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Chapter 1675: Chapter 581: Heavenly Pool Building King, Private Jet

10:00 AM.

The black Rolls-Royce drives into the main road of the Mid-Levels.

Tang Song leans against the backseat on the right side, fingertips lightly tapping the car window.

Watching the gradually elevating view outside, his eyes gleam with eager anticipation.

Lin Muxue turns to look at him, curiously asking, ”President Tang, where are we going now?”

”You’ll know soon enough.” Tang Song smiles, casually resting his left hand on her thigh.

Through the thin fabric of the dress pants, he feels the remarkable elasticity and warmth, easing his internal excitement.

Lin Muxue gently bites her lower lip, her legs starting to weaken again.

Last night, in that executive suite on the 42nd floor overlooking Victoria Harbour, she was truly ”well-fed.”

So much so that she barely woke up at nine this morning.

She feels more clearly than ever that Tang Song is becoming increasingly powerful, both physically and in his aura.

Without the cooperation of a beautician in the future, she fears she won’t be able to withstand it at all.

Especially last night.

In the state of having drunk a large amount of alcohol and beverages, wearing a high-end custom dress, slightly intoxicated and dazed, it was completely out of control.

Emotionally high, Tang Song even took her to the giant floor mirror, and together they admired the iconic scene of drawing maps.

At that moment, she was also overwhelmed, babbling nonsense.

That scene, she dares not recall at all, losing face completely.

If that bitch Shen Yuyan finds out, she’ll never be able to hold her head high again.

As her thoughts wander, the car gradually slows down.

Lin Muxue looks forward through the car window, with a slight start, instinctively blurting out, ”Is this... 21 BORRETT ROAD?”

In front of them, three low-density top residential towers are arranged gracefully among the lush mountains.

In the splendid morning sunshine, they appear particularly grand and serene.

As a top-tier ”luxury goods postgraduate,” Lin Muxue naturally knows this famously prestigious ”Bolao Road series” residence in the top luxury housing circle.

Having frequently come across this project on Douyin and Little Red Book, she even fantasized about it.

Although there are actually three buildings, the numbering uses the typical ”skipping number” method of Xiang River luxury residences — respectively as [No. 1 and No. 2], [No. 3 and No. 5], [No. 6 and No. 7].

Each building independently has a dedicated elevator lobby and traffic line zoning.

This place once set the record for the per-square-meter price of stratified luxury residences in Asia, close to 1.5 million RMB.

Reportedly, even the most ordinary ”small apartment” inside is worth easily over a billion yuan.

She instinctively looks at the calmly poised Tang Song beside her, her heart suddenly jolting, as if realizing something.

The Rolls-Royce slowly stops outside the main entrance of the community.

A property staff dressed in a crisp gray uniform quickly steps out, slightly bending, respectfully approaching the car window.

Tang Song retracts his hand from Xue’s warm leg.

The car window slowly descends.

”Good morning, sir. May I... (Good evening, sir, may I know your name and purpose of visit?)”

Tang Song replies fluently in English, ”I’m the owner of Building No. 1, Tang Song.”

Lin Muxue’s gaze flickers, her throat involuntarily rolling.

Indeed!

For a top tycoon like Tang Song, it’s impossible not to own property in Xiang River!

Looking at the legendary Bolao Road No. 21 ahead, her heart starts racing uncontrollably, emotions also soaring higher.

For her, things endowed with extreme luxury goods attributes are simply irresistible.

Upon hearing Tang Song’s response, the staff’s face quickly shows professional caution, ”Please wait a moment, I need to confirm with your personal butler.”

He picks up an internal communicator, whispers a few words, his expression instantly becoming intensely vibrant.

His voice earnest and passionate, ”Mr. Tang, welcome home!”

The barrier slowly rises, the vehicle moves into the community interior.

Following a clean and wide road, it gently stops in front of the private elevator lobby of Building No. 1 underground.

A male butler in an English-style suit has been waiting for quite some time, smiling, warmly stepping forward, personally opening the car door for Tang Song.

”Good morning, Mr. Tang. Welcome home.”

Tang Song nods lightly, stepping out calmly.

Lin Muxue quickly tidies her clothes, following closely.

Entering the ground floor standalone luxurious owner’s lobby, one exclusive elevator silently descends to the G floor, elevator doors automatically sliding open to both sides.

Under the guidance of the butler, the two enter the high-end independent elevator.

The elevator rises swiftly and smoothly, Lin Muxue’s heartbeats inexplicably accelerating together.

With a light ”ding” sound, the elevator gently stops at the 23rd top floor.

In front of them is a private foyer area exclusive to this residence.

The floor is paved with warm marble; the walls are high-end solid wood finishes with hidden storage cabinets.

The butler at the elevator entrance bows politely in farewell.

The two step out of the elevator, arriving at the solid front entrance door.

Tang Song reaches out to grip the doorknob, accompanied by a barely audible mechanical sound, the door unlocks with a click.

Pushing the door open.

What hits them is a wall-sized, endless transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, outside of which the entire stunning skyline of Victoria Harbour unfolds.

Central’s IFC, HSBC Headquarters Building, and other iconic skyscrapers, are all within view.

”Come in.” Tang Song gently pats Lin Muxue’s waist, leading the way inside.

Sensor lighting softly illuminates.

Lin Muxue hurriedly follows, her eyes fervently scanning the surroundings.

The interior decoration appears simple, yet every detail is exquisitely refined and elaborate.