Chapter 2256 - 725: Tang Song, Good Night

In the warm and spacious bedroom, it was so quiet that one could hear the wind outside the window.

Tang Song withdrew those fleeting thoughts about the "future."

Watching the girl seated beside him, nervously clutching the hem of her clothing, real and lively, his gaze grew increasingly gentle.

He stepped forward and pointed to the wide bed behind him, saying softly, "Don’t just stand there foolishly, come lie down on the bed and rest for a while."

He could see clearly the red veins in Zhang Yan’s eyes, a clear sign that she hadn’t slept well last night.

"I..." Zhang Yan hesitated, glanced at him, then at the bed made with high-quality gray silk sheets, but her feet seemed fixed in place, reluctant to move forward.

That bed looked so soft and luxurious, but most importantly... it was his bed, undoubtedly full of his scent.

To her, this was even more nerve-wracking than when he kissed her cheek in the car earlier.

Seeing her in such a state, Tang Song laughed, "What? Are you afraid I’ll do something bad to you?"

"No! No, no!" She shook her head quickly to deny, fearing he would misunderstand.

Probably to prove she wasn’t afraid, Zhang Yan took courage and quickly walked to the bedside.

But looking at the clean and fragrant bed sheets, she hesitated again, standing there completely flustered, unsure whether to sit down or lie down directly.

Tang Song went to the nearby built-in bar to pour a glass of warm water, turned around and was about to speak.

As if startled by his action, Zhang Yan quickly took off her slippers, rushed to the innermost side of the bed, and pulled the soft quilt over herself, wrapping up from head to toe.

At last, only a pair of nervous eyes peeked out from the edge of the quilt, secretly watching him.

Her adorable behavior utterly amused Tang Song.

He placed the cup of water on the nightstand and stopped teasing her, "Rest well."

Tang Song leaned slightly forward, looking at her delicate face, his voice very gentle, "After flying for so long, you’ll need energy to go out and play later. Today is Monday, I have some emails to handle. If you’re a light sleeper and worried about the noise from the keyboard, I can go to the study room?"

"No need, I don’t mind the noise." Zhang Yan’s voice came quickly from beneath the quilt, soft and gentle, "Orange calls by my ear every day and that doesn’t wake me."

"Haha, alright, I’ll stay here with you." Tang Song looked at her pair of crystal-clear apricot eyes, hesitated briefly, yet still leaned down, gently kissing her smooth, full forehead, "Sleep."

Zhang Yan froze for a moment.

When she came to her senses, he had already walked to the office area near the window, taking off his coat, leaving him in a simple sweater, seated at the possibly expensive desk.

Quiet, yet focused.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Yan finally felt a sense of comfort from the incredibly cozy mattress underneath her.

She began to discreetly survey this spacious, luxurious, and impressively refined bedroom.

It was much larger than the small place she rented in Yang City.

The massive floor-to-ceiling windows, the independently enclosed walk-in closet, and the office area filled with equipment she couldn’t understand...

She took another secret glance at Tang Song’s back.

He sat there, wearing headphones, his posture erect, intently staring at the screen.

Watching his figure, lying in his bed, covered by a quilt bearing his clean scent.

Zhang Yan’s cheeks grew warm, her gaze subtly dazed.

For some reason, she suddenly felt like she really was "living" with him.

Just like an ordinary married couple.

He worked while she rested.

This feeling of chaos and unrestrained warmth enveloped her completely.

The sense of physical exhaustion surged like a tide.

Her eyelids gradually grew heavy.

Last night, due to excitement and nervousness, she fell asleep almost at dawn and woke up at around five in the morning.

Up until now, she’d been held up by a sense of determination, and now, finally at her destination with her accommodation confirmed.

Having relaxed her tense nerve, fatigue could no longer be suppressed.

Amidst the quiet taps of the keyboard, her breathing gradually became even and long.

Sensing that gaze finally vanished, Tang Song removed his headphones.

He slowly turned his head, looking at the completely asleep figure on the bed.

She was curled up entirely in the soft quilt, with only a bit of chestnut-black hair visible, her breathing steady, having let down all her defenses.

Tang Song quietly watched this scene, his previously restless heart finally calmed down.

A sense of inexplicable solidity emerged.

Youth comes but once, and cannot be revisited.

Regarding those past days he once deemed mundane, he was filled with inexpressible complex emotions.

The "first love" who sparred with him academically under the stars, the "female desk-mate" who spent ten silent years sketching his silhouette.

These two always managed to trigger his most direct memories and thirst for youth.

His lips curled into a gentle smile.

Withdrawing his gaze, he put on the Bluetooth headset and looked at the computer screen.

Today is December 11th, Monday.

It also marks his first day as officially announced as the global CEO of [Xuanji Light Realm].

While he was picking up Zhang Yan at the airport, both [TY Precision] headquarters and [Xuanji Light Realm] global branches had simultaneously released the top-level personnel appointment signed personally by Ouyang Xianyue.

At this moment, his dedicated email account was flooded with messages.