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Chapter 440: Chapter 256: Su Yu’s Summer_2 Chapter 440: Chapter 256: Su Yu’s Summer_2 As she narrated, the conversation between Su Yu and Anne gradually came to a halt.

In the quiet living room, only Lin Muxue’s voice trembled slightly.

Feeling the gazes of the three powerful figures converging on her, the frail, pitiful, and helpless Xue was petrified.

No one knew the immense pressure she was under.

Fearful of saying the wrong thing and angering them, yet also scared of inadvertently betraying her close beautician friend.

She had no choice but to pluck up the courage to recount her interactions with Tang Song, mixing in some details about Qianqian.

“That’s enough!” a light and ethereal voice abruptly cut her off.

Su Yu’s gaze turned towards the floor-to-ceiling windows as she calmly said, “I’m very tired today, and there’s a concert tomorrow. I need to rest early.”

Anne raised her slender eyebrows but said nothing more.

“I’m sorry, Miss Su, it’s my fault,” Lin Muxue said, her mouth curving in a slight grimace, looking somewhat aggrieved.

But there was no helping it, she couldn’t afford to offend anyone present.

Mo Xiangwan shook her head at Lin Muxue and stood up, saying, “Let’s go, Muxue.”

Lin Muxue hastily followed, with eyes downcast, submissive as ever.

“Bang!” As the door shut tightly.

Lin Muxue exhaled a long breath.

She should interact less with these powerful people in the future.

A fine Emperor Muxue was, but under such pressure, she became nothing more than a lowly minion.

“Tap tap tap—” She moved along the corridor towards the elevator.

Watching the rolling numbers of the elevator, Lin Muxue’s face instantly turned ghastly pale, her heart rate accelerated, and her chest heaved violently.

[“Ms. Zhao, you are attending the Hermes event on the 10th, Miss Su knows you…”]

Miss Su? Su Yu?

Her thoughts seemed to freeze in that instant, her mind went blank, and all her surroundings blurred into obscurity.

“Ding—” The elevator slowly stopped at the 39th floor.

Lin Muxue, trembling, scurried into the elevator.

It was as if she were trying to flee from this terrifying speculation.

Mo Xiangwan, Gathering Emotion Gold, Anne Kate, Su Yu…

Leaning against the elevator’s cold metal wall, Lin Muxue’s face was deathly white.

If Su Yu was the so-called “Miss Su,” how could she ever tolerate Qianqian’s existence?

With Su Yu’s status, fame, beauty, and figure, if she were Tang Song’s girlfriend, that would be truly despairing.

She and Qianqian together, even if they tied He Liting to their legs, still would hardly be able to compete.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

The so-called Miss Su should be another female artist with the surname Su who happens to be with Tangzong Entertainment, known to both Mo Xiangwan and Su Yu.

But this speculation deeply stung her.

Lin Muxue looked at herself in the elevator mirror and clenched her fists tightly.

She wasn’t as lucky as Qianqian; she had made it this far by chance and had even slept with Tang Song.

If she didn’t continue to strive to be better, she would inevitably be pushed down one day and trampled to death by her successors.

…

Looking at Su Yu, who was silent and pursed her lips tightly, Anne shrugged her shoulders.

A contemplative expression on her face, she said, “Su, I think you’re being a bit too sensitive. Like seriously, I don’t think this is a bad thing, it shows that his emotional perception has indeed changed, but you have to give him time, like Mira did.”

“It’s indeed not a bad thing.” Su Yu exhaled, “Anne, I know what you and Chairman Jin mean, but I’m not as fragile and extreme as you think.”

Anne stood up and hugged her, “I’m sorry, but there are some things I still need to convey.”

She leaned in close to Su Yu’s ear and repeated Mira’s words in a low voice, her expression complex.

The emergence of Zhao Yaqian and the signing of the family trust fund were no doubt a staggering blow, particularly devastating for Su Yu.

From the start, her self-identity and positioning were as Tang Song’s golden canary, and she was exceedingly eager to receive his recognition and attention.

Because of this, she even dared to confront Jin Meixiao.

Later, when she found out that Tang Song’s attention was waning, her emotions started to become erratic.

She even used her resources to move Liu Qingning from Imperial City to Shen City, derailing Jin Meixiao’s plans.

Just to capture Tang Song’s notice.

It was hard to guarantee that she, situated in Yan City, wouldn’t make some wrong moves and cause trouble for Tang Song.

So she came over to prevent this golden canary from losing control in Yan City.

Looking at Su Yu, who remained speechless, Anne shook her head, “Su, you take care and rest. I’ll go arrange dinner. Bye~”

After speaking, she walked gracefully away.

In some ways, she was the truly rational one, even more so than Jin Meixiao.

Because there was no mix of love between her and Tang Song.

Of course, if Tang Song wanted to date her, she wouldn’t refuse.

Maintaining physical pleasure was also a way to collaborate better.

He really was a very charismatic man.

…

The night fell slowly.

Su Yu sat on the balcony of the main bedroom, hugging her knees, staring blankly at a tall building to the east.

He lived in YJTC, and at that moment, he was only a few kilometers away from her.

Tang Song could be considered her pillar of support and the repository of her emotions; he was the color in her world.

When she first decided to hold a concert in Yan City, she merely wanted to catch his attention, to be seen by him, to be heard by him.

Later, the appearance of Zhao Yaqian truly unsettled her emotions.

During this trip to Yan City, she wanted to confront him, to ask where she had gone wrong, and to seek his forgiveness.

Jin Meixiao really did understand her.

But…

She took off the glasses on her face, her fingers gently caressing them, as she hummed his song to herself.