Transform, Qian Lele!

Yi Sha Beauty Salon.

Tang Song sat lazily in a black leather barber chair.

The hairdresser leaned slightly forward and carefully trimmed his eyebrows.

Then, she picked up the scissors, her fingers moving like nimble butterfly wings, weaving through his hair.

"Click-click-click—" The sound of scissors snapping shut rang in my ears, crisp and rhythmic.

The electric clippers cut clean, sharp lines.

The outline of the hairstyle gradually became visible.

After a while, the hairdresser, who was in his thirties, said softly, "Mr. Tang, the styling is done. Please take a look and see if there's anything that needs adjusting."

Tang Song opened his eyes, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

After undergoing system item optimization, the newly grown hair reached an excellent level, being jet black, supple, and extremely shiny.

Even without using hair wax to set it, it looks fluffy and natural, with rich layers but no mess.

As a professional large-scale beauty institution, the hairdressers at Yisha Beauty Industry are naturally highly skilled.

His loose yet neatly styled hair perfectly complemented his face shape.

His bangs parted slightly and fell gently, partially obscuring his deep, bright eyes.

He exudes a clear and handsome charm, gentle yet mysterious.

The two weeks spent in the instance were also a period of training and improvement for him.

His rich inner world and increased knowledge base are directly reflected in his gaze and temperament.

Standing beside her, Lin Mu Xue took a deep breath, her eyes Jing Jing, and said, "Tang Song, he really suits you! He looks amazing!"

Tang Song already had a filter in her eyes, and now he looked even more handsome and extraordinary, making her want to pounce on him and kiss him a few times.

"It's really good, I'm very satisfied." Tang Song nodded.

The hairdresser behind him quickly said, "I'm glad Mr. Tang and Madam Lin are satisfied! Mr. Tang, please rinse your hair again, and I'll blow-dry it for you."

"OK."

After a comfortable rinse and scalp massage, Tang Song sat back down in his chair.

With the hot wind howling, her hair danced and curled in the wind.

My hair is now fuller and cleaner.

The hairdresser packed up her tools and said in a low voice, "Goodbye, Mr. Tang and Madam Lin. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything."

Lin Mu Xue clasped her hands in front of her and looked at the hairdresser, saying appreciatively, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll tell Sister Yu Rong that you can handle Mr. Tang's or my haircuts from now on."

"Thank you for your recognition, Madam Lin! Thank you so much!" The hairdresser bowed deeply, her face full of surprise.

Having worked at Yisha Beauty Industry for many years, she also has her own Moments and information network.

He naturally knew Lin Mu Xue's special identity.

If she says a few good words to her Banmian, even if she doesn't get a promotion or a raise, her job will at least be very secure. Unless the beauty salon goes out of business, she shouldn't lose her job.

I watched the hairdresser leave.

Lin Mu Xue glanced at the quiet private room and said softly, "Tang Song, the makeup artist has been arranged. This VIP Room will not be accepting any guests today."

Tang Song nodded slightly, stood up, and met her gaze.

Lin Mu Xue pursed her lips, her face slightly flushed, and couldn't help but gently rub her legs together.

We hadn't seen each other for half a month, and I missed them terribly.

Although I can usually satisfy my physiological needs, there is still a big difference.

Tang Song smiled, took a half step forward, and lifted Lin Mu Xue's skirt at her soft gasp.

The slender, glossy fingers disappeared into thin air.

"Ugh~" Lin Mu Xue's body went limp, and she quickly reached out to support Tang Song's shoulders. "Don't do this..."

Although she pretended to refuse politely, her body offered no resistance, and her eyes quickly became misty and watery.

Tang Song's eyebrows twitched, and he said with amusement, "Xiao Xue, you're really shameless, you even used paper as a pad?"

"I..." Lin Mu Xue bit her lip lightly, explaining in a trembling voice, "My period just ended yesterday, and I was afraid there would be any residual blood, so... ah!"

Tang Song smiled and shook his head, withdrew his left hand, turned around and went to the sink to rinse his hands briefly.

My Mobile Phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

After wiping his hands clean, Tang Song took it out and looked at it, a look of surprise on his face.

Is Qian Lele trying to arrange a meeting with me?

Going to her classmate's birthday party?

His original plan was to drive her here after get off work to get her dressed up, and then take her to the birthday party.

I don't plan to participate in person.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Song was about to ask something.

Then I saw that Qian Lele's invitation message had disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a message appeared below.

[Qian Lele retracted a message]

Based on his understanding of this college student friend, Tang Song instantly understood.

She probably invited him because she wanted to find a friend to chat with at the birthday party.

After sending the message, I was afraid of putting myself in a difficult position, so I withdrew it.

He could almost picture Qian Lele's nervous, anxious, and conflicted face.

A decision was made in an instant.

Since we're going to help her fulfill her wish, we might as well do our best, which would also be a perfect ending to our two weeks together.

Tang Song didn't reply to the message. He turned to look at Xiao Xue and said calmly, "You can go to Yanjing Huating to chat with Qianqian first, and then you can go to the movie theater in Yanjing Sky City to watch a movie and play games. I'll be home a little late tonight."

Lin Mu Xue stared blankly for a moment, then quickly came to her senses.

Tang Song meant that he wanted her and her beautician friend to go to his large apartment together.

Thinking of this, her heart started pounding wildly.

She certainly didn't think Tang Song meant three rows, after all, this veil hadn't been broken yet.

But who knows, after the beautician takes a break, I might get to eat some meat myself.

She gently smoothed her long, wavy hair and pretended to be calm, saying, "Okay, Qianqian and I have been very busy lately, so let's relax tonight."

Character design! Character design! Character design!

I'll say it three times because it's important!

Xiao Xue is a very reserved and elegant urban elite, and she has no idea what Tang Song is talking about!

If you insist on playing games with me, then there's nothing I can do!

"Let's go, take me back to the Teachers' University first." Tang Song patted Xiao Xue's bottom and turned to walk outside.

Normal University Teacher's Apartment.

When Tang Song came, he brought very little with him.

Apart from a few sets of clothes, the main items were books and printed materials.

Now that the knowledge has entered my mind, there's no need to carry it around anymore.

After quickly packing his clothes into a 24-inch suitcase, Tang Song walked back to the living room.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Si Si emotion crossed his eyes.

Although I haven't been here for long, every day has been fulfilling, and there are always new gameplay elements in the dungeons.

In addition, there is naturally the simple and kind-hearted Qian Lele.

It can be considered a beautiful memory.

But it's okay, this is Jiang You Rong's house, so she can come and visit from time to time.

I carried my suitcase downstairs, walked out of the community gate, and arrived at the paid parking lot next door.

Washed by the rain, the elegant and grand Bentley Continental lay dormant there.

Because it had been raining heavily for the past two days, the car body looked unusually clean, which saved me the time of washing it.

I stuffed the suitcase inside and wiped the glass with a towel.

Tang Song sat back down in the soft, comfortable seat, gripped the cool, smooth steering wheel, Tang Song a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Boom!" The roar of the engine rang out.

The car disappeared into the rain.

Glimmer Café.

"Lele, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Zhao Hongxia asked gently, looking at Qian Lele was staring blankly at her book.

This part-time baker is very hardworking and never cuts corners in his work.

This made Zhao Hongxia very worry-free, and she had a very good impression of her.

Qian Lele exclaimed "Ah!" and quickly shook her head, saying, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine. I still have half an hour before I get off work, so I'll clean up the place."

After saying that, Qian Lele stood up, put the books on the shelf, and began tidying up the baking room.

His gaze was unfocused, and his face showed apprehension and hesitation.

Zhao Hongxia shook her head and said nothing more.

She's been through that age too, and you can tell a lot from Qian Lele's anxious and uncertain expression.

However, since she's just a colleague, it's best not to say anything about it.

"Lele, Lele." Waitress Na Na walked in quickly and whispered with a smile, "I just served a customer, and two more people asked me about you. They're both white-collar workers from Morning Star Building, and there's a really handsome guy among them."

Qian Lele nodded absentmindedly.

She has been working part-time here for more than three months. Because the cafe's uniform is very form-fitting, and she herself is beautiful, she has naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Similar situations happen from time to time, and some bolder individuals will even come up directly to chat or add you on WeChat.

"Let me tell you, he's really handsome, and he has such a great presence. I saw his employee badge; he's an employee of Bei Ruan Group." Na Na looked at Qian Lele with some envy.

Bei Ruan Group is a top 500 private enterprise, and its branch in Yancheng occupies two floors of the Morning Star Building.

It's a really big company, and the employees there are all very well treated.

As a business-oriented coffee shop, this branch office is also one of their major clients, frequently placing group meal orders.

Na Na had served coffee there a few times before and had a vivid memory of the upscale offices inside.

Hearing her words, Zhao Hongxia came over with a gossipy look on her face, "Where is she? Where is she sitting? Let me see."

Na Na chuckled and pulled Qian Lele closer to the glass wall.

Pointing to a window seat, she whispered, "Look, isn't that the guy in the brown jacket handsome?"

Zhao Hongxia clicked her tongue and exclaimed, "Not bad, an employee of a big company, so handsome. It's a pity that your Sister Zhao is getting old, otherwise I probably would have taken the initiative to chat him up."

He sat upright, dressed impeccably, had clean and handsome features, and wore a name tag around his neck, giving him a refined and cultured appearance.

Qian Lele also glanced in that direction and added a compliment.

"Why don't you send a dessert to that handsome guy? That way you can naturally start a relationship!" Na Na excitedly nudged Qian Lele's arm.

Qian Lele quickly shook her head and said, "No need, I didn't mean that."

"Okay." Na Na sighed bitterly, "If it were me, I would definitely have gone over. Such a handsome young man."

Qian Lele silently lowered her head and continued tidying up the baking room.

However, I was still thinking about the message I had sent earlier.

She didn't know if Tang Song had seen it or not.

Before, it was a momentary impulse, a rush of passion, but now I just can't muster the courage.

I'm even a little scared of running into him later. What if he asks me about it?

Yanjing Sky City, large single-level apartment.

Tang Song stepped into the luxurious dressing room, ran his fingers over rows of clothes, and picked out an outfit he liked.

They changed it at a leisurely pace.

Dark trousers, a white T-shirt underneath, and a navy blue casual suit jacket.

It has both a casual and comfortable feel, as well as a touch of business style.

I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself.

With her excellent body proportions, high-quality clothes, and a new hairstyle, she looks absolutely fantastic.

What a handsome young man!

Tang Song smiled narcissistically and casually opened the watch cabinet.

He took out the Patek Philippe 5961P, a gift from Su Yu, worth over 1.5 million yuan, and gently put it on his wrist.

As a high-end series of Patek Philippe dress watches, this watch is perfect for pairing with a suit jacket.

The alligator leather strap fits snugly against the surface of fair and smooth skin.

The matte blue lacquered dial with diamond-studded hour markers perfectly complemented his outfit.

It looks more stylish and individualistic.

Tang Song raised his wrist to check the time.

There was only half an hour left before Qian Lele got off work; it was about time to go.

Before leaving, Tang Song casually took out a beautifully packaged gift box from the cabinet. Inside was an LV hair tie, worth about 3,000 yuan.

This was one of the many luxury gifts I bought when I went shopping with Xiao Xue.

We've given them to quite a few people, and now there aren't many left.

When I have time, I can stock up on another batch, since he has so many female friends, and we might need them sometime.

After packing my things, I went down to the underground parking garage.

Tang Song drove his Bentley Continental to the Glimmer Café (Morning Star Building Branch).

The rain stopped sometime ago, and the whole city looked as if it had been washed clean.

It exudes a fresh and tranquil atmosphere.

Beautiful music was playing from 20 Nami speakers.

Tang Song's fingers danced to the music, his gaze admiring the post-rain Yancheng, his whole being completely relaxed.

It was almost time to leave work.

Qian Lele quickly changed out of her work uniform and picked up her backpack.

Besides bidding farewell to Tang Song, she also needed to take a bath, change into her newly bought Little Black Dress, and tidy herself up properly.

After all, I had worked all day and my clothes smelled of cake and coffee.

However, she never used cosmetics. Her so-called grooming was at most styling her hair, applying moisturizer and lipstick.

"Sister Zhao, I'll be going now. See you tomorrow."

"Bye-bye, the rain has just stopped, let's hurry up and go." Zhao Hongxia patted Qian Lele on the back and joked, "That handsome guy from Bei Ruan Group is still here. He specially ordered the Madeleine Cake you made. Who knows, he might make a move on you when he sees you later."

Qian Lele said somewhat embarrassedly, "Sister Zhao, please stop joking around."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore."

Qian Lele pursed her lips and walked outside.

Bye-bye, Na Na.

"Bye-bye." "Bye-bye."

After greeting a few colleagues at the front desk, Qian Lele was about to turn and leave.

A boy suddenly appeared in front of her. "Hello, baker, can I add you on WeChat?"

It was the handsome guy from Bei Ruan Group that Na Na had pointed out to her before.

With a warm smile on her face and speaking softly, she left a very good impression.

Several colleagues around them exchanged glances, all of them seeing the envy in each other's eyes.

Waitress Na Na nudged Qian Lele and said with a grin, "Handsome, if Lele doesn't agree, I can give you my WeChat, as a gesture of goodwill from our coffee shop."

"Looks like I'm not losing out either way!" The boy blinked, looked at Qian Lele, and smiled, "Miss Baker, is that okay?"

Qian Lele was actually used to this situation, but she was still a little nervous and awkward.

She lowered her head slightly, about to say something.

The coffee shop door was suddenly and gently pushed open.

This is the time when there are the fewest customers in the coffee shop.

The staff standing at the front desk immediately greeted us politely and warmly, "Welcome!"

His eyes blazed with intense light as he stared intently at the guest who had just walked in.

Immediately, all eyes were drawn to it.

He was tall and upright, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.

He has a straight nose, thin lips, thick but not scattered eyebrows, and a handsome yet aloof appearance.

The high-quality suit jacket was slightly open, revealing a white T-shirt underneath, through which the outline of a strong muscle could be faintly seen.

He exudes an indescribable masculine charm.

The absolute Male God template, the standard answer.

The faint sound of swallowing saliva could be heard from all around.

Noticing the unusual surroundings, Qian Lele also looked up.

Immediately afterwards, her gaze became slightly unfocused, and she subconsciously reached out and rubbed her eyes.

Her moist, full lips parted slightly, her mind a bit confused.

This is... the Tang Song?

It was clearly still him, with the same figure and appearance, only his hairstyle and clothes had changed.

But the feeling they give off is completely different, especially their temperament.

If he used to give the impression of a focused and composed academic high-achiever in school, now he is a cool and composed leader in the company.

No one can ignore him as long as he stands there.

The hard-soled leather shoes made a crisp "tap-tap" sound as they stepped on the smooth solid wood floor.

Tang Song calmly walked forward, looked at Qian Lele, and revealed a fresh and charming smile on his face.

"Are you off work yet?"

"Swish swish swish—" All eyes turned to the dazed Qian Lele.

The handsome guy from Bei Ruan Group paused for a moment, then awkwardly took a step to the side.

Sister Zhao was originally in the baking room, popped her head out at some point and looked at the two standing together in surprise.

Qian Lele, somewhat flustered, said, "It's time to get off work, Brother Song, you..."

"We agreed to meet at 4 o'clock." Tang Song smiled and reached out to grab her wrist. "Come on, I'll take you to a nice place."

Then, he politely nodded to the shop assistant next to him, and led Qian Lele directly out the door.

The shop assistants, realizing what was happening, quickly gathered around the entrance.

My gaze followed the two figures to the parking space next to them.

Through the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a distinguished and elegant Bentley sports car parked there.

The boy casually opened the passenger door and let Qian Lele get in.

Then he walked over to the driver's seat.

The elegant and handsome Male God, paired with the dazzling Bentley Continental, made them somewhat lose their focus.

The car doors closed and the headlights came on.

The gleaming wheel rims rolled across the ground.

On a cloudy day, the car windows reflected blurry images of the surrounding environment, shrouding the world inside the car in a veil of mystery.

The coffee shop staff looked at each other, speechless with shock.

The handsome young man from Bei Ruan Group licked his lips, his good-looking face flushed and hot, and strode into the building through the back door.

Inside the quiet Bentley.

Qian Lele clutched her backpack tightly with both hands, her face showing a dazed expression.

Only after the car had driven quite a distance did he stammer, "Brother Song... this car... is..."

Changes in appearance and demeanor are somewhat acceptable.

But this car, which looked incredibly expensive, was truly beyond her comprehension.

Tang Song tilted his head slightly and smiled, "Oh, this car? Would you believe me if I said it was mine?"

Qian Lele trembled and stammered, "I... I..."

Tang Song said gently, "Okay, this car is registered under the company's name."

He was no longer aloof; he appeared relaxed and cheerful.

This gradually calmed Qian Lele's tense and shocked state of mind.

"The company car." She spoke with a slight lisp, which made her sound very cute.

Tang Song gave a soft "hmm," then added, "Didn't you send me WeChat inviting me to a classmate's birthday party? And since it's raining today, we'll definitely have to drive there."

He knew this female college student's personality all too well.

Even if we want to fulfill her wish, we can't be too forceful; we need to be more tactful.

Moreover, he didn't lie; both the Mercedes-Benz S450L and the Bentley Continental GT were registered under the company's name.

Upon hearing his words, Qian Lele instantly stiffened and her face turned bright red.

It turns out... Tang Song really did see it.

After a long silence, Qian Lele whispered, "I was afraid you wouldn't have time, so I withdrew my offer. After all, you're moving out today."

"So, aren't you happy that I'm agreeing to go with you?"

"Uh... um." Qian Lele lowered her head and buried half of her face in her schoolbag.

I don't even know what I'm thinking or saying.

Tang Song dressed up so smartly and drove the company car.

Just so you could come with me to my birthday party?

Her gaze swept over the luxurious and exquisite interior, feeling the soft leather seats, and looking at Tang Song's tall and handsome profile, she felt as if she were in a dream.

After the rain, the number of vehicles on the streets of Yancheng gradually increased.

Soon, the Bentley Continental drove into the Underground Parking Lot of a commercial complex.

Qian Lele belatedly asked, "Brother Song, where are we going now? Aren't we going back to the Normal University Teacher's Apartment?"

She has to attend Ding Yao's birthday party at 7 o'clock, and she still needs to go back and get ready for quite a while.

Tang Song smiled mysteriously. "Of course, it's to fulfill your wish from yesterday! Just follow my instructions from now on."

Qian Lele paused for a moment, then quickly remembered the wish she made before blowing out the candles last night.

"Then wish me all the best for tomorrow and have a happy birthday party!"

I parked the car and got out.

Before Qian Lele could react, Tang Song grabbed her wrist and led her towards the elevator.

Feeling his warm, large hand, Qian Lele's mind went blank, and her face turned red and hot.

"Ding—" The elevator stopped on the 4th floor.

The two walked on the translucent marble floor, turning left and right, and entered "Yi Sha Beauty Salon".

"Mr. Tang, you've arrived!" The receptionist quickly stepped forward and led the two towards the VIP Room.

Looking at the luxurious surroundings and the politely bowing waiters, Qian Lele subconsciously moved closer to Tang Song.

"Knock knock knock—" There was a gentle knock on the door of the private room.

Then, the door was opened from the inside.

"Mr. Tang!" came a unified greeting.

Qian Lele looked up and saw five or six girls in beauty salon uniforms looking at her respectfully.

Besides them, there was another woman who attracted particular attention.

Exquisite and three-dimensional facial features, a hot and sexy figure, and a fashionable and beautiful dress.

Her chin was slightly raised, making her look elegant and charming.

Their eyes met, and Qian Lele lowered her head nervously, unsure of what to do with her hands.

Tang Song pointed to a small door to the side and said with a chuckle, "Lele, this is the dressing room. There's a dress prepared for you inside. Try it on and see if it fits."

"The dress I... prepared for myself?" Qian Lele asked nervously, "Was it rented from a store? How much did it cost?"

Seeing such a large-scale operation around her, she was somewhat frightened.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows and said, "It's all arranged. Just listen to me, otherwise it'll be a waste of money."

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at the gazes around him.

Qian Lele bit her lip hard, gave a soft "hmm", and stepped into the changing room.

Lock the door and turn around.

A look of astonishment instantly crossed her face.

On the clothes rack hung an exquisite and gorgeous dress, as well as a color-blocked shawl.

On the low cabinet next to it sat a pair of high heels, adorned with sparkling diamonds.

There was also a pink gift box to the right of the high heels, with a somewhat familiar logo on it, which seemed to be something I had seen at Ding Yao's place.

The scenes before my eyes had a strong sense of illusion.

Just like in her own dream, Cinderella was transformed into a beautiful princess by magic.

I stood there hesitating for a long time.

Qian Lele took a deep breath and began to take off her clothes.

She felt dizzy and confused, and all she could think about was finding a time when no one was around to ask Brother Song a few questions.

Outside the changing room.

Tang Song glanced at his watch and said, "Let's take her for a bath and Full Body Treatment first, then do her hair and makeup according to her outfit. We should be done by 6:30, right?"

The beauty consultant immediately replied, "Yes, Mr. Tang, please rest assured!"

"Hmm." Tang Song nodded slightly, a look of anticipation on his face.

His gaze turned toward the locker room.

"Click—" The locker door to the changing room clicked.

The small white door opened, and Qian Lele, who had changed into Chanel V-neck dress, walked out.

The high-quality fabric is soft, drapes smoothly, and has a crisp, structured shape.

The cinched waist, flowing skirt, and V-neck straps accentuate a smooth and graceful figure.

This usually simple and frugal college girl suddenly displayed a different kind of charm.

A bright light flashed in Tang Song's eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Get ready to transform, Qian Lele!