Chapter 2258 - 725: Tang Song, Good Night

Nowadays, in the shared apartment group chat, Lingling had also added Qiuqiu.

The four of them were all in the North City Garden Community; she and Qiuqiu lived in Building 4, while Minmin and Jiahong were in Building 6.

[Li Shumin: "Oh my god, I’m dying of laughter. Whose subordinate is this, daring to impersonate my idol! @Lingling, if she really dares to come, you must invite me. I need to see what she looks like, being such a braggart!"]

[Zhang Jiahong: "Hahaha, Lingling, are you teasing people again? This surely must be a joke."]

[Li Shumin: "Pull her into the group chat later. If she doesn’t dare to come, let’s all @ her and mock her together in the chat!"]

...

They were in the chat, having a lively session of complaints and jokes with their buddies.

Lingling felt the creative block that weighed heavily on her mind had eased quite a bit.

She stretched lazily and stepped out of the design center.

She turned a corner and saw a familiar figure approaching from the direction of the meeting room.

Turning the corner, she saw a familiar figure approaching from the direction of the meeting room.

The white undershirt and black pencil pants accentuated those incredibly sexy long legs.

Her orange-brown long hair was casually tied into a high ponytail, swaying lightly with her steps, looking both cool and charming in its own unique way.

"Qiuqiu!" Lingling quickened her steps to catch up with her, affectionately wrapping her arm around her slim waist. "Did you see what I sent in the group chat?"

Qiuqiu nodded, her usually cool face showing a trace of embarrassment: "Yes, I saw it. I... I hadn’t mentioned before that I also know ’Su Yu’s April’."

"It’s no big deal." Lingling tilted her head, grinning slyly, "I just think it’s hilarious. I’ve never seen someone so shameless, she really thinks she’s Su Yu herself."

She playfully pinched Qiuqiu’s arm: "But speaking of which, our QQ’s figure and aura do have a bit of Su Yu’s vibe. If she really comes, you should cosplay as the real Su Yu on the spot and give her a surprise!"

Qiuqiu pressed her lips together, not saying anything.

Because of their shared interests, she had a decent relationship with ’Su Yu’s April,’ chatting online about music and painting, even confiding in her thoughts about Tang Song.

She could understand the behavior of impersonating an idol; she probably just really loves Su Yu.

Just like herself, she had fantasized countless times about having some kind of story with Su Yu.

They walked side by side to the brand department’s workspace area.

After Qiuqiu sat down, she casually asked in a low voice, "Lingling, why didn’t President Tang come to the company today?"

Lingling paused for a moment, then casually replied: "The senior won’t be here for the next two or three days, he said a friend is visiting from out of town and he needs to host personally."

"Oh."

Qiuqiu softly responded, nodding.

The unmistakable look of disappointment on her face didn’t escape Lingling’s notice.

Lingling silently sighed in her heart.

Of course, she could see Qiuqiu’s unusual feelings towards Senior Tang Song.

But the senior... he’s a total player!

It’s not just about stringing along a few women, he might as well be an entire ocean.

A pure and cool girl like Qiuqiu could never handle a ’player’ of the senior’s level.

She would probably be chewed up and spit out without a bone left.

Lingling’s mind uncontrollably began to conjure up all kinds of strange scenarios.

What if... what if one day the senior just randomly decided to storm our shared apartment...

And then on the living room sofa... on the balcony rocking chair... even in my and Qiuqiu’s room...

Ahhhhhhhh!

Yao Lingling’s cheeks flushed bright red in an instant.

She instinctively looked down at her slightly heaving chest, accentuated by her bra’s Small A...

She couldn’t resist sneaking a glance at Qiuqiu’s impressive figure, tightly wrapped by her snug undershirt.

Bumping into someone isn’t bad, but being smaller is embarrassing.

When the time comes... that would be a public execution!

...

YJTC, luxury apartment.

"Mhm—" accompanied by a low groan.

Zhang Yan slowly opened her eyes, her mind still a bit groggy.

As the luxurious master bedroom gradually came into focus in her vision, she suddenly realized and sat up in bed.

The office chair was now empty, the computer closed.

In the large master bedroom, only the sound of her breathing could be heard.

She picked up the phone resting on the bedside, checked the time, and realized it was almost three in the afternoon!

She instantly felt wide awake.

God! They had plans to go to the Agricultural University and do some shopping this afternoon.

Although she hadn’t voiced it, she was really looking forward to this visit down memory lane.

She nervously glanced around but didn’t see the familiar figure.

Hesitantly, she called out softly towards the door: "Tang Song."

In the empty room, there was no response, only her own weak echo.

She bit her lower lip, put on her slippers, and carefully got out of bed.

She wanted to go outside to see where he was, but feared wandering around his house might seem impolite and lead to misunderstandings.

After all, everything in his house looked expensive.

As she stood there at a loss, her eyes randomly glanced at a corner of the room.

Her suitcase was gone.

She looked around but couldn’t find it.

Then as if realizing something, she bit her lip and walked towards the wardrobe door.

Leaning forward, she cautiously peered inside.