Chapter 522 Horse Taming

Chapter 522 Horse Taming

Chapter 522 Horse Taming
Shout out along with Qiuqiu's words.

The smell of disinfectant suddenly became strong in the air, and the number 509 was posted on all the ward doors.

Qiuqiu stood up and trotted over.

"Bang——" The two men collided heavily, and Tang Song felt cold and trembling.

Tang Song patted her thin back and comforted her softly: "Qiuqiu, don't be afraid, it's okay, Dad is here..."

Through [Dream Flower Seeds] Tang Song can clearly feel her inner panic and fear.

It is dozens of times more serious than the last time.

The whole person was swallowed up by the nightmare.

Because she lost her father at a young age, and her mother-in-law always told her how great and good her father was, Qiuqiu actually longed for "father's love" in her heart, so she subconsciously imagined herself as the dependency that she never had.

Tears wet Tang Song's clothes. Qiuqiu in his arms cried louder and louder, with snot and tears, and muttered something.

At this moment, she was far from being as silent and cold as she was in reality.

After a long time, the crying gradually stopped.

Tang Song put his hands on her thin shoulders, squatted slightly, and looked at her at eye level.

Her eyes were gentle but firm. "Don't be afraid, Qiuqiu. Tell me what happened. I will protect you."

His words, along with the warm breath emanating from the [Dream Flower Seed] on his body, gradually dispelled the fear in Qiuqiu's eyes.

She pointed to a ward at the end of the corridor and choked up, "Grandma is in there... The doctor said she needs surgery, but my uncle and mother have been unwilling to sign, saying that the treatment fee is too expensive... Yesterday the nurse came to collect the money, saying that if she doesn't pay, she will have to stop taking the medicine..."

There was suddenly a stack of bills in her hand, and she clenched it tightly, her fingers turning white.

Tang Song took the payment slip and found that it was full of arithmetic problems.

The math problem showed her daily living expenses, savings, and the amount of waste she collected...

Then, Qiuqiu suddenly took out a handful of money from her school uniform pocket, including curled banknotes, rusty coins, and even a few fruit candies.

"This is... all the money I saved... a total of only 15 yuan... but mother-in-law needs 20 to yuan..."

"My mother said before... that if I ranked in the top ten in my grade, she would grant me a wish, but I ranked fifth, and she still refused to pay..."

"Dad, please help me, I don't want to lose...mother-in-law...mother-in-law..."

Her voice was so choked that she could hardly speak.

"Look into my eyes." Tang Song gently lifted her chin and wiped away the tears on her face. "Dad has money, lots and lots of money. Everything will be fine."

"Thank you, Dad." Qiuqiu threw herself into his arms again and hugged him tightly.

The scene around me suddenly changed.

The shabby hospital corridor gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a small dim room.

The air was filled with dampness, and the walls were covered with various bills and medical notices.

Several dark figures were sitting or standing, and their voices were extremely harsh:
"Even if the operation is successful, it may not be cured in the end. What should we do with the vegetative state? Who should take turns to take care of it? My kid at home is going to take the college entrance examination!"

"I don't have time anyway. I have to run the store and take care of Qiuqiu."

"Don't bother. You see, this money is just like a waste of money."

"It's better to take him home, so he can leave in a dignified way."

"If I get this disease, I'd rather die quietly than suffer like this..."

...

They talked to each other and shirked the responsibility, which also made Tang Song understand what had happened.

Grandma Qiuqiu suffers from cerebral infarction, commonly known as stroke, which is a large-area brain damage caused by sudden rupture or blockage of cerebral blood vessels.

He is currently in a coma. Even if the operation is successful, there may be serious sequelae, such as paralysis.

At that time, they will need long-term care and attention. Even if we take turns, it will be a huge burden for every family.

This is what they are really worried about.

Listening to their discussion, Qiuqiu next to him began to tremble again and bit his nails nervously.

Tang Song quickly grabbed her shoulders and shouted, "Shut up!"

As his voice fell, the whole space suddenly became silent.

Warm lights suddenly lit up in the room, and several black shadows gradually disappeared.

Tang Song casually tore off the bill from the wall, held Qiuqiu's wet face, and said word by word with a sharp yet gentle gaze, "Don't be afraid, Dad is here. Others don't care about mother-in-law, but Dad does; others don't care about Qiuqiu, but I do."

This sentence was like a ray of light, instantly dispelling the haze that had been accumulating in Qiuqiu's heart for a long time.

The tears on her face miraculously disappeared and she stared at him blankly with wide eyes.

Tang Song waved his hand, and the scene around him changed again.

Two people appeared at the door of the ICU ward.

Tang Song took Qiuqiu to the nurse station and a bank card appeared in his hand. "This is the total cost of the patient's treatment. Please settle it immediately and prepare for the transfer."

Pay the bill promptly and neatly.

"Da da da——" the sound of crisp footsteps rang out.

A tall figure in an OL uniform came over and said in a gentle tone: "Boss Tang, we have contacted the best hospital and mobilized a team of brain surgery experts for consultation."

"Okay." Tang Song turned and looked at Qiu Qiu, "Don't worry, I've already arranged it. Next, we will send mother-in-law to a better place for treatment. There are the best doctors and equipment in the world."

Qiuqiu nodded blankly and held Tang Song's arm tightly.

Immediately afterwards, the screen changed again.

They appeared in a large, bright hospital, where an experienced medical team gathered around them and began to develop a surgical plan.

Outside the operating room, the red warning light kept flashing.

The door opened, and the surgeon took off his mask, revealing a tired but relieved smile: "The operation was very successful. Although the patient still needs to be observed after recovery, his vital signs have stabilized. If the recovery goes smoothly, he may be able to return to normal life in the future."

Upon hearing the news, Qiuqiu jumped up excitedly and threw herself into Tang Song's arms, crying bitterly.

In the operating room, an old but powerful voice could be heard: "Qiu girl should be like a camellia, blooming bright red even in winter."

[Dream Flower Seedling] emits a faint light, and its branches stretch and expand outward, faintly revealing the appearance of a camellia.

……

Friday, November 2023, 10.

In the morning, the sky is slightly bright.

"Thank you, Dad..." The murmur sounded in the room.

Cheng Qiuqiu slowly opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was still lingering on the warmth in her dream.

She rubbed her forehead, trying to pull herself out of the dream.

But that familiar and kind figure, those low but gentle words, seem to still echo in my ears.

I lifted the quilt, sat up, and looked around. Only the faint morning light penetrated through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled on the sheets, casting tiny shadows.

There was a lost expression on her face, as if she had forgotten something very important.

After a while, the unique coolness of early autumn in the air slowly brought her back to reality.

"Hmm~~" Qiuqiu stretched comfortably, walked to the window and pulled open the heavy curtains.

A soft morning light suddenly poured in, dispelling the last trace of haze in the room.

The city outside the window had just woken up. Qiuqiu looked at the gradually whitening skyline in the distance and felt more relaxed than ever before.

A smile broke out on my face involuntarily.

At this moment, she seemed to think of something and ran quickly to the head of the bed.

Pick up your phone and turn on the screen.

Immediately afterwards, an unread message popped up.

[Tang and Song: "()Good morning, Qiuqiu."]

"Boom, boom--" the heartbeat suddenly began to accelerate.

He took the initiative to send a message to me again, and it was obviously the first thing he did after waking up, and he used such cute emoticons.

A feeling of secret joy, excitement, and anticipation welled up in my heart.

Cheng Qiuqiu bit her lower lip hard and tapped the screen with her fingers.

After typing and deleting the text in the dialog box for more than ten times, only a short reply was left: "(ω`) Good morning, Tang Song, have you eaten?"

The moment the message was sent, the tips of her ears turned red.

After a while, she still hadn't received any messages, and she began to worry that the network was not good.

Switch WiFi to data, and change the telecom card to mobile card.

"Buzzing—"

[Tang Song: "No, it's only 6 o'clock now, I'm still working out. Did you sleep well last night? The weather is getting colder, remember to exercise more and don't get sick."]

Cheng Qiuqiu read this passage carefully over and over again, then suddenly put the phone to her chest and curled up in the quilt.

Every word was like a piece of candy, so sweet that her heart felt numb.

He really cares about me!
He...why is he so nice today!
What can I do for him?
"Ta-da-da--" the sound of fingers tapping the screen continued to come from under the quilt.

After a brief chat for a few minutes.

Cheng Qiuqiu suddenly threw back the quilt, got out of bed, sat in front of the computer and opened the design software.

Now the senior sister is still in Wushan. With the joint efforts of He Yiyi and her, Songmei Clothing has ushered in its second boom.

The branding of 【HEYI STUDIO】 is accelerating.

She had to come up with a finished product as soon as possible.

We must not let him down!

Above the head, the [Dream Flower Seedlings] swayed gently, casting a green glow.

Endless inspiration and ideas suddenly surged in Cheng Qiuqiu's mind.

Her eyes grew brighter and brighter, and her fingers flew across the tablet.

The new series designs of 【HEYI STUDIO】 are taking shape at an astonishing speed.

……

"Huff, huff--" Tang Song put down the barbell in his hand and gasped heavily.

The [Infinite Vitality] suit on his body was already soaked.

Fortunately, it has special effects and excellent breathability, which can keep the body refreshed at all times.

Feeling the surging power beneath my muscles, a huge sense of accomplishment surged in my heart.

Today, his physical fitness is no less than that of professional athletes, and he has strong explosive power and endurance.

After lying on the floor and resting for a while, Tang Song slowly sat up.

As I recalled the scenes of last night, I felt a deep pity for that designer friend.

Qiuqiu's life story and experiences are indeed pitiful, which should be the main reason why she has developed into her current personality and the root cause of her mental illness.

I hope that [Dream Flower Seeds] can heal her and allow her to complete her transformation.

Stretching in the gym.

I wiped the sweat off my face with a towel and drank a few sips of mineral water.

Tang Song took the elevator lightly and went straight to the 2nd floor.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the corridor, I saw a tall and muscular figure.

Anne was leaning against the wall, wearing a silk suspender nightgown that stopped just mid-thigh, revealing her long, white legs.

She seemed to have just woken up, with a tired look on her face, her blonde hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her light eyes not fully open.

As they got closer, Tang Song's breathing stagnated.

The material of Anne's nightgown was thin and transparent, and the undulating outline of her body could be vaguely seen in the morning light.

The problem was she wasn't wearing any underwear.

I have to say, this habit is really...great.

Hearing Tang Song's footsteps, Annie raised her head and waved, "Good morning, my dear."

Her voice was lazy and sweet, with a hint of deliberately suppressed magnetism. Tang Song stopped in front of her and smiled, "Good morning, Annie. Why are you here so early today?"

Jet lag is a very painful thing. It can be seen that she is still in a bad state recently and has to sleep until nearly 10 o'clock every day.

"Today is the third day since I came back. I can get up early almost normally. Um..." Anne deliberately stretched out her tone and raised a smile at the corner of her mouth. "I wanted to ask you what you want for breakfast, but seeing you like this, I suddenly thought I could do something else first."

After she finished speaking, she walked towards him, each step filled with aggressive beauty.

The sweet scent of shower gel wafted over her face, mixed with her unique aura of confidence.

Anne wrapped her arms around his neck, her soft heart resting against his arms, bringing a warm feeling of reality.

As their eyes met, Tang Song felt an electric current-like touch spreading from his chest, and his heartbeat unconsciously quickened.

This big foreign girl is a very standard white beauty.

High skull, big eyes, cold white skin.

The facial features are large, with thick lips and a straight nose.

Embedded in the small and plump face, it gives people a bright feeling that is hard to ignore.

Tang Song exhaled softly and patted her on the back, "Okay, Annie, stop making trouble. I just finished exercising and need to take a shower."

The main reason was that Mo Xiangwan's bedroom was not far away and he was worried about being caught.

"Oh? But I think you're very charming now." Anne tilted her head, her lips brushing against his skin that was shiny with sweat, her voice low and teasing: "Oh my God, your skin tastes like sunlight. It's addictive."

Then, when she reached her hand into Tang Song's clothes, it was as if she had suddenly discovered some big secret.

Her eyes widened instantly, and her tone was so exaggerated that she almost screamed: "Oh my God! I'm going crazy! These abdominal muscles should have their own fan club!"

"Wow, I never thought that your figure is so amazing, as perfect as a Greek sculpture!"

"My dear, you are such a treasure boy."

Her movements were bold and direct, and her voice was full of excitement and teasing.

Tang Song, who was in peak physical condition and had been teased by Su Yu for two days, could no longer withstand it and simply reached out and hugged the big horse.

I touched the plump buttocks behind her, and through the thin silk nightgown, I felt her heat and fullness.

An indescribable feeling of satisfaction welled up in my heart.

I have to say that the big mare has a really good figure. Her hip circumference is similar to Wenruan's, but there is a slight difference in the touch.

After a moment, Anne suddenly took a step back, a triumphant smile on her lips.

"Your body is much more honest than your mouth, Song. You are really spirited. Now, I win, right? Want more? All you have to do is surrender to me."

As she spoke, she crossed her arms over her chest, and the silk fabric left a startling indentation on her chest.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, suddenly took a step forward, pushed Annie against the wooden door, stretched out his hand and stroked the outline of her abdominal muscles, continuing upwards.

Annie exclaimed, her eyes widening a little.

Tang Song tried hard to feel her heartbeat and kissed her without warning.

The kiss was short but passionate, carrying an irresistible aggression and a strong sense of conquest.

He had seen Anne's information file in the game.

I remember the system's evaluation was that she had the personality of an [American top Alpha].

In the ABO worldview, Alpha is a natural leader and ruler, with powerful abilities and social status.

The desire for control is engraved in her bones, and a mixture of publicity and excitement flows in her blood.

Possesses a strong desire for conquest and adventurous spirit.

In the past, Anne was more concerned with the "sense of conquest" rather than fixed gender, hence her interest in women.

However, now, her target had obviously become herself, especially after she discovered that his personality had become gentle and approachable, she began to become more bold.

Trying to conquer him.

As Chinese people, Tang and Song have a deep sense of national pride and naturally would not tolerate any "foreign horses rebelling against the Tiangang".

After all, it has always been people who ride horses, so how can a horse ride on people?
Lips and teeth parted.

Tang Song's thumb stroked the corner of her slightly wet lips, and then he pinched her cheek nonchalantly, his tone full of unquestionable command: "Go prepare breakfast, I'll be downstairs in ten minutes."

Their eyes met, and Anne's clear blue eyes narrowed dangerously, and she stretched out her tone: "Oh?"

Tang Song looked straight into her eyes, and his gaze gradually became sharp and cold.

His aura also changed at this moment, becoming extremely oppressive.

After a full half minute of confrontation.

Anne finally backed down.

It was because the oppressive feeling that Tang Song once brought to her was too strong, even her father Claire was very in awe of him.

That was why, after she discovered that his character had softened, the desire to tear off his gentle exterior, force out his true nature, and conquer him almost became her newest addiction.

But now it seems that it still doesn't work.

Annie licked the corner of her lips that were bitten by Tang Song and said with a charming smile: "Yes, my...temporary master?"

The end of her voice was filled with question and rebuttal. As she turned and left, her fingers gently stroked Tang Song's abdominal muscles.

It is obvious that the big horse is only admitting defeat on the surface, but is still unwilling to submit deep down.

Looking at her sexy back and thinking about what she had just said, Tang Song's heart beat faster.

It feels like playing a dangerous and exciting "horse training game".

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song walked into the bedroom and started taking a shower.

There are more important things that deserve your attention next.

That was the third guest shot that I would shoot with Su Yu in the afternoon - a proposal.

Today is the third day, and it is also the last day of interaction and communication with the female star.

He hopes to put a perfect end to it.

……

It was approaching noon.

Hengyue Investment Management Co., Ltd., 16th Floor, Times Financial Center Building.

Sun Jiayue stared at the Excel spreadsheet on the computer screen, her fingers tapping on the keyboard from time to time.

"Buzz buzz buzz--" The cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

【Xu Pengyuan】

Sun Jiayue answered the phone immediately and said softly, "Hello, Pengyuan, are you here?"

"Well, we are already downstairs of your company. It's time for us to set off."

"Okay! Wait for me for 3 minutes! Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Sun Jiayue quickly saved the documents, picked up the briefcase she had prepared long ago, and walked out.

During the thirty seconds the elevator was going down, she adjusted the collar of her suit in front of the mirror, feeling a little nervous.

She is now facing serious performance problems, and Xu Pengyuan, her good friend and crush, is very concerned about her.

Xu Pengyuan now works in a medium-sized family office, engaged in risk control and compliance related work.

However, their company's main financial products are Hong Kong insurance and US dollar fund products.

So he cannot directly help her improve her performance, but his network resources are richer than Sun Jiayue's.

The person she is going to meet today is the target LP that Xu Pengyuan helped her contact through the relationship of the family office. It is said that his family is a new money family in Ningbo that invests in industrial transformation and is also a client of their family office.

"Ding——" The elevator door slowly opened.

Sun Jiayue walked quickly out of the office building and saw a Tesla in the temporary parking area with its double flash lights on.

When I opened the passenger door and got in the car, I saw Xu Pengyuan, who was dressed formally.

Wearing a well-tailored suit and with his hair carefully styled with hairspray, he looked capable and energetic.

A smile appeared on her face and she greeted him sweetly.

Tesla started slowly and merged into the traffic.

Seeing that Sun Jiayue was a little nervous, Xu Pengyuan turned his head and comforted her, "Don't be nervous. The other party and I have a good relationship. He just came to Shanghai to develop his career and is particularly interested in hard technology. I heard that your company is raising a technology fund, so he took the initiative to ask to meet you."

"Okay, I understand, thank you Pengyuan." Sun Jiayue nodded, took a deep breath again, trying to relax herself.

About twenty minutes later, the car stopped in a parking lot.

The two got out of the car and walked into a Chinese restaurant on the side of the road.

I followed the waiter up to the third floor, pushed open the door of the box, and a figure came into view.

She was about 30 years old, dressed casually and fashionably, and was fiddling with the latest Vertu phone in her hand.

The temperament is both casual and noble, and the Patek Philippe on the wrist exudes a low-key luster under the light.

Xu Pengyuan said enthusiastically: "Let me introduce you, this is Sun Jiayue from Hengyue Investment, and also my good friend. Jiayue, this is Liu Jing, Brother Liu, whom I mentioned to you several times."

Sun Jiayue quickly stood up straight, bent down and said, "Good afternoon, Brother Liu. It's an honor to meet you."

"Okay, don't be so reserved. Sit down and we'll talk while we eat." Liu Jing waved his hand, his tone relaxed and casual.

"Okay, thank you Brother Liu."

After Sun Jiayue sat down, Xu Pengyuan naturally took the teapot and added tea for them.

After exchanging greetings, we got to know each other.

Soon, the food was served one after another.

During the dinner, Sun Jiayue demonstrated the maturity and wisdom of a working woman and skillfully guided the topic, engaging in discussions around areas of interest to Liu Jing.

As the conversation deepened, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Liu Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at Sun Jiayue, his lips slightly raised: "I heard that you are preparing a technology fund? I am very interested in the semiconductor field."

Sun Jiayue took out the carefully prepared materials from her briefcase and handed them over: "Yes, we mainly focus on hard technology companies in the Pre-IPO stage. This is our investment strategy and past cases."

Liu Jing flipped through the book casually and asked a few questions from time to time.

This made Sun Jiayue even more surprised. The other party not only had the willingness to invest, but also had a certain understanding of the relevant knowledge.

In addition, Xu Pengyuan had a good relationship with the other party, and the three of them got along better and better as they talked, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

Halfway through the meal.

Liu Jing suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "I heard from Pengyuan that you are going to attend the "Investor Night" event in a few days? Are you going to develop fundraising clients?"

"Well, the scale of this event is quite large. The entire Yangtze River Delta has been mobilized. I want to expand my network of contacts." Sun Jiayue answered truthfully.

Liu Jing tapped the table with his fingers, a playful smile on his face: "How about this, I just arrived in Shanghai, and I'm planning to make some friends in the investment circle. I'll go to this event with you, and pretend to be a 'new investment elite'. Haha, I heard about this from Pengyuan, it's quite interesting."

Xu Pengyuan quickly agreed: "That's great! But if you go, Brother Liu, then you are not an imposter, you are definitely a new noble!"

He had heard Zhang Nuo mention before that Sun Jiayue had a high school classmate who would accompany her, and said that the other party was a super handsome guy.

This news made him feel somewhat uncomfortable, which was one of the reasons why he specially arranged this meeting today.

Sun Jiayue's chopsticks paused in mid-air, her expression changing in a complicated manner.

Such high-end gatherings usually require real names, and she only had two invitations, which were applied for in the name of the company.

I had already promised Tang Song that I would take him to experience it.

But now, the opportunity in front of us is obviously more secure. Liu Jing not only has the real intention to invest, but can also bring more resources.

But...it seems a bit too unkind to Tang and Song.

Sun Jiayue considered her words carefully: "It's like this, I have limited invitations on hand, and I promised before..."

"Jia Yue!" Xu Pengyuan touched her knee under the table, his eyes carrying obvious hints.

"Oh?" Liu Jing smiled and said, "Is it inconvenient?"

Facing the gazes of the two, Sun Jiayue struggled for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "It's convenient. I just don't want to trouble Brother Liu."

"Haha, you're welcome. We are all friends. I will also develop in Shanghai in the future." Liu Jing smiled and raised his teacup. "Come on, let's have a drink."

"Thank you, Brother Liu." "Thank you, Brother Liu."

"Ding——" the crisp sound of clinking glasses was heard.

Sun Jiayue took a sip of tea, but Tang Song's eyes, which looked particularly deep in the river breeze, emerged in her mind unconsciously, and she felt inexplicably irritated.

(End of this chapter)