My Girlfriend Is Wen Ruan

"Clink~~" The glass bottles clinked gently.

"Glug glug—" After finishing the remaining half bottle of Arctic Ocean, Zhao Yachian looked at Xiao Xue with a gentle expression and listened to her story.

Because the two were very close, listening to Xiao Xue's detailed account, they felt completely immersed, as if they had personally experienced it.

"So, my memories of college are not pleasant, and I am subconsciously running away from my past self."

"I used to use the money I earned from part-time jobs to buy clothes and cosmetics, and then I would come here to eat barbecue skewers. But since graduating, I've been so obsessed with my image that I haven't come here again."

"I share a house in Yanjing Huating with a friend. Before that, I worked as a front desk administrator at Rongxin Venture Capital."

Speaking of her less-than-honorable transformation and experiences during her university years, Lin Mu Xue was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, and her eyes glazed over slightly.

"Actually, I can understand." Zhao Yachian picked up a Grilled Gluten and handed it to Xiao Xue, saying in a light tone, "Besides, even if someone is vain and likes to show off, I don't think that's a problem."

After all, you're spending your own hard-earned money; you didn't steal or rob.

To be honest with you, I'm actually quite vain.

"Song Ge gave me my first luxury item, and I bragged about it to my friends countless times. I even slept soundly at night, hoping others would envy me."

Hearing her words, Lin Mu Xue covered her mouth and chuckled, then said seriously, "I'm sorry, Qianqian, I've been lying to you before, but I really didn't have any bad intentions towards you."

"It's okay, it's really okay." Zhao Yachian shook her head vigorously and said, "Everyone has their own secrets, including me. There are some things that I haven't even told Brother Song."

The reason she felt no ill will towards Xiao Xue's deception was mainly because she could sense Xiao Xue's sincerity.

For example, after learning that she had become wealthy, he would not let her pay when they went out to eat.

She will quickly reciprocate with a gift that is more expensive than the one I give her.

Their relationship has progressed to where it is today through gradual mutual feedback and understanding.

Zhao Yachian's best friend used to be her cousin He Liting, and now she's added Xiao Xue to her list.

Both of them were good friends she could confide in.

Lin Mu Xue blinked, looking at her curiously, and asked, "What is it that you're keeping from Tang Song?"

In her memory, this beautician was simple-minded and could never keep anything to herself.

"Hehe." Zhao Yachian shook her head. "Don't try to trick me into telling you anything. I won't tell anyone. Once I do, it won't be a secret anymore."

"Okay." Lin Mu Xue smiled, paused for a moment, and said emotionally, "Thank you, Qianqian, and thank God for letting me meet you."

I'm very happy with myself now, and I'm able to get to this point all because of you.

If it weren't for Zhao Yachian, she would most likely have missed out on Tang Song.

She still lives in Yanjing Huating, walks to and from work every day, makes money by shooting short videos, and saves up money to buy luxury goods, maintaining a glamorous facade and persona.

It might just be a "Classmate Blind Box" that tears away her disguise.

Or simply abandon all moral boundaries and become a borderline streamer, like Xu Ning, to make some quick money, and then find a powerful Top Supporter.

That kind of situation is also the fate of many "Fake Socialite".

But that wasn't a good thing.

The reason she cultivated the persona of a "Financially Knowledgeable Woman" is ultimately because she desperately wanted to become that kind of person.

They crave the envy, jealousy, and admiration of others.

And now, she is living the life she loves most.

Financial company executives earn hundreds of thousands of yuan a year, drive Porsche 911, and can even influence the Lanfeng International Five-Star Hotel to some extent.

Sometimes, when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she pinches herself hard to make sure she's not dreaming.

"Ring ring—" The Mobile Phone phone suddenly rang.

This interrupted their conversation.

Zhao Yachian picked up her Mobile Phone and glanced at it. "It's Tingzi."

I answered the phone and we chatted quietly for a few minutes.

Zhao Yachian said with a smile, "How about we pack some skewers to take home? We have some wine at home, how about we have a drink together?"

"Okay! I'll go pay the bill!"

After finally getting to the bottom of things, Lin Mu Xue felt much better. She was relieved that she no longer had to pretend.

For example, Xu Ning, you can't keep her from having contact with Qianqian forever, right?

There are two different things: saying something yourself and having someone else discover it.

"Boss, the money's been transferred. We're leaving now, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye." "Bye-bye, Sister Xiao Xue."

With the roar of the engine, the matte gray Porsche 911 drove into the night.

The carriage was filled with pleasant music and Zhao Yachian's off-key soft harmonies.

That evening, in the grand villa of Yanjing Huating.

The air conditioner was whirring, and the lights were warm and soft.

Three scantily clad girls were drinking, laughing, joking, and chatting.

They drank until nearly midnight, and everyone was quite drunk.

Zhao Yachian kicked off her slippers and danced a dance she had just learned barefoot. Somehow, she took off her clothes and let loose, wearing only a sports bra.

Then he pulled Lin Mu Xue and He Liting into a bedroom with good soundproofing.

To the sound of music, drinking wine, and swaying their bodies.

All three, including He Liting, achieved a certain degree of financial freedom thanks to Tang Song.

Lin Mu Xue opened up to her beautician friend again.

A carefree weekend night, around 20 years old, facing a stress-free work, life, and future.

They are full of imagination and let themselves go.

At this moment, for them, this is the ultimate enjoyment in life.

Sunday, August 20, 2023.

Building T5, Shenzhen Bay No. 1.

At 6 a. m., Tang Song woke up from his sleep.

After glancing at Liu Qingning, who was sleeping soundly beside him, he quietly got out of bed.

I picked up my Mobile Phone and went to the living room.

I turned on the screen and saw that, in addition to the bank's notification that the money had been deposited, there were also a bunch of unread WeChat messages.

They were both posted by Zhao Yachian and Lin Mu Xue.

Tang Song clicked on it out of curiosity, and his expression instantly turned extremely strange.

They were all photos and videos taken casually.

All three people were dressed extremely lightly, especially in the later pictures, where they were basically only wearing underwear and their clothes were disheveled.

The screen was filled with nothing but white.

Tang Song were instantly stirred.

I clicked on my beautician friend's dance video.

A youthful and vibrant body, fair and full legs, accompanied by enchanting and alluring dance moves, exudes a captivating charm.

Lin Mu Xue and He Liting's dancing was noticeably worse; they were just swaying randomly to the music, looking more like they were dancing in a bar.

I opened the voice message sent by my beautician friend.

A sweet, slightly drunken voice rang out. "Brother, do you think I danced well? Am I prettier than all of them? When are you coming back? I miss you so much, I can't stop missing you."

At 6 a. m., Tang Song, who had just woken up and was in peak condition, felt his body burning.

During his week in Shencheng, he had been largely abstinent, but he couldn't resist the temptation and his blood boiled instantly.

Tang Song replied, "I'm going back to Yancheng tonight. Wait for me."

After sending the message, I got up and started exercising in the living room.

Fat Burning Exercise, push-ups, squats...

Sweat dripped down his sculpted muscles and onto the floor.

Today, his physical fitness, flexibility, and balance have reached an extremely high level, equivalent to that of a top athlete.

They move with ease, displaying a healthy and vibrant beauty.

I exercised for almost an hour.

Tang Song sat on the smooth floor, panting, with the pounding of his heart filling his ears.

The surging lust was finally suppressed.

When they came to their senses, they suddenly realized that Liu Qingning had appeared at the exit of the corridor at some point.

Sunlight streamed in through the 270-degree floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire living room.

She had just finished washing up, her hair still damp on her forehead, and changed into a gray, tight-fitting dress.

She was looking at him with a smile in her eyes, like a tranquil and charming painting.

The gray dress clung tightly to her undulating body, as if it were a second skin.

Her large breasts appeared even fuller and more erect under the dress, as if they were about to break free and burst out.

Her graceful waist and slightly rounded hips, outlined by the gray skirt, exuded a captivating charm.

In contrast, she has an adorable, youthful oval face.

The stark contrast created a tremendous impact.

Tang Song's suppressed desires erupted once again.

Noticing Tang Song's gaze, Liu Qingning blinked her clear, bright eyes, as if they held a pool of clear spring water.

"No wonder you have such a great figure. I watched you for 20 minutes, you're amazing!"

He took a few deep breaths, panting heavily.

Tang Song slowly stood up from the ground and beckoned to her, "Qing Ning, come here."

Noticing his intense gaze, Liu Qingning's eyes curved into two crescent moons, and she made a playful expression, "Hey brat, what do you want?"

"I want to!" Tang Song licked his lips and stepped closer to her.

A blush instantly rose to Liu Qingning's face. "Shameless."

After saying that, he turned around and walked inside, laughing as he slipped into the bedroom.

Seeing Tang Song walk in right after her, Liu Qingning pointed to the bathroom and said with a smile, "Go ahead and take a good shower. We'll go downstairs to buy some groceries later, and I'll cook for you."

Tang Song did not answer her question, but instead closed the door and slowly walked towards her.

Sensing something was wrong, Liu Qingning's smile faltered slightly, and she said, blushing, "Let's make this clear first, this is my limit right now. If you want to do that kind of thing, I won't agree."

She had barely finished speaking when a warm embrace enveloped her.

His muscular physique was stained with sweat; his tall and upright body was imposing; and his breath was hot.

Tang Song, who had just finished exercising, exuded a strong aura of hormones, making Liu Qingning feel weak all over.

Feeling the undulating lines of her back, Tang Song picked her up and sat her on the bed.

"Ouch!" Liu Qingning exclaimed in surprise, and then she felt his firm and well-defined abdominal muscles pressed tightly against her waist and hips.

She was so frightened that she dared not move.

Her slightly pouting lips resembled a ripe cherry, gleaming with an alluring sheen.

Tang Song hugged her tightly and leaned his head close to her body.

His lips traced her chin, cheeks, eyes, and nose, carefully and attentively feeling her round and lovely face.

She had just finished washing up, and her face smelled wonderfully fresh with lemon.

Then, Liu Qingning let out a sob, and her lips and teeth were slowly opened.

The minty flavor lingers on the lips and teeth, carrying her unique sweetness; the wonderful taste overwhelms Tang Song's emotions.

His hand slowly rose, sensing the truth of the White Moonlight.

A long time passed.

Tang Song whispered, "Qing Ning, you have to help me."

"How... how can I help?" Liu Qingning's voice trembled as she looked down at Tang Song's hand. "Let go first."

Tang Song tightened his grip. "Don't you like my eight-pack abs? I just finished exercising, and my muscles are a bit tight. Could you help me relax them?"

"Ah!" Liu Qingning suddenly found a surge of strength and broke free from Tang Song's grasp. "You little rascal, Song, you actually... you actually made me... do this kind of thing for you! Don't even think about it!"

Tang Song sighed and said softly, "I simply can't stand being with you like this every day."

With her back to him, Liu Qingning said nervously, "You can handle it yourself."

Although she had never experienced anything like this, she had read many books and knew a lot about many things.

"Impossible!" Tang Song shook his head firmly, then said, "My dear girlfriend, I'm flying back to Yancheng this afternoon. Before I leave, could you grant me this wish?"

Upon hearing the word "girlfriend," Liu Qingning's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

After hesitating for a while, she bit her cherry lips and whispered, "I have a question for you, answer me first."

"I've answered you, so what?"

"I... I'll help you out."

Tang Song's eyes lit up, and he eagerly said, "Tell me!"

Liu Qingning turned around, her hands clasped tightly in front of her lower abdomen, and looked into his eyes, asking, "Who exactly is your girlfriend?"

"You!"

Liu Qingning pouted and playfully slapped him. "You know what I mean, answer seriously!"

Looking into her bright and lively eyes, Tang Song took a deep breath and slowly said, "Her name is... Wen Ruan."

He knew about this problem before he came, and that he would have to face it someday.

Given Liu Qingning's personality, it's impossible for her to pretend to know nothing, nor is it possible for her to be as indifferent as Qianqian.

She will proactively learn everything about him, including his current girlfriend.

Although I don't want to lie to my "White Moonlight" (ideal love), some degree of concealment is necessary.

Wen Ruan is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate; she graduated from a prestigious university, is mature and rational, and has stable emotions.

She and Liu Qingning have certain things in common and can communicate and get along well.

Moreover, his older sister truly indulged him to the point of spoiling him. After all, she could be his little lover without any commitment from him.

As long as he asks, Wen Ruan will definitely do it well and won't put herself in any difficult position.

"Wen Ruan..." Liu Qingning murmured the name, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

It wasn't Su Yu after all.

However, she had only speculated before, without any substantial evidence.

From another perspective, Tang Song, as an early investor in Tang Zong Entertainment, was on good terms with Su Yu and Mo Xiangwan.

Given their friendship, it seems reasonable for them to take those actions.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingning instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Subconsciously, she still hoped to possess Tang Song exclusively and bring him back to her side.

If it were Su Yu, she really had no confidence at all.

Liu Qingning smiled, leaned forward, blinked her big, bright eyes, and said in a joking tone, "Dare to let me see your chat history with her? Of course, you can refuse if you say bad things about me to her."

"Uh..." Tang Song grinned, looking annoyed. "Do you think I would say bad things about you?"

"Then let me see it~, I just want to see your chat history from the past two days." Liu Qingning said, shaking his shoulder.

She was really curious about what Tang Song had said to her when he was with me.

Is it deception, concealment, or a direct confrontation?

Listening to White Moonlight's coquettish words and watching her large breasts swaying back and forth, Tang Song nodded and said, "Okay."

After saying that, he took out his Mobile Phone, opened WeChat, tapped on the Wen Ruan chat window, scrolled up, and handed it to her, saying, "Let's make it clear first, we'll only look at the last two days."

"Hmm." Liu Qingning quickly took the Mobile Phone and opened it, her expression changing back and forth.

Zhuangzhuang: "I'm exhausted these past two days. I went through the Magic City Shanghai branch of Xingyun International Group with the Assistant Team and found quite a few problems."

Zhuangzhuang: "(#Taunting) My period ended today, so it's my safe period now. I recently learned a few new positions from watching short videos, want to try them together? I just don't know how many you can last."

Tang Song: "You're getting cocky again, aren't you? I'll teach you a lesson when we get back!"

[Zhuangzhuang: "No, no, no, I'm not getting cocky, I'm just itchy (#shy). If you're so capable, leave your White Moonlight now and come to Magic City to help me stop this itch!"]

[Zhuangzhuang: Photo]

Zhuangzhuang: "Friendly reminder, I'm in a meeting right now, surrounded by my assistants. Doesn't that sound exciting?"

[Tang Song: "Zhuangzhuang, you're burning up!"]

Zhuangzhuang: "So, do you like it?"

[Tang Song: "I like it."]

Zhuangzhuang: "(#drooling) I'm going back to Yancheng on Monday. Let's see how you do then. As long as you don't complain about being tired, I'll do anything."

Seeing the vulgar language below, Liu Qingning's eyelids twitched, and she felt inexplicably angry.

My God! Is this a girlfriend or a casual sex partner?!

"Have you finished reading?" Tang Song reached out and snatched the Mobile Phone, feeling a little flustered inside.

If Liu Qingning returns to the main page, she will see a bunch of even more exciting news.

However, he knew Liu Qingning very well. Since she said she would only look at the chat history from the past two days, she would definitely not go through his Mobile Phone randomly.

Liu Qingning looked up at him, and said blankly, "No wonder you've become so glib; she must have corrupted you."

Tang Song blushed slightly and said somewhat awkwardly, "You can't say that. That's just our way of chatting. Wen Ruan is more casual with people she's close to."

How old is she this year?

"29 years old."

"Oh~, so you're a mature and charming older sister." Liu Qingning pointed to the photo on his Mobile Phone and said sourly, "You really do like big breasts. I've noticed you always staring at me here before, no wonder you're so skilled."

"You can't say that, it was just a coincidence." Tang Song felt offended.

He was very tolerant in this regard; for example, Xu Qing only had a B-cup.

Even his Cyber Girlfriend Ling Ling on Little Red Book is an A-level user.

Liu Qingning snorted, her face tense, and said, "You've already done that kind of thing, haven't you?"

Tang Song nodded, having no intention of discussing the matter with her. He stood up, hugged Liu Qingning, and whispered, "I've seen the chat history. Now it's time to fulfill your promise, isn't it?"

Liu Qingning's heart skipped a beat. "This... I..."

Immediately afterwards, her body rose into the air and appeared on the bed.

Seeing Tang Song closing in step by step, Liu Qingning simply closed her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Song took her hand and placed it on his body.

Feeling the contours of his strong muscles, Liu Qingning couldn't help but open her eyes a crack, and saw a sight she had never seen before.

My body went limp instantly, and my mouth was dry.

The dress was piled up and rolled up.

Liu Qingning's snow-white thighs were exposed.

"Qing Ning." Tang Song's voice called out in my ear.

Liu Qingning said in a barely audible voice, "Don't look at me!"

Feeling her overwhelming presence, Tang Song leaned close to her ear, inhaling her fragrance, and urged, "You're not going to go back on your word, are you? This isn't the Liu Qingning I know!"

Liu Qingning pressed her ample thighs together tightly, gritting her teeth as she said, "You bastard!"

Looking into those moist eyes, stroking her fair and lovely face, I felt her nervousness and tenderness.

The unprecedented sense of accomplishment made Tang Song feel like they were floating on air.