Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 1672 - 580: Regrets of Time, Helplessness of Reality_2
Standing in the center of the banquet hall where lights intersected, she felt as if she had truly stepped into another world. ππ£πππππππΌππ²πΉ.ππ π
She also realized some of her past conceits.
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oβclock at night.
A black silver two-tone Bentley smoothly drove out of the hotelβs front door, the rear window rising, merging into the never-ending river of neon-lit cars.
Lin Muxue sat in the backseat, gracefully adjusting her dress, rubbing her slightly sore ankle.
Beside her, Bei Yuwei was typing responses on her phone when she suddenly looked up at her, speaking softly, "Muxue, Iβm planning to post some photos from tonightβs event on Weibo, and youβre in them. You donβt mind, do you?"
Lin Muxue paused slightly, her previously tired body unconsciously straightening a bit.
"Of course not."
"Then Iβll have my assistant post them."
"Okay." Lin Muxue nodded gently, responding modestly, yet a hard-to-suppress blush quietly spread on her cheeks.
In fact, she had absolutely no resistance to such opportunities to appear in the public eye, standing alongside celebrities and influential figures.
After a while, she finally couldnβt resist any longer, discreetly unlocked her phone, opened Weibo, and refreshed the page quietly.
In the photos, she was surrounded by several Tangzong Entertainment celebrities and artists, smiling appropriately, her expression confident, resembling a leading lady surrounded by starlight.
Below in the comments section, many people were also discussing her, speculating which star she might be.
Lin Muxue lightly licked her somewhat dry lips, unconsciously adjusting her posture slightly on the leather seat, twisting her waist and hips.
An indescribable sense of satisfaction and vanity, like warm spring water, enveloped her, making both her body and mind feel completely and utterly comfortable.
Next to her, Bei Yuweiβs eyes flickered.
She opened WeChat and concisely reported to Mo Xiangwan about her interactions with Lin Muxue that evening and the effect of the Weibo post.
After sending it, she finally let out a long breath, feeling relieved.
She couldnβt help but recall an incident from five days ago, a scene still leaving her uneasy.
In that spacious office, Su Yuβs cold, temperatureless eyes looked down at her, calmly asking about her relationship with Tang Song.
That invisible but overwhelmingly suffocating pressure and queen-like presence made Bei Yuweiβs psychological defenses collapse instantly, trembling as she completely confessed everything.
For this reason alone, she genuinely confirmed from the side the extraordinary, inseparable relationship between Su Yu and Tang Song.
The knowledge of this scared her to the point that she still hadnβt quite regained her composure.
In these past few days, even though she knew very well that Tang Song was staying in the same Four Seasons Hotel, she didnβt dare to sneak a look at him, nor dared to contact him proactively.
Afterward, Mo Xiangwan directly assigned her to Xiang River, with her sole task being to get close to Lin Muxue and develop a good relationship at all costs.
Following instructions, she was to "spread" photos of Lin Muxue with people from Tangzong Entertainment on the internet.
She didnβt know the true reason behind this, and didnβt dare to ask further questions.
Outside, the night view of Xiang River reflected on the Bentleyβs glass, casting a layered shadow on half her face, making her look both aloof and enchanting.
Bei Yuwei sighed deeply, unable to stop Tang Songβs image from appearing in her mind.
She hadnβt expected at all.
The man who made her heart flutter, who gave her the first taste of love, Tang Song, turned out to be... Su Yuβs man.
Though her feelings for Tang Song were not pure, through several encounters, she truly developed feelings for him.
That feeling, perhaps... could also be called love.
Moreover, it was her first love.
But with Su Yuβs barrier-like connection in between, she naturally didnβt dare entertain any inappropriate thoughts.
Whenever she thought of this, her heart felt as if something was clutching it, making breathing difficult.
Bei Yuwei bit her lip forcefully, staring out the window lost in thought, a thick sense of melancholy rising in her eyes.
"Buzz buzz buzzββ"
The vibration of her phone interrupted her thoughts.
Bei Yuwei glanced at the screen, her heart skipped a beat and she quickly opened the message.
[President Mo: "Youβve done well, continue to maintain a good relationship with Muxue and deepen your private interactions."]
Looking at Lin Muxue beside her, she quickly typed a reply: "Okay, President Mo!"
[President Mo: "Iβve informed your agent. Next, youβll receive the domestic spokesperson contract for Bvlgari, and a lead role in an S-Class movie."]
Seeing this message, Bei Yuweiβs heart thudded strongly, but the anticipation sheβd imagined didnβt quite materialize.
These were indeed the top-level resources she had always dreamed of, but the deep-seated melancholy still didnβt dissipate much.
The sentiment was more intense than she had imagined.
"Buzz buzz buzzββ" the phone vibrated again.
[President Mo: "Moreover, from now on, the company wonβt touch on any level of unspoken rules with you, and all resources and conditions will be preferential to you. Lastly, I remind you that in future shoots, you canβt have any intimate scenes, particularly pay attention to avoiding private contact with men alone. Except for Tang Song. Yuwei, there are some things I wonβt say much about, but you should understand the weight and possible consequences behind this. Donβt disappoint me."]
Reading this message, Bei Yuwei widened her eyes instantly, feeling parched, her heart seemingly about to leap out of her chest, pounding uncontrollably.
