Chapter 182: Chapter 162: [Secretary Jin’s Dream Fragments] Chapter 182: Chapter 162: [Secretary Jin’s Dream Fragments] Hearing Zhao Yaqian’s words, Tang Song replied gently with a smile, “So you’ve decided, huh? Do you still want to hear other options?”
“Ah, that…,” Zhao Yaqian’s face fell as she whispered softly, “Brother Song, you… you aren’t testing me, are you?”
She did show some self-awareness, knowing she wasn’t cut out for academics and not very sharp, struggling to achieve much at work.
Her efforts to learn beauty techniques were solely to make a living and secure a place for herself in society.
At this stage, her greatest aim was to earn some money with her own skills to pay off her debts.
A distant goal might be to help her family repay their debts within her means.
At 19, stepping into society, her biggest dream was to not worry about food and drink, to sleep till she naturally woke up, and to buy whatever she wanted.
Tang Song’s first option had her overjoyed to the point of losing control of her emotions, accidentally blurting out her true thoughts.
Now she was worried this might be her boyfriend testing her.
“Of course not, I’m not that malicious,” Tang Song shook his head gently, “I just want you to get better and better, to choose the life and future you like.”
Hearing this, Zhao Yaqian bit her lip as tears started “plop plop” falling, her emotion flowing freely.
With a “thud,” she stood up from her seat, walked around the dining table, and threw herself into Tang Song’s arms, “Brother Song, why are you so good to me?”
Tang Song wiped the tears from her face, holding her tender body, and said, “Alright, now listen to the second option.”
“Mmm, tell me,” Zhao Yaqian quickly lifted her head, her doe eyes eagerly gazing at him.
“It will also provide you with ample material support; moreover, it will cultivate your personal charm, and involve some planning for you, like aesthetic sense, clothing style, makeup, physique, life skills, etc., requiring a certain amount of time and energy from you.”
Zhao Yaqian blinked, a bit puzzled, feeling this option was not much different from the first, only with a few more requirements.
Seeing her expression, Tang Song explained, “Of course, this option provides you with more material benefits than the first one.”
According to the notes below the system, the first choice ‘Glamorous Vase’ seemed more like pure romantic support; just give her money to spend, and Zhao Yaqian wouldn’t have to contribute much.
But the next two [Golden Canary] options would bring her more in return, such as support in her personal charm and career, in return for her efforts.
Zhao Yaqian nodded blankly, indicating she kind of understood.
“The third choice, building on the second, I would also help you develop a career of your own, exploit your potential as best as possible, making you even better. Similarly, you’ll receive more material support and invest more energy,” he explained.
Zhao Yaqian bit her lip, her eyes seemingly dripping with sweetness.
Although Tang Song presented three options, three words resounded in her ears: “I’ll support you!”
Tang Song stroked her smooth long legs, kissed her face and said, “Of course, if you have other thoughts too, you can tell me; your personal desires are fully respected.”
He felt indebted to the beautician emotionally and could only try to make up for it in other ways.
“No, no, I think all three choices are good,” Zhao Yaqian blushed, feeling too materialistic, “Brother Song, I’ll listen to you, whatever you suggest, I’m okay with.”
“Think about it carefully, there’s no need to rush into a decision,” Tang Song felt her heartbeat and smiled, “We can watch a movie and eat some snacks later.”
“All right, Brother Song! I’m going to take a shower first, and get myself ready,” Zhao Yaqian kissed him on the face and headed towards the bedroom.
She was too tired last night to take a shower and worried about any possible body odor.
Pushing open the bathroom door, the large space and luxurious decoration again dazzled her.
True to a mansion, the bathroom was larger than the living room of the apartment she rented with Ting.
A row of stylish high-end gray sinks, each with three faucets misplaced atop them.
The entire space was lit by soft light strips.
A separate shower area hid all the plumbing except for the switches and shower heads.
Next to a window, there was also an egg-shaped bathtub, enormous and gorgeous.
Zhao Yaqian’s eyes sparkled as she studied for a while, finally figuring out how to use it.
She filled it with water at a comfortable temperature and added some high-end bubble bath, stripped down placing her clothes in the cabinet, setting her phone on the nearby holder.
She extended one long leg to test the water, then her bare body slipped into the tub like a mermaid.
She sat down, gently moved her limbs, creating refreshing and fragrant bubbles with every movement.
Turning on the massage function, she comfortably lay back, quickly relaxing.
A look of excitement and joy appeared on Zhao Yaqian’s face.
She couldn’t understand how Tang Song, a somewhat ordinary coder friend, had gradually become the prince charming she had always dreamt of.
Tall, handsome, rich, gentle, and willing to take care of her.
It felt almost like a dream.
She picked up her phone, noticing several unread messages.
[Ting: “Qianqian, are you coming back tonight?”]
[Ting: “I understand, stay safe, and call me if you need anything.”]
Thinking of those three options, Zhao Yaqian shifted her body up a bit and called Ting back.
As her best friend and distant cousin, they shared the closest bond.