When Tang Song entered,
Secretary Jin immediately rose from behind the desk.
She extended her slender fingers and lightly adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, the movement carrying a practiced respectfulness.
"Mr. Tang, you're here. Please, have a seat."
Secretary Jin voluntarily stepped away from the position symbolizing the highest authority, bending slightly as she gestured for him to sit.
With her movement, the fitted black pencil skirt traced out her perfect curves.
She looked noble, cold, and utterly irresistible.
Tang Song did not sit down immediately.
He looked around, his gaze inadvertently sweeping across a monitor on the desk that had gone dark.
The black screen was like a mirror, clearly reflecting how he looked at that moment.
The person in the mirror was not his current self.
It was himself before leaving the Imperial Capital in 2022. Due to prolonged high-pressure work and a chaotic schedule, he had already started gaining weight. His hair was somewhat long, and a heavy pair of blue-light-blocking glasses sat on his nose.
He looked utterly disheveled.
But he was still much better off than when the game descended upon Yancheng.
In truth, his real "decline" had begun after leaving the Imperial Capital.
With White Moonlight gone from his life, he had given up all image management.
Sugary drinks every day, high-carb meals, then a cheap grilled meat rice bowl at night—it would have been strange if he had not gained weight.
Tang Song looked at himself in the mirror and understood.
In other words, the dream Secretary Jin had constructed this time was anchored to the timeline of November 2022.
As the passive connection target, Secretary Jin's subconscious could not distinguish whether he was the actively invading "real Tang Song" or the "dream person" she had imagined herself.
In her dream,