Chapter 689: Pulling, Ambiguity, Lady
In the private room of the club, the atmosphere was quiet and solemn.
The soft light fell on the silver-white cheongsam, highlighting Ouyang Xianyue's plump and slim figure.
The darkly embroidered bluegrass pattern is looming in the light and shadow, floating slightly with her breathing.
With calm and deep eyes, he quietly looked at Xie Shuyu opposite.
She is beautiful and gentle.
But at this time, Xie Shuyu felt that his world was extremely quiet.
There is only one thought in my mind.
She is dreaming!
But there is a slight pain coming from the tip of the tongue, the scent of agarwood lingering in the nose, and the warm ink painting on the paper in the palm of my hand.
It reminded her clearly that this was true.
It wasn’t a ridiculous hallucination she had after being “teased” by Tang and Song Dynasties, but how could this be possible?
If we talk about the identity of the chairman of [Rongliu Capital], it is acceptable. After all, he has shown a huge wealth.
But this is Ms. Ouyang!
Although for a top entrepreneur like her, there is basically no gossip information circulating outside.
But Xie Shuyu has heard of some information about Ms. Ouyang.
Especially her close friend Meng Ran has mentioned this legendary woman in front of her more than once.
Ouyang Xianyue is 36 years old this year.
She was once married, and her husband also came from an extraordinary background. He was the chairman of [Xinkaihang Electronics], the predecessor of [Tangyi Precision].
Later, her husband died unexpectedly, in order to keep the employment of tens of thousands of employees and to fulfill her husband’s legacy.
As a female, she resolutely took over the [New Kaihang] which was on the verge of bankruptcy.
No one expected that she actually achieved a great career.
She has resolute execution, amazing business sense, and almost demanding sense of responsibility.
It has set a new benchmark in the fields of domestic substitution, employment stability and social responsibility.
Today, she is recognized as a "representative of female entrepreneurs" at the capital, industry and government levels.
Every public appearance she makes makes headlines in the financial media.
Every speech can trigger far-reaching discussions in the industry.
She is a truly respectable lady.
So everyone respectfully calls her "Ms. Ouyang"
But such a lady can actually be related to the Tang and Song Dynasties?
This feels unreal no matter how you look at it.
When she was feeling uneasy.
Ouyang Xianyue’s slender, snowy fingers gently brushed over the ink painting.
The voice is as clear and smooth as the wind, and the intonation is neither fast nor slow:
"I have always liked the song "The Provincial Examination Qi Ji Chang Ming" by Meng Haoran. The thin clouds are light, the Milky Way is dim, and sparse raindrops are falling on the sycamore leaves. The artistic conception is lofty and pure. Therefore, I also like your name one by one Shuyu."
Xie Shuyu suddenly came back to his senses.
Forced himself to come back to his senses and tried his best to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart.
“Thank you, Ms. Ouyang, in fact, this poem is also the origin of my name.”
After saying this, she seemed to have regained some of her mentality.
He bowed slightly and showed a decent smile, "I like this calligraphy and painting very much. Thank you for your gift. I will treasure it well."
"As long as you like it." Ouyang Xianyue pursed her lips and smiled softly, with just the right amount of elegance.
Watching Tang and Song communicate with the two, their eyes flickered and their thoughts flowed.
The Ouyang Crescent Moon I saw today seemed a little different.
It’s not just this sexy cheongsam.
There are also carefully dressed makeup, accessories, and even perfume.
And every smile, she unabashedly exudes the charm of a top woman of her age.
This is subtly different from the restrained and elegant lady before.
In his memory, this was the first time he saw Ouyang Xianyue like this.
I have to admit, it is indeed very tempting.
Curb your dirty little thoughts.
Tang Song raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said at the right time: "Your handwriting is indeed beautiful, and it is very elegant, and I like it very much. How about giving me a copy later?"
Hearing this.
Ouyang Xianyue's eyes instantly revealed a radiant smile, "I have indeed prepared a pair for you. I will give it to you personally after dinner."
Her eyes flowed like water waves, and she looked at Tang and Song Dynasties quietly.
She exudes the aura of a lady that has been accumulated in time and power.
Gorgeous and exquisite.
This quiet temptation made the little hearts of Tang and Song Dynasty beat faster and faster again.
"Okay, thank you then."
Ouyang Xianyue then turned her head and said to Xie Shuyu, who was still a little embarrassed: "Shuyu, the paper chosen for this painting is handmade rice paper, which is easy to get damp. You put it in the wooden box over there first, I prepared it."
"Okay."
Xie Shuyu quickly responded, carefully rolled the painting and put it into the carved sandalwood box.
With cautious movements and still nervous expression, Ouyang Xianyue looked at this scene and smiled a little deeper.
“Let’s go, I’ll show you the private dishes here.”
After saying that, she turned around gracefully and led the way herself.
He led the two of them around a screen and walked into the private dining room connected to it.
As the three of them took their seats.
Several waiters in Hanfu quietly opened the door and came in.
A slight sound of clinking porcelain was heard, and the air was filled with warm aroma.
It is a local seasonal private banquet dish in Sichuan Province.
Bamboo fungus stewed with fish maw in golden soup, oxtail stewed in stone pot, cold beef with light shadow, spicy crab claws, silver tofu pudding, braised seabass with green peppercorns——·
Each dish is exquisitely presented, the portion is not large, but it is full of elegance.
Ouyang Xianyue said softly: "The food here is the most authentic reformist Sichuan cuisine. I heard that you don't like spicy food, so I asked the chef to adjust the taste. It's light but not too spicy. You should like it."
Her tone was extremely natural.
But Xie Shuyu was flattered, "You are too kind, thank you."
She never expected that this Ouyang girl, who was busy with everything, would know in advance and even remember her taste preferences.
It was obvious that she had been investigated in advance.
Thinking of this, her heart suddenly trembled.
Subconsciously glanced at Tang Song beside him.
If Ms. Ouyang and Tang and Song Dynasties really have that kind of warm relationship.
Then what is your identity when you come here today?
The girlfriend of the Tang and Song Dynasties?
If this is the case, then Ms. Ouyang - will it be at this time?
On the plate in front of her, there was an extra piece of seabass meat with all the fine bones removed.
The magnetic voice of Tang and Song Dynasty rang in her ears: "Sister Shuyu, try this braised seabass with green peppercorns. It is very tender and not spicy. It should suit your taste."
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The female entrepreneur in a silver cheongsam was holding the soup cup with her head down and taking an elegant sip.
The light hits the side of her face, her skin is delicate and her eyebrows are calm.
There was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about this scene.
She breathed a sigh of relief and put the piece of bass meat into her mouth.
The fish is tender and fragrant.
"It's really delicious." She said sincerely.
Before she could put down her chopsticks.
I saw Tang Song pick up another piece of plump fish belly and put it directly on the dinner plate in front of Ouyang Xianyue.
"Ouyang, you should try it too."
Ouyang? !
Xie Shuyu’s hand shook and he almost lost his grip on the chopsticks.
She looked up in surprise, almost unable to believe her ears.
The Tang and Song Dynasties actually called "Ouyang" directly? !
This is not just presumptuous.
In a circle like theirs, the way of addressing itself is a definition of status.
The tone of Tang and Song Dynasties without any honorific title is almost like facing an ordinary friend.
She immediately looked at Ms. Ouyang opposite.
However, he saw that not only was there no trace of anger on the other party's face, but a touching shy smile appeared on his face, he picked up the fish and took a small bite.
Xie Shuyu’s intuition as a woman told her.
The relationship between these two people is more special than I thought.
The dinner party unfolded slowly in such a warm and subtle atmosphere.
Ouyang Xianyue naturally chatted with Xie Shuyu about [Shimmer Coffee].
From new product research and development, supply chain system, to the creation of brand value and the optimization of membership system.
Her tone was unhurried and not condescending.
Instead, from the perspective of a senior, I discussed the future strategy of new consumer brands with Xie Shuyu.
The more Xie Shuyu listened, the more he admired him.
She is already smart and keen, and she can hear the depth of this female entrepreneur’s thoughts.
Ms. Ouyang’s perspective on the problem is completely from the perspective of “top-level design”.
Every sentence is like a pen of enlightenment, both a suggestion and a direction.
When it comes to brand long-termism and cash flow management.
Ouyang Xianyue gently raised his glass and touched it with her, his eyes gentle and powerful.
"You can start from scratch and build [Shimmer Coffee] to its current scale, which is a great thing in itself.
Starting a business does not rely on inspiration, but on persistence
“You have this quality, we are actually the same kind of people.”
Xie Shuyu felt touched in his heart.
He said seriously: "Thank you, Ms. Ouyang, for your encouragement. I will continue to work hard and live up to your expectations."
Tang Song smiled and casually added: "I also feel this way. Sister Shuyu's style of doing things is actually very similar to yours before."
Ouyang Xianyue raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes a little playful, "Oh? Do you mean she looks like me when I was young? Haha - are you reminding me that I am older?"
Xie Shuyu's heart suddenly tightened.
Tang Song noticed the slight teasing in her tone and looked into her eyes calmly.
He smiled lightly and said: "Of course not, you are at your most attractive age now, and you are still very young. What I mean is the courage to not back down in the face of difficulties, and the logic to do things."
Ouyang Xianyue pursed her lips and chuckled, "Okay, thank you for the compliment."
The atmosphere became gentle and relaxed again.
Xie Shuyu also breathed a sigh of relief.
The lights on the dining table flickered, reflecting on the faces of the three people.
Soon, under Ouyang Xianyue’s guidance, the topic began to become personal.
She put down her glass and asked casually, "Shu Yu, I remember your birthday was in February 1991, right?"
"Well, yes."
"Then - we are actually of the same generation." Ouyang Xianyue glanced at the Tang and Song Dynasties beside him, with a hint of reminiscing about the past in his tone, "When I was in college, the most popular TV series were "Struggle" and "Soldier Assault", and I listened to them on MP3 Still Stefanie Sun. At that time, Taobao had just emerged, and there was no Tmall yet. Nokia was still the dominant player in the mobile phone industry, and everyone wanted an N95.——" Her words immediately brought back the memory of Xie Shuyu's youth.
The two of them chatted about the animation, celebrities, and pop culture of their era -
Ouyang Xianyue's conversation was elegant and her social balance was just right.
She knows when to listen, when to respond, and changes topics naturally.
The tone is soft and humorous.
Xie Shuyu is also a master in the social field. He keenly captures the emotional rhythm of her words and answers accordingly.
The more the two chatted, the more they became attached to each other.
During this process, Xie Shuyu also successfully helped her best friend Meng Ran get autographs from Ouyang Xianyue, and also brought a message.
Tang and Song Dynasties listened and watched with relish.
It seems as if following their descriptions, I feel every bit of things related to them in that era.
He looked at the two equally mature and beautiful beauties opposite.
One is a female entrepreneur who has gone through storms and remains calm.
One is a self-made and enterprising entrepreneurial woman.
Moreover, it can indeed be said that they are peers.
They are all in their 30s.
Soon, Tang Song thought of Wen Ruan and Jiang Yourong, who were also slightly older.
His eyes fell on Ouyang Xianyue uncontrollably.
Her figure is neither Wen Rou's almost exaggerated perfect hourglass shape nor Jiang Yourong's simple and voluptuous plumpness.
It is just the right amount of richness, full of oriental classical charm.
There are no obvious muscle lines on her body, and there is no fat on her waist.
The whole person presents a round and smooth curve.
Once again, Tang and Song had extremely evil thoughts about themselves, the "widow" trained in the game.
His throat rolled slightly, trying hard to suppress his surging emotions.
As a standard LSP.
When he was selecting and developing characters in the game, in addition to ability ratings, the most important thing he valued was appearance.
So, all female characters including Secretary Jin, Su Yu, Ouyang, Annie, and Mo Xiangwan.
Without exception, they are all top beauties that are pleasing to the eye.
After all, it’s a game, so you have to enjoy it as much as you want.
At this moment, the "SSR Complete Body" Ouyang Xianyue was in front of him, all dressed up, all restraint gone, and full of firepower.
The charm exuded by her body is irresistible to any man.
Of course he is no exception.
At this moment.
Ouyang Xianyue's eyes suddenly looked over and met his fiery gaze.
Tang Song’s eyes twitched slightly, and he used the effort of eating vegetables to hide his gaffe.
Notice this scene.
Ouyang Xianyue’s mouth showed a meaningful smile.
The dinner party gradually came to an end.
The bamboo shadows outside the sandalwood window sway gently in the night.
Ouyang Xianyue wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly with a napkin, his posture as calm as ever.
She turned to Xie Shuyu, her tone gentle but with a hint of refusal:
"Shuyu, the private chef here, in addition to Sichuan cuisine, also makes very authentic Soviet-style desserts. Especially the 'chicken head rice', which is sweet and soft, and was flown over from Suzhou, which can relieve the spiciness. I asked Secretary Chen to take you to the kitchen and pick out a few items to try. I also packed some back for your good friend Meng Ran. ”
Her words were thoughtful and considerate.
It’s simply impossible to refuse.
"This is too much trouble for you."
"You don't have to be polite with me." Ouyang Xianyue patted her hand, and then winked at Chen Jing who understood.
Secretary Chen understood the situation and said warmly: "Mr. Xie, please go this way."
The door was gently pushed open, and the light gathered into a soft halo behind Xie Shuyu.
As her figure slowly disappeared from the door, the atmosphere of the entire box also changed.
Ouyang Xianyue turned to look at Tang and Song opposite.
In those gentle and beautiful eyes, there is a layer of complicated and unspeakable light.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
Ouyang Xianyue was the first to speak: "Let's go, take you to get the calligraphy and painting I gave you."
"Yes."
Tang Song stood up and gently pushed the chair away.
The two walked quietly through the corridor.
Come to a quiet room at the end of the second floor.
It was a minimalist studio with many ink sketches hanging on the wall.
There are special sand, ink ingots and rice paper on the tables.
Ouyang Xianyue walked to the table and stroked the framed scroll with her delicate hands.
The fingertips bring out the faint fragrance of ink.
"My painting skills are rudimentary, I just freehand, I don't know if you like it or not."
Her tone seemed a little nervous and ambitious, but her appearance was still calm and elegant.
The Tang and Song Dynasties took it over and started to feel slightly heavy.
He slowly unfolded the scroll.
A familiar figure appeared in front of him.
It was exactly a few days ago that in the courtyard named [Jinli Villa], under the fiery red maple tree, he stretched out his hand to brush away the fallen leaves from her shoulders.
The brushstrokes of ink and wash are freehand and expressive.
With just a few strokes of his hand, Liao vividly described his tenderness and concentration at that time.
And in the blank space of the scroll.
Yue Yong wrote a short poem in elegant running script:
[The crescent moon covers the maple shadow, and the wind blows heavily. If this body is a dream, why not share the beauty of autumn. 】
Tang Song stared at the poem, his pupils tightening slightly.
With the current cultivation and sensitivity of the Tang and Song Dynasties, one can naturally read the hidden meanings.
It was an emotion that had been restrained for too long, and it was slightly opened under the shell of rationality.
It can be said to be both subtle and bold.
The fingertips of Tang and Song Dynasty were gently caressed.
It seems that you can feel the hot temperature hidden between the lines.
In other words, Ouyang Xianyue, a lady who has always been reserved, is actually confessing her love to him? !
Or it can’t be called “confession”, but should be called “testing”?
He raised his head and looked at Ouyang Xianyue.
The other party was standing in front of the case, and the light was slanting on the side of her neck.
Light and shadow flowed on the satin surface of her cheongsam, and the dark bluegrass patterns between the skirts seemed to be lit up by the night.
Her posture is still graceful and her smile is light.
It seems that I am not aware of the emotion hidden in this poem at all.
The two of them just looked at each other quietly.
The air seemed to become moist.
After a while, Tang Song slowly exhaled and broke the heart-stopping silence.
"The painting is very good, I like it very much. Did you write this poem yourself?"
"Hmm." Ouyang Xianyue nodded gently, his eyes as calm as water, "What do you think of my writing?"
"The words are very elegant, the writing is restrained, but there is an edge that is not easy to detect. It's just that I don't quite understand the imagery of the last two sentences."
"Oh?" She tilted her head, chuckled, and said in an unhurried tone, "It's actually very simple."
She stretched out her green fingers and tapped the scroll.
"'This body is like a dream" means that life is like a dream, gathering and dispersing like smoke. And 'why not share the beauty of autumn together?'" She raised her deep eyes and looked at Tang and Song Dynasty without hesitation, her voice was as soft as a whisper: "... Of course, it's the red leaves on the trees full of trees.
If we can enjoy such beautiful scenery together, why not?"
Her words were watertight.
It seems that the Tang and Song Dynasties just thought too much.
But there are clearly ripples of reverie in his eyes.
The heart of Tang and Song Dynasty felt as if it had been brushed gently by a feather, making it numb with itch.
I couldn’t help but follow her words and asked: "I see, then who do you want to enjoy it with?"
"Maybe in the painting, maybe outside the painting? What do you think?"
Ouyang Xianyue raised the corners of his mouth and kept silent.
The fingers slide slowly, brushing against the figure under the red maple tree in the painting.
Reason is like a mirror, emotion is like fog.
The air seemed to be still at that moment.
Tang Song’s eyes twitched.
Good guy! Miss Ouyang, you are such a cultured person!
It was his first time to deal emotionally with a woman of this rank.
Every word she says is like a Tai Chi push hand. It seems weak and weak, but in fact it is hidden.
You can always throw all the problems back to yourself in a more ambiguous way.
Especially Ouyang Xianyue’s special identity and her unique temperament of a mature lady.
Now he feels like his mind is swaying.
But this also aroused some evil desire to conquer in his heart.
He pursed his lips and took the initiative: "It seems that you haven't signed this calligraphy and painting yet?"
"Yeah." Ou Yang Xianyue's eyes flashed, "I have been hesitant. I don't know how to sign the signature, which is the most suitable one? I don't know where to put it."
Tang Song's breathing became slightly faster.
He took a step forward, stood beside her, and pointed at a blank space in the scroll.
“I think this place is very good, just write the word ‘Ouyang’. 》
Ouyang Xianyue lowered his eyes, picked up a purple hair brush in his bare hand, and dipped it in ink.
The tip of the pen was suspended on the rice paper, and the ink was about to drip, but she did not drop it.
She turned slightly sideways, seeming to be thinking and waiting.
“I’m still not sure where to put my pen, how about you give me a good pointer?”
Her voice was very soft, with just the right hint of embarrassment.
Tang Song took a step forward again, almost standing behind Ouyang Xianyue.
She was completely enveloped in her own aura and shadow.
My eyes couldn’t help but look at her hip curves that became more rounded due to her forward posture, and her waist outlined by the cheongsam.
The full and taboo charm that belongs exclusively to a mature lady comes to you.
Like a juicy peach.
He couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
Her unique and fragrant fragrance fills the nose.
The heartbeat is getting faster and faster.
The room fell into a strange silence.
Tang Song stretched out his hand and gently covered her hand holding the pen from behind.
Where you start, you will see a piece of delicate skin that is as warm and moist as jade.
Cold, yet incredibly soft.
"Here is one"
He guided her hand and slowly moved towards the blank space that had been selected.
With this movement, his body inevitably came into substantial contact with her plump and soft back. Ouyang Xianyue's body instinctively leaned forward, but her hands exerted slight force under his guidance, as if she wanted to maintain stability.
And along with this movement, her round buttocks wrapped in cheongsam touched her back gently.
That moment.
Tang Song felt the blood all over his body rush into his mind with a "boom".
There was a violent reaction immediately.
However, Ouyang Xianyue in his arms seemed unaware of all this.
Her whole mind seemed to be concentrated on the tip of the pen.
Smoothly on the blank space, the graceful word "Ouyang" fell.
Tang Song looked at the noble lady from the side and back, feeling the heat and richness of her body, and felt a strange shiver in his heart.
Just like when we first met her in [Dreamland], she looked like a scalpel wrapped in velvet.
But now, under the baptism of time and the infiltration of power.
This scalpel has become more elegant and gorgeous.
It’s also even more addictive.
Thinking back on the contact with Ouyang Xianyue during this period and her performance today.
Tang and Song could not help but think to themselves: I am so awesome!
Such a woman was actually cultivated by herself.
This would have been without the blessing of the special "divine" state of the [Dream System].
Ouyang Xianyue can definitely play with himself.
No wonder Secretary Jin is so guarded against her.
It’s no wonder that the “Dreamland of Tang and Song Dynasties” would deliberately provoke the relationship between them in order to maintain a delicate balance.
She is too smart, too experienced, and too aware of the power of boundaries.