Hearing a commotion, Liang Yufan, who had been playing on his phone, furrowed his brows, stood up from the booth, and approached with a darkening expression.
Yue Minyang and Su Hang also felt uncomfortable.
Although they weren’t lacking attractive girls around them, Tian Jing was different.
She was Tian Chengye's only daughter, had a great personality, and an exceptional appearance.
If they were to find a girlfriend who matched their status, she would be the ideal choice.
“Wow, he looks even better in person! Great physique—totally my type!” The female colleague next to Qi Wen’s eyes lit up.
It was her first time seeing him in person, as she had joined the company more recently.
“Then you should ask for his WeChat later, see what Little Jing says.”
“They look so good together, and it’s quite romantic.”
Tang Song had been photographed secretly by many girls when he first joined the company, and those photos circulated for a while.
So, even without direct contact, people recognized him.
Pei Xinxin smiled at those nearby, “Look, Tang Song is here now. You can ask him yourself.”
Hearing this, Lu Ziming, Qiu Yu, and the others turned to look downstairs, surprised.
“Tang Song?”
“Where is he?”
“There, the one in the dark suit. The girl next to him is Tian Jing,” Pei Xinxin pointed.
Wang Ning was the first to recognize him, and his already flushed face fell instantly.
This guy! So unlucky! Why did he have to run into him everywhere?
On the bar's ground floor, the crowd moved to the music's rhythm.
Tian Jing, dressed in haute couture, with fair skin and stunning features, stood out and drew many gazes.
Her black dress swayed gently under the dim lights, dotted with twinkling diamonds.
From the second floor, she looked like stardust descending into the night.
After asking a server for the location of their booth, Tang Song took her hand and cut through the crowd, striding toward the hardwood stairs.
Tian Jing's eyes crinkled in a smile as she gripped his hand, stepping lively as if dancing to the music's beat.
The staircase, with its leather-wrapped railings, retro lamps, and aged gears, felt cinematic.
Tang Song lifted his chin and led Tian Jing up.
His well-fitted suit outlined broad shoulders and a narrow waist, while his handsome features appeared shadowed and alluring in the dim light.
There was an unexplainable charm about him.
As they ascended and turned the corner, their figures briefly disappeared and then reappeared, making their way to the center of the second floor.
Lu Ziming's eyes twitched as he saw the striking couple, especially once he recognized Tang Song's face. “Damn, it really is old Song. Since when did he become so flashy?”
He did remember Tang Song mentioning dieting, but this was a drastic transformation!
And when did he get such an impressive girlfriend? He’d never heard about it.
“That’s Tang Song!? You must be joking,” Qiu Yu stared, stunned.
The other classmates were equally shocked.
a high-potential company like Jinxiu Commerce.
Wang Ning was seething with jealousy, yet helpless.
Back in university, he had always looked down on Tang Song, seeing him as overly studious and socially inept.
He always assumed Tang Song’s behavior was an act to show off.
After all, being the tech lead at a chain coffee company wasn’t necessarily more impressive than being the technical director of an online housekeeping platform.
But now, he realized Tang Song had truly outpaced him, becoming a CTO and dating a White Rich Beauty, achieving the ultimate life goal.
That was the life Wang Ning had always dreamed of.
If someone like Tian Jing were in the picture, he’d even consider abandoning his college crush, the untouchable Shen Yuyan.
Gazing at Tang Song and Tian Jing at the booth—
Damn it! You bastard!
Wang Ning bit down so hard he nearly drew blood.
…
“Clink, clink,” the sound of glasses toasting filled the room.
The rhythmic beat of the music continued in the background.
After some polite chitchat and joking from Li Junyi and the female colleagues, the atmosphere was lively.
Thanks to Little Jing’s introductions, Tang Song learned about these people’s backgrounds.
Su Hang from the auditing department, whose family ran a food processing company with several well-known local brands.
Pei Xinxin from the marketing department, whose family was in pharmaceuticals.
Qi Wen from the channels department, whose father was the head of a state-owned enterprise.
…
As Tian Chengye had mentioned, these people had powerful and complex connections.
They chatted while sipping their drinks, with topics ranging from work to leisure.
Li Junyi was particularly outgoing, initiating several toasts with Tang Song.
When he heard Tang Song was into motorcycles, he took out his phone and added Tang Song’s WeChat, sending him pictures of his bikes.
He also added Tang Song to a local biker group.
“This is a group I set up for riding buddies. There aren’t many members, but they’re all interesting. Young folks from various professions. We go for rides, mountain runs, photography, camping, long trips, and share motorcycle knowledge and techniques.”
He clinked glasses with Tang Song, adding with a grin in front of Tian Jing, “There are quite a few beauties in there too. One girl who recently joined is a college student—cool and stylish, really attractive.”
Little Jing blinked but said nothing.
Pretty girls were nice to look at, after all. She herself liked them too.
Tang Song took a sip and laughed, “Next time there’s an event, let’s go together. I’m still a beginner, learning the ropes.”
Ever since he got his Ninja 400, he’d grown increasingly fond of motorcycles.
But he hadn’t ventured far, sticking to short rides in the vicinity.
Going on a trip with a group seemed fun and safer.
Completing the riding skill would probably help him finish the “Self-Pleasure” mission as well.
A new singer, likely an internet celebrity, took the stage as the lively music surged and electrified the crowd.
Cheers and shouts rose in waves.
Laser lights swept across the room.
The colleagues at the booth got excited, moving in rhythm to the music.
“Song, should I show you a dance?” Little Jing looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.
Her pale cheeks, flushed from drinking, made her look adorably irresistible.
It made one want to kiss her.
“Sure!” Tang Song nodded immediately.
Little Jing’s eyes turned crescent-shaped with joy, her smile sweet.
She pulled him out of the booth and stood by the glass railing on the second floor, cheering toward the stage and beginning to dance.
It seemed to be a 2D-inspired otaku dance. Little Jing was clearly well-practiced, improvising fluidly to the live beat.
Under the vibrant lights.
The custom-fitted short black dress hugged her body, accentuating her curves.
The hem swayed gracefully with her movements, glinting like starlight.
Her fingers drew arcs in the air, her waist swaying flexibly with the rhythm.
Long hair flowed over her shoulders, bouncing gently with each turn and leap.
She resembled a fairy in the night, both fiery and elegant.
The surrounding attention gradually centered on her, but Little Jing only looked at Tang Song, her lips lifted in a smile.
Tang Song’s heartbeat quickened as he watched.
Wang Ning’s eyes turned red with jealousy, silently cursing Tang Song.
Lu Ziming glanced between Tian Jing and Tang Song, feeling a pang of envy.
He had met many wealthy beauties, but none had a personality as good as hers.
Sweet, fun, and capable of providing emotional value. It was enviable.
Even the usually quiet Liang Yufan couldn’t hold back, standing up and making his way downstairs after exchanging words with Li Junyi.
A song ended.
Little Jing bounced back to Tang Song, eyes bright and playful, “Song, how was it? Did you like it?”
Tang Song nodded sincerely, “It was amazing, beautiful.”
Little Jing tilted her head, extending her hand playfully, “So… any reward?”
With a light sheen of sweat on her forehead from the energetic dance, her flushed face and subtle fragrance were captivating.
Tang Song pressed his lips, leaned in slightly, and kissed her on the cheek.
Soft, sweet, perfect.
“Ah!” Tian Jing gasped, her face turning bright red like a ripe apple, hands clasped tightly in front of her.
Oh my gosh! Tang Song kissed me!
This was my first kiss!
Ah! So romantic! So fun!
It was a bit quick though, like Zhu Bajie gobbling a ginseng fruit!
At least it wasn’t on the lips!
Suddenly, she noticed his lips were quite appealing too. What would a real kiss feel like?
Back in the booth, Little Jing’s heart still raced.
After a kiss, the rest shouldn’t be a big deal, right?
Little Jing shared her dancing tips with Tang Song while holding his hand and placing it on her leg without hesitation, enjoying the feel of his long fingers and defined knuckles.
Then she pulled out her phone and snapped a close selfie with Tang Song.
Seeing how he cooperated, Little Jing stamped her foot in excitement. A kiss really changed everything!
She edited the photo, cropping it to show only their lower hands, and sent it to the “Second Dimension’s Best Moments” group chat.
Captioning it with excitement: “Hehe! From now on, these hands are mine to play with!”
Since it was Saturday night, the group chat exploded instantly.
…
At Beicheng Garden Community.
The sound of rapid typing filled the air.
Xu Qing listened to music, a smile of excitement on her face as she worked diligently on her writing.
Recently, with the introduction of the second male lead, she felt deeply connected, making the storyline even more engaging.
A vivid character took shape on the page.
Young, handsome, successful, gentle, and thoughtful.
Her book was a hit, its popularity and earnings climbing steadily.
Some readers even sent generous rewards, asking her to turn the second male lead into the main one.
Ultimately, due to overwhelming reader demand, "Tang Song" became the story’s leading man, beginning an intimate relationship with the heroine, “Xu Yanqing.”
“Ding-dong,” a WeChat notification popped up.
Someone had tagged her in a group.
Opening the message, Xu Qing’s expression turned serious.
Damn it! That’s my male lead! Er, I mean, that’s my main character!
