"Haha, alright then, let’s get together sometime." Lin Muxue shook her head and walked gracefully to the side of the Porsche 911, elegantly holding the door handle.
The headlights flashed, and the car unlocked.
Then, she took out a pair of flat shoes from the front trunk and swapped out her high heels.
Under the lights, her full hips and slender waist outlined an unbelievably alluring curve.
The exposed section of her calf was fair and slender, emitting a subtle glow.
With the Porsche 911, she attracted numerous intense gazes.
Hou Shaoyuan, standing next to Shen Yuyan, took a deep breath, unable to suppress the restlessness in his heart.
He proactively said, "Muxue, it’s a pleasure to know such an outstanding friend like you. Would it be convenient to add you on WeChat? When you all gather again, you can include me."
Lin Muxue raised her eyebrows, glanced at him with a smile in her eyes, "You can ask Yuyan for my WeChat contact later."
She was emotionally intelligent enough to see that Hou Shaoyuan had an interest in Shen Yuyan; after all, the two were partners.
Yet now, under her Charm, he directly went against that.
After speaking, she opened the car door and sat inside.
Leaving Hou Shaoyuan with a face full of awkwardness.
"Rumble—" The matrix-style headlights lit up.
The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was heard as the Porsche 911 slowly drove out of the parking lot.
Inside the car, dynamic pop music floated around.
Lin Muxue held the steering wheel, her gaze growing increasingly bright and confident.
Actually, while acquiring many things, there were moments when a wordless panic would occasionally touch her heart.
Unlike her, who came from a specialized background and had worked as a wild model and receptionist—the "fake socialite."
People like Xie Shuyu and Shen Yuyan, who were excellent independent women starting their own businesses, had real abilities.
Their true capabilities were definitely much stronger than hers.
She feared the day her position would be replaced by others, especially since she wasn’t Tang Song’s girlfriend.
The more she gained, the more she feared.
That’s why she was eager to suppress Shen Yuyan.
Besides the hormones generated from bragging, it was also about boosting her sense of security and confidence.
She let out a long sigh and gently pressed on the accelerator.
Listening to the sound of the engine roaring, allowing herself to indulge in the thrill of the moment
North City Garden Community.
"Yuyan, you don’t seem in a good state now, is there something wrong?"
"Maybe it’s because I drank some wine on an empty stomach tonight. It’s nothing serious, just need some rest."
"Do you want me to buy some medicine for you..."
Shen Yuyan smiled and shook her head gently, "No need, I have stomach medicine at home. Goodbye, take care on the way back."
After saying that, she turned and walked into the building entrance.
Standing in the empty elevator, Shen Yuyan’s gaze dropped slightly, her lips pressed tightly together.
Thinking about the scenes from today, a strong sense of frustration and disappointment surged in her heart.
Having stepped into traps set by Win-win Technology, everywhere she was restricted, and the expansion of new clients was extremely challenging, with an unclear future.
Meanwhile, Guo Liuyuan’s Mortals had already simultaneously started shooting five short dramas, progressing rapidly.
Today she was also stimulated by Lin Muxue.
She felt completely overwhelmed.
"Ding—" The elevator door opened slowly.
Shen Yuyan stood in the hallway, dazed for quite a while, suddenly taking out her phone from her bag and opening WeChat.
She scrolled for a while and opened Tang Song’s chat.
After some thought, she messaged: "Tang Song, are you still busy lately? Being busy for a long time must be frustrating, right? If there are any unhappy things, feel free to share them with me, even if it’s just venting. (#Cute)"
After sending the message, Shen Yuyan laughed self-deprecatingly, muttering softly, "bootlicker!"
Her lips turned slightly downward, biting them forcibly, eyes wide open.
So she wouldn’t let the tears fall.
"Hoo—" she exhaled, took out her keys, and opened the door.
She swapped into slippers, proceeded into the living room, and plopped down on the sofa, lazily leaning back.
Staring at the ceiling in a daze.
"Dingdong—" Suddenly, a WeChat notification sounded.
Shen Yuyan jerked, immediately sat up, and took out her phone.
[Tang Song: "Finished being busy now. Mainly dealing with company affairs these days. Nothing particularly unhappy, but there is indeed something I want your advice on."]
Shen Yuyan’s lips trembled slightly, gripping her phone tightly.
He replied to my message so quickly!? And with so many words!
She clicked the input box and swiftly replied: "Hey! You’re finally done being busy. You want my advice? Then I must perform well to be of help to you! (#Effort)"
Then, she sent a sticker.
Shen Yuyan’s face gradually turned rosy.
Now he’s starting to engage with me again, isn’t he?
No matter what, Tang Song has never really turned against her.
At most, his replies on WeChat just tend to be slower, with fewer words.
Yet they are still friends, and there’s the added connection of being alumni.
Compared to outside capitalists who devour without remorse and those mocking, snobbish women, Tang Song seemed quite adorable.
Shen Yuyan was self-regulating this way for a while.
The heart originally "wounded" by Tang Song’s cold shoulder was revitalized.
[Tang Song: "I’m planning to visit my hometown in a few days, bringing some gifts for my parents, any recommendations?"]
Shen Yuyan exclaimed softly, immediately replying: "That’s such an important thing! I must think carefully. How old are your parents, and what are their hobbies?"
"Tap-tap-tap—" In the quiet living room, the sound of fingers tapping the screen kept ringing.
Watching Tang Song’s replies one after another, Shen Yuyan felt ecstatic.