November 7, 2023, Tuesday, cloudy turning to light rain.

6:50 in the morning, the sky just started to brighten.

In the bathroom of the Presidential Suite at the Four Seasons Hotel, steam filled the air.

Tang Song stood under the shower, letting the warm water wash over his well-defined body.

The hot steam surrounded him, and his slightly heated muscles were full of a powerful sense of energy.

He closed his eyes, and couldn’t control the scene replaying in his mind from last night under the dim street lamp of Lanxin Garden District.

The first kiss was indeed marvelous.

And Zhang Yan’s first kiss gave him an unprecedented, profoundly deep feeling.

The words he said to her yesterday, "I like you too," were not intended to strategize through her "deceptive words," but rather his most genuine thoughts at that moment.

Thinking about it seriously now, it isn’t difficult to understand how these feelings developed.

More than ten years of unrequited emotional projection, a gaze so pure it verged on humble, and remembering every tiny detail related to him... 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

This feeling of being treasured for so long and earnestly can strike anyone’s heart in an instant.

After reuniting, the unpolished purity on her, mixed with timidity and courage, was like a clear mirror, reflecting the youthful version of himself he once was.

Being with her felt relaxed and natural.

It seemed he could easily revisit those carefree times of the past.

From her, he could distinctly feel a pure sense of being needed and being admired.

These emotions progressed layer by layer, ultimately exploding on that ceremonious night, accompanied by her confession and that tender kiss.

The shower gradually stopped.

Tang Song slowly walked out of the bathroom, water droplets tracing down his defined abs.

He entered the closet to get dressed and casually picked up his phone.

There were already several unread messages on the screen.

Some from Lingling, some from Qiuqiu, and also from Shen Yuyan.

[Shen Yuyan: "Morning, Boss. Luna and I are about to head out, and we’ll meet you before 10 am. All the materials for ’Smart Chain Future’ are ready, looking forward to the upcoming work! Fighting!"]

Notably, this calculating School Beauty Shen thoughtfully attached a selfie below.

Tight sportswear accentuated her seductive curves, full of healthy charm.

The ’Smart Chain Future’ project was approved by [Tang Song’s Draft Paper] as a prop, and Tang Song would inevitably invest in it.

However, he couldn’t remain in Yang City forever, so Shen Yuyan, the special assistant, would fully participate and report in real-time, still fulfilling the system task requirements.

He replied to their messages individually, chatting a bit more with them.

When he saw the time was just about right,

he walked briskly back to the master bedroom.

Big sister Wen Ruan was still lying on the bed, covered by only a thin silk blanket.

The blanket hugged her body tightly, outlining a provocative curve from her perky hips to her long, graceful legs.

Tang Song walked over, leaned down, and softly whispered in her ear, "Zhuangzhuang, don’t forget what you promised me."

Wen Ruan lazily opened her eyes, her peach blossom eyes, freshly awake, filled with alluring charm.

She irritably rolled her eyes at him, extending a nimble, white leg to lightly kick him, "You bastard~"

Then, as if savoring the memory, she licked her plump red lips with her tongue.

Last night, feeling guilty, Tang Song almost completely yielded to her commands.

Wen Ruan took the role of "head coach," beginning coaching, while Tang Song performed exceptionally well, obedient and diligent, allowing her to thoroughly enjoy it.

It just took a toll on his waist.

Tang Song, smiling, grasped her thigh, giving her perky hip a gentle yet firm pat.

"I’ll call for breakfast. This morning, we need to visit Smart Chain Future again and sign the TS."

Wen Ruan grunted a couple of times, flipped over, wrapping herself in the blanket like a cocooned worm.

Perhaps to prevent her backside from being "assaulted" again.

The footsteps faded away.

Wen Ruan lingered on the bed for a while longer, then lazily sat up.

Her naked and voluptuous body swayed slightly in the warm light.

A "duangduang" sound echoed.

She picked up the phone beside the pillow, opened WeChat to take a look, where there was a new friend request.

Casually, she picked up the phone beside the pillow, opened WeChat.

There was a new friend request.

The nickname was "Smiling Breath," with a note: Zhang Yan.

Wen Ruan sighed softly and accepted it.

She had seldom seen Tang Song so attentive to a person or thing, proving Zhang Yan’s unusual status in his heart.

Indeed, for a girl who had a crush spanning over 10 years since her youth.

This kind of story, even for a fickle man like him, is immensely impactful.

And the reason she finally conceded and agreed.

It wasn’t purely because of being "conquered" in bed, mostly it was because Zhang Yan’s emergence brought her some new ideas.

Now, positioned among Su Yu, Liu Qingning, and Jin Meixiao, she was like the filling in a sandwich, squeezed from both sides.

Introducing Zhang Yan, who seemed harmless yet had enough appeal for Tang Song, as a "variable," might not be a bad strategic move.

But before that, she had to meet this "reverse first love" and see if she had potential for "development."

Wen Ruan’s lips curled into a smile as she opened the chat window.

Her fingers danced rapidly across the screen.

...

Lanxin Garden District.