In the hotel's first-floor lobby, crystal chandeliers shimred with flowing light, and thick red carpets extended to the revolving door entrance.
Outside the window, fine snow fell continuously as guests stread in endlessly.
Many people's gazes would unconsciously linger for a mont when passing the area separated by several large green plants in the corner of the lobby.
Their faces showed expressions of curiosity and inquiry.
As the hosts of today's family banquet, Yao Guanying and his wife Chen Yan stood there dumbfounded.
Their smiles were stiff, their minds completely blank.
Gong Yunxiao and Yao Rourou had been together for half a year, their relationship always stable, even reaching the point of discussing marriage plans.
But even so, Gong Yunxiao always maintained a certain reserve and sense of distance in front of elders like them.
Yet now, their "ideal son-in-law" was being extrely respectful toward Lingling's boyfriend,
as if facing a higher-ranking leader.
This visual and psychological impact was simply beyond words.
Yao Rourou subconsciously took half a step forward, her eyes fixed intently on that handso young man, her gaze filled with disbelief and shock.
She certainly knew who the "Director Li" Gong Yunxiao ntioned was.
And Xiyuan Hotel was a place specifically used by the province to receive high-level distinguished guests.
Just a few days ago, Gong Yunxiao had been sighing to her about how the province was currently working on an enormous project.
It involved a Hong Kong-based capital forming a strategic cooperation with Yan Province, with funds possibly reaching hundreds of billions.
She also rembered her boyfriend ntioning that "Mr. Tang," along with his unbelievable age and achievents.
It could be said that in certain circles in Yan Province nowadays, this "Mr. Tang" was already no secret.
She just never expected that this legendary figure would have any connection to Yao Lingling.
She turned her gaze to that familiar yet unfamiliar cousin.
In her impression, this cousin had always been like a tomboy who never grew up, always laughing and playing around.
How could she... possibly be involved with soone like this?!
A couple? Are you sure this isn't a joke?
Despite having too many doubts and shocks, her excellent social instincts and rationality quickly helped her adjust.
She imdiately stepped forward to stand beside Gong Yunxiao, forcing the most appropriate smile onto her face:
"Hello Mr. Tang, I'm Lingling's cousin, Yao Rourou. I work at the Provincial Developnt Research Center. It's an honor to et you."
"Hello." Tang Song nodded politely.
Yao Rourou affectionately grabbed Yao Lingling's arm, using an intimate tone with a hint of complaint: "Lingling has really grown up, finding a boyfriend without telling , her cousin. Today really gave all of us quite a shock."
Yao Lingling, still in a dazed state, blinked and said softly with a red face: "I... I just... it's still new, wasn't sure yet."
She and her senior were only "one-day boyfriend/girlfriend" - it would expire after today.
How could she possibly explain this to her relatives?
With this sudden developnt today, she didn't know how to explain it to her family later.
But being naturally cheerful and optimistic, she wouldn't worry too much about this.
Her whole mind was pondering more critical questions.
Her senior seed very different from what she had imagined.
She certainly knew Tang Song was wealthy, after all, Lan Feng International Hotel and Huashang Apparel were both his businesses.
But Gong Yunxiao actually treated Tang Song with such nearly humble deference - this was utterly unbelievable.
Aunt Yao Xueli imdiately squeezed forward, enthusiastic yet flustered: "Really now! Lingling, you even kept it from , your own aunt! If I'd known about your relationship with Chairman Tang earlier, then..."
Before she could finish, Yao Rourou's eyebrows twitched.
She quickly interrupted with a smile: "Aunt, stop teasing Lingling, she's already extrely shy. Besides, we young people nowadays believe in free love - it's normal not to want others to know."
Then she gave Yao Xueli a aningful look.
She knew her aunt's personality too well - low emotional intelligence, always rushing things.
In front of soone of this caliber, this kind of inappropriate fawning was most taboo.
If she said sothing wrong and offended him, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Yao Xueli's eager smile froze, and she smiled awkwardly, knowing she had been sowhat improper.
But she was just too anxious.
Having struggled on the edges of the system for so many years, suffering so many grievances.
She desperately wanted to grasp a lifeline.
She had been like this with Gong Yunxiao before, and now naturally even more so with Tang Song.
Until this mont, she still felt like she was in a dream.
The chairman of Yannan Short Drama Film Base was actually her own niece's boyfriend?!
Tang Song's gaze slowly swept over the three people before him, the corners of his lips slightly upturned, his smile gentle and subtle.
"Aunt, this isn't the company, no need to address like that. Just call Tang Song."
He paused, took Lingling's hand, and said in a joking tone: "If you encounter any difficulties at work in the future, you can tell Lingling directly and have her contact . After all, we're all family."
"Ah! Ah! Okay! Okay! Thank you... thank you Tang... Tang Song!"
Yao Xueli's entire face flushed red, so excited she stamred, her hands and feet trembling slightly.
Gong Yunxiao and Yao Rourou's expressions stiffened slightly, both looking sowhat uncomfortable.
"No need to be so polite." Tang Song squeezed Lingling's hand, slightly turning his head: "Lingling, aren't you going to introduce to your uncle and aunt?"
He originally hadn't planned to et his junior's parents.
But since they happened to et here, it would be improper not to greet them.
"Ah... oh oh!"
Yao Lingling seed to have a switch flipped, suddenly snapping back to reality.
She looked into Tang Song's smiling eyes, and her face instantly flushed bright red.
Nervousness, shyness, and a trace of imnse joy at being publicly acknowledged as his girlfriend all rushed to her heart at once.
So worth it!
Senior, no wonder you have so many girlfriends!
Even as just a "one-day boyfriend," Tang Song perford flawlessly.
The emotional value he provided was absolutely perfect.
She led Tang Song to stand before her relatives.
Usually outgoing and uninhibited Lingling now shyly lowered her head, saying softly: "Dad, Mom, this... this is Tang Song."
"Uncle, Aunt, nice to et you." Tang Song initiated the greeting, his attitude both respectful and intimate.
"Hello, hello."
Zhang Xiufang and Yao Guanjie were already so nervous they were at a loss, only able to nod repeatedly subconsciously.
After so sowhat chaotic introductions.
Tang Song said with a smile: "It's getting late today, and Lingling and I made plans to watch a movie together. I won't go up and disturb everyone. Another day when there's opportunity, I'll host a al and treat all the elders."
Zhang Xiufang and others quickly said: "Ah... okay okay okay..."
After simple farewells.
Tang Song took still sowhat dazed Yao Lingling's hand and, under everyone's extrely complex gazes, turned and walked into the courtyard where fine snow still fell.
Gong Yunxiao and Yao Rourou personally saw them to the door, speaking softly about sothing.
Only then did the relatives in the lobby seem to be released from a immobilization spell, bursting into uncontrollable exclamations and discussions.
"Xueli, this... what position does Lingling's boyfriend hold?"
"Is he your company's leader?"
Aunt Yao Xueli took a deep breath, her voice still trembling with excitent: "He's our company's chairman! The one I told you about before, the new boss who spent over a hundred million to buy the entire film base!"
"Hiss—"
Sounds of sharp intakes of breath echoed around.
Zhang Xiufang and Yao Guanjie's faces gradually flushed red.
Through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, they watched that tall figure walking shoulder-to-shoulder with their daughter in the snow, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
After all, they were close relatives;
everyone present knew about Yao Xueli's situation.
Previously at that proper state-owned enterprise, the Cultural Tourism Investnt Group.
Later "optimized" to [Yannan Short Drama Film Base] in logistics, essentially exiled - she had complained to them many tis.
They all knew that Handing Group's financial crisis led to transferring company equity, and there was talk about a big boss taking over...
But they never expected that "big boss" to be Tang Song.
So young, so outstanding, and... also Lingling's boyfriend!
This impact was simply too great!
Just then, Gong Yunxiao and Yao Rourou, who had seen them off, returned.
Gong Yunxiao's attitude underwent another subtle change, becoming warm and enthusiastic.
The two didn't say much about Tang Song's identity, only making ambiguous remarks.
So things, overdoing them is worse than not doing enough - as people within the system, they understood this principle well.
These relatives ca from all walks of life;
if they truly learned all about Tang Song's situation, who knows what trouble might arise.
This was good enough - as long as this relationship existed, everyone might benefit in the future.
......
The stone path wound tortuous.
Occasionally, tourists in bathrobes walked by laughing, leaving a series of footprints that were quickly covered by new snow.
Yao Lingling let herself be led by him, occasionally stealing glances at the senior beside her.
Recalling scene after scene from earlier, a silly smile remained on her face.
Sensing her gaze, Tang Song turned his head and asked with a smile:
"How was that, my dear girlfriend? My performance just now - not bad, right? Want to give a score?"
Yao Lingling stuck out her tongue, her shining eyes curving into two beautiful crescents.
"Hmm... so-so, barely give it... 120 points! Full marks are 100!"
"Then... any reward?" Tang Song suddenly stopped walking, blinking at his junior.
Snowflakes drifted down quietly, landing on his shoulders, crystal clear.
Standing in the wind and snow, with red lips and white teeth, his pale skin setting off that tall nose bridge, handso yet with a touch of laziness and allure,
he seed like an unreal existence.
Yao Lingling instantly felt her heart itching from her senior's teasing, her body itching too,
a naless courage and impulse suddenly surging up!
She suddenly stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, then closed her eyes and forcefully kissed his lips.
This ti, she finally truly tasted the flavor that belonged to her senior,
fresh, clean, with a faint hint of minty scent.
Like the air after snow, chilly, yet addictive.
The sound of wind, pedestrians' laughter - everything seed to disappear.
Only the entanglent of lips remained, and that intense heartbeat that threatened to lt her.
Yao Lingling kept her eyes closed, a thought echoing repeatedly in her heart:
This is the taste of love!
Senior, I will never forget this mont for the rest of my life, and I'll never forget you.
Snowflakes landed on her eyelashes, lting into icy droplets, yet her body was burning hot.
......
The entire afternoon that followed seed to stretch into fast-motion segnts filled with sweetness and laughter.
In the private cinema.
The two were wrapped in the sa soft blanket, holding a large bucket of steaming caral popcorn. On the screen, a Hollywood blockbuster was staging intense chases and explosions, while Yao Lingling's head had sohow co to rest on Tang Song's shoulder.
By the artificial lake, at dusk.
The two strolled along the thinly frozen lakeshore. Yao Lingling would pick up a small stone and throw it forcefully into the distance, drawing a long, beautiful arc across the ice surface, then turn back to flash him an incredibly bright smile.
In the high-end buffet restaurant.
Yao Lingling carried two plates like a happy little hamster, shuttling back and forth between king crab legs, live whole shrimp, and thick-cut salmon. She piled everything she thought was most delicious onto Tang Song's plate, then looked at him with expectation.
...
By the ti they returned to that villa suite hidden deep within the bamboo forest, night had completely fallen.
Outside the window in the courtyard, fine snow had begun falling again at so point, appearing tranquil and romantic under the warm yellow lights.
The two sat down on the soft living room sofa.
Yao Lingling's face still wore a sowhat silly smile as she savored the funny scenes from the afternoon movie, gesturing animatedly while describing them to Tang Song.
While drinking hot cocoa, she excitedly discussed the movie's plot with Tang Song.
Tang Song listened, but his gaze kept uncontrollably falling on his junior's waist and hips wrapped in jeans.
Noticing his sowhat burning gaze, Yao Lingling's voice gradually softened, her cheeks slightly reddening, "Senior... why, why are you looking at like that..."
Tang Song leaned forward slightly, "Lingling, did you have fun today?"
"Fun..." Yao Lingling's heart skipped a beat, seeming to guess what he was going to say.
"Then..." Tang Song's voice lowered further, with so temptation, "shouldn't we go soak in the hot spring? On a snowy day, soaking in a steaming hot spring is the most comfortable."
Yao Lingling's body suddenly straightened, her heartbeat instantly skipping half a beat, her cheeks burning too.
She subconsciously glanced at the hot spring pool outside the floor-to-ceiling window, "Then I'll go draw the water."
This was also the part she looked forward to most, mainly to see her senior's "good figure" of course.
And to show off the peach-shaped butt she'd worked hard to develop over months of exercise.
"No need, physical labor like drawing water should be left to , your boyfriend." The smile in Tang Song's eyes deepened. "You go upstairs first and change."
Yao Lingling gasped softly, imdiately springing up from the sofa, responding with a red face, and quickly headed upstairs.
Watching her flustered retreating figure, Tang Song's eyes filled with laughter.
He got up and went to the hot spring pool, following the operating instructions to turn on the water fill button.
Soon, billowing steam hot spring water rushed out from the pipes into the pool carved from a single piece of volcanic rock, the air becoming warm and humid.
After completing this, he returned to the master bedroom on the first floor.
The villa had two bedrooms, clearly prepared for family vacations.
Yao Lingling was on the second floor, he on the first.
He took off his clothes, changed into the black brief swim trunks Yao Lingling had prepared for him, put on a bathrobe, and stepped into slippers.
When he ca to the living room, his junior still hadn't erged.
Tang Song picked up the fruit tea and cups provided by the hotel and walked into the courtyard.
The evening wind carried the unique clear coldness after snow, raising tiny goosebumps on his exposed skin.
He took off his bathrobe and hung it on a wooden rack nearby, then step by step entered the hot spring pool.
"Hiss—"
The warm water instantly enveloped his entire body, dispelling all the cold.
He comfortably leaned against the smooth rock wall, letting out a long breath of white turbid air.
Snowflakes continued to fall silently.
So landed on the tranquil bamboo forest and maple trees surrounding them, others fell into the warm pool water, disappearing without trace before lting.
He raised his head, looking at the dark night sky and the drifting snow, a sense of comfort and tranquility welling up in his heart.
Just then.
A soft "tap, tap" sound ca from beside him.
"Senior..."
A voice tinged with shyness and playfulness sounded in the misty air.
Tang Song turned around and saw his junior standing not far from the pool's edge.
She was wrapped in a pure white bathrobe, nervously clutching a towel.
Her jet-black long hair was loosely tied into a cute bun, her clean face flushed.
Their eyes t.
Yao Lingling's cheeks reddened further as she stood there sowhat awkwardly.
Tang Song couldn't help saying: "What, my girlfriend, planning to keep wearing that bathrobe? Let see what you look like in your swimsuit."
Yao Lingling bit her lip, then deliberately responded in an uninhibited manner: "What's the hurry? I know you have abs, let inspect the goods first, boyfriend."
Because of the steam rising from the hot spring pool, and Tang Song leaning against the pool wall, she indeed couldn't see clearly.
"Okay."
Tang Song chuckled softly, slowly rising from the water.
Water stread down along his sculpturally perfect body lines.
Clearly defined eight-pack abs, sexy v-line, broad shoulders and solid chest...
Under the courtyard's dim yellow lights and swirling mist, every inch of muscle radiated hormone-charged charm.
This was an almost perfect body.
Yao Lingling instantly widened her eyes, her breathing becoming rapid.
She felt a heat rush straight to her head, her legs subconsciously clamping together, her whole person feeling dizzy.
This was her first ti seeing Tang Song in this near-naked state - the visual impact was truly... too shocking.
Seeing her dazed and infatuated expression, Tang Song joked with a smile: "Well? Satisfied? Now should be your turn?"
"Ah..." Yao Lingling gasped softly, blushing and hesitating for a good while before finally untying her bathrobe.
She wore a dark-colored two-piece bikini.
The top had push-up design, indeed... trying very hard to create so curvature, but even so, it couldn't conceal her modest size.
Noticing Tang Song's gaze on her chest, intense sha and inferiority instantly surged up.
Yao Lingling quickly turned around, using the excuse of hanging her bathrobe to turn her back to him,
also revealing her bikini-clad back view.
Her slender upper body and the perky, rounded butt below created a visually impactful waist-to-hip ratio.
That curve started from her slender waist, reached its peak at the highest point of her buttocks, then gradually tapered down, seamlessly connecting with plump thighs full of healthy flesh.
Admiring his junior's back view, Tang Song felt refreshed and invigorated - indeed not disappointed.
Then, Yao Lingling turned around.
Covering her chest with a red face, she walked down the stone steps and imrsed her entire body in the warm spring water.
Her small chest covered by mist, she finally relaxed.
Her senior's figure was just too impressive, putting enormous pressure on her.
Tang Song picked up the pot of ward fruit tea from the poolside stone platform and poured a cup for each of them.
"Co, let's make a toast."
Yao Lingling took the warm white porcelain cup with both hands, responding with a playful smile: "Cheers!"
"Ding~"
Holding the warm teacup, she took small sips, the sweet and sour berry aroma spreading between her lips and teeth.
Dispelling the last trace of cold from her body.
The two chatted facing each other in the hot spring.
From the next season's design plans for the [Heyi] brand, to hilarious anecdotes from university campus life, to recent entertainnt gossip.
Soaking in the hot spring, looking at his energetic junior across from him, Tang Song felt completely relaxed.
He really did quite like Lingling.
Not just physically, but more psychologically.
From the beginning with that cyber nurturing ga on Xiaohongshu, the full of energy Yao Yaoling had brought him countless joys and warmth.
Between them, there seed to be a natural resonance.
Whether discussing gas, designs, gossip, or mutually "mouthing off" and teasing, they could connect seamlessly, relaxed and comfortable.
She was optimistic, generous, sincere, not pretentious - being with her always easily brought happiness.
If he were still that ordinary person doing the "listen to advice transformation" on Xiaohongshu back then.
Probably, he would have beco close friends who could talk about anything with Lingling too.
The Japanese lanterns in the courtyard emitted warm halos of light.
Enveloping their figures and the surrounding bamboo forest snowscape in a tranquil and beautiful atmosphere.
As the water temperature gradually decreased, the mist on the pool surface also thinned sowhat.
Yao Lingling's gaze uncontrollably fell on Tang Song across from her again, staring sowhat srized.
Tiny snowflakes landed on his jet-black hair, or brushed past his tall nose bridge, lting in the warm steam.
That already handso face, set against this scene, seed like an illusion stepped out of a comic book.
Yao Lingling's heartbeat grew faster and faster, faster and faster...
Gritting her teeth, steeling her heart.
Dammit! What is there to fear?!
Today, he's my rightful boyfriend!
Not taking advantage would make a fool!
The character for "lust" has a knife above it, but Yao Lingling at this mont was utterly audacious.
She stood up from the water, bringing up sparkling splashes.
Then suddenly stepped forward and embraced Tang Song's body.
Once again kissing his lips.
This ti, she didn't close her eyes but bravely looked directly into his shimring pupils.
Learning from TV dramas, she poured all her accumulated admiration and longing into this reckless yet passionate French kiss.
Feeling Lingling's sudden enthusiasm, the corners of Tang Song's eyes lifted slightly as he began responding skillfully and gently, guiding her.
Soon, mist appeared in his junior's eyes as she obediently followed his rhythm.
Tang Song's hand slowly moved down along her smooth spinal curve.
A sense of possessive pleasure and satisfaction instantly filled his heart.
Snowflakes drifted slowly down from the deep gray sky.
In the courtyard, only the sound of gurgling water remained.
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