November 10, 2023, Friday, cloudy, -1~6℃.

Overnight, a cold wave swept in, enveloping the entire Yan City in a chill.

6:00 a.m.

Cheng Qiuyu woke up from sleep, staring blankly at the ceiling.

A faint blush slowly emerged on her face.

Last night, he appeared in her dream again.

Maybe it’s because she’s been considering moving lately.

This time, she actually found herself in Tang Song’s home.

Strangely enough, even though she had never been to his house, everything seemed familiar in the dream.

Especially on that exceptionally soft, spacious bed.

Held tightly in his arms.

The real, heart-stirring sensation, even after waking up, still lingered vividly at the nerve endings.

After a long while, she slowly sat up from the bed.

As she lifted the quilt, a wave of coldness swept over, instantly refreshing her mind.

She picked up the phone beside her pillow and unplugged the charger.

She opened Little Red Book and clicked into that familiar account’s homepage.

Yesterday afternoon, with her help creating images, Tang Song posted the latest celebration note about the brand debut of HEYI STUDIO.

After a whole night’s fermentation, the data had completely exploded.

Likes exceeded ten thousand, saves surpassed 5800, comments over 1600.

Tang Song’s personal account followers, along with this wave of popularity, had broken through the eighty thousand mark.

In fact, nowadays, the name HEYI STUDIO already caused quite a stir within a small circle of fashion enthusiasts.

The city jacket designed by Lingling generated more than two million GMV during last night’s livestream.

With excitement, Qiuyu browsed through the comment section, her lips curling into a smile.

Most comments expressed astonishment at this emerging new brand and admiration for "April".

After all, in the eyes of many seasoned fans, the "April" account had been like an "electronic pet" they watched grow step by step.

Although it now started brand development, most people initially just joined for fun.

Seeing the terrifying livestream performance, they suddenly transformed into "career fans".

With pride, Qiuyu eagerly went through the comments, beaming with gratification.

She liked all the positive comments she saw, reported occasional insults, and couldn’t help rebutting negative doubts.

Like the most loyal "die-hard fan," she fought in the comment section for quite a while. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Only then did she satisfactorily open the pinned chat on WeChat, hesitate for a moment, and seriously typed:

"Good morning, I just checked yesterday’s note data, the feedback in the comment section is great, congratulations on breaking through eighty thousand followers (#smile)."

After sending, she sat there, silently waiting.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

[Tang Song: "(^_^) Good morning Qiuyu, I just saw the data too, it’s the best note yet. Followers’ recognition, your images contributed a lot." ]

Seeing his reply, Cheng Qiuyu’s eyes instantly lit up.

She "tap tap tap" chatted with him for a while.

Leaping out of bed, she spread out her yoga mat, starting her daily morning yoga with soothing music.

...

7:30 a.m.

As Qiuyu finished preparing breakfast and walked out of the kitchen.

Gao Mengting emerged from the master bedroom, her hair in a mess, still bearing traces of sleepiness on her face.

"Morning, Qiuyu."

"Morning, senior," Qiuyu said softly, "I made breakfast, quickly eat while it’s hot."

"Haha, I am indeed hungry." Gao Mengting rubbed her belly, a gentle smile appearing on her face.

She worked overtime again last night until the late hours, maintaining her figure by skipping any late-night snacks.

Cheng Qiuyu pursed her lips, not speaking.

The two sat quietly at the small dining table in the living room, eating breakfast.

After a while.

Qiuyu finally gathered the courage, speaking softly: "Senior, you mentioned planning to change houses, will you start searching after Singles’ Day?"

Gao Mengting paused slightly while sipping her soy milk, then nodded, speaking naturally: "Yes, it’s still a bit far from the company here, commuting every day wastes a lot of time."

She is now the vice president and shareholder of Songmei Clothing, although the first dividend hasn’t arrived yet, just relying on her high salary and performance bonus, she’s already achieved stage financial freedom.

Additionally, the company will cover most daily expenses, and she wishes to find a more comfortable environment that suits her living standards.

Actually, she’s quite eager to buy a house of her own in Yan City.

Preferably with a large terrace, a big bookshelf, and a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows.

To decorate in her style, warm and artistically inclined.

Gao Mengting put down her cup, looking at Qiuyu across, smilingly asking: "Is there any neighborhood you like near the company? We can go check together."

Qiuyu remained silent for a while, stirring the porridge in her bowl as if organizing her words.

After quite a bit, she raised her head, a trace of subtle apology and request in her gaze.

"Senior... I want... I want to share a rental with Yao Lingling."

Gao Mengting’s smile slightly froze, looking at her somewhat surprised.

Qiuyu quickly explained: "Senior, don’t misunderstand, I’m very happy sharing a rental with you. But with you and President Tang... it’s not very convenient for me. You know, I have some issues in that regard. And Lingling and I are both designers, we share a lot of common interests, and are very good friends."

Though her words were somewhat fragmented, her meaning was very clearly conveyed.