurred slightly as she recalled seeing him at the investment meeting, dressed in these clothes.

The image of him, dazzling on stage, rose in her mind.

And she remembered her heart racing at that moment.

“Tap, tap, tap—” Lin Muxue walked over to the clothes,

pressed her cheek to the tan shirt, gently closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and fantasized that he was right in front of her.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

“I’m not as good as you think, I’m hypocritical, vain…”

“I’m terrible, so please don’t ever hate me…”

She didn’t even know what she was thinking, only that she felt a little desolate inside.

…

North City Garden Community.

The twilight light, like delicate brushstrokes, softly outlined every corner.

“Let’s get one thing straight, okay? Tonight’s meal is the best we can do! If it’s not delicious, please be understanding!”

Xu Qing walked ahead cheerfully, frequently turning back to talk to him.

Her twin ponytails bounced, making her look cute and playful, full of energy.

Along the way, she drew many admiring glances.

“Yeah, I’m not picky about food.”

“Hehe, that’s good to hear. We put a lot of effort into this.” Xu Qing stopped, pointed at a high-rise building in front of them, and said with a smile, “This is the place, Building 4, Unit 1, Apartment 1204. You’re welcome to hang out here anytime.”

She had a favorable impression of her current novel’s male protagonist and enjoyed spending time with him.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have agreed to let him take cosplay photos of her.

If it were anyone else, even if they used her best friend’s investment as leverage, Miss Xu Qing would have firmly refused.

They entered the building, passed through the entrance hall, and successfully boarded the elevator.

Xu Qing stood at 166 cm tall, with her bound twin ponytails reaching just the height of Tang Song’s nose.

Because they were so close, the soft strands of her hair occasionally brushed against him.

The faint scent of shampoo mixed with the fragrance of a woman’s body was very pleasant.

Tang Song pursed his lips and couldn’t resist stretching out his “guilty” hands to grab Xu Qing’s ponytails and run his fingers through them.

The touch was silky smooth.

Holding her ponytails felt as fulfilling as the first time he had gripped the steering wheel of a Bentley Continental, and he had the urge to floor the accelerator.

Feeling something amiss with her hair, Xu Qing quickly turned around, pouting and said, “Hey hey hey, can’t you give me a heads-up? You scared me.”

Tang Song smiled and raised his eyebrows, asking, “Qingqing, you’re so cute today. I want to touch your pigtails, may I?”

“Of course not!” Xu Qing waved her fist at him, firmly refusing.

However, Tang Song paid no heed and reached out his hand again.

Under the light, those slender and fair “Attractive Man’s Hand” were full of a tempting aura, reminding her of this morning’s animated series…

Miss Xu Qing was hard controlled for 3 seconds, allowing Tang Song to attack head-on and fiercely stroke her pigtails.

“Ding——” The elevator doors opened slowly.

“Ah!” Xu Qing, with her cheeks blushing, quickly ran out, “How could you do that!”

Really! Does Xu Qing have no pride?

The sound activated lights in the hallway lit up.

Tang Song stepped out of the elevator, looking at the lively and cute Xu Qing, then suddenly leaned in close to her.

He whispered, “Qingqing, you wouldn’t want your best friend’s investment to go to waste, would you?”

“Tang Song, what… what do you want?” Xu Qing stepped back, her eyes filled with vulnerability.

As a professional cosplayer and novelist, she quickly slipped into character.

A pitiful, coerced young lady, Qing.

Being bullied by Tang Song in the hallway in order to help her best friend’s company through a crisis.

As to whether her best friend still needed his investment right now, that detail seemed rather unimportant.

“Pft——hahaha——” Tang Song laughed for a while, stretched out his hand, and, as if petting a cat, rubbed her head contentedly and said, “Let’s go, I’m hungry. Let’s go eat.”

Xu Qing reached out and rubbed Tang Song’s head in return, made a funny face at him, and ran off giggling toward a door.

She grasped the fingerprint lock and pushed open the door forcefully.

The bright light inside quickly spilled out into the hallway.

“Yanyan, come out and greet our guest!” Xu Qing called out, and then the sound of hurried “tap tap” footsteps followed.

Tang Song stood at the door and looked inside, just in time to meet a pair of bright, expressive eyes.

Then a pure and pretty face followed.

With a fine nose and plump, moist, pink lips slightly upturned.

Her makeup was clear and natural, her complexion fair and even, with hardly any blemishes and appeared to have a healthy glow as though it was delicate enough to break with a touch.

Her hair was soft and shiny, exuding a youthful air.

She wore a white, figure-hugging camisole paired with a beige pleated skirt.

She was the very image of a university school beauty from his memories, dazzling, both innocent and alluring.

Xu Qing blinked her shiny black eyes and went straight to hug her best friend’s arm.

She tilted her head slightly, her smile blossoming like a flower, and said, “Tang Song, what do you think? Feels like we’re back in college, doesn’t it? Seeing an old classmate!”

There they stood together, embodying the character of the first love unique to their student days.

Pulling Tang Song’s thoughts back to his campus years.

The figure who brushed past him like the wind on the Shady Path, the center of attention that instantly formed in the boisterous cafeteria, the subject of everyone’s discussions in the dormitory…

During his college days, Shen Yuyan and Xu Qing were also symbols in his youthful memories.

Even though he was completely devoted to his first love at the time, he would always inadvertently glance their way whenever they crossed paths.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song suppressed the restlessness in his heart.