Cinderella's Invitation

Passionate, amazed, jealous, stunned...

Feeling the gazes directed at her, Lin Mu Xue instantly felt extremely pleased.

A slight smile played on his lips, a hint of smug satisfaction in his expression.

In the past few days, she has often experienced this feeling while driving her Porsche 911.

Then, her gaze fell on Tang Song, who was standing there calmly, and a hint of doubt flashed across her face.

Her hair, which hadn't been styled much, looked somewhat messy because it was too long.

Her outfit was so ordinary it was almost tacky, making it hard for her to look at.

Of course, even so, he's still very handsome!

At least in Xiao Xue's heart, Tang Song was absolutely a top-tier god-like face!

After all, they arranged a job for her with an annual salary of one million and even gave her Porsche worth two million.

Calling him "Dad" wouldn't be too much to ask.

Noticing the girl next to him, Lin Mu Xue raised her eyes slightly, a faint fighting spirit emanating from her pupils.

His sharp eyes scanned up and down.

COACH Shoulder Box Bag, 1500 yuan.

Lily's Chinese Style Shirt cost no more than 400 yuan.

The brand of the trousers is not discernible, so they are most likely a few hundred yuan worth of goods.

Her figure and looks are barely acceptable, but she definitely can't compare to her!

Overall, he's a total weakling with a threat level of 5.

Noticing her gaze, Li Ping's lips twitched, and she instantly felt immense pressure.

My feelings are very complicated.

Her natural competitive spirit made her uneasy, but she was also filled with envy and jealousy.

"Bang—" The car door was slammed shut.

Lin Mu Xue raised her chin slightly and strode forward with her long legs.

Her steps were light and graceful, her nude-colored leather shoes clicking on the ground, the sound of her footsteps echoing in the quiet underground parking garage.

His eyes radiated confidence and charm.

She had her own unique way of putting on an act, especially after seeing Tang Song again after half a month.

Emperor Mu Xue, having Great Accomplishment of the Holy Body, is ambitious.

He fantasized about giving the Tang Song a fresh impression.

She thoroughly established her image as a financial elite and a sophisticated urban woman.

After all, that's how she looked when they first met.

Otherwise, you'll always be drawing maps all over the place, looking like a Sprinkler Girl, which is so uncool!

As she drew closer.

A fresh and delicate floral scent, mixed with warm woody notes, wafts over you.

Her delicate and three-dimensional facial features, tall and sexy figure, smooth and delicate skin, and slightly bouncy hair make one's heart race.

Han Xiaoyang pursed his lips and nervously moved to the side.

But his eyes couldn't help but steal glances at the beautiful woman in the Porsche.

He rarely saw this kind of woman in real life, let alone admired her so closely; she seemed to be from a completely different world.

Even with the White Moonlight perspective, he had to admit that she was much prettier than Li Ping.

Especially her aura—a fiercely assertive urban elite woman—is incredibly attractive.

Just as he was lost in thought...

Lin Mu Xue's tall figure stopped in front of Tang Song.

With his hands hanging at his sides, he wore a beautiful smile.

A deep and distinctive voice rang out. "Tang Song, good evening, you've arrived."

On the surface, she tries her best to maintain an elegant and intellectual persona.

Lin Mu Xue, however, was inwardly screaming with ecstasy, "Tang Song! Hurry up and praise me! The Emperor Mu Xue is here to conquer you! Hahaha!"

Hearing the words coming out of the other person's mouth.

Li Ping and Han Xiaoyang, who were standing next to Tang Song, were both stunned and looked at him in surprise.

Some didn't react in time.

"Good evening." Tang Song exhaled, his tone somewhat somber.

Lin Mu Xue's heart skipped a beat. She took half a step forward and asked nervously, "Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?"

In her memory, Tang Song was always full of energy and radiant.

But at this moment he seemed somewhat tired and listless.

Tang Song shook his head gently, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired, I'll be fine after a rest."

After finishing lunch and having just cleared the "Study God" level, he was really feeling a bit listless.

Lin Mu Xue quickly said, "Then you should get in the car and rest."

Hearing their conversation, Li Ping's eyes widened instantly.

He finally realized that this woman was the friend he had mentioned who had come to pick him up.

Moreover, judging from the other party's words and actions, the relationship between the two seems to be more than just ordinary.

At least this woman cares about him a lot.

But no matter how you look at it, they don't seem to be from the same world.

Driving Porsche 911, wearing Chanel, sporting an expensive watch, and exuding a strong aristocratic air.

She looks like a typical socialite Bai Fumei.

Their style is completely the opposite of that of the Tang and Tang Song.

Tang Song smiled, reached out and patted Han Xiaoyang on the shoulder, "This is my high school classmate Han Xiaoyang. We'll take him back to school first, and then we'll go to the mall."

Lin Mu Xue quickly replied, "Okay, I understand."

Han Xiaoyang suddenly shuddered, snapping out of his daze.

He stammered, "Th-thank you... um, is Tang Song your friend?"

"Yes, her name is Lin Mu Xue, you can just call her Xiao Xue."

"Hello, Brother Han!" Lin Mu Xue nodded politely.

"Hello... hello, hello." Hearing her address, Han Xiaoyang blushed and her eyes darted around nervously.

I didn't know where to put my hands.

"This is Li Ping, who is also my high school classmate."

Finally hearing Tang Song's introduction, Lin Mu Xue confidently and elegantly met her gaze, "Hello, Sister Ping."

Li Ping quickly looked away and said in a complicated tone, "Hello."

Having completely suppressed her opponent, Lin Mu Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, a faint look of smug satisfaction on her face.

"Let's get in the car."

"Um."

Taking the umbrella from Tang Song and gently tugging at his arm, Lin Mu Xue quickly opened the passenger door of the 911.

"Tang Song, you sit here. Brother Han, you can get into the back from the driver's seat. It's a bit cramped, please excuse the space."

"It's alright, it's alright." Han Xiaoyang quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm rather thin, it'll be fine. Pingping, we'll be going now, it's raining heavily on the road, drive carefully, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye," Li Ping said absentmindedly in a low voice.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Song got into the passenger seat of the Porsche, and Lin Mu Xue gently closed the car door, behaving very attentively, almost like a secretary or assistant.

Li Ping, who witnessed this scene firsthand, had an extremely complicated expression.

He tried hard to recall his behavior since meeting Tang Song.

The most striking impression is undoubtedly his outstanding physique and appearance; apart from that, there doesn't seem to be anything particularly special about him.

With the roar of the engine, the Porsche 911 slowly drove away.

The elegant body lines appear and disappear amidst the interplay of light and shadow, exuding a cold metallic luster, like a flowing painting.

"Brother Han, which school are you going to?"

"Teachers' University, that is, Yan City Normal University. Just drop me off at the South Gate. Cars from outside have to register to enter the school, which is inconvenient."

"Okay." Lin Mu Xue stepped on the gas and drove out of the underground parking garage.

"Pat-pat-pat—"

Raindrops hit the car body, making a dull noise.

Han Xiaoyang, sitting in the back, reached out and touched the luxurious interior around him.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman in the driver's seat, and then at Tang Song resting with his eyes closed.

He hesitated several times before speaking.

My mind is full of question marks.

The car drove through the streets of Yancheng shrouded in rain and mist, slowly approaching the South Gate of the Teachers' University.

Han Xiaoyang picked up the umbrella and said nervously, "Just pull over to the side of the road ahead. Thank you for making the trip for me."

Tang Song opened his eyes, Wei Xiao, and said, "Don't be so polite. You treated me to lunch. I'll treat you next time."

"Okay, sure."

Before getting out of the car, Han Xiaoyang looked at the quiet Lin Mu Xue and couldn't help but ask, "Tang Song, how did you and Xiao Xue... meet?"

He felt that if he didn't ask, he would probably have trouble sleeping that night.

Such a stunningly beautiful woman, who drives a sports car, actually became Tang Song's friend and treated him exceptionally well.

As a seasoned simp and pursuer, Han Xiaoyang even had a vague feeling that Lin Mu Xue was somewhat simply pursuing Tang Song.

Hearing his question, Tang Song blinked and replied truthfully, "I took the initiative to strike up a conversation and asked for her WeChat."

"Uh... really..." Han Xiaoyang's lips twitched.

Is it really that simple?

Lin Mu Xue, sitting in the driver's seat, pulled the car over to the side of the road, her gaze slightly dazed.

This incident is the deepest wound in her heart, and every time she thinks about it, she feels like slapping herself.

I deliberately ignored his advances at the time.

Later, after learning about Zhao Yachian's trust benefits and seeing his Bentley, she immediately changed her attitude.

With Tang Song's intelligence and emotional intelligence, he could definitely see through her little scheme.

Biting her lower lip, Lin Mu Xue said casually, "Hehe, it's my honor. In fact, I'm currently Tang Song's assistant, and I cherish this connection."

"Assistant!?" Han Xiaoyang's mind was buzzing.

"Okay." Lin Mu Xue opened the driver's door, moved the seat forward, and said, "Brother Han, we've arrived."

Han Xiaoyang said "Oh," and didn't even know how he got off the bus.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing on the roadside with his umbrella, and he could hear Tang Song and Lin Mu Xue saying goodbye.

"Bye-Bye."

He replied instinctively, watching the car slowly drive away.

In the quiet car.

Lin Mu Xue asked softly, "Tang Song, if you're very tired, why don't I drive you back to the apartment? You can come to my place and get some sleep first."

"It's okay." Tang Song turned his head to look at her. "You can drive directly to Starjoy City. I'll just lean against it and take a nap."

It takes more than 20 minutes to get from here to Starjoy City in the city center.

With the [Male God Halo (LV4)] around, he could totally take a nap.

"Alright then." A look of disappointment flashed in Lin Mu Xue's eyes.

She took the initiative to invite Tang Song to her apartment, her purpose was clear, but unfortunately she was still rejected.

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Playing ball is not easy, Xiao Xue sighed.

I turned the steering wheel and the car slowly drove onto the main road.

Lin Mu Xue lightly pressed the accelerator and felt a warm, smooth sensation sliding up and down her thigh.

Then, his warm hand slowly opened and grasped her straight, fair thigh.

She lowered her head slightly, a blush of joy and shyness rising on her cheeks.

"Focus on driving, I'm going to sleep."

Tang Song exhaled and slowly closed his eyes.

Tight skin, elastic lines, and feels as smooth as silk to the touch.

The smooth, slightly cool touch gradually turned into warmth from Xiao Xue's body as the caresses continued.

The contrast between warmth and coolness gave Tang Song a wonderful feeling, allowing him to relax quickly.

The hand on the leg stopped moving at some point.

Lin Mu Xue licked her lips and squeezed her legs together tightly.

The car slowed down, and the temperature inside the car rose.

It's raining outside, and so is Xiao Xue's body.

To her regret, she didn't know she would see Tang Song today, so she didn't take any precautions.

My skirt might get soaked by the rain.

Fortunately, I'm wearing a black dress today, so it shouldn't be too noticeable.

Starjoy City.

When Tang Song opened his eyes, he saw a dimly lit Underground Parking Lot, and the surroundings were quiet.

A refreshing fragrance filled the air, along with the scent of Lin Mu Xue's high-end skincare products.

Tang Song squeezed her thigh hard with his left hand and sat up straight comfortably.

Good sleep quality left him feeling refreshed.

There was a lazy, relaxed feeling in my limbs, as if every cell was being released from its tension.

My mind seemed to have been rebooted; my thoughts became clear and agile, and the previous fatigue and confusion were swept away.

"What time is it?"

"It's exactly two o'clock. Tang Song, how are you feeling?" Lin Mu Xue's voice trembled slightly.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, turned to the side, looked at her pretty face, and smiled, "It feels nice, I like it very much."

"Um..." Lin Mu Xue's lips moved slightly, and she twisted her legs, feigning composure as she asked, "How are you feeling?"

Tang Song chuckled and casually unbuckled his seatbelt.

He leaned forward and forcefully kissed her moist lips.

He inhaled her sweet fragrance and sucked on her without restraint.

Feeling her graceful curves.

A quiet Underground Parking Lot, dimly lit.

Lin Mu Xue leaned back in her chair, held firmly by Tang Song, her eyes glazed over, her High Spirits.

A while later.

Tang Song sat back in the passenger seat, a comfortable smile playing on his lips.

The instance is officially over, and I can finally do whatever I want.

Lin Mu Xue was breathing heavily, her face flushed and hot, but she still pretended to be generous and natural, saying, "It seems you've recovered, you look very energetic."

Tang Song chuckled and patted her leg. "Let's go, Xiao Xue, come with me to buy some things."

After saying that, he pushed open the car door and got out.

Lin Mu Xue quickly pulled out a few sheets of paper from the armrest box and placed them down before hurrying towards the elevator.

The elevator stopped on the first floor of Starjoy City.

Stepping into the opulent mall lobby, Lin Mu Xue asked softly, "What would you like to buy?"

Tang Song stopped in his tracks and said with a smile, "I have a female friend who is 20 years old and still in college. She is going to Second-Generation Rich classmate's birthday party tonight, and I want to give her a beautiful dress. The price doesn't matter."

Lin Mu Xue's eyes flickered, and a strange flutter ran through her heart.

She had a similar experience when she was in college, but she wasn't as lucky as this female college student.

He forced himself to try and fit into the circle, but he was still humiliated and attacked.

After a moment of silence, Lin Mu Xue said, "I see. Do you know your body measurements?"

"Height 170 cm, weight 55 kg, shoulder width 43 cm, chest circumference 84 cm, waist circumference 62 cm..."

Tang Song read aloud the data observed by the "Special Vision".

Lin Mu Xue's expression grew increasingly unnatural.

The fact that Tang Song knows this so clearly shows that he and the other person have a very close relationship, and she is probably his woman.

He said it to her so naturally, and even asked her to help him choose clothes.

I guess... he really doesn't care much about her feelings.

But that makes sense, after all, she was just a casual sex partner.

"I understand. She has a great figure and can easily find clothes that suit her," Lin Mu Xue said softly. "The Chanel boutique just got a new batch of styles that would be perfect for a girl her age."

Seeing the emotions in Lin Mu Xue's eyes, Tang Song chuckled and patted her slender waist. "Then let's go. Also, pick out an outfit for yourself as a gift from me."

Hearing his words, Lin Mu Xue paused for a moment, then her face instantly lit up with a bright smile. "Thank you, Tang Song!"

She can actually afford such luxury items occasionally now, but this one was a gift from Tang Song.

This also means that he cares about his own feelings.

As a graduate student specializing in luxury goods, Lin Mu Xue has an extremely profound understanding of clothing.

They quickly helped Tang Song choose suitable clothes.

And she personally went on stage to demonstrate it to him.

V-neck jacquard dress, color-blocked cashmere shawl/scarf, color-blocked Chanel-style open-back heels, and Double C necklace.

The combination creates a sophisticated, youthful feel without appearing childish, giving off a very ethereal look.

It is indeed very suitable for female college students like Qian Lele.

Subsequently, with Tang Song's approval, Lin Mu Xue took down a set of extremely expensive autumn clothes that she had been eyeing for a long time.

The total cost was 180,000 yuan.

I paid and left the counter.

Lin Mu Xue's face was beaming with a bright smile, and her eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Tang Song.

For her, money was truly the best aphrodisiac.

I really want to have a fierce physical confrontation with Tang Song right now.

Back in the car.

Lin Mu Xue asked, her eyes still moist, "Tang Song, what are we going to do now?"

Tang Song touched his messy hair and laughed, "I'm going to get a haircut."

After using the "Male God's Conditioner", his hair grew very fast.

The newly grown hair is exceptionally dark and robust, and also very resilient, making it easy to style.

Although it's still not dense enough, it looks so much better.

"How about we go directly to Yi Sha Beauty Salon? I know a beautician there who is very skilled."

"Oh? Doesn't Yi Sha Beauty Salon only cater to female customers?"

"Men can also go in, but they can usually only wait in the Rest Area, mainly to make it convenient for men who come with their Partner. However, Qianqian will soon become one of the owners, and I am still Shareholder Member, so I can go directly to the VIP Room."

"OK, let's go then." Tang Song thought for a moment, then suddenly added, "By the way, why don't you arrange another makeup artist for me? The clothes can be left in the private room. I'll bring that friend over this afternoon, and she can do her makeup and change clothes there."

Qian Lele always goes out without makeup.

Such beautiful clothes would look somewhat out of place if worn without makeup.

Since Qian Lele doesn't know how to do makeup, it's better to just arrange it directly.

Tang Song smiled slightly, secretly looking forward to seeing Qian Lele's appearance after changing clothes.

"Okay, I understand," Lin Mu Xue replied, her eyes flickering slightly.

She was genuinely curious about what this college student friend Tang Song mentioned actually looked like.

Glimmer Café.

The bread slowly rose in the oven, emitting an enticing aroma.

The delicate cupcakes gradually took on an enticing color.

After the dessert is finished.

Qian Lele carefully placed the items in the display window at the front desk in batches.

Back in the baking room, I washed my hands.

He whispered, "Sister Zhao, I'll be leaving work promptly at 4 PM today. Is there anything else I need to do?"

Zhao Hongxia said with a smile, "That's all. There were few guests today, so this is enough. You can go now."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Zhao." Qian Lele picked up the book from the shelf and just sat down on the small stool.

My Mobile Phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

I took it out and looked at it.

Ding Yao: "Lele, is it a good time to talk now? I need to talk to you about something."

Qian Lele quickly stood up and hurried to the staff changing room.

I sent Ding Yao a voice message invitation.

The call was connected quickly.

Qian Lele whispered, "Hey, Yaoyao, what's up?"

"Hello Lele, good afternoon. Just a reminder that the birthday party starts at 7:30 pm, so remember to arrive early!"

"Yes, I know."

"You seem a little unhappy?"

"No, no, I... I'm just a little nervous."

"Don't be nervous. Tonight is my special night, and I just wanted to take this opportunity to introduce you to some new friends," Ding Yao comforted her, then asked with some surprise, "I only found out today when I called Zhang Haoyu that you're sharing a room with a guy in the Teacher's Apartment? Really?!"

Qian Lele pursed her lips and softly hummed in agreement.

"Good heavens!" Ding Yao exclaimed, "I thought Zhang Haoyu was joking, but it turns out it's true! Tell me what happened!"

"It's not what you think," Qian Lele quickly explained in a low voice.

"Oh? Is that so..." Ding Yao paused, then suddenly laughed, "We've known each other for almost two years, and this is the first time I've seen you so close to a guy. And judging from your tone just now, it seems like you really Good impression this [Brother Song]!"

"Ah!" Qian Lele's face instantly turned red and hot. "We're friends. Brother Song is a very, very good person. You'll understand once you've met him."

"Hehe, that makes me even more interested." Ding Yao said enthusiastically, "How about this, you invite him over tonight too, and introduce him to me."

"No, no, no, this isn't appropriate."

"So what? Isn't he your good friend? He's my friend, Ding Yao's friend. Besides, there are quite a few people coming to the birthday party, one more won't make a difference. And since you're so nervous and introverted, having a close male friend to talk to will make you feel more at ease."

Upon hearing Ding Yao's words, Lele stared blankly.

It seemed that the thought of Tang Song going with her made her less nervous.

Even if she couldn't fit into other people's circles, she could still chat with Tang Song.

We talked about sketching, Frontend development, fruit tea, coffee, baking...

It's a magical sense of security.

Qian Lele whispered, "But he probably doesn't have time, so let's forget about it."

Putting herself in Tang Song's shoes, she didn't want to put Tang Song in a difficult position.

Ding Yao said somewhat speechlessly, "You didn't even ask, how do you know he's busy? Our Lele is so cute, I'm sure no one would refuse your sincere invitation. Okay, it's settled then, you go ask him first, bye-bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Lele let out a long sigh of relief.

Staring blankly at Tang Song's profile picture on the WeChat chat interface.

I'll go home after get off work and meet him; that'll probably be when Brother Song officially leaves.

Memories of the past two weeks Didi through my mind.

Without realizing it, I clicked on Tang Song's profile picture and typed a message intermittently. "Brother Song, are you free tonight? It's about my classmate's birthday party."

"Thump thump—" Qian Lele seemed to hear her own heartbeat.

A surge of heat rushed to my head.

Qian Lele pressed the "Send" button forcefully.

Looking at the words on the green bubble, my mouth went dry.

I felt that these words were even harder to say than asking my family for money.