7:15 PM.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom sped smoothly through the night.
Inside the spacious and luxurious back seat.
Tang Song, black-frad glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, was looking down at his phone, intently replying to ssages in various work group chats and private conversations.
Sitting beside him, Xu Qing was like a hyperactive prairie dog.
She squird incessantly on the soft leather seat, unable to stay still for a mont.
One mont she was plastered against the window, peering out at the pitch-black highway, the next she was pulling out her phone to take frantic selfies against the dazzling starry sky roof.
After taking one, she'd pinch-zoom to inspect it carefully, mutter "the lighting's bad," delete it, and retake it with a different filter.
"I'm telling you, Big Qingzi, can you just settle down for a bit?" Tang Song said without looking up, his fingers swiping across the screen. "You're practically shaking the car apart."
"Ah, I'm just excited!" Xu Qing put her phone down and leaned in close, her big, dark eyes sparkling. "Tang Song, we're about to board a private jet, right? The kind... that doesn't need to queue for security, has a big bed inside, and you can eat Michelin-starred als in the sky?"
Tang Song finally looked up, glanced at her, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.
"There is indeed a very comfortable double bed inside. After takeoff, I'll take you for a deep experience and treat you to a drink."
Hearing this, Xu Qing's face instantly flushed hot. She pushed him in a flustered, annoyed way. "I... I don't want that! And I don't understand what you're talking about!"
"Shy?" Tang Song blinked, leaning a bit closer, his voice dropping. "Weren't you quite happy drinking last ti with your bestie?"
"Ahhh! You shut up!"
Xu Qing instantly went red-hot, writhing frantically in her seat, hands clapped over her face as if she wanted to stuff herself into the crevice of the leather seat.
Yet, the images from that absurd night uncontrollably flooded her mind.
She really had lost her head back then!
Of course, the main reason was that Scheming Yuyan was too good at playing! Under that woman's crazy instigation and coaxing, she had lost control of herself by the end...
Ahhhhh! She simply had no face left to see anyone! It was a solid black mark on her history!
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