Chapter 317: Chapter 212: The Evening Breeze in June, The Fluttering Heart at This Mont (Vote for Monthly Pass) _2 Chapter 317: Chapter 212: The Evening Breeze in June, The Fluttering Heart at This Mont (Vote for Monthly Pass) _2 He licked his lips, Tang Song stood up and said softly, “I’ll go to the restroom.”
Entering the toilet cubicle, Tang Song eagerly opened the system interface and accessed the system warehouse.
A prop emitting a white glow lay there quietly.
[Tang Song’s Glasses]: Glasses once worn by player “Tang Song,” automatically corrects for optimal vision, with excellent eye protection, significantly alleviating eye fatigue and effectively increasing reading and learning efficiency.
[Note: See the present clearly, to see the future even better]
Taking a deep breath, he selected [Tang Song’s Glasses] and used them imdiately.
Right after that, sothing extra seed to appear in his pocket.
Tang Song took out a very plain pair of square-frad glasses from inside, black fras, transparent lenses.
The first impression was light, very light, extrely light.
They probably weighed around 20g.
The fra’s surface was covered with a fine layer of black coating, with a color that was even and full, exuding a low-key yet luxurious luster, slightly twinkling under the light, with a lot of texture.
The edges were rounded and smooth, with a warm touch like jade, with not the slightest coldness of tal.
“These are the glasses I wore in the ga?” Tang Song asked himself, and then put on the glasses.
As light as nothing, the nose pads fitted perfectly without any gaps, size just right, without the faintest sense of discomfort.
Right after, a cool and clear feeling spread from his eyes, inexplicably comfortable.
Looking up and scanning in front of him, an incredulous expression appeared on Tang Song’s face.
The surrounding environnt suddenly beca extraordinarily clear, every detail vivid before his eyes, with colors even more vibrant and lively.
Because he often stayed up late, his eyes did have so myopia and astigmatism.
But it was only over 100 degrees, not affecting normal life.
Now he felt refreshed, as if the world had been dusted off a layer of dust.
Opening the cubicle door, the fine print on the advertisent posted on the wall beca clear in his line of sight.
Tang Song stepped over to the sink and looked at himself in the mirror.
With the black-frad glasses on, he seed to beco more steady and scholarly.
The thick fra had an effect of modifying the facial contours, especially since these were system-customized, perfectly fitting his face shape.
He looked more three-dinsional, with bright and spirited eyes.
With his vision corrected, the muscles in his head and neck relaxed, and his posture beca more poised and elegant.
The very essence of a casual, refined elite.
“Nice!” Tang Song snapped his fingers crisply and took off the glasses.
His vision blurred once again.
…
At 9 o’clock in the evening.
“Jing, I know a great nail salon, we’ll chat in detail over WeChat later, and I’ll take you to experience it,” Sister Ziyue said.
“Hmm, thank you, Sister Ziyue.”
“That’s it for today, Tang Song, rember to take good care of our Jing, and drive slowly on the road!”
“Got it, Ziming, Sister Ziyue, you guys also be careful on the road.”
“Bye-bye~” “Bye-bye~”
The four waved goodbye outside the door.
The two got into the lively Wuling Hongguang.
Tang Song took out [Tang Song’s Glasses] from his pocket and couldn’t wait to put them on.
So comfortable!
Jing looked over curiously, her cheeks turning slightly red.
She felt that Tang Song with glasses had a different vibe, not quite the sa as usual.
She blinked and planted a kiss “smack” on Tang Song’s cheek.
Tiantian said, “Thank you, Brother Song, for treating to dinner, I’ll give you your gift in a bit!”
Tang Song smiled, looking at the dark environnt inside the car, unbuckled his seat belt, and leaned towards the passenger side, savoring the beauty of her lips and teeth.
“Mmm~” Jing’s eyes “fluttered,” excitedly sticking out her little tongue.
Right after that, her eyes suddenly widened, her breathing becoming rapid.
It felt like the truth was completely grasped, beginning to distort and twist.
In the night parking lot, people and cars passed by from ti to ti.
Jing’s face beca even redder and hotter, starting to hum and whimper.
Brother Song’s hands were really big, and very nimble, too.
Could we be discovered playing like this?
But I love it so much! It’s so much fun!
It would be even better if it were in the office, in the hallway, or in the restroom!
“Whimper!” Tian Jing let out softly.
Ah! Tang Song’s right hand is sliding under my skirt!
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Is he touching my butt? Oh my! How embarrassing! Please do it a bit harder!
Thinking this, a rich mist rose in Jing’s eyes, and her body trembled slightly.
…
About 10 minutes later.
Tang Song reluctantly let go of Jing.
He sniffed his hands, which were now scented with her fragrance.
It was Hers Un Jardin sur le Nil, a fresh scent that feels like sunlight interwoven with dew.
It slled really nice.
Of course, the feel of it was even better.
Though Jing was slender, she was quite voluptuous.
Her breasts and butt were prominent, as if bearing ample fruit on a fine branch.
Jing bit her lower lip, her gaze lowered, as if savoring sothing in her mind.
Seeing the forr goddess of the office transform into such a state before him filled Tang Song’s heart with imnse satisfaction.
“Buzz, buzz, buzz—”
The lights ca on, and the little Wuling started slowly.
After a mont of silence, Jing suddenly asked, “Song, is this your car?”
“Yes, my first car. I bought it secondhand,” he replied.
Jing blinked her big eyes and took out her phone from her bag, fiddling with WeChat.
Then she picked up Tang Song’s phone, which was mounted on the stand and used for navigation.
A mont later, she smiled and said, “Your annual salary might exceed 500,000, but you won’t receive it until the end of the year. I’ve transferred 100,000 yuan to you, you can use it first.”
“Uh…” Tang Song displayed a look of astonishnt on his face.
Then quickly he realized.
He and Jing had never really discussed their financial statuses with each other.
He had not t her with his Bentley or rcedes.
In Jing’s mind, he was probably at the startup phase of creating an e-comrce business.
Jing patted his thigh and smiled, “My dad is afraid I’d make rash investnts, so he never gives too much money at a ti. I always have to ask him for large amounts of cash on short notice when I need to make big purchases.
But my personal assets are not small at all. I own 6 properties in Imperial City, Rong City, Shen City, and Shanghai, along with 3 comrcial properties, all of which are being rented out.
Besides, I have a life insurance policy that yields an annual annuity of 1 million yuan.
These are all my personal properties, so if you need money for your business, just tell . I can sell the properties to give you the funds.
Don’t worry, I won’t let my family know about this.”
Initially, Jing was truly interested only in Tang Song’s touch.
However, as they interacted more and after he beca increasingly admirable, she fell deeper for him.
Now that their relationship has progressed to this point, she didn’t mind tapping into her own vault to help him advance his career.
She was actually very smart, having received an elite education from an early age and being well aware of many things.
Since adulthood, to prevent any illegitimate children her father might have from inheriting her assets, she continuously structured assets of her own.
For instance, if she liked a house in Shanghai during one of her visits, she’d ask her dad to buy it for her.
Tian Chengye was very generous in this regard. If his daughter asked for 5 million for a business startup, he wouldn’t give her a di.
But if she wanted to buy a luxury property, he would pay in full the next day and gift it to his beloved daughter.
Moreover, properties in first-tier cities are high-quality assets, considered a surefire investnt.
That’s much more reliable than investing in stock or making risky financial bets.
Tang Song, looking at Jing, earnestly explained, “Actually, I’m very rich, much richer than you might think.”
Jing paused in surprise, then, covering her mouth, she giggled and said, “That’s okay, I just wanted to share my situation with you, and help out within my ans. Anyway… I just want to be good to you, as long as you can feel my sincerity, that’s enough.”
After saying this, she stuck out her tongue playfully, her cheeks turning rosy.
She cracked the car window, savoring the evening breeze of June and the flutter in her heart at this very mont.
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