Chapter 483: Tipsy, pinky promise, the legendary Jin Meixiao

Chapter 483: Tipsy, pinky promise, the legendary Jin Meixiao

Chapter 483: Tipsy, pinky promise, the legendary Jin Meixiao

Noticing his gaze, Gao Mengting turned around and asked in a relaxed tone, "Have you put away your luggage?"

"Yeah." Tang Song nodded slightly, walked to her side, and sat down on the bed naturally.

"Wait for me, it will be ready soon." Gao Mengting smiled gently and continued to clean up with her head down.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time."

Tang Song looked at her graceful figure quietly with a gentle smile on his face.

The atmosphere unconsciously became a little ambiguous.

Cheng Qiuqiu quietly closed the door and stepped aside, twisting her hands together unconsciously, looking a little embarrassed.

At this moment, she deeply felt that she was in the way.

Putting the things that were not needed for the time being back into the suitcase, Gao Mengting clapped her hands and said, "Done!"

Tang Song stood up, smiled and blinked, "The temperature outside is very comfortable now. It would be a waste if I don't go out for a walk, don't you think?"

"Okay, since I'm a local boss, I'll show you around reluctantly." Gao Mengting chuckled, then looked at Qiuqiu who was standing in the corner and asked, "Qiuqiu, do you want to go with us?"

After all, we live together, so it would be inappropriate not to ask any questions.

"No need." Cheng Qiuqiu shook her head and said with her eyes downcast, "I'm not feeling well and a little tired. I'll lie here for a while."

"Well, let's go. Have a good rest. There's hot water over there."

Gao Mengting picked up a thin jacket from the hanger and put it on, put her cell phone in her trouser pocket, and made a "GO" gesture to Tang Song.

During this season, the night temperature in Wushan is only around 15 or 16 degrees Celsius, and with the sea breeze, it’s actually a bit cold.

Tang Song glanced at Qiu Qiu, nodded at her, and walked out of the room.

"Bang——" the door was closed gently.

The lights in the corridor were soft and quiet, and the two walked briskly towards the elevator.

Gao Mengting leaned over slightly and asked with concern: "You ate very little on the train, are you hungry? Do you want me to take you to eat something?"

"No, I eat a lot at breakfast and lunch, and less at night."

Gao Mengting asked curiously, "Is it to lose weight and keep in shape? Come to think of it, you were fatter when we first met."

"Haha, that's the reason." Tang Song came close to her and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret. I now have eight-pack abs and the mermaid line is also in shape."

Gao Mengting covered her mouth and chuckled: "Bragging."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows: "Why would I lie to you? Why don't you come to my room tonight and I'll show you."

Hearing his words, Gao Mengting subconsciously looked at his lower abdomen, and a deep blush appeared on her face, "Go to hell, I won't be fooled."

Although I don’t know if Tang Song really has eight-pack abs, he does have a good figure.

In fact, she often had erotic dreams because the physical temptation brought to her by this partner was too great.

This is sexual attraction that stems from the genetic level.

"Do you want to touch it now?" Tang Song gently touched her hand.

Gao Mengting bit her lip and immediately changed the subject: "The elevator is here, hurry up and get on. Be careful, you might run into colleagues later."

In the company, her relationship with Tang Song was not made public.

The main reason is that I am afraid of the bad influence.

After all, most companies do not support employees dating each other, and the two bosses cannot take the lead in doing so.

The elevator door slowly closed, and the small space suddenly became quiet.

Tang Song stood beside her, his eyes vaguely fixed on the profile of her face.

Gao Mengting seemed to notice his gaze and turned her head slightly, pretending to focus on the changes in the floor numbers.

There was an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere in the air, and even breathing became exceptionally clear.

A hand suddenly touched her waist, with long, warm fingers resting on her waist and hips.

An indescribable palpitation made Gao Mengting tremble, but she didn't say anything.

"Ding——" The elevator suddenly stopped on the 11th floor.

Gao Mengting quickly moved to the side and pretended to lower her head to fix her hair.

Soon after, several colleagues from the operations department appeared at the elevator entrance.

"Mr. Tang! Mr. Gao!" "Mr. Tang."...

"Hello, are you guys going out to play?" Gao Mengting put her hands in front of her and greeted them gracefully.

"Yeah, let's go outside and look at the sea."

"Have some barbecue by the way."

The elevator continued to go down and finally stopped slowly on the first floor of the hotel.

Gao Mengting had a gentle and sweet smile on her face. Just as she was about to walk out, her butt was suddenly patted gently.

When he turned around, he met Tang Song's teasing gaze.

A little interest that only the two of them knew about began to spread.

Under the warm light, Gao Mengting's face instantly became hot. She couldn't help but poke him with her finger and hurried out.

After saying goodbye to colleagues in the lobby.

Tang Song pointed in a direction and said, "There's a bar over there. Let's go over there and have a couple of drinks. There must be a lot of colleagues on the beach right now."

Gao Mengting pretended not to understand what he said and said, "It's just right to have colleagues here. It will be more lively with more people."

"Listen to me, let's go, local tyrant."

Gao Mengting muttered something under her breath and followed reluctantly.

...

In the warm and romantic lobby lounge.

The dim light shines on the wooden tables and chairs, creating a soft atmosphere.

Outside the window is the sea at night, and the sparkling sea surface glows silvery white under the moonlight.

There weren't many people in the store at this time.

The two chose a seat by the window.

Tang Song pulled out a chair and motioned Gao Mengting to sit down, "What would you like to drink?"

"Whatever, just don't make it too intense." Gao Mengting looked around with some curiosity in her eyes.

She has hardly ever been to places like bars and nightclubs. At most she would drink beer with friends.

Tang Song glanced at the wine list and said to the waiter next to him with a smile: "Please give my lover a glass of Mojito."

His voice is very magnetic and there is a hint of singing in his voice when he speaks, which is very pleasant to the ear.

Gao Mengting's hands tightened, her eyes a little flustered, "Hey, what are you doing? Can you be serious?"

After coming out this time, she clearly felt that Tang Song was more relaxed and more aggressive than in Yancheng.

Although I didn't reject it at all and was even a little happy, I was still reserved.

Tang Song smiled and ordered himself another glass of whiskey with ice.

After the waiter left, he turned his bright eyes to his partner and said, "I think I am very serious."

Gao Mengting slightly looked away, blushing as she asked, "Who spanked me just now?"

Tang Song shook his index finger and said seriously: "I must correct you, that is called caressing, not hitting."

"You..." Gao Mengting stammered, kicked him under the table, and looked at him with a hint of reproach: "You are so smooth-talking!"

"Then do you want to try it?"

"do not want!"

...

Soon, the waiter brought two glasses of wine.

Tang Song pushed the Mojito in front of Gao Mengting and said with a smile, "Try it and see if you like it."

Gao Mengting picked up the emerald green cocktail and sniffed the refreshing mint scent.

After taking a sip, the cool wine with a hint of sweetness and mint aroma instantly spread in my mouth.

She nodded with satisfaction, "Yeah, not bad."

Tang Song picked up his whiskey and gently touched her glass, "Come on, cheers."

"cheers."

The wine circulates in the glass.

The sound of waves outside the window came gently, accompanied by the soft music in the bar, creating a relaxing and pleasant atmosphere.

Gao Mengting's originally reserved posture gradually relaxed, and her whole body exuded a charming lazy temperament. She smiled and chatted with Tang Song about the unfinished topic on the high-speed rail.

Their eyes occasionally met, and a subtle feeling filled the air.

Perhaps Mojito was really to her taste, Gao Mengting ordered another one.

As the alcohol gradually took effect, her cheeks began to turn red, but her eyes became brighter.

...

It was already late at night when we came out of the bar.

As Gao Mengting walked, she hummed an unknown folk song softly, her voice so gentle that it sounded like she was talking to herself.

The two walked through the Shangri-La Hotel and arrived at the coastline.

The sea breeze blew gently, bringing with it the coolness of an early autumn night, ruffling their hair and clothes.

The soft sand under my feet sank slightly with every step, and the coolness came through the soles of my feet.

The moonlight shines on the sparkling sea, flickering with the rise and fall of the waves.

Gao Mengting zipped up her coat and continued to talk in a low voice.

Her voice was soft and a little lazy, as if every word was wrapped in the tenderness of the night.

Sometimes she imagined the bright future of Songmei Clothing, and sometimes she chatted with him about "Pride and Prejudice" and "Norwegian Wood".

She really couldn't drink much. After walking for a while, she felt tipsy and was a little tipsy.

Her cheeks were lightly flushed, and her eyes became soft and blurry.

She put her hands behind her back, stepped briskly on the soft sand, with a faint smile on her lips.

Now and then she kicked up a handful of sand;

Sometimes he would suddenly squat down and draw a small pattern in the sand with his fingers;

Sometimes he would bend down to pick up a shell and tell Tang and Song about its story;
The moonlight shone on her body, outlining a soft and vivid outline.

Looking at her in this state, Tang Song always had a faint smile on his face.

In a sense, this partner is a true idealist.

There is a sense of innocence and spirituality in her.

I have great passion for career, future, love and friendship.

She seems like a literary young woman who walked out of a book, with both the romantic idealism and the tenacity of realism.

As long as you come into contact with her, you can feel this indescribable charm.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the southern end of the beach.

Gao Mengting suddenly stopped, looked at her feet, and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Partner, I've always felt that the relationship between people is like footprints on the beach. When the waves come, the footprints will be washed away and faded. For example, my former classmates and friends have less and less contact with me now."

She raised her head and looked into his eyes, her tone a little sad, "How long do you think... our footprints can remain?"

Tang Song looked at her like this, and a tenderness rose in his heart. He said seriously, "Of course it's forever."

Gao Mengting smiled brightly and held out the little finger of her right hand. "You said it. Come on, pinky promise."

Tang Song reached out his hand and gently hooked her little finger, "Pink."

Gao Mengting gently shook their pinky fingers that were hooked together, and said in a drunken voice: "We'll make a pinky promise and stick to it for a hundred years!"

"Okay, don't change for a hundred years."

The salty and humid sea breeze wrapped around her fragrance and rushed into Tang Song's nostrils.

The two people's eyes intertwined in the night.

Tang Song leaned forward and slowly approached.

Gao Mengting did not dodge, but just closed her eyes gently.

Tang Song gently covered her lips, tenderly and delicately.

Gao Mengting's breathing paused slightly as she responded to his kiss.

Tang Song held her face in his hands and used his fingers to hold her hair that was blown by the wind.

The sound of the mouth sticking together vibrates in the sound of the waves.

Breathing is rapid and lips and teeth are rubbing against each other.

A feeling of palpitations enveloped the two of them.

The light and the land are in harmony, the moon and the sea are romantic.

The world gradually became quiet.

The memory of tonight smells like sea water.

……

"Ding——" the elevator slowly opened on the first floor.

The corridor was very quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing softly on the soft carpet.

When she arrived at the door, Gao Mengting lowered her head and searched for the room card in her bag. Her cheeks were slightly flushed due to being slightly drunk, and her eyes were a little blurry.

Tang Song stood behind her and suddenly called out softly, "Meng Ting."

"Hmm?" Gao Mengting turned around in a daze, her voice lazily speaking, her tongue slurring as she asked, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know how to use the hotel's kettle. Can you teach me?"

Gao Mengting didn't notice anything unusual, she smiled and waved her hands, "You're so stupid, okay, I'll teach you."

There was a hint of doting in her voice, as if she was coaxing a child.

The door lock opened with a click and Gao Mengting walked into the room.

"Bang--" Tang Song closed the door casually, and the room became dark in an instant. Only the light from outside the window came in through the curtains, casting mottled shadows on the floor.

Gao Mengting whispered, "It's so dark. Insert the room card first and turn on the power."

Her voice was soft, with a hint of drunkenness, yet still delicate and sensitive.

"Don't be in a hurry." Tang Song smiled, and suddenly hugged her soft and sexy body from behind. He gently held her waist with both hands and lowered his head to kiss her neck.

Gao Mengting's body stiffened slightly as she felt the strong breath behind her and the hard abdominal muscles pressing against her waist and hips.

Her heartbeat suddenly quickened, and she said in a trembling voice: "What are you doing? Stop touching me..."

There was a hint of panic in her tone, but she didn't really try to break free.

"I want to feel your heartbeat." Tang Song's hands slowly moved upwards, his tone gentle.

Gao Mengting quickly reached out and held his wrist, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible, "It's almost 11 o'clock now, I'm so sleepy, and I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Then you can sleep here."

"No...no, this won't work." Gao Mengting licked her dry lips, her heart felt like it was about to jump out.

Tang Song kissed her earlobe, "Just for a moment, okay?" Gao Mengting's face flushed in the dark, and she felt dizzy from the alcohol. Her hands gradually relaxed, "It's agreed, just for a moment, hurry up."

In fact, she and Tang Song did not have much experience of intimate contact. The most excessive one was in the Wuling Hongguang car, and she had erotic dreams for a week afterwards.

Feeling his partner's permission, Tang Song's slender and gentle fingers gently pushed aside her short T-shirt and stroked her delicate and soft skin.

Feel her violently beating heart.

Gao Mengting's exclamation was heard in the quiet room.

"Tang Song! Why can't you... reach in?"

Tang Song reminded in a low voice: "There are other colleagues on the 19th floor, they will hear it."

"You! You big hooligan!" Gao Mengting's voice was shy and low, with a clear tremor.

Tang Song breathed in the fragrance of her hair and felt the beauty of truth.

After a while.

"Let go, that's enough!"

"Hey! You said just one moment!"

"Are you playing rogue? How could you... Ouch!"

Gao Mengting tried to dodge, but the slight struggle of her body only made him even more excited.

After a while, her whole body softened, and she struggled to break free, breathing rapidly, "You don't keep your word."

In the darkness, her cheeks were flushed with alcohol and embarrassment.

Tang Song chuckled and said, "Don't be angry, I'll let you touch my abdominal muscles, and then we'll be even, okay?"

"Not good." Gao Mengting gently hit him on the lower abdomen, "You will go to watch the sunrise by yourself tomorrow. Qiuqiu and I will go together."

After saying that, Gao Mengting lowered her head, opened the door, and hurried into the next room.

The moment the door closed, Tang Song couldn't help but laugh out loud, savoring the feeling just now.

...

It's about 5 o'clock in the morning.

Following the bank card payment notification, Tang Song sat up from the bed.

I took a deep breath of the fresh air and felt refreshed and happy.

He washed his face, brushed his teeth, shaved, changed into a team-building T-shirt, jeans, and a casual shirt.

After thinking about it, he put on Tang Song's glasses again and picked up the Hasselblad x2d mirrorless camera.

He glanced at the time, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I saw my partner standing in the corridor with a conflicted expression.

They were also wearing a T-shirt, jeans, and a white shirt and jacket. They looked neat and energetic, and their outfits looked like a couple's.

When their eyes met, Gao Mengting was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the elevator with her back to him.

"Sunrise at 6 o'clock, but it's best to arrive 30 minutes early."

There was no emotion in her voice, but her steps were much more brisk than usual.

Tang Song smiled and followed him.

At this time, the sky was still dark.

From time to time, I would meet colleagues on the road who also got up early to watch the sunrise.

Gao Mengting had a generous and gentle smile on her face and took the initiative to greet them. She was obviously in a good mood.

Tang Song followed Gao Mengting's footsteps, walking slowly along the wooden walkway, and finally came to a viewing platform with a wide view.

The sea was still shrouded in darkness, and the only sound that could be heard was the crashing of waves.

As the eastern sky gradually turned pale, a ray of morning light quietly pierced through the darkness.

Tang Song raised his camera, adjusted the angle, pointed it at Gao Mengting who was looking into the distance, and shouted, "Look here!"

Gao Mengting turned around when she heard the voice, and the first ray of sunlight just happened to shine on her cheek, outlining a soft golden edge.

"Click——" the shutter sound rang out, and the picture was frozen at this moment.

The red morning sun slowly jumped out of the sea level.

The dazzling light cut through the sky and illuminated the entire world.

In an instant, the sky and water became the same color.

……

9 o'clock in the morning.

Yancheng, Oasis Garden Community.

"Dong dong dong -" there was a knock on the door.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Qian Guixiang quickly put down the rag in her hand and opened the door.

Then, a man and a woman walked in.

Qian Guixiang said enthusiastically: "Pingshun, Xiaolei, you are here."

Wen Ruan, who was reporting documents on the sofa, raised her head and said with a smile, "Brother Pingshun, sister-in-law."

"Aunt, Wenruan." Wen Pingshun and his girlfriend Qiao Lei smiled awkwardly.

Qian Guixiang held Qiao Lei's hand and said, "Hey, you two, come if you want, what do you bring?"

Wen Pingshun put the two gift boxes aside and said shyly, "They are not expensive things, just some snow pears and sour jujube juice."

"Thank you, brother and sister-in-law." Wen Ruan put down the documents in her hand, stood up and greeted them, "Come in and sit down, don't stand at the door."

The two sat down on the sofa and exchanged a few simple greetings.

Wen Pingshun took out an invitation and handed it over, "Wen Ruan, I will arrange for Xiao Lei to get married in a while. If you are free, go with your aunt. If you are busy, forget it."

"Wow, congratulations!" Wenruan took the invitation and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely be there."

Hearing this, Wen Pingshun and Qiao Lei looked at each other with excitement on their faces, "Okay, thank you Wen Ruan."

Originally, Wen Pingshun didn't have much hope, after all, Wen Ruan was too busy, but he couldn't resist his father's wishes, so he had to come over to ask.

Unexpectedly, it was successful.

Today, Wen Ruan's status in the entire family is unmatched. She is also the president of a large company and the owner of a printing factory. Her presence will greatly add luster to the entire wedding banquet.

Wenruan flipped open the invitation and glanced at it, wondering, "Why did you choose this place for the wedding banquet? I remember that Taihui's banquet hall is not big, right?"

Wen Pingshun said a little embarrassedly: "Our wedding day is a good day, and it's also a holiday. There are so many people getting married that the suitable hotels were booked out half a year in advance."

Qiao Lei added in a low voice: "It was mainly because we were in a hurry and were not well prepared."

They had not originally planned to get married so soon, after all, Wen Pingshun had lost his job.

However, now that Wen Ruan has taken over the printing factory and has carried out upgrades and renovations, Wen Pingshun, who is a college student, has switched to a technical job and his salary has increased significantly.

Now he has a stable and well-paid job, and his girlfriend's family also recognizes him.

However, due to the rush, I couldn't find a suitable hotel.

Wen Ruan thought for a moment and said, "How about I help you find one?"

Qiao Lei showed a look of surprise on her face, "Is it okay?"

After all, it is a major event in her life. If possible, she would certainly like to find a better venue.

"Of course." Wenruan said in a relaxed tone: "There is a reserved banquet hall over at Lanfeng International Hotel. I just need to say hello."

"Uh..." Wen Pingshun and Qiao Lei looked at each other and blushed, "Isn't the price a bit expensive?"

They had never thought of getting married in a luxurious five-star hotel like this, but according to the prices they checked online, it was obviously not something they could afford.

Wen Ruan shook his head and said, "Don't worry about the price. I'll definitely make it acceptable to you."

Wen Pingshun stammered, "This... this is too much trouble for you. Actually, Taihui Hotel is also fine. We are fine."

Qiao Lei opened her mouth, but was too embarrassed to say anything.

Once money is involved, many things can easily go awry.

They were also embarrassed to ask Wen Ruan to pay for the favors they owed to others.

Seeing their concerns, Wenruan chuckled and said playfully, "You may not know yet, but my boyfriend is the owner of Lanfeng International Hotel."

"Ah!" Wen Pingshun and Qiao Lei showed shock on their faces and were stunned for a moment.

Qian Guixiang was also shocked when she heard the news for the first time, and her face flushed with excitement.

As a local, she naturally knew about Lanfeng International Hotel, but she never expected that it was actually her son-in-law's property.

"So, you don't have to worry about the price at all." Wenruan smiled, "Just think of it as a wedding gift from Tang Song and me to you."

Wen Pingshun was speechless, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He waved his hands and said, "This is too expensive! We...we really..."

Wen Ruan waved her hand nonchalantly, "Don't refuse, it's not a bother for me at all. By the way, the wedding photos haven't been taken yet, right? Our company has a cooperative photography studio, the results are absolutely first-class, I'll tell you later."

Wen Pingshun looked at his familiar cousin, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.

He suddenly realized what it meant to have such a "big shot" relative.

No wonder the elders in the family are so respectful and flattering to Wenruan.

...

After seeing off Wen Pingshun and Qiao Lei who expressed their gratitude profusely, Qian Guixiang slammed the door shut.

Holding her daughter's hand, she asked excitedly, "Hey Ruanruan, is the Lanfeng International Hotel really from the Tang and Song dynasties? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Wenruan tidied the cups on the table while shrugging her shoulders, with a helpless and amused expression on her face: "It sounds like I'm showing off when I say this. Besides, there's no need to tell everyone about this kind of thing."

After hearing this, Qian Guixiang couldn't help but glared at her: "You are too low-key, kid. You didn't even tell your mother about such a big thing. If Pingshun and the others hadn't come today, I would still be kept in the dark!"

Wenruan chuckled and didn't say anything. She just took the empty cup on the table into the kitchen.

Qian Guixiang seemed to suddenly remember something, her eyes lit up, and she chased to the kitchen door and said, "By the way, Ruanruan, your grandma's birthday is coming up soon, can you make some arrangements for her then? Book a nice place, and we can have a nice meal together as a family."

Wen Ruan poked her head out of the kitchen, glanced at her, and said in a relaxed tone: "Mom, don't worry, these are all trivial matters, no need to mention them specifically. I will arrange them in advance when the time comes."

She has now become the "big boss" of the family, and is the one who can really make the decisions among the relatives of both her parents.

I would specifically ask for her opinion on many things.

Qian Guixiang nodded with satisfaction and continued to give some instructions.

Wen Ruan looked at the time and said, "I have to go out for something, so I won't be home for lunch."

"Okay, okay, okay! Drive carefully on the road."

Wenruan stood up, sorted out her things, took out a light-colored suit jacket from the closet and put it on.

Take the elevator directly to B2.

Get in the driver's seat and start the engine.

With a deep and powerful roar, the black Audi RS6 slowly drove out of the underground parking lot.

The sunlight poured into the car through the windshield, illuminating her slightly solemn yet still charming profile.

More than twenty minutes later, the car stopped steadily outside the TC private club.

This place is located in a secluded area outside the East Ring Road of Yancheng. There is no conspicuous sign at the door, only a copper nameplate with the letters "TC" embedded in the black marble wall.

The entire building looks unpretentious, yet exudes an indescribable sense of luxury.

After getting off the car, Wenruan stood there and looked at the building in front of him.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Shangguan Qiuya suddenly invited her to come here for a SPA and dinner, without giving any specific reasons, which made her feel a little uneasy.

After all, the other party is Director Jin's assistant. He is so mysterious, it is likely that he is related to Director Jin.

Unlike stars like Su Yu, he is a true business tycoon, a figure standing at the top of the global pyramid.

As long as you hear the other person's name, you can feel tremendous pressure and impact.

She didn't dare to imagine what would happen if Director Jin really had that kind of relationship with Tang Song.

What kind of mood and attitude should I have when facing her in the future?

Will she force herself to leave Tang Song?
It's impossible that he could really suppress the opponent by relying on his strong body as Su Yu said, right?
ε=(ο｀*)))Alas

Life is not easy, Zhuangzhuang sighed.

When she first started dating, she really just wanted to find a boy who matched her sexual preferences and interests, and then get married.

Who would have thought it would come to this.

...

Walk into the clubhouse door.

The air is filled with a light scent of aromatherapy, which makes people relax.

After announcing her name, the club manager, who had an outstanding temperament, immediately came over and said respectfully with a proper smile, "Ms. Wen, please follow me."

She turned slightly sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

Passing through an elegantly decorated corridor, a spacious and magnificent hall appears before your eyes, quiet and full of luxury.

To Wenruan's surprise, she seemed to be the only guest here.

After entering the exclusive private room.

A female technician smiled and bowed to her, saying softly, "Hello, Ms. Wen, I am Xiao Li, today's nurse. Please change your clothes first, I will take you to the SPA room inside, your friend is waiting for you inside."

"Okay." Wenruan nodded, took the pure white SPA bathrobe and disposable slippers handed to her by Xiao Li, and walked into the spacious locker room.

The dressing room is exquisitely decorated, the wooden wardrobe exudes a natural fragrance, and every detail reveals refinement and care.

She took off her clothes, put on a soft, skin-friendly bathrobe, tidied her appearance in front of the mirror, took a deep breath, and adjusted her state.

After changing clothes, Xiao Li led her through another door and came to a private and independent SPA room.

The room is very large, the interior decoration is luxurious and all kinds of facilities are available.

There is a scented candle burning in the corner, with wisps of smoke rising, creating a quiet and comfortable atmosphere.

"Ms. Wen, your friend is inside." Xiao Li reminded softly, with deep respect in his tone.

"Ok."

Wenruan responded, paused for a moment, and vaguely heard a slight noise coming from inside.

Walking around a hollow carved screen, a figure vaguely came into view.

She was wrapped in a snow-white bathrobe, leaning lazily on a large lounge chair.

In front of her was a beautiful female technician, who was carefully giving her a leg massage.

Her long brown hair was casually tied behind her head, revealing her slender and graceful neck. Her skin was as delicate as cream, and had a faint luster under the soft light.

Isn’t it Shangguan Qiuya?

A hint of doubt flashed across Wenruan's eyes.

She took a few more steps forward, walked around the carved screen, and the complete figure appeared before her.

She has fair skin, a graceful figure, and a soft and beautiful appearance.

Even in such a relaxed state, she still exudes an aura of nobility that cannot be ignored.

Her innate majesty and elegance made the entire room shrouded in her aura.

Wenruan held her breath involuntarily, her mind going blank.

The legendary Kim Mi-so...

(End of this chapter)