At 4 PM, Tang Song drove to Yunxi Tower.

The company was bustling with activity.

From 7 PM to 10 PM tonight, they would officially begin their second live stream.

After helping his colleagues for a while, Tang Song took Gao Mengting to the general manager's office.

He discussed the details he had agreed upon with Qi Wen regarding Jinxiu Commerce.

With his executive status and the friendship with Xiao Jing, everything was proceeding smoothly.

The supply prices were very low, cheaper than if they had negotiated directly with the factory, and they would also receive the highest rebate percentage.

"There’s definitely no problem on the channel side; a sales representative will come tomorrow to sign the contract with us," Tang Song said, lightly patting the shoulder of his pleasing partner beside him. "Next, it’s up to product selection; this part I’m not too familiar with, so I’ll rely on you."

Gao Mengting nodded with a smile, beginning to softly express her thoughts.

Since the development of the live stream room was progressing much faster than she had imagined, some of the original plans had been disrupted.

For instance, her stock worth 350,000 yuan was initially expected to last a long time, but now it could sell out in just two more sessions.

She had already contacted her previous suppliers to reorder a batch of summer clothing.

Initially, they would mainly focus on clearing out the remaining stock based on the profile of the live stream's fans and sales data to assess demand and determine which items needed to be procured.

The two sat on the sofa in the office lounge, chatting and laughing, and before they knew it, it was already past 6 PM.

“Knock, knock, knock—” A sudden knock sounded at the door.

“Come in.”

Then He Liting’s head peeked in.

Seeing the two bosses sitting together, she paused and said softly, "CEO Tang, CEO Gao, the ordered food has arrived."

After speaking, she gently closed the door.

The two continued to chat about product selection and procurement.

Suddenly, Tang Song’s phone on the desk rang.

"Then I’ll go eat first," Gao Mengting said, waving goodbye as she pushed the door open to leave.

Tang Song picked up his phone to check, and a smile appeared on his face.

It was Zhao Yaqian.

This busy beauty therapist friend rarely called him, especially at this time.

He answered the call, "Hello, Qianqian."

On the other end, the beauty therapist’s cheerful voice quickly rang out, "Song Ge, I’m on the day shift today, and I can get off work at 7 PM. Um... can you come pick me up?"

Tang Song looked at his wristwatch and chuckled, "Of course, at 7 PM, we won't miss each other."

He wouldn’t refuse his girlfriend’s little request.

"Okay, we won’t miss each other."

After hanging up, Tang Song tidied up a few things and went to the large conference room to say goodbye to his colleagues.

Now that the live streaming was on track, he, as the boss, didn’t need to participate in every session.

As he left, He Liting pursed her lips.

She opened her phone and sent a message to her cousin: "Qianqian, I’m working late tonight. After dinner, you can take your boyfriend to Tiankuo Garden for a stroll."

…

At Isha Beauty Salon.

Zhao Yaqian felt her face heat up as she saw the message from her cousin.

Letting Song Ge into her room...

Images of that night in the car flashed through her mind involuntarily.

Biting her moist lips, she felt a tingle in her heart.

At 19, a girl who had just tasted forbidden fruit was equally filled with curiosity and desire for intimacy with her boyfriend.

Finally, the workday ended.

Zhao Yaqian jogged to the changing room, opened her beloved Carryall, took out the white dress she had bought last time, and quickly changed into it, touching up her makeup in front of the mirror.

As she stepped out of the beauty salon, the heat wave hit her face.

Standing on the steps, she immediately spotted the elegant silver Mercedes at the roadside, with Tang Song standing beside it.

A big smile spread across her face as she ran over, adjusting her hair along the way.

"Song Ge." She stopped half a meter away from Tang Song, standing upright and looking at him with gentle and expectant eyes.

Tang Song sincerely complimented her, "That dress is beautiful; it suits you well and highlights your elegance."

Hearing this, Zhao Yaqian's smile broadened instantly, "Today is my first day on the day shift; I specially brought it along to wear outside for the first time."

This was the most expensive piece of clothing she had ever bought and the sexiest; she couldn’t wait for him to see it.

After speaking, she twirled around in front of him.

The soft, silky hem of her dress and her thick, wavy long hair swayed gently in the wind.

Tang Song embraced her youthful and fiery body and gave her a hearty kiss on the cheek, "Qianqian is truly beautiful."

Zhao Yaqian’s eyes sparkled as she returned the kiss on his face, "Song Ge is really handsome."

Then they both burst into laughter together.

After getting in the car, Zhao Yaqian turned sideways, excitedly saying, "Song Ge, today I’m going to fulfill my promise to you, so don’t stop me."

"What promise?"

"Fill it up with 95! Steak buffet!" Zhao Yaqian pointed ahead excitedly, "Let’s go, go, go, first to the gas station!"

Tang Song was taken aback, the memory of that scene popping up in his mind.

Rainbow umbrella, rainy night, good person card, wait for me to get paid...

"Did you finally get paid what you were owed?"

Zhao Yaqian laughed, "Not yet, but I’m in a great mood now and want to fulfill my promise."

Looking at the enthusiastic beauty therapist friend, Tang Song didn’t say anything further and started the car.

They arrived at a nearby gas station, and Zhao Yaqian rolled down the window, calling out eagerly, "Hello, fill it up with 95!" Newest update provided by novel·fiɾe·net

The total came to exactly 500 yuan for 61 liters.

Zhao Yaqian opened her plump wallet and pulled out five crisp red bills, handing them over generously.

After paying, she started the car.

Tang Song looked at her suddenly deflated wallet and asked, "You didn’t just empty your pockets, did you?"

Zhao Yaqian stuck out her tongue, "Last time I got 2300 cash; I spent 1800 on clothes, and this 500 is all that’s left."

Tang Song ruffled her hair, laughing, "I’ll transfer you some money later."

"No, no!" Zhao Yaqian bit her lip, speaking softly, "Song Ge, I don’t know if you believe me, but I didn’t like you because you drive a luxury car. Even if you had picked me up in a Wuling Hongguang, I... I would still let you kiss me."

Tang Song nodded firmly, "I believe you."

After all, the system could vouch for it, and this couldn't be faked.

Zhao Yaqian, who was initially going to explain, was suddenly moved to tears, reaching out to take Tang Song’s hand and place it on her thigh, "You’re so nice, Song Ge."

Tang Song held her warm, full thigh as he stepped on the gas, driving towards Wanda Plaza.

They arrived at the steak buffet that Zhao Yaqian had been dreaming about.

Actually, it wasn’t that expensive; two people could enjoy it for only 399 yuan.

In addition to steak, there were various cooked dishes, fruits, seafood, desserts, and more.

Zhao Yaqian buzzed around like a busy little bee, quickly filling the table.

When the grilled steak was served, Zhao Yaqian carefully cut it into pieces and presented it to Tang Song.

Swallowing hard, she said, "Song Ge, try this; it’s my favorite, and it’s delicious!"

Tang Song forked a piece and tasted it, "It’s indeed very good; thank you, Qianqian."

Zhao Yaqian smiled brightly, "I’m glad you like it. And this sushi has super tasty ham inside."

"You should eat too; don’t just focus on serving me."

"Okay, okay."

…

They chatted while sharing food.

They enjoyed their meal for a full hour.

At 8:30 PM.

In the Tiankuo Garden community.

The two strolled hand in hand around the neighborhood, with Zhao Yaqian adorably sharing stories and fun moments from her high school life.

After a round, she pulled Tang Song to stand under a bright streetlight.

Leaning slightly, she rested her head on his shoulder, holding his hand.

She took out her phone and snapped a shadowy selfie, happily posting it to her Moments.

Standing beneath Building 8, Tang Song pointed to the car beside them with a fiery gaze, "Qianqian, how about we go to the back seat for a while?"

Zhao Yaqian was taken aback for a moment but quickly reacted, whispering, "My cousin is working overtime today, so she’s not home."

Having learned from the last experience, she had diligently tidied up her room every day since.

Hearing this, Tang Song immediately perked up.

What a rare occasion! His beauty therapist friend was actually taking the initiative to invite him!

With a "click," he opened the car door and said brightly, "Let’s go

, darling."

Zhao Yaqian’s face turned red, quickly following him out of the car.

In the aged corridor, Zhao Yaqian stomped her foot hard, triggering the motion-sensor light.

The two quietly walked down the narrow corridor, the atmosphere becoming increasingly intimate.

Arriving at the door of 402, Zhao Yaqian opened her bag and pulled out her key. Due to some nervousness, she struggled a few times before successfully inserting it into the lock and opening the door.

With a "bang!" the door slammed shut.

Zhao Yaqian changed her shoes and led him into the living room.

Looking at the clean and tidy room, she cheerfully said, "Song Ge, my room is the one on the north side. Make yourself comfortable; I’ll get you some water."

Tang Song grasped her arm and sincerely said, "No need, Qianqian. Let’s check out your room first; I’m quite curious."

Zhao Yaqian nodded and pushed open her room door, calling out, "Ta-da——"

"Isn’t it tidy? I pay great attention to personal hygiene; I always fold my clothes and blankets neatly." Zhao Yaqian tried her best to create a good impression on her boyfriend, speaking with a steady heart while telling a little white lie.

In the less than 10 square meter small bedroom, aside from the bed, there was a dressing table with many neatly arranged bottles and jars, and various posters and decorations stuck to the walls.

Tang Song closed the door and casually locked it.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Yaqian trembled slightly, her face instantly turning red.

Yet she still boldly raised her head and even actively wrapped her arms around his neck.

Soon, the beautiful white dress fell to the floor.

Tang Song faced the fiery youthfulness of the beauty therapist.

In the small room, the temperature was rapidly rising.

Zhao Yaqian bit her moist, plump lips and whispered, "Song Ge, can we do it like last time?"

Tang Song felt a rush of heat and leaned in to whisper a few words in her ear.

Zhao Yaqian gasped, her voice trembling, "Oh… then… I’ll give it a try."