Sheer and Breathable, Easy to Tear

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The Mobile Phone on the table vibrated.

He Liting, who was editing a video, opened WeChat and glanced at it, a surprised expression on her face.

Qianqian: "Transfer of 5200.00 yuan, please accept payment."

Qianqian: "Tingzi, I just calculated it. I owe you a total of 4,500 yuan. The extra money is interest, hehe. Love you, muah!"

He Liting raised her eyebrows and replied, "Where did you get so much money? Did you ask Tang Song for it?"

Zhao Yachian has been in Yancheng for more than eight months, and she has always been in a situation where she can't make ends meet.

Since the two were related and lived together, he naturally lent her a lot of money.

The total amount, whether intermittently added up, was indeed over four thousand, but she hadn't calculated it in detail.

Qianqian: "My living expenses have arrived. I just signed the Trust Agreement this afternoon."

Upon seeing this message, He Liting's heart pounded wildly.

This means the promise has been kept!

That was so efficient! Mr. Tang, you did a great job!

He quickly typed back, "How much? How long does it last?"

"Buzzing—"

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Qianqian: "The duration is indefinite. Even if I pass away, this trust can be inherited."

Upon opening the picture, He Liting's eyes widened suddenly, and her hand holding the Mobile Phone trembled slightly.

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Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

That really is a million-dollar annual salary! And it's for life!

What kind of boyfriend is this? Mr. Tang to be honored at the Imperial Ancestral Temple!

From now on, I'll be carried by Qianqian, and maybe in a while I'll be able to carry Carryall myself.

Qianqian, my Tingzi will be counting on you from now on!

He Liting picked up her cup, took a big gulp of water, and accepted the transfer of 5,200 yuan.

She replied excitedly, "A million-dollar annual salary! My dear sister, we have to move! That tiny two-bedroom apartment is no match for your net worth! Let's move to a luxury apartment next to our company, with hotel-style management and all kinds of entertainment facilities."

Just as she was lost in thought, her Mobile Phone vibrated again.

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Qianqian: "I'll let you in on a secret, this is my monthly salary. Brother Song arranged a monthly profit-sharing cycle for me."

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"Thud—" He Liting's Mobile Phone slammed onto the table, her whole body trembling.

Ignoring the curious stares of her colleagues, she replied with a tense expression, "Are you kidding me?"

Qianqian: "I'm not going home tonight. I'm going to eat bananas at the big apartment (#sexy). I'll show you the detailed Trust Agreement tomorrow. You'll be absolutely amazed."

He Liting took a deep breath. Based on her understanding of her cousin, this matter should be absolutely true.

Annual Salary of 14 Million! Even if you can only receive that for one year, that's enough to achieve financial freedom!

My younger cousin, whom I've known since childhood, comes from a family in debt. After graduating from high school, she went out to work as a struggling beautician.

In the blink of an eye, he became a millionaire.

In an instant, my mind went blank and my thoughts became scattered; the world before my eyes became blurry.

"Comrades, I have something to attend to today, so I'll be leaving now. Bye-bye." A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Tang Song walked over from the direction of the office, paused in the office area, and greeted his colleagues.

"Goodbye, Mr. Tang ~"

"Bye-Bye."

Goodbye, Mr. Tang.

He Liting stiffly raised her head and looked at the handsome and tall Mr. Tang.

I felt as if he was covered in a golden halo, radiating positive energy without restraint.

He Liting felt weak all over and her waist was slightly bent.

Ting has drifted through half her life, only regretting that she has not met a wise ruler. Mr. Tang does not abandon her, Ting is willing to become his Godfather!

"Bye-bye, Dad ~"

Yanjing Huating.

"Xiao Xue, you have so many clothes! They're all so pretty!"

"Wow, so many business suits! No wonder you're a finance professional! I'll buy more clothes like these in the future. Can you help me pick them out?"

Zhao Yachian looked at the various beautiful clothes in the master bedroom's wardrobe and felt very envious.

Most of her clothes in her closet are summer clothes from high school, which look childish now.

I only have one or two dresses that I can show off.

I've never worn clothes like this before, which have a more professional feel.

Lin Mu Xue pursed her lips, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

These clothes were all painstakingly saved up by her, and most of them were only from second-tier brands.

There aren't many truly luxurious items; some accessories and bags are even secondhand.

Therefore, she has never invited her colleagues to her home and has deliberately kept her distance from them.

Looking at her beautician friend's eager face, she forced a smile and said, "Qianqian, how about I help you pick out an outfit to try on?"

Zhao Yachian's eyes immediately lit up. "Is that okay?"

"Of course, no problem. Although you are a bit taller than me, I happen to have a few clothes that are a size larger, so you should be able to wear them." Lin Mu Xue nodded.

Since you've already made up your mind to befriend Zhao Yachian, then be generous; you can even sacrifice your precious clothes.

"Thank you, Xiao Xue, mua~" Zhao Yachian excitedly hugged Lin Mu Xue and kissed her on the cheek.

Lin Mu Xue smiled and began rummaging through the wardrobe on her own.

She quickly picked out a set of her usual office outfit and put it on the bed.

After spreading out the clothes, she smiled and reached out, saying, "Try it on, darling."

Looking at the outfit with its excellent quality and cut, Zhao Yachian nodded excitedly and said, "Okay!"

She drew the curtains, took off her white dress, and began to carefully put it on.

Sheer black stockings, black pencil skirt, white shirt.

Zhao Yachian was dressed neatly and checked herself out. It was a little tight, but still fit well.

She got up, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at herself with a surprised expression.

While looking in the mirror, she grinned and said, "Wow! I really look like a female office worker! Xiao Xue, your clothes are of such good quality. I've never worn such comfortable stockings before."

This was the first time she had worn this kind of clothing, and it looked really fresh to her.

Her wine glass-like legs are especially long and beautiful, making her look tall, sexy, and both innocent and alluring.

Lin Mu Xue explained, "These are Balenciaga stockings, which cost 1800 yuan a pair at the department store."

"That's so expensive!" Zhao Yachian stuck out her tongue. "What about the shirt and skirt?"

Lin Mu Xue forced a smile. "Both of these are Prada, and they only cost a little over ten thousand yuan together. With your financial means, you could change them every day without repeating a single one."

This guy earns 39,000 yuan a day, which is really enviable.

Just as Zhao Yachian was about to say something, her Mobile Phone suddenly rang.

Tang Song

She quickly answered the phone and said Tian Tian, "Hello, Brother Song, I'm here."

"Ah! You're off work? No, no, no, I'm not at Vast Sky Garden, I'm at Yan Jing Hua Ting Residential Area now."

"Sorry, Brother Song, I forgot to tell you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you here! Drive carefully on the road."

I hung up the phone.

Zhao Yachian explained with a smile, "My boyfriend thought I was at home, so he drove several kilometers towards Vast Sky Garden. Now he's turning back to pick me up."

Lin Mu Xue nodded and asked, "By the way, Qianqian, your boyfriend is so rich, he must live in Building 1 of Yanjing Sky City, right?"

"Yes, it's a large single-level apartment. The house is huge, and we have to hire the property management's housekeeping service to clean it."

Lin Mu Xue was so envious she felt jealous. If she had a boyfriend like that, she would definitely stay at his house and film all sorts of beautiful videos every day.

However, given Zhao Yachian's current situation, if she perseveres for a few years, she will be able to afford a large apartment.

As I think about it, tears are about to well up again.

Zhao Yachian put down her Mobile Phone, looked at the dress on her bed, and then at the sexy OL uniform she was wearing.

Thinking about Tang Song, whom she was about to meet, she suddenly felt a little hot and whispered, "Xiao Xue, um... could I borrow this outfit of yours to wear? I want to give my boyfriend a surprise."

Brother Song has never seen himself wearing clothes like this before, so he'll definitely like it.

I received so many surprises today, so as his girlfriend, I should reciprocate.

Lin Mu Xue paused for a moment, then readily nodded and said, "Of course, just return it to me when you have time."

Based on her usual temperament, she would never lend out her clothes, especially clothes she wears frequently.

But since she's now a wealthy and powerful woman, she has to make sacrifices to get a return on her investment.

"Thank you, Xiao Xue!" Zhao Yachian stretched out her arms and hugged her tightly, saying happily, "How about we go shopping together this weekend when we're both free? I'll get you a gift!"

Xiao Xue helped me make choices before, accompanied me to sign the trust agreement, and now she's even lending me her beautiful clothes. I have to show my appreciation.

Previously, she could only say things like "I'll do this and that when I get rich," but now she can guarantee it directly.

And those previous promises also need to be fulfilled.

I'm treating my classmates and friends to a big meal, and I'm also taking my cousin to a five-star hotel for a treat.

With savings exceeding one million and a considerable fortune, Beauty Zhao was eager to fulfill her promise.

Lin Mu Xue smiled and took her arm, saying, "We're good friends, no need to be so polite."

"Xiao Xue, you're so kind!" Zhao Yachian was a little touched, feeling that this friend was really good to her.

The two then chatted about fashion and skincare.

Zhao Yachian checked the time, stood up and said, "I have to go downstairs. My boyfriend should be here soon. I'll go wait for him by the roadside."

"Let's go down together." Lin Mu Xue affectionately took her arm.

She Mr. Tang, a 25-year-old tycoon with a $100 million Trust Fund and frighteningly generous maintenance fees.

Even a single beneficiary signing a contract can lead to encounters with Financial Circle tycoons who know their chairman.

Such a person is certainly not Mo Mo; he might be the second generation of a prominent family.

If we are lucky enough to get to know them, they might be of great help someday.

Pack your things, close the door, and change your shoes.

The elevator was clean and bright.

Looking at Xiao Xue, who was graceful and elegant beside her, Zhao Yachian subconsciously straightened up and imitated her.

Her figure has never been very good, and even when she wears an office uniform, she still doesn't look like an office worker.

Looking in the full-length mirror in the elevator, I saw that I was indeed much better.

Hehe, I hope Brother Song will like it when he sees it, and it would be best if he could just pounce on me and hug me.

I walked out of the east gate along the clean stone-paved road of the community.

A barrage of intense gazes converged upon them.

Both girls are Tall and Long Legs, and beautiful.

One was wearing a black silk shirt, and the other was wearing a sparkly suspender skirt. Standing together, they created a 1+2 effect, attracting the attention of all the men and women who passed by.

A young man who thought he was quite attractive secretly wanted to go up and strike up a conversation.

However, upon closer inspection, it became apparent that both women were quite tall, making it difficult to keep up with their height.

He had no choice but to turn around and leave dejectedly.

Standing on the curb, looking at the bustling street scene around her, Zhao Yachian's eyes Jing Jing.

"Xiao Xue, what do you think about me renting an apartment in this neighborhood? We can keep each other company."

Lin Mu Xue was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Of course, but this neighborhood is mostly inhabited by wealthy people, and very few properties are rented out. It's a matter of luck."

The landlord's son is getting married and they're currently wondering where to move.

"I see." Zhao Yachian sighed with some regret.

Lin Mu Xue thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Qianqian, you could actually consider buying one. The price here is only around 30,000 yuan per square meter. A 130-square-meter three-bedroom apartment would cost about 4 million yuan, and even one in a good location wouldn't exceed 5 million yuan. You could afford it if you saved up for half a year."

Zhao Yachian's heart skipped a beat; she was somewhat tempted.

Owning her own house was something she had always dreamed of.

My family used to own an apartment in town, but my mother was scammed and had to sell it to pay off debts.

Now that I have this condition, it's definitely worth considering buying a house of my own.

After a while, Zhao Yachian whispered, "Let me think about it some more. 4 million, that's a lot of money."

Having just become wealthy, she hadn't yet adjusted her mindset, and the thought of spending so much money made her somewhat apprehensive.

"Ding-dong—" My Mobile Phone vibrated.

Zhao Yachian picked it up and looked at it. Her face immediately lit up with a smile, and she replied via voice message, "Brother Song, I'm by the roadside at the east gate of the community. You'll see me when you come over."

After sending the message, Zhao Yachian turned around and smiled, "Xiao Xue, my boyfriend will be here soon."

Lin Mu Xue hummed in agreement, then frowned slightly as she thought of the "Brother Song" and the "Mr. Tang" she had mentioned.

The combination of these two words made her feel strange.

Unable to resist her curiosity, she asked, "By the way, Qianqian, what's your boyfriend's name?"

Zhao Yachian said Tian Tian, "Tang Song, the Tang Song of Tang, Tang Song, Ming and Qing."

"Tang Song..." Lin Mu Xue's expression gradually froze.

A boy with the same name "Tang Song" popped into my mind, and I also remembered his cold and handsome figure on stage, like a solitary peak.

His gaze momentarily lost focus, but he quickly returned to normal.

She had seen his complete makeover journey on Little Red Book and glimpsed his true standard of living from the photos.

This programmer is highly efficient and excellent, but not particularly wealthy.

They are far from being like the big shots who own Family Trust and live in large apartments.

With a sigh, Lin Mu Xue gathered her scattered thoughts.

If it were her college days, she would definitely like this kind of guy: down-to-earth, ambitious, capable, and good-looking.

However, after experiencing a series of events, her gradually rising vanity made it difficult for her to be the same as before.

Raise your head and look ahead.

Out of the corner of my eye, a bright white appeared, like a snow-capped mountain under the moonlight, pure white and dazzling.

Lin Mu Xue's eyes lit up, and she immediately looked in that direction.

Immediately afterwards, a Bentley slowly drove up from the intersection, like a piece of pure white jade inlaid in the bustling city street scene.

The car's lines are smooth and elegant, as exquisite as a work of art, with every detail exuding a captivating charm.

In the evening sunlight, the Bentley emblem on the hood gleamed, like a jewel in a crown, dazzling and radiant.

Lin Mu Xue, a senior graduate student in luxury goods, quickly made an accurate judgment.

Bentley Continental GT, top-of-the-line version! Two-door coupe, priced at 4 million!

Undoubtedly a top-tier luxury car!

Lin Mu Xue licked her lips, her eyes filled with burning desire and longing.

She once shared a 4.0T base model car with other people at a car dealership in Hang City. She took many photos and even test drove it, leaving a very deep impression on her.

As the vehicle slowly approached, its smooth, mirror-like paint reflected the surrounding street scene, creating a mesmerizingly beautiful scene.

The Bentley Continental, with its right turn signal on, slowly approached her, making a soft creaking sound as the wheels rubbed against the pavement.

Through the windshield, you could vaguely see a young man inside; he seemed somewhat familiar.

"Screech—" The sound of brakes rang out, and the vehicle came to a stop beside her.

"Click—" The car door was pushed open.

A handsome and upright figure suddenly appeared on the bustling street, becoming a striking sight.

A crisp white shirt, tousled hair ruffled by the breeze, handsome features, a well-proportioned and slender figure, a gleaming Patek Philippe on his wrist, and Continental GT reflecting the surrounding scenery...

What I see before me is like a meticulously crafted painting, stirring my heartstrings.

"Thump—thump—"

Lin Mu Xue could clearly hear her own heartbeat, and her mind was almost unable to think.

The background blurred infinitely, and her feet moved forward unconsciously, as if she wanted to get closer to him.

"Brother Song!"

"Tap tap tap—" Zhao Yachian ran over and hugged him tightly, kissing him with her hot lips.

The world was silent, Lin Mu Xue stood still.

As if it had taken root in the ground, it could no longer move.

Her hands hung at her sides, half-open and half-closed, her body stiff and her muscles tense.

It felt as if a hand was choking me, making it hard to breathe.

Their lips parted slowly.

Zhao Yachian's eyes were full of tenderness and affection. "Brother Song, thank you for everything you've done for me. I won't let you down either."

Feeling her supple waist, Tang Song smiled gently. "Keep it up, beautician friend!"

Upon hearing the familiar words, Zhao Yachian burst out laughing.

The love in her eyes seemed to overwhelm him, and she couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek again.

Her height, combined with her high heels, even made her slightly taller than Tang Song, making it exceptionally convenient for them to kiss.

Tang Song patted her thin back, looked at the Xiao Xue on the roadside, and smiled and nodded at her.

Xiao Xue's outfit was still on point today, with exquisite heavy makeup and a gorgeous short skirt, making her look sexy and beautiful.

Then, somewhat surprised, he asked, "Qianqian, how do you know Lin Mu Xue?"

Zhao Yachian froze, her mouth slightly agape. "Brother Song, you know Xiao Xue?"

"Well, I guess you could say we know each other." Tang Song nodded slightly.

Tang Song was initially very interested in Xiao Xue, whom he had a special connection with, and their several chance encounters were quite interesting.

Plus, I bumped into her during Luck Buff, which is why I took the initiative to add her on WeChat.

However, although the other party accepted the friend request, they also locked the Moments.

Even in the briefest exchange, they were very cold.

Tang Song gave up their desire to investigate and never made contact again.

"What a coincidence!" Zhao Yachian said with a smile, "Xiao Xue is a member of our beauty salon and takes great care of me. We are very good friends. She even accompanied me to the signing ceremony today and was the witness I invited."

"Oh?" Tang Song blinked in surprise, a strange feeling creeping into his heart.

It seems I really have a connection with her; we run into each other every now and then, and now I've become good friends with Qianqian.

Standing by the roadside, Lin Mu Xue felt icy cold all over and her heart was filled with inexplicable Palpitating.

Her arm moved unconsciously, and she opened her mouth, uttering incoherently, "Good afternoon... I didn't expect it to be your... Qianqian's... boyfriend, what a coincidence."

She didn't know what she was saying; she felt that the part of her brain that controlled language was malfunctioning, and she was rambling incoherently.

Zhao Yachian asked with concern, "Xiao Xue, are you alright?"

"Oh, um." Lin Mu Xue gave a stiff smile. "It's nothing."

"You don't look too well. Why don't you go home and rest?" Zhao Yachian said sincerely. "Xiao Xue, thank you for today. Let's get together again sometime."

"Good."

"Bye-Bye."

Tang Song nodded to her, turned and got into the driver's seat, then casually closed the car door.

Zhao Yachian waved to Lin Mu Xue through the car window. The white Bentley slowly merged into the traffic and gradually disappeared around the street corner in the evening glow.

Lin Mu Xue's gaze lingered, her face pale, and her lips tightly pressed together.

After a while, she slowly walked towards the gate of the residential area, her steps unsteady and she could hardly stand.

Inside the quiet carriage.

Tang Song turned to the side and looked at the beautician who had changed her style.

The close-fitting shirt accentuated her rounded curves, while the high-quality stockings subtly revealed the delicate, full glow of her flesh.

Although she was dressed very formally and professionally, her sexy and alluring body and beautiful face made her look extremely erotic.

Especially the plump, bouncy, and smooth thighs under the stockings are incredibly alluring.

This made Tang Song eager to get involved and immediately put their arms around each other.

As I was thinking, my right hand moved to the passenger seat.

The perfect feel thrilled him, and he couldn't help but press his fingers together, letting them wander.

Zhao Yachian made a few "humming" sounds, not daring to resist at all.

She bit her lip and whispered, "Brother Song, this outfit I'm wearing belongs to Xiao Xue. It wouldn't be good if it got ruined."

Tang Song paused with his right hand. No wonder this outfit looked familiar; it turned out to be one that Lin Mu Xue had worn.

I thought back carefully to that chance encounter on the street leading to Yunxi Building. (Chapter 146)

Goodness! This scene is giving off a bit of a "Pinru's clothes" vibe.

Looking at the thin and breathable stockings, they should be easy to tear.

Tang Song, his mouth dry, said, "It's alright, just compensate her with double the price!"