As the cyber girlfriend of a senior, she is invincible in the "April" comnt section.
Thinking of this, Yaoling chuckled softly.
Opened the Little Red Book App and scrolled to Tang Song’s latest post.
Scrolled down.
Her ID appeared at the top.
[Yaoling]: "Thanks, everyone, for supporting my cyber boyfriend. Any sisters interested in collaborating on brand clothing? We can form a ’cyber shareholder group,’ and discuss clothes’ color, style, and design details together~. Sisters who want to join can ssage ; can’t wait for you to hit up! Just so you know, I can directly convey your suggestions to April (#wink)."
What delighted Yaoling the most was that this comnt was manually pinned by Tang Song.
In other words, she received official recognition.
The one and only "cyber girlfriend"!
Ha ha, with this title, those other fanatics have to step down a notch!
In fact, ever since Tang Song’s makeover transford him into an attractive man, his Little Red Book comnt section has been flooded with "face fans."
These people leave comnts daily, desperately trying to make their presence known. Soone even created a group, hoping to snatch the "number one fan" title by "raising April" together.
The one that caught her attention the most was the girl with the ID [Su Yu’s April].
But as the most important early participant, the cyber girlfriend with the most interactions, familiar from middle school.
How could her status be threatened?
Opened the ssage interface, already filled with private chats.
As the core designer of Songi Clothing, Yaoling’s promise was serious, eager to listen to these people’s opinions, and help senior maintain his fan base.
Imdiately, Yaoling began sending group chat numbers one by one.
One reply ca particularly fast, almost imdiately after the ssage was sent.
[PikaQQ: "Thanks, already applied, hoping for quick approval."]
Yaoling was about to reply.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached from behind.
Then ca a familiar voice that made her heart race: "Lingling."
Instinctively turned around, her gaze landed on the person, lips curling upward, eyes sparkling, "President Tang, you’re here!"
Tang Song nodded slightly, exchanged a few words with nearby Huashang Clothing executives.
The group nodded and left, leaving the sample area quiet.
Tang Song approached the model, his gaze lingered on Yaoling, specifically on her hips.
With targeted fitness, this young sister’s talent gradually showed.
The full hips of her standard pear-shaped figure, even hidden under loose trousers, were eye-catching.
Overall, seed larger than big sisters’ peach hips, offering visual impact.
Noticing Tang Song’s gaze, Yaoling’s face flushed, boldly slapped him, "That’s impolite!"
Her palm touched his arm, feeling solid muscles, made her feel ticklish inside.
Tang Song chuckled lightly, "What’s wrong my cyber girlfriend? Can’t even take a look?"
Yaoling gasped, heart pounding, "Alright, considering you’re my cyber boyfriend and boss, I’ll reluctantly let it slide."
They bantered back and forth, tone relaxed yet slightly teasing.
Tang Song picked up the Autumn Encounter set and headed to the changing room.
Erging after a while.
Yaoling stood nearby, gaze instinctively eting his, froze.
Eyes misted over, bit her lower lip lightly.
Tang Song stood quietly as if a male lead stepping out of a literary film.
Caral brown turtleneck warm and sophisticated, slightly loose H-cut, natural shoulder drop, sleeves slightly tapered, lazy yet stylish; black trousers tailored and smart, with brown shoes, perfectly outlining his long figure.
His skin looked healthy and translucent amidst the colors, collarbone lines faintly visible, neck wrapped by turtleneck, cozy yet can’t hide his intellectual charm.
Classic urban artistic man.
"How is it?" Tang Song tilted his head slightly, smiling as he asked her.
Yaoling blushing, "Very handso."
"You did great too, perfect fit, very comfortable." Tang Song stepped forward, couldn’t help but lightly tap young sister’s rear, "Let’s go Lingling, accompany to shoot a video."
Yaoling’s body jerked, cheeks flaring red, nodded, "Oh, oh, okay."
Quickly followed behind Tang Song, mind racing.
Later, accompanied by the production manager, they entered the newly operational "smart workshop."
Lighting soft and even, using shadowless LED industrial lighting system, creating a serene and tech-filled space.
±0.1mm precision fully automatic cutting table, laser cutter, intelligent hanger system, Swiss Saurer embroidery machine...
A scene full of modern industrial aesthetic.
Tang Song picked up a sports cara, started recording.
...
At six-thirty in the evening.
The sky completely darkened, the city’s neon lights twinkling in the night.
A black Rolls-Royce parked outside a pedestrian street, catching the eyes of passersby.
Tang Song got out of the car, walked leisurely along the street.
After two or three hundred ters, stopped, slightly raised his head, gaze sowhat dazed.
[Tian’s Barbecue Restaurant]
Seeing Zhang Lei’s location post earlier seed familiar.
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