She moved slightly, only feeling sore and weak all over, without any strength even to lift a finger.

Tang Song supported himself above her, looking down at her tear-stained face, full of pleas.

A smile tugged deeply at the corner of his mouth.

Then he felt a bit helpless.

The partner’s body was just too sensitive.

Clearly it was her who initiated the provocation, but in the end, she lasted less than five minutes before completely surrendering, and was subjected to his one-sided, violent "torment" afterward.

If he were an ordinary man, the sense of accomplishment would have been maxed out.

But for someone like him, with an endurance level of 84, this really was "unfulfilled desires," barely even a warm-up.

Gao Mengting turned her head, hiding her flushed cheeks in the pillow.

Her voice was intermittent, with a sob: "I’m not in good shape today... let me rest for a while... just for a while..."

Looking at the pitiful state of his partner being bullied.

Tang Song sighed and lightly patted her rounded, firm butt.

Then he got off the bed.

"You rest well, I have to go now. In the afternoon I’ll be at the company, you don’t have to worry, you can sleep more."

"Mmm~" Gao Mengting could only let out a weak nasal sound, too lazy to open her eyes.

Tang Song got dressed, and before leaving the bedroom, he bent down and gently kissed her sweat-dampened cheek, then strode away.

Just as he stepped out of the unit door.

He saw Liu Jiayi standing beside the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

She was dressed in a complete set of black fall and winter attire, with a high-neck sweater underneath, standing quietly in the bleak autumn wind, looking both beautiful and striking.

"President Tang!"

"Clack——" She gently pulled open the iconic carriage-style doors.

Tang Song nodded slightly and bent down to sit inside.

"TC Club in Chang’an District."

"Yes."

As the engine roared, the wheels crunched over the leaves on the ground, making a crisp sound.

The car slowly drove out of Bamboo Stream Community.

Nearly half an hour later.

It stopped gently before a tranquil and beautiful small building.

Tang Song stepped out of the car.

The club manager, who had been waiting at the entrance, immediately came up to greet him, wearing an enthusiastic and respectful smile.

"Mr. Tang, hello."

"Hello."

"President Zhao is waiting for you in the multi-functional entertainment hall on the fourth floor," the female manager said, turning her body and gracefully making a "please" gesture, personally leading the way ahead.

Tang Song followed her through the luxurious and serene corridor, his gaze assessing the surroundings.

According to the beautician, this place was gifted to her by Secretary Jin as a meeting present.

The interior decoration was impeccable, with an elegant and exquisite environment.

It could be said to be one of the top high-end private clubs in Yan City.

They took the exclusive elevator directly to the fourth floor.

There were no other guests around, so quiet that only their faint footsteps could be heard.

The female manager led him to an entertainment hall marked "Starry Room," bowed slightly, and said, "Mr. Tang, please enter. If you need anything, you can call me through the intercom at any time."

"Alright, thank you."

Tang Song smiled and gently pushed open the heavy door, walking inside.

What met his eyes first was the room’s soothing, technology-infused ambiance lighting.

Next, he saw the beautician curled up in a dark green single-seater sofa.

She wore a loose-fitting pink-orange home T-shirt and shorts of the same color, revealing large patches of smooth and delicate skin.

A head of smooth auburn hair lay scattered casually over her shoulders, making her appear serene yet sexy.

Tang Song’s gaze involuntarily fell on her wineglass-like legs, faintly glowing in the light.

Indeed, the beautician’s friend had truly beautiful legs!

"Brother Song! You’re here!"

Seeing her boyfriend walk in, Zhao Yaqian’s pretty face immediately broke into a bright smile.

She tossed aside the handle she was holding, and like a cannonball, dashed barefoot "thump thump thump" over, directly jumping into his arms.

Tang Song laughed as he caught her stably.

Zhao Yaqian lightly leapfrogged, her pair of slender, full legs skillfully wrapped around his waist, clinging tightly to him like a koala.

"Mua~ I missed you~ mua~"

Her voice was sweet and delightful, filled with unrestrained joy and deep love.

As she spoke, she planted one loud kiss after another on his face.

Tang Song’s gaze gradually grew tender, meeting the beautician’s strong kiss.

The two were affectionate for a good while before they slowly let go.

Zhao Yaqian still clung to his arm, her watery eyes sparkling brightly.

Tang Song pointed at the screen, "Playing games?"

"Waiting to play together with you." Zhao Yaqian’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, "I just checked, Steam has released a lot of new two-player games, look, this ’It Takes Two’ has great reviews!"

"Sure, I’ll play with you."

Tang Song pulled over the sofa next to him and sat down, taking the controller Zhao Yaqian handed him.

The two leaned against each other, beginning to navigate through various fantastical scenes.

"Ah! Brother Song, pull me up quickly! I’m about to fall!"

"You go over there first and step on that switch! Only then can I get past here!"

"Wow! This boss is so ugly! Quick, attack it! Attack it!"

...

Zhao Yaqian was extremely engrossed in playing.

Sometimes she would exclaim in tension, other times she would hug Tang Song’s arm and jump with excitement upon successfully passing a level.

With Tang Song, she wore her emotions on her face like a carefree child.

In the room, it was filled with her crisp laughter, occasional exclamations, and the crisp "click-click" sound of the controller buttons.

At some point, the beautician had already leaned and sat on Tang Song’s legs, curling up entirely in his embrace.

While instructing him, she also randomly pressed buttons on the controller.

The game’s volume was gradually lowering while the sound of their breathing intensified.

Tang Song’s emotions were already stirred up from his encounter with his partner,

At this moment feeling the beautician friend’s elastic skin, and the unique scent a girl carries, mixing perfume with a faint warmth of body.

His blood rushed.

He directly tossed the controller aside and hugged the beautician tightly, savoring the intoxicating touch of her.

Zhao Yaqian bit her rosy lips, her face flushing with a drunken blush.

Tang Song captured her lips, sucking intently.

The temperature in the air rose sharply.

On the screen, because no one was controlling them, the two small doll characters had long fallen off a cliff.

The words "GAME OVER" briefly appeared, followed by a black screen.

Her peach-orange shorts hung at the corner of the display screen.

Zhao Yaqian’s smooth, slender wine glass-like legs began to sway in the air.

Under the ambient lighting, they glowed with a charming, milk-like hue.

...

By noon, exhausted from playing, the two went to the rooftop suite.

They enjoyed a refined Italian family-style lunch.

Zhao Yaqian excitedly helped him cut the steak, chattering about how impressive the chef’s background was.

Just at this moment.

"Ring ring—" the phone suddenly rang.

Tang Song picked it up and glanced at it.

His brows slightly raised as he answered the call, "Hello? Zhang Lei."

Honestly, since the last meal, they hadn’t really contacted each other much.

It was mainly because both he and Zhang Lei were very busy.

Zhang Lei had just joined Zhongcheng Group and was still in the probation period, basically running business outside every day.

"Hey, Tang Song." Zhang Lei’s obviously tired and downcast voice came through the receiver. "Is it convenient to talk now?"

"Yes, what’s up?"

Zhang Lei remained silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Are you free tonight? I want to have a drink with you and chat."

Tang Song keenly sensed the abnormality in his voice and immediately said, "Sure, where to? Shall I make the arrangements?"

"Let’s go to the same Tian’s Barbecue Restaurant from last time." Zhang Lei’s voice carried a hint of bitterness. "I still have some money left on their membership card."

"Alright, see you tonight then."

"Mm, bye."

Before hanging up, Tang Song couldn’t help but ask, "Zhang Lei, did something happen?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Lei paused for a moment, letting out a heavy sigh, "Let’s talk when we meet tonight, it’s pretty messed up. I’m embarrassed to even tell you, ugh."

After hanging up, Tang Song furrowed his brows slightly.

He could clearly feel that Zhang Lei was really downcast over the phone.

Last time they met, he was still full of spirit, talking about making great strides in Zhongcheng Group, chatting about the beautiful female colleagues in the finance department, and sharing his various plans for the future, full of energy.

Something clearly happened.

The few days spent in Yang City with Zhang Yan also made him recall many simple and pure memories from junior high.

Comics, handheld games, basketball, and skipping classes...

He also happened to really want to see his once close buddy.

Have a drink with him and catch up properly.