Chapter 1946: Chapter 648: Alumni Association
London Time, six o’clock in the morning.
Outside the window, the darkness of night was still dense and impenetrable.
The fine rain tapped against the glass, adding a touch of serenity to this ancient city.
In the luxurious suite at the Liz Hotel.
The air still retained the sandalwood scent of the sleep-aiding aromatherapy from last night.
Lin Muxue slowly opened her eyes and sat up in bed,
having adjusted over three days, that annoying jet lag was finally completely overcome.
She picked up her phone, first checking for any unread messages, and then reported her schedule for the day to Tang Song.
Lin Muxue came to the side of the bed and stretched lazily.
Her sensual and fiery body unfolded into a breathtaking curve under the dim light.
This was already her fourth day in London.
Recalling the experiences of the past few days, she couldn’t help but smile.
It was truly a... dreamlike "pretentious journey."
From the moment she took off from Yan City, Anne Kate and that Gulfstream G650ER had already completely stunned her few friends from the rich second generation.
And upon arriving in London, the private dinner personally hosted by Lady Camilla Astor of the real Astor family took her "pretentiousness" to its peak.
She still remembered how Zhou Hang and Zhang Xi, upon learning the other party’s identity, were at a loss, unable to speak smoothly.
Of course, what gave her the most satisfaction was the unabashed shopping.
This time, she was on a business trip openly under the orders of Tang Song as the Chief Assistant of Rongliu Capital.
Every swipe of the joint black card in her hand was legitimate.
Thus, on New Bond Street and at Harrods, she acquired several luxury items she had long coveted.
Of course, she wasn’t too excessive, reporting each expense to Tang Song on WeChat.
After all, tonight she would be attending the Imperial College alumni event, held at a duke’s private estate.
Naturally, she had to dress to impress, so as not to embarrass Tang Song.
Clenching her slender thighs, Lin Muxue blushed.
Morning impulses are inevitable.
She took a deep breath and slowly slid her hand into her underwear, starting to think intently.
In her mind, she recalled Tang Song kissing her lips and the feel of his touch.
After a long while.
Lin Muxue changed her clothes.
She picked up the sports camera by the bed and began today’s Vlog shoot.
"Good morning~" she said to the camera, showing a slightly drowsy yet still bright smile, "It’s six in the morning London time, and it’s still raining outside. I have a lot to handle today, plus the Imperial College alumni event to attend, so I need to get up early and prepare..."
Washing, skincare, styling hair...
Each step was recorded with the most elegant and relaxed demeanor.
A little after 7 in the morning, with her pressing the bedside call bell.
A dedicated private butler, dressed in a crisp tailcoat, entered pushing a dining cart, delivering a steaming English breakfast and that day’s Financial Times.
"Good morning, Ms. Lin."
"Morning, Edith."
Lin Muxue leisurely leaned against the velvet chair by the window, savoring top-grade tea while browsing the newspaper.
Occasionally looking up, she could see through the massive floor-to-ceiling window the gradually awakening, fog-wreathed Royal Green Park and the distant misty silhouette of the Palace of Westminster.
She squinted slightly, a gentle shiver of delight overcoming her.
At this moment, she had finally realized a past dream of hers.
In the heart of this world financial capital, enjoying impeccable top-tier service as a student of a world-renowned MBA program and a top-tier private equity executive.
Too bad Tang Song wasn’t here, otherwise she felt her combat power could double.
The Water Series Magic she exerted could also make him look at her in a new light.
After breakfast.
Lin Muxue turned off the camera, began applying makeup, and changed clothes.
At 9 a.m., London’s rain gradually stopped.
After bidding farewell to Zhang Xi.
Lin Muxue got into the Bentley waiting at the hotel entrance, heading to Imperial College London.
The car smoothly drove through the streets of London.
Outside the window, from the luxurious Piccadilly Square, to the regal allure of Hyde Park, and then to the profound academic atmosphere of South Kensington.
One by one, passed in front of her eyes.
In fact, on the second day of her arrival in London, she had already visited Imperial College London.
During that meeting, she received her "freshman package."
A student ID card with her name and photo, granting her the highest access, a welcome letter personally signed by the dean, and a list of VIP guests specially invited to that night’s alumni event.
And today, before the official start of the alumni event, she needed to have a formal meeting with her mentor.
...
Soon, the Bentley smoothly parked at the entrance of the South Kensington campus of Imperial College London.
Through the car window, Lin Muxue immediately saw the white male smiling and waiting at the steps below.
It was Henderson, the Senior Manager of the Development Office.
She took a deep breath, suppressing all guilt and nervousness to the bottom of her heart, regained a confident smile, and stepped out of the car.
"Good morning, Ms. Lin, you look fantastic."
"Good morning, Mr. Henderson."
Then, in Henderson’s company, she walked leisurely into the campus.
The ancient Gothic buildings and modern teaching blocks stood intertwined, as students in academic robes rushed by with books in hand, an air of academia and history interweaving in the atmosphere.
