Chapter 674 Warning to outsiders Qingyu
Looking at the words on the system light screen, an inexplicable emotion surged in Tang Song's heart.
The memory he currently has is up to the end of 2018.
That’s not long after Christmas.
I clearly remember her last look on Su Yu’s birthday that night.
It was an almost humble, painful feeling of despair.
It can be said that Su Yu can become such a paranoid and even crazy character today simply because of the "PUA" of [Dreamland Tang and Song Dynasty].
A good, prosperous superstar was forcefully trained into an insecure paranoid yandere.
This interactive task can be regarded as an opportunity to make amends.
"I'm hanging up! I'm going to participate right away! There are fans! I'm going to inform you too! Organize everyone to forward it together!"
Qiuqiu on her lap has completely forgotten her shyness at this moment, forgetting that she is still sitting intimately on Tang Song's lap.
The whole person fell into a fanatic state unique to fans.
Then, she immediately opened the Weibo App excitedly.
For her, a hardcore "fish fan", this is simply the ultimate dream falling from the sky.
Su Yu is not only her idol, but also the faith and light that supported her in those dark years.
Especially during the most difficult days after my grandma passed away.
If she hadn’t listened to Su Yu’s songs every day and watched her inspirational stories of climbing to the top step by step in the face of adversity, she might really suffer from depression.
Of course, now there is another light source named "Tang and Song" in her world.
Tang Song turned off the system light curtain and followed suit.
Immediately I saw the latest news hanging high on the first page of the homepage.
[Su Yu: I want to spend your birthday this year with you.
Thank you all for your long-term support and companionship. This Christmas, which is my birthday, I will participate from all fans: please go to the top activity page of the Suyu official fan support club forum, fill in your personal information and submit an application. All fans can participate and we look forward to meeting you. ]
Looking at this update, Qiuqiu was so excited that her whole body was trembling slightly, feeling Qiuqiu's excitement and investment.
Looking at her face that looked a bit like Su Yu’s, Tang Song couldn’t help but pinch QQ.
I have to say that Qiuqiu’s figure is really good.
Standard "comic figure", thin waist, long legs, perky hips, big breasts, everything is just right and feels great.
Especially since she regularly practices yoga, her figure is extremely flexible.
Although there is no exaggerated hourglass line like Wenruan, it is better than the ultimate symmetry and harmony.
After the personal measurement just now, he can confirm that the nickname "Xiao Suyu" is worthy of its name.
It is much more real than Qingqing, who is known as "Xiao Suyu in the coser world".
"Why can't I submit? No response!" Qiuqiu on her lap said to herself eagerly, constantly poking at the phone screen.
Tang Song took a look and explained: "This is an instant excessive traffic, which triggered the overload protection of the server. Don't worry, the event will continue for half a month anyway, just wait until the popularity subsides a little."
With Su Yu's current popularity and the special significance of this event, it is enough to set off a phenomenal carnival on the entire network.
After all, Su Yu has always kept a distance from his fans and has never held such a private interactive event.
"Okay, we can only participate later." Qiuqiu put down her phone, and only then did she realize the extremely intimate sitting posture between the two.
And the fiery body of the Tang and Song Dynasties beneath him.
She whispered, her cheeks turned red, and she subconsciously wanted to stand up from his lap.
However, it was firmly fixed by the Tang and Song Dynasties.
"What's wrong? QQ." Tang Song looked at her with a smile.
Qiuqiu’s cheeks turned red with embarrassment and she whispered: "I...my mother may be back soon"
Tang Song kissed her on the rosy cheek and asked in a gentle tone: "Can you accept this level of closeness today? You won't feel disgusted, right?"
After all, Qiuqiu has the underlying problem of "frigidity", and it is a sequelae of her childhood trauma.
Therefore, he still hopes to proceed step by step and respect her feelings.
Qiuqiu did not dare to look into his eyes. She was silent for a moment and shook her head gently.
Tang Song touched QQ, looked at her and asked: "What do you mean? I don't like it? Or I'm not disgusted."
Qiuqiu whispered, bit her lower lip, and then replied in a weak voice: "No, I am not disgusted, I am not disgusted."
In fact, she was not disgusted before, but because of her senior sister Gao Mengting, she did not dare to have too many cross-border contacts with Tang and Song Dynasties.
But now she knows that Tang and Song Dynasty had several girlfriends.
Then, if you do this, you shouldn’t be considered sorry for your senior sister, right?
Of course, the most important thing is today’s "magical soldiers descending from the sky" in the Tang and Song Dynasties.
To her, it was like a hero stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, saving her and her mother from the abyss of despair.
The long-repressed love in her heart has long been like churning magma and can no longer be suppressed.
At this moment.
“Click—”
The sound of a key turning came from the door.
Hearing the movement, Qiuqiu, who was still in Tang Song's arms, immediately jumped up from his lap.
He stood aside helplessly, lowering his head to straighten his slightly messy clothes.
Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open.
Li Meihua came back carrying several shopping bags filled with fresh vegetables.
"Auntie, you are back." Tang Song stood up with a smile, there was nothing unusual on his face.
It’s as if nothing happened just now.
Li Meihua smiled warmly and said: "Oh, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I met an acquaintance on the road and insisted on dragging me into a dragon gate formation. I couldn't leave for a long time!"
"It's okay, auntie, we just finished talking."
"Auntie, I will eat whatever you do, just your specialty dishes."
"I want it!" Li Meihua put on her apron and walked towards the kitchen in a hurry.
Qiuqiu looked at him and whispered: "I'm going to help my mother, hurry up, you sit down for a while."
After saying that, she ran into the kitchen like a frightened deer.
Looking at her hurried back, Tang Song couldn't help but chuckle.
Immediately, he sat on the sofa again and picked up his phone.
Click on Weibo and enter Su Yu’s latest news.
First clicked the forward button.
Then, after thinking for a moment, he typed a message: "Support my favorite female star, and look forward to becoming that lucky 'male koi'." @苏鱼. ”
After doing all this, he put away his mobile phone with satisfaction and leaned back on the sofa in a leisurely manner.
Listening to the life-filled conversations coming from the kitchen and the clashing of pots and pans, the corners of my mouth curled up with a warm arc.
He could feel that Qiuqiu was opening up a little bit.
And the relationship with her mother seemed to be beginning to show signs of dissolution in this daily life full of fireworks.
Maybe she really lacks love.
It’s like a flower growing in a dark corner and never seeing sunlight.
With just a little bit of warmth and kindness, you will work hard and desperately to look in the direction of the light and bloom into your most beautiful posture.
And give her care, release kindness, save her from the quagmire of the past, and finally harvest her bloom.
Tang and Song found that they also gained a deep sense of satisfaction from this process.
Perhaps, this is the true meaning of the prop [Dream Flower Seed].
France, Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur region.
Tangkin Manor.
The afternoon sun shines on the vast lawns and rolling grapevines, dyeing the entire world with a warm and lazy golden color.
A crisp and rhythmic sound of horse hooves floated in the air.
Secretary Kim wore a hand-made white equestrian suit and rode a black, shiny Andalusian horse.
On the manor’s exclusive track, obstacle course training is conducted.
Her back is straight, her waist is slender, her posture is impeccably elegant, and she seems to be integrated with the majestic thoroughbred horse beneath her.
Under the sun, a healthy blush appeared on her beautiful face due to exercise, and her temples were wet with sweat, adding a heroic spirit full of vitality to her.
At the end of the training, she dismounted neatly and gracefully.
The groom who had been waiting aside immediately stepped forward respectfully and led the horse, which was still panting.
Secretary Jin walked into the lounge next to the track while wiping his sweat with a towel.
Immediately afterwards, a loud whistle sounded, and a sexy and hot figure rushed over and hugged her affectionately. "Seriously, Mira. Watchingyouride".—(Seriously, Mira. Watching you ride a horse is more enjoyable than watching the Olympics. You are so beautiful.)"
Anne Kate only wore a black sports bra and high-waisted tights. Her muscle lines were smooth and tight, and her whole body exuded wild and confident heat, full of burning hormones.
"My dear, I am riding a horse, not wrestling with you. Please maintain the safe social distance that a noble should have."
Secretary Jin gently broke away from Annie's hand, walked to the bar, poured himself a glass of ice-cold soda water, and added a few fresh lemon slices.
While sipping, I admired the pastoral scenery outside the window that looked like an oil painting.
[Tangkin Manor] has just been officially put into use.
This is also the first time she has fully appreciated its scenery.
Anne came over reluctantly, poured herself a glass of manor-brewed red wine as deep as blood, and said in an exaggerated tone: "I swear to God, Mira, this place is simply paradise. Private terminal, top equestrian track, and this damn manor-brewed red wine that is more mellow than Bordeaux First Growth! I love it here!"
Immediately, she began to praise him non-stop.
Secretary Jin listened with a smile and only occasionally responded with one or two words.
After a while, Annie suddenly called out, turning the screen of her phone to her, with a smile on her face:
"Hey ! Lookatthis! (Hey! Look at this!) That female star is declaring war on you in front of everyone." Secretary Jin checked the certificate, put down the glass, and glanced at her mobile phone.
Immediately, I saw the screenshot sent by Su Yu in the WeChat group.
This is the Weibo post that Tang Song just forwarded and commented on Su Yu's "Birthday Lottery" event.
Su Yu specially used a red brush to circle the three words "favorite" in the Tang and Song Dynasty comments.
It seems particularly dazzling.
Secretary Jin’s fingertips paused imperceptibly, and there was a chill in his eyes.
Annie fanned the flames and said, "Would you like me to help you beat her up? Let her know who is the real mistress of this family?"
"No." Jin Meixiao's voice was still calm, but with an undeniable dignity, "I have my own plan, don't mess with it."
"0K, 0K." Annie shrugged and said with some boredom: "I really don't understand why you waste so much energy on her. To be honest, Mira, with your status, she is nothing to you."
Secretary Jin took a sip of soda water elegantly and did not answer her, but his eyes became deeper.
She did pay too much attention to Su Yu.
But there are also extremely complex and realistic reasons behind this.
Starting from her personal emotional dimension, let’s not talk about the already existing "White Moonlight" Liu Qingning.
Su Yu is the only person who truly "robbed" the Tang and Song dynasties.
During the two years from 2017 to 2018, Tang and Song Dynasty poured a lot of emotion, time and resources into Su Yu.
He wrote songs for her, wrote scripts for her, planned concerts for her, acquired companies for her, donated equity and luxury houses to her, and even "wasted his real career" and put a lot of energy that should have been used for technology, finance, and industrial layout into Su Yu's star development plan.
She still remembers that Tang and Song once called Su Yu "the most perfect female star in his ideal" in front of her with an obsessed look.
She is indeed jealous of Su Yu.
And Su Yu has his own career territory, fan base and public opinion influence.
She is a real "beautiful woman".
It is also a "high-risk, highly emotional" unstable factor.
Of course, there is also the very important point of Ouyang Quarter Moon.
The "widow" who came from a top family was trying again and again to introduce Su Yu into the core trust of the Tang Jin family.
Jin Meixiao has never looked down upon Ouyang Xianyue.
Her skills, abilities, and character are all top-notch.
Not only does she have an unfathomable background in her family, but with the expansion of [Tang Yi Precision], she has completely controlled the huge family power left by her late husband Lin Qiming.
The predecessor of [Tang Yi Precision], Xin Kaihang, was the former property of her husband Lin Qiming’s family.
It was only after inheriting Lin Qiming’s legacy that she took over and operated New Kaihang.
Today’s [Tangyi Precision] is no longer an ordinary precision instrument company. Its industrial territory is spread all over the world. It is one of the world’s largest consumer electronics supply chain giants and even has its own industrial investment fund.
In terms of overall influence in China, in some aspects, it even exceeds [Smile Holdings].
Moreover, behind it is a political and business network that is large enough to influence national policy.
Who can guarantee that Ouyang Xianyue has no other thoughts?
After calming down his surging thoughts, Secretary Jin’s eyes fell on the phone screen again.
After a moment, a smile of unknown meaning slowly appeared on her face.
Turn around and walk out of the lounge with elegant and calm steps.
The two walked across the lawn next to the racecourse and took a battery car to the main building at the core of the manor, "the Residence" (official residence).
This is a magnificent building full of modernism style designed by the Pritzker Prize winner himself.
The huge floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall and neat geometric lines perfectly blend with the surrounding natural landscape.
In front of the building is an infinity pool as calm as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky of Provence and the rolling white clouds.
This is the reception center and residential core of the entire manor.
Secretary Jin did not go in immediately, but said to Annie: "Take a picture for me."
"I am extremely happy." Annie immediately became energetic and took the mobile phone handed over by Secretary Jin.
Secretary Jin stood on the steps, with a bright smile on his beautiful face.
The afternoon sun reflected her ivory white equestrian uniform like silk satin, perfectly outlining her body curves.
"Click"
Annie pressed the shutter, perfectly freezing this picture full of modern power aesthetics and natural scenery. Jin Meixiao took the phone, took a look, and nodded with satisfaction.
Then, she clicked on the WeChat group and sent the photo.
The message said: "Tang Jin Manor has been officially put into use. Members of the Tang Jin Family Office are welcome to come over for vacation at any time."
Now, even Mo Xiangwan has joined the family office's decision-making committee.
And Su Yu is the only person in this group who is not qualified to step into this manor.
At this moment, Annie seemed to ask casually: "Xila, can I also have a private mansion here? I really like it here, and I really want to come and play here often."
Jin Meixiao slowly started to work, there was no smile in her fresh and energetic eyes, and she just stared at her quietly.
Annie felt guilty because of her: "You and I are competing? Did I say something wrong?"
Jin Meixiao stood on the higher step, looking down at the hidden horse from top to bottom.
She suddenly stretched out her hand, and with her delicate fingers, she irresistibly pinched Annie's chin, forcing her to look at her.
"Little Annie, I don't know what's going on in your heart. I clearly see what you did in the Tang and Song Dynasties. I even see clearly which brand of birth control pills you bought."
Annie's pupils suddenly shrank, and her face, which always had a bit of arrogance and provocation, revealed an unconcealable fear. , and I didn’t stop him, should he tell me what this means? If he dares to betray his body or interests, I will not harm his father, and he will never bear the price. ”
For Su Yu, for Ouyang Xianyue, and even for Anne Kate in front of me.
She doesn’t fully trust anyone.
They do not have the almost miraculous dream link between themselves and the Tang and Song Dynasties that spans time and space in the universe.
They are all “outsiders”.
November 30, 2023, Thursday, 10~15℃.
Six o’clock in the morning.
Chengdu, Jinli Villa.
In the ultimate silence, Tang Song slowly opened his eyes.
With the SMS notification sound of bank card arrival, a wonderful day started.
Walking out of the independent hotel called "Tingzhuxuan", a chill of early winter in Chengdu hit my face.
There is a faint smell of vegetation and moist soil in the air.
The sky was still dark, and there were a few scattered birdsong in the distance.
He did not go for a morning jog. He just wore comfortable sportswear and took a leisurely walk in this quaint courtyard.
Wait until the time is almost up.
He took out his mobile phone and made a video call with Liu Qingning.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Yueguang’s lovely face, which looked a bit lazy after waking up, filled the entire screen.
She seemed to have just gotten up and was sitting on her knees on the soft hidden bed of the hotel.
Wearing a black and white color matching sportswear, her black fly hair was casually tied into a playful high ponytail, with a few soft air bangs placed in front of her smooth forehead.
That slightly elegant sports top, the silk porcelain cannot cover up her plump and full breasts.
"Good morning, my dear." Tang Song smiled and kissed the camera.
Liu Qingning's face turned slightly red, "Good morning."
"I have arrived in Chengdu, and the weather here is really good -"
The two of them just chatted about the sky, from the mist in Chengdu to the hidden rain in the deep city; from last night's sleep to today's breakfast.
As Tang Song walked, he focused his camera on the handsome black officials and the frost-covered bamboos in Tingcheli, sharing with her the tranquility of the early morning in Chengdu.
When Liu Qingning Chen Kuan ended, the call between the two also ended.
Tang Song returned to his home, took a hot bath seriously, and shaved off the green stubble on his chin.
Then, he put on a dark cashmere suit that was ironed by the butler.
Sitting in the study.
Opening the system interface, entering the warehouse, his eyes fell on a prop that exuded a soft milky white halo.
[Ganlu Spring Pot]: -Drinking the water or tea brewed from this pot during the fly period can nourish the five internal organs, clear the heart and lungs, and slowly and continuously improve body functions. (This physical item can be given as a gift)
[Note: There is a moonfly in the pot, and you will return to innocence after drinking it]
Select the prop and use it immediately.
Immediately, a simple and elegant purple clay teapot appeared in his hands.
The shape of the teapot is a classic stone ladle teapot, with smooth lines and well-proportioned proportions.
The body of the pot shows a warm and deep purple-red color, with a delicate surface and no trace of anger, as if it has been rubbed for a hundred years.
It is gentle, heavy, and full of an indescribable sense of luxury.
Tang and Song Dynasty opened the prepared customized wooden box and carefully put the purple clay teapot inside.
This prop is a real object and can be broken into pieces.
So he never dared to take it out easily, for fear that something would go wrong on the way.
Today, he is about to visit Ouyang Cheshi, who is known as the "national scholar".
It’s finally time for this item that can “nourish the five internal organs and cleanse the heart and lungs” to come in handy.
Thinking of meeting that person who only existed in legends, like Mount Tai and Beidou, even with the current temperament of the Tang and Song Dynasties, a trace of forgetfulness could not help but arise in his heart.
Take a deep breath.
He sat in front of his desk, turned on his computer, processed a few work emails, and replied to the unread message.
9:30 am.
"Dong-dong-dong-" There was a knock on the door.
The personal butler walked in and said respectfully: "Mr. Tang, Ms. Ouyang has arrived."
Tang Song nodded, stood up, and walked out of Tetsuko carrying the heavy wooden gift box.
As soon as you go out, you arrive at the familiar black Audi A8L, and you are standing there quietly, waiting for his graceful figure.
Today’s Ouyang Xianyue is obviously dressed up carefully.
She was wearing a black turtleneck cashmere sweater, with a fashionable cloak on top, and her black and smooth mid-length hair was meticulously pulled back.
She stood so quietly, in the winter mist of Chengdu, as beautiful as a classical painting with a far-reaching artistic conception.
Their eyes collided in the air, "Good morning, Ouyang." Tang Song's smile was clear and bright, even more dazzling than the warm sun at this time.
As if to hide it, Ouyang Xianyue subconsciously shifted her gaze by half a minute, "Good morning, are you used to sleeping last night?"
"It's good, I like it here very much."
"That's good, I'm afraid you won't get used to it. You can come here more often when you have more time." She said, with a faint smile on her lips.
As Tang and Song approached, an extremely high-grade and fragrant aroma mixed with amber and ebony lingered.
His brows were raised, feeling a little weird.
As far as he knew, Ouyang Xianyue did not have the habit of wearing perfume. The fragrance on her body always came from the natural agarwood dyed on her clothes.
But today, not only did she spray perfume, she even put on a more intense makeup than usual.
Her whole body looks more gorgeous and moving than yours.
Tang Song paused and praised sincerely: "You are very beautiful today."
Ouyang Xianyue's face was slightly unnatural, and she subconsciously brushed her hair on the temples, "Thank you."
Then, she turned around gracefully and opened the door of the World Bank for him herself.
The car drove smoothly out of Jinli Villa and merged into the city's traffic flow.
Ouyang Cheshi’s residence is located on the bank of Huanhua Creek in the west of the city. It is an extremely low-key resting place surrounded by tall plane trees and thick walls.
As the car approached slowly, the surrounding atmosphere gradually became solemn.
On both sides of the road, the armed police standing guard stood upright and had bright eyes.
When this Audi A8L drove in slowly.
Ouyang Xianyue turned sideways slightly.
Looking at the familiar boulevard outside the window, Sun said softly in an almost whispering and somewhat reminiscing tone: "This must be the first time I have seen this place. The last time was nearly five years ago. In early 2019, we were also sitting in the same car."
Hearing her words, you looked at her graceful and gorgeous profile and looked at the familiar scenery outside the window.
Tang Song’s heart suddenly beat violently.
Time seems to be infinitely stretched, frozen, and still at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, a pure white feather slowly floated into his sight, exuding a faint golden soft light, and was beautiful.
"Crash~~"
The torrent of memories surged in, drowning his thoughts.