Saturday, August 26, 2023.
Rainy. 19~21°C.
The heat of sumr had begun to fade.
With the arrival of the End of Heat solar term, the oppressive warmth of the season was finally coming to an end—every autumn rain brought a new chill.
The scent of damp earth filled the air.
Fine drizzle, like strands of silk, gently fell, weaving an invisible veil over the world.
7:00 AM.
"Ring, ring, ring—"
The alarm clock blared relentlessly in the small room.
A fair and delicate hand erged from under the blanket, blindly groping around for a while before finally grabbing the phone.
Xu Qing sleepily cracked open her eyes and silenced the alarm.
Then, she flipped over and went right back to sleep.
Thankfully, she had prepared for this—ten minutes later, the second alarm rang right on schedule.
Xu Qing wriggled under the covers, mumbling groggily, but ultimately forced herself to sit up.
As the blanket slid off, a burst of cool air swept over her, instantly waking her up.
She yawned, got out of bed, used the bathroom, and changed into an autumn sports outfit.
Then, she headed to the living room and hopped on the elliptical machine for a quick workout, occasionally glancing at the rain-drenched view outside the balcony.
Her dark eyes flickered with thought.
She opened Tang Song’s WeChat chat window.
Xu Qing: “It’s so cold today, but as soone dedicated to morning workouts, I’ve already started my daily fitness routine.”
After typing the ssage, she struck a pose and snapped a selfie to send along with it.
As soon as she hit send, she grinned to herself.
"Hah! Let’s see if you dare call fat again, Little Song!"
"I, Xu Qing, am working hard! I already lost 0.5kg! One day, I’ll be under 100 pounds!"
Ever since Qixi Festival, when Tang Song had promised to take private photos of her at Lanfeng International, she had started a grueling weight loss journey.
Thirty minutes of exercise every day, bubble tea reduced to 30% sugar!
After her workout, she took a quick shower.
Her damp hair cascaded over her fair shoulders as she lay on her bed, wrapped in a bath towel.
She reached over and gently touched the golden treasure chest sitting beside her pillow.
It was Tang Song’s Qixi gift to her.
The contents were worth nearly 150,000 yuan—the most expensive gift she had ever received.
Now, she couldn’t even fall asleep at night without admiring it for a bit.
Ding-dong—
Her phone vibrated with a ssage.
Tang Song: “As far as I know, you used to stay up late writing novels and never exercised in the morning. That’s why you kept gaining weight.”
Xu Qing’s eyes widened.
She furiously typed back.
Xu Qing: “That’s slander! At least I exercise at the office during lunch!”
Tang Song: “I’ve touched your legs before. There’s plenty of extra flesh. You definitely don’t work out enough.”
“Ah!!” Xu Qing gasped, her lips puffing up in outrage.
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
"Damn you, Little Song! You’ve already touched them—how dare you complain?!"
Her fingers trembled with rage.
Buzz, buzz, buzz—
Tang Song: “But they feel pretty good. I don’t mind.”
Xu Qing’s face instantly turned beet red.
She furiously sent an angry sticker of soone slamming a table.
The two continued their emoji battle for a while.
Tang Song: “I’ve been swamped lately, even have etings this weekend. But next week—Lanfeng International’s presidential suite. You in?”
Seeing the bold “You in?” at the end of the ssage, Xu Qing’s hands shook, and she almost dropped her phone.
Her face burned.
"What the hell?! It’s just a photo shoot! Why does it sound like a hookup invitation?!"
But then, her eyes caught on “presidential suite.”
She had never been there, but she had seen it all over Douyin.
Ultra-luxurious, 700 square ters, costing over 30,000 yuan per night…
Xu Qing bit her lip, hesitated, and nervously typed a reply. For more chapters visit novęlfire
Xu Qing: “Just photos, okay?”
Tang Song: “Mhm. Bring several cosplays—NieR 2B, Little Daji, maid outfit… I want them all.”
Xu Qing’s hands clenched into fists.
"This little bastard! What does he think this is, a dress-up ga?!"
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