Chapter 633 Breakup, School Anniversary
There was a muffled sound of "dong".
Liu Qingning’s body suddenly knelt down, one hand heavily placed on the solid mahogany dining table, and the other hand tightly covered her head.
The migraine that had just disappeared for a month came back again.
“Green Lemon!”
The expression on Su Yu’s face was instantly replaced by panic.
She quickly stepped forward and supported Liu Qingning’s shaky body, her voice filled with great panic: “What’s wrong with you?!”
She could clearly feel that Liu Qingning's body was trembling slightly, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her face was frighteningly pale. She came here impulsively because Tang Song was going to meet Jin Meixiao next month.
If Liu Qingning was provoked and provoked by herself, something would really happen.
That’s it!
"I'm calling an ambulance now! Just wait for me!"
Su Yu hurriedly took his cell phone from his bag, but his arm was firmly held by a cold hand.
Liu Qingning looked at her, her eyes that were a little out of focus due to severe pain were burning with an unprecedented and stubborn flame.
She spoke with difficulty, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth:
"I, I'm fine, just a migraine, an old problem, and I'll be fine soon. What did you mean by what you just said? Director Kim?
She—how could she? ”
In her already constructed and difficult world view—
She and the Tang and Song Dynasties had a deep relationship that lasted for more than ten years that no one could match.
Later, a charming Wenruan suddenly appeared. After struggling, she forced herself to accept it.
Later, she accidentally discovered Su Yu’s existence.
She regards the other party as the most powerful ultimate opponent in her long-distance love race. Although she is afraid and timid, she also secretly musters up the courage,
She is ready to face it bravely.
But now, Su Yu told her that the real "big devil" was someone else.
Who is Jin Meixiao?
She knew it when she was in college.
2018 Entrepreneur of the Year, a representative of young business leaders, on the cover of Time magazine, with investments all over the world, and a ubiquitous "smile" -
Of course, the reason why she was so frightened by Su Yu's words was also because.
She already knew before that Tang Song and Jin Meixiao knew each other.
Behind [Ling Ning Technology] and [Tang Zong Entertainment], there is the shadow of [Smile Holdings].
After graduating from college, the first company Tang Song entered was Meigou Technology. The chairman of Meigou at that time was Jin Meixiao.
And Qin Yingxue, who has a warm attitude.
She had guessed before that there must be a secret that she didn't know yet.
But she believes that it involves at most some cutting-edge technological innovation or deeper capital cooperation.
I never dared to think that Tang Song and Jin Meixiao would have another relationship.
Su Yu reached out to help her massage her temples, her voice full of worry: "Let's go to the hospital first, and when you recover, we can talk about this topic again, okay?"
She couldn't afford the crime of "persecution" of Tang and Song Bai Yueguang, and she didn't dare to take any more risks.
"No! I want to know now!" Liu Qingning's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of hysterical persistence, "You tell me!
I must know!"
"This" Su Yu looked at her eyes that were almost burning, gritted his teeth and said: "Tang Song and Jin Meixiao have known each other since 2016. They cooperated to create Smile Holdings. The reason why I did those wrong things to you impulsively is because In the final analysis, it’s all because of Jin Meixiao. She has been threatening me and not letting me get close to Tang and Song Dynasty."
Then, Su Yu began to narrate in a low voice. From her perspective, Jin Meixiao was an absolutely ruthless devil.
Because of the close relationship between Tang and Song Dynasty, Jin Meixiao targeted her in every possible way and suppressed and "persecuted" her many times.
From forcibly promoting the recapitalization and IP0 process of [Tang Zong Entertainment], causing her to lose part of her control over the company; to arranging intensive global concert tours that almost drove people crazy, draining her energy; to signing a series of time-consuming and labor-intensive commercial endorsements for her in the name of Tang and Song Dynasty that she did not want to accept·
Liu Qingning listened blankly, her lips pursed, and she said nothing.
Even the migraine seems to have been forgotten.
When Su Yu's voice finally stopped, the box fell into a dead silence.
As if in a dream, she asked in a low voice: "Do you have any evidence?"
Su Yu paused, as if he had expected that she would ask this question. She took out her phone, unlocked the screen, clicked on a photo she had prepared, and gently placed it in front of Liu Qingning.
Liu Qingning slowly lowered her head.
The background of the photo is in an office that looks extremely private, calmly and luxuriously decorated.
Tang Song sat behind a large desk, holding a pen in his hand, his posture elegant and relaxed.
The famous Director Kim, wearing his iconic business attire, stood quietly beside him, looking at him softly and intently.
She looked at the Tang and Song Dynasties in the photo.
That should be what he looked like when he was a sophomore in college. There was still a bit of high-spirited youth on his face, which was the look she was most familiar with.
But his eyes, which were always sunny and smiling, were particularly sharp and deep at this moment, even with a touch of unfamiliar indifference belonging to a superior.
It seems that he is the real owner of that room.
Looking at Liu Qingning’s eyes that became hollow and unfocused due to the huge impact, Su Yu’s heart suddenly tightened.
I am worried that the other person will be stimulated and something will happen.
She put away her phone and leaned forward slightly, "To be honest, I am indeed jealous of you. It's not just me. I believe that Jin Meixiao is also jealous of you."
Liu Qingning slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion.
Su Yu’s amber eyes revealed a trace of extremely complex emotions.
“Because the Tang and Song dynasties are completely different to you, the most special one.”
“In front of people like us, he is strategizing and mysterious. He is Always wearing a mask, you can never see through his true appearance."
"But only in front of you will he take off all disguises and auras and become fresh and pure."
"He will abandon all those awe-inspiring achievements and come into contact with you as a true, even a bit clumsy, "Tang and Song Dynasty". From high school to university, and then to the imperial capital——"
"Qing Ning, what you have is his most precious original intention, which he least wants to be contaminated by anyone. I am jealous of you, crazy with jealousy.
That's why I am laughed at by Jin Mei After being suppressed and stimulated again and again, she did those wrong things——"
Su Yu's voice became lower and lower, tears welled up from her eyes, and sobs sounded.
The expression on her face showed pain, vulnerability, embarrassment, and grievance.
This queen superstar showed the most distressing side of herself.
Liu Qingning lowered her head, and after a long silence, she slowly said: "Miss Su Yu, what you said - the amount of information is too much. I'm sorry, my mind is very confused now, I want to be alone."
"You really don't need me to accompany you to the hospital?"
"No, thank you."
Su Yu looked at her expression, wiped his tears, and then nodded: "Okay, then I won't disturb you. I came here this time because I wanted to get to know you in advance. After all, we will meet in Shanghai next time. I hope we can become close friends in the future."
After saying that, she picked up the bag placed aside, put on her sunglasses, turned around and walked out of the box.
The heavy door was gently closed behind him, instantly cutting off all the light in the room.
The moment you walk out of the executive restaurant.
The sadness, vulnerability and guilt on Su Yu's face faded away like the tide.
The actress’s performance has come to an end.
"Sister Yu." Personal assistant Cheng Xiaoxi came up quickly.
Su Yu nodded gently, "Let's go see Wen Ruan."
Imperial Capital, Financial Street, brightly lit buildings.
Several solemn-looking security personnel passed through the glass revolving door first and quickly stood on both sides of the door.
Scanning the surroundings with vigilance, he cleared an invisible passage.
Following closely behind were a group of men and women in suits and leather shoes with strong auras.
Surrounded by the crowd, Secretary Jin’s figure slowly appeared.
She was wearing a dark gray double-sided cashmere coat with a simple turtleneck sweater underneath, which highlighted her perfect shoulder and neck lines and fair skin.
“Click—”
The Maybach’s rear door was gently opened.
Secretary Jin gently nodded to the people behind him and sat in the car gracefully.
The car started smoothly and quietly merged into the river of cars on Chang'an Street.
The temperature inside the car is suitable and the air is quiet.
Shangguan Qiuya turned slightly sideways and said in a calm and respectful voice:
"Director Jin, Tian Jing arrived in the Imperial Capital this afternoon and successfully took over the related affairs of [Jingyi Asset Management].
< br>At the same time, she applied to me, hoping to meet with you. The reason for the application was about her job transfer.
As far as I know, this matter was arranged by Mr. Tang personally. ”
Secretary Jin leaned on the large and soft leather seat, with a straight lip line, "Then it will be tomorrow, you can arrange the specific time."
"Okay." Shangguan Qiuya continued to report while recording, "As for Shenzhen, Dong Ouyang met Miss Wenruan for the first time this morning. They had lunch together and talked for nearly three hours. ” She recounted all the details about the meeting between the two that she had already compiled in advance, from the length of the conversation, the change in expression when leaving, to Wen Ruan’s subsequent itinerary.
Secretary-General Jin’s curled eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was thoughtful, and he responded lightly: "Yes."
Shangguan Qiuya lowered her voice, "One more thing. Just now, Su Yu and the employees of Tang Zong Entertainment went to Qing Ning Technology and formally met with Liu Qing Ning.
After the meeting, Liu Qingning seemed to be in a very unstable mood and stayed alone in the box for a long time. He should have returned to his residence now. ”
Hearing this.
Hearing this, Secretary Jin sat up slightly, his eyes were clear, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corners of his lips.
It seems to have been expected.
After pondering for a moment, she said quietly: "Inform Qin Yingxue that if Liu Qingning wants to intervene in the personnel affairs of Qingning Technology, that is up to her. In addition, hint to her the importance of Tang Yi Precision to the Tang and Song Dynasties."
"Understood."
"There is one more." Secretary Jin looked at the rapidly receding night scene outside the window, his tone remained calm, "Xuan Ji Guang
Let her participate as much as possible in this project. ”
Shangguan Qiuya asked tentatively: “Copy that. Over to Tian Jing, our original plan was—”
“Since Mr. Tang has other plans for her, let’s cancel all the previous plans.”
Shangguan Qiuya responded and handed the tablet over, "This is the information you asked me to organize."
Secretary Jin took it casually and slid his fingertips gently on the screen, finally stopping on a photo.
The woman in the photo has a soft appearance and a gentle temperament.
Shangguan Qiuya was on the side and added the explanation in a timely manner:
"[Songmei Clothing]'s Double Ten The major promotion is very successful, and the monthly sales are about to exceed 100 million. The first step of branding is considered to be stable. As the executive vice president of the company, Ms. Gao Mengting played a vital role in the entire process, and her abilities are very good in both team management and strategy execution. ”
After looking at it for a moment, Secretary Jin suddenly raised his head and asked a question that Shangguan Qiuya didn't expect:
"Do you think she looks a bit like me?"
Shangguan Qiuya glanced at the photo on the screen, confirmed it slightly, and immediately said: "Her appearance does look a bit like you, but not as - Exquisite and elegant, the figure and temperament are also much different."
She paused, and continued to flatter her in a tone of stating the facts:
"And I discovered that [Songmei Clothing], which was co-founded by Mr. Tang and her, was named from 'Songmei' to [HEYISTUDIO]
The visual style of this brand seems to be inextricably linked to your aesthetic preferences. ”
Hearing this, Secretary Jin’s lips curved even shallower.
Looking at Gao Mengting on the screen, and flipping through the photos at the back, there was an unfathomable light in her eyes.
The carriage fell into perfect silence.
After a long time.
Secretary Jin finally looked away and put the tablet aside.
Look out the window.
The bright night view of the imperial capital flowed past the car window, illuminating her exquisitely beautiful face.
November 17, 2023, Friday, sunny, 0~13C.
It’s half past five in the morning.
Tang Song slowly opened his eyes, with a faint fragrance lingering on his nose.
In the darkness, Gao Mengting’s even and long breathing came from her side.
The two of them worked overtime until 10 pm last night, so he took the opportunity to invite the other person to Yan Jingtian City.
The partner, who was open to him, only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
At night, the two of them played two more ball games intermittently in the room.
The partners were extremely excited every time, dedicated and enthusiastic, but it was a pity that they were too incompetent and could only last ten minutes at most.
Tang Song pinched her cheek, stepped out of bed gently, and put on the [Dress Up - Infinite Vitality] sports suit.
Come to the living room.
Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, the moon is still high in the sky, and Yancheng is still sleeping.
Having just started the warm-up exercise, "Stare, stare, stare~" the ringtone of the WeChat video call rang.
【Lime】
Tang Song smiled and immediately pressed the answer button.
Liu Qingning’s familiar face instantly filled the entire screen.
Her long, silky hair was rarely tied into a refreshing bun, revealing her smooth and full forehead, which looked particularly cute.
"Good morning, Qing Ning, why is it so early today?"
Because winter is about to enter and the sun rises late, Liu Qing Ning's recent wake-up time has also been pushed back a lot.
“I couldn’t sleep, so I got up.” Liu Qingning moved her phone, and her entire upper body appeared on the screen.
She was only wearing a tight-fitting black camisole, which perfectly outlined her plump breasts.
The self-light of the Tang and Song Dynasties can’t help but be attracted to it.
It’s really the contrast between Bai Yueguang’s pure and lovely face and the domineering Big E.
"How is your health lately? The temperature has cooled down in the south, are you not sick?"
"No, you're fine." Liu Qingning's voice was dry, and she didn't seem to notice his gaze and walked straight towards the cloakroom.
“That’s good, your body is relatively weak, so you should pay more attention to it.”
"Well, I'll change my clothes before exercising."
Liu Qingning said, casually placing her phone on a cabinet in the cloakroom, with the camera facing her upper body.
Then, she bent down and began to take off her pajamas.
Because of the angle of view, Tang Song could not see her lower body. He could only see the thrilling arc squeezed out under the black camisole when she bent over, and the looming black underwear on her waist.
This is more tempting than seeing it directly,
Tang Song’s breathing began to become rapid, and he stared at the white moonlight on the screen without blinking.
Immediately, Liu Qingning turned around, turned her back to the camera, and began to take off her black camisole.
The screen in front of Tang Song was instantly covered by a large area of fair and smooth skin.
Liu Qingning picked up a set of off-white sportswear on the hanger next to her and started to put it on slowly.
The plump and plump breasts, without restraint, drew a dizzying arc along with her movements.
Because the details bear fruit, many outlines can be seen even from behind.
Tang Song’s breathing was completely messed up, and he had no intention of continuing to exercise.
"Qing Ning, your sportswear is too thin. It's cold outside and you'll catch a cold. How about changing to something thicker? I'll help you choose, okay?"
"No."
Liu Qing Ning ignored him and turned around, arranging her clothes in front of the mirror.
Then, she picked up her phone and went to the treadmill in the corner of the living room.
Set up the camera and started jogging at a constant speed.
Tang Song suppressed the restlessness in his heart and continued to exercise with her.
Time, in this silent and tacit companionship, passes little by little,
Half an hour later.
Liu Qingning’s movements slowly stopped,
She walked to the camera, bent over slightly, put her hands on her knees, and gasped for air.
Sweat, like morning dew, seeped out from her smooth forehead and full nose.
Along her clear jawline, it slipped all the way down and sank into the soaked sports vest. The whole body exuded an alluring watery light that made Tang and Song's blood boil.
He said directly: "Tomorrow is your birthday. I will go to Shencheng to accompany you. We haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."
Liu Qingning slowly stood up straight, looked at him on the screen, and suddenly said: "No, Tang Song."
"Huh?" Tang Song was slightly stunned and asked, "What do you mean? What's wrong with you?"
Liu Qingning did not speak.
Just looked at him so quietly.
Then, crystal tears rolled down from those stubborn eyes that were always shining without any warning.
She didn’t cry loudly, she just shed tears silently, with pear blossoms and rain.
The expression on Tang Song's face condensed, and his heart seemed to be severely blocked by a hand.
He tried to speak as softly as possible: "Qing Ning, don't cry, tell me what happened?"
Liu Qing Ning bit her lips and said in a clear voice: "Let's break up, Tang Song."
Looking into her eyes.
Tang and Song Dynasties instantly realized that Bai Yueguang was playing for real.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Song looked down and said, "What's going on? What happened? Tell me!"
"Click-"
The video call was directly turned off by Liu Qingning.
Tang Song’s brows twitched violently, and he immediately called back, but was rejected.
I called again and was rejected again.
A strong uneasiness filled his heart. Tang Song quickly found Liu Qingning’s phone number and dialed it directly.
"Dududu——"
The phone rang for a long time, and just when he thought he was about to hang up again, he was finally connected.
Tang Song said directly: "I will set off to Shencheng to find you now."
On the other end of the phone, a chuckle with a thick nasal sound suddenly came.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Qingning said in a joking tone: "Haha, I see you are anxious. I just - I dreamed last night that you bullied me, so I wanted to tease you this morning."
But Tang Song did not laugh, "This joke is not funny at all."
"Okay, okay, I know. "Xiao Song, I won't do it next time." Liu Qingning's voice became soft again, as if she was coquettishly speaking, "I have a surprise to inform you. I have bought a flight ticket a few days ago. This afternoon's flight departs from Shencheng and goes directly to Quancheng. I want to spend this birthday with you in my hometown."
"You want to go back to Quancheng?"
"Well, I suddenly felt homesick, and there is one more thing." There was a bit of anticipation and nostalgia in her voice, "After my birthday, it will be the 50th anniversary of our No. 1 Middle School.
Teacher Li called me specifically a few days ago and asked me to go back to participate, which is not good. Rejected.
Let’s go back to our alma mater and relive the past memories, shall we? ”
Tang Song’s heart palpitated slightly when he heard this familiar title that was unique to his high school days.
He was silent for a moment, and his voice softened: "Okay, it's true that we haven't returned to our alma mater together for many years."
"Yeah, yeah! It's settled then, no more chatting, I have to pack my things, bye."
"Bye."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Song's heart could not completely let go.
He knows her too well.
Bai Yueguang has always been mature and rational.
Even if you are joking in the most intimate moments, you will never use the word "break up" as a test.
Something must have happened behind this that he didn’t know about.
I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and thought for a long time.
Tang Song sighed.
However, this matter can only be clarified in person after meeting.
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, opened QQ, and scrolled through the screen with his fingertips.
Finally, my eyes fell on a group chat with Do Not Disturb set.
[Jingxian No. 1 Middle School Alumni Group]
This was added when he returned to his hometown last time and went to No. 1 Middle School to trigger [Light Feather of Memory]. (Chapter 362)
I almost never clicked it after that.
Click in and there will be so much information that you can’t even see it at a glance.
He scrolled up casually and soon saw a discussion about the school anniversary.
This year is the 50th anniversary of the founding of Jingxian No. 1 Middle School, and the standards are more than one level higher than in previous years.
On the invitation list, there are not only outstanding alumni and retired teachers, but also leaders of the education authorities and many social celebrities.
In some warm-up publicity, Tang and Song saw many familiar names.
They were all "persons of the hour" who shone brightly in high school.
Of course there is also Liu Qingning, the top scorer in science in 2016.
However, in the school records, Liu Qingning’s note is still “the co-founder of Century Intelligence.”
After all, she has not been in Qing Ning Technology for a long time.
And Tang Song, who was not outstanding in high school, was naturally not on the "special invitation" list.
He stared at the familiar campus photos and the faces that were gradually blurred and aroused, and an unspeakable emotion welled up in his heart.
He also has extremely complicated feelings about No. 1 Middle School.
It was the place where he worked hardest, most passionately, and most regretfully in his youth.
Fortunately, fortunately, I finally have the ability to make up for my regrets.
He slowly closed his eyes, and the whole world became quiet.
In front of my eyes, the girl wearing a blue and white school uniform, with a refreshing high ponytail and full bangs seemed to appear again.
She would tilt her head, tap his forehead lightly with the penholder, and mutter "idiot Xiao Song" angrily.
Then, he patiently explained complex physics problems to him over and over again.
After so many years of blurred time, he seemed to still be able to smell her clean scent that was mixed with the faint fragrance of shampoo and the chalk dust in the sun.
That was the flavor of his entire youth.