Free Web NovelChapter 1996: Chapter 660: Besties, an Unexpected Encounter (Part 3)
The fragrant breeze brushed his face, and Tang Song felt his body sink as Zhao Yaqian clung onto him.
The intense sweet scent flooded his nostrils.
Immediately following, raindrop-like kisses, passionate and furious, landed on the corners of his lips, brow, eyes, neck...
The two lingered in the entrance for quite a while.
Tang Song pinched the stem of the beautician’s wine glass and asked with a smile, "Haven’t had dinner yet? Want to go grab some fried skewers together?"
"Sure! Sure!" Zhao Yaqian instantly gave him a heavy kiss on the cheek before reluctantly jumping down from him. "Wait for me, I’ll go change clothes!"
With that, she sprinted into the bedroom.
When she came back out, she had on a stylish winter outfit.
She ran up to Tang Song, struck a cool pose, and lifted her collagen-filled face, speaking playfully, "Brother Song, do I look good?"
"You look great." Tang Song’s tone was full of affection, "Our Qianqian looks beautiful no matter what she wears."
"Hehe, I’ll definitely relay this word-for-word to Xue later. She’s coming back to Yan City in two days, right? I haven’t seen her for a week."
"Yes, she’s already in the Imperial City today, handling some work over there, and will return the day after tomorrow."
"What kind of work is it? I asked her but she wouldn’t tell me, all mysterious."
Tang Song slightly tilted his head, gazing at her curious big eyes, and smiled, "She’s meeting a ’good sister’; I’ll introduce her to you later."
The beautician paused, then laughed, "What’s her name?"
"Tian Jing. Just call her Jing." Tang Song’s tone carried a hint of mystery, "I believe... you two will definitely become good friends."
The beautician’s gaze flickered slightly, though she didn’t understand the deeper meaning, she nodded obediently.
...
The familiar entrance to the pedestrian street appeared once again.
People came and went, the atmosphere lively and bustling, neon lights flickering.
Juicy taro peel, roasted starch sausage, fried quail eggs, sizzling lamb skewers...
The beautician held Tang Song’s hand.
As they walked, she shared her interesting experiences over the past two days.
It’s worth mentioning that since taking over the TC Club, she had developed a new interest—perfumery.
Biting a golden crispy whirlwind potato tower, she enthusiastically shared various scents with Tang Song.
She even promised that once she developed a new fragrance, Tang Song would be the first to try it.
The 19-year-old beautician, with her earnest yet playful demeanor, was incredibly adorable.
...
Imperial City.
A black Bentley drove into a courtyard with no obvious markers, designed in a traditional Chinese style.
Jing sat in the spacious, comfortable back seat, eyes peering through the window, curiously inspecting this top-tier private club known only to a select few.
Gray-blue bricks, dark tiles, carved beams and painted pillars.
Every detail exuded a quiet and substantial aura, the essence of power belonging to Huaxia’s elite.
Her heart unconsciously jumped into her throat.
Although Tang Song had previously "spoiled" the evening’s plan to her, saying Xue would introduce her to a "very important" figure.
When the moment finally arrived, she still felt a surge of nervousness.
Who could it be? Would she unlock a new character?
The car came to a stop in front of the main building, and the driver quickly stepped out to open the door for her.
Jing took a deep breath, adjusted the carefully chosen Chanel-style outfit, held her bag, and followed the attendant inside.
She walked through a corridor filled with famous paintings and calligraphy.
She finally saw the figure waiting at the door of the "Ziyun" private room.
Lin Muxue wore a finely tailored dark gray wool suit skirt, her makeup exquisite and sharp, hair elegantly pinned up.
She just stood there casually, her gaze cold and filled with the charm of a mature professional woman.
"Jing, you’re late." Lin Muxue said lightly, aloof and composed.
Emperor Muxue’s aura was subtly present.
Clearly, she intended to give the other a bit of a "shock," to demand some respect.
After all, the previous trio with Jing indeed caused her some psychological shadows.
Now with Emperor Muxue further evolved, she wanted to exert some pressure on the opponent.
However, Jing seemed completely unaware.
She quickly stepped forward, affectionately hugged Xue, stood on tiptoe, and planted a kiss on her cheek.
"Sorry, Xue, for making you wait. Mua~"
Another kiss.
Lin Muxue’s eyelid twitched, her feigned aloofness momentarily faltering.
Jing said sweetly, "Long time no see. You missed my birthday last time, I missed you so much. Mua~"
"Alright, alright!" Xue hurriedly blocked her, shivering all over.
This Jing was truly tricky, coming right up to cozy up.
It felt almost like being sexually harassed.
Jing blinked at her, full of sincere enthusiasm.
Since she learned of Jin Meixiao above, she’d put aside her thoughts of being the "main palace," content to be Tang Song’s and the Empress’s "little puppy."
For Tang Song’s women like Xue, she naturally held no animosity.
She even looked forward to playing games together in the future, preferably adding Qingqing too.
Just like the last trio.
Of course, more people are always welcome.
Lin Muxue exhaled and said seriously, "Next, I’ll take you to meet an important person, let’s go."
"Mm." Jing nodded vigorously.
Following Lin Muxue, she walked through the private suite’s door.
