Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

Chapter 600: Chapter 302: You Must Be the Happiest_4 Chapter 600: Chapter 302: You Must Be the Happiest_4 “Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—,” A multitude of complex gazes converged on the calm and collected Tang Song.

A 360 square meter row-end suite, plus decoration, that would be worth 20 million!

That truly was an easily liquidated high-quality asset.

Qian Chengjun took a deep breath, his gaze flickering uncertainly, his heart thumping wildly.

His niece’s boyfriend might be even more impressive than he had imagined; he belonged to the top echelon of Yan City.

Suddenly, he felt a surge of regret.

When his second sister had asked to borrow money from his family, he should have lent it cleanly and smoothly.

That way, if there was ever a need to ask for a favor later, he would have been able to open his mouth to ask.

Qian Guimei and her daughter exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.

Lv Feifei pursed her lips, gazing at Tang Song’s handsome profile, her gaze somewhat dazed.

The situation seemed a bit beyond expectation.

She had worked at a commercial bank in Yan City for a few years, encountered influential circles, and knew that those who owned villas here were generally billionaires.

This was already a cross-class character.

Feeling the change in her relatives, Wen Ruan sighed helplessly in her heart.

It was precisely because she saw this disparity that she had been so torn before.

The group continued walking along the pedestrian path, the atmosphere slightly subtle.

As they rounded a mansion, a row of neat three-story buildings came into view.

“We’re here,” Tang Song squeezed his older sister’s hand and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The others quickly halted as well, still somewhat bewildered.

The elegant exterior design blended modern simplicity with classical refinement.

The walls were a light elegant beige, harmoniously blending with the surrounding landscape.

Large dark glass panes reflected the azure sky and circling birds.

Qian Guixiang let go of her mother’s hand, gazing at the upscale three-story villa in front of her, her body slightly trembling.

“Tang Song, is this your… that big villa? It’s so beautiful!”

This house is really… amazing!

If only Ruannuan could marry Tang Song someday and move in here!

Looking through the outer wall at the blooming flowers and the lush, hurried lawn, Wen Ruan’s eyes flashed with intense desire.

She had been here before.

But that was to visit Shuyu, the female CEO, carrying a laptop.

It was autumn then, and as she passed through the villa district, she soaked in the blue sky, white clouds, fiery maple leaves, warm sun, and gentle breeze, dreaming of one day living here.

However, being a sensible woman, she naturally wouldn’t make such an excessive request.

She wasn’t so narcissistic as to expect him to furnish her with cars and houses just because she was his lover.

Allowing her to hold shares in Starcloud International Group on his behalf and becoming the president of Light and Shadow Media provided her with a channel for future advancement.

This was already a tremendous kindness, and she was very satisfied.

“I just finished decorating it recently; I haven’t brought Ruannuan here to see it yet,” Tang Song smiled, nodding and leaning close to his elder sister, “Ruannuan, do you like it?”

Wen Ruan paused, nodding earnestly, “Of course, who wouldn’t like a big villa.”

Then she said with a smile, “So what, you’re going to give it to me because I like it?”

“Ding—,” Tang Song snapped his fingers crisply, grinning, “Kiss me, and I’ll give it to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, it grew instantly quiet around them.

Everyone looked at him with incredulous eyes.

“Hey, hey, hey, I was just joking, are you teasing me!” Wen Ruan pinched his face irritably, “Be careful, or I might just plot against you and refuse to leave.”

The others then relaxed.

It was just a bit of fun between a young couple.

After all, this was a villa worth 20 million!

And a rare and highly coveted property, a symbol of status.

They had privately discussed Tang Song’s worth and status; given his age and industry, he was likely a rich second-generation.

Even if Tang Song wanted to give it, his family definitely wouldn’t agree.

“Then plot away!” Tang Song stepped forward, standing in front of Wen Ruan.

Behind him, Lv Feifei bit her lip, pushed her cousin forward, and also joked, “Ruannuan, since Tang Song said so, just give him a kiss, and later I can also experience the luxurious villa life.”

Wen Ruan glared at her cousin, looking at her tall, handsome boyfriend, and licked her lips; she actually was quite tempted.

She tiptoed slightly and planted a firm kiss on his lips, “Alright, no more jokes, it’s so hot outside, let’s go in.”

Tang Song’s smile widened, and he turned sidelong to the villa’s front door, pointing, “The door’s code is your birthday, welcome to your villa, Ms. Wen Ruan! Feel free to explore!”

“What… what do you mean?” Wen Ruan’s eyes instantly widened.

“This is the first surprise I promised you; I redecorated according to your tastes. Go see if you like it.”

“Thump, thump, thump, thump—,” The sound of a pounding heart suddenly filled her ears.

A rush of blood to her head, Wen Ruan’s face instantly flushed red.

Qian Guixiang and Wen Jianxin stood frozen in place, their minds went blank, completely losing the ability to think.

A gasp of astonishment rose.

“Ah!?” Wang Feng’e, who had just relaxed, couldn’t help but exclaim.

Wen Ruan’s seventy-year-old grandma quickly grasped her daughter Qian Guimei’s hand, muttering “Amitabha Buddha,” and only then did she somewhat calm down.

Qian Chengjun quickly stepped forward to support his mother, his gaze at Tang Song filled with disbelief.

Even now, he still thought Tang Song was joking.