Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 1554 - 549: Xu Qing: P*ssy Massage!_4

It seems his previous worries were indeed unnecessary.

Such a strong Jing, even facing Secretary Jin, probably wouldn’t have any issues either.

"Snap—"

"Oh, for heaven’s sake!" Xu Qing’s voice was even louder than Tian Jing’s. She buried her face in the couch cushion, wishing she could disappear into a hole in the ground.

The reason she’s so afraid of Jing is ultimately because her identity was exposed offline and was discovered by the other party.

Back when she was in that group, she often spoke recklessly.

A lot of it involved Tang Song, with various imaginative angles.

At the time she made up those stories, they weren’t even together yet.

And Jing had already declared her sovereignty in the group, taking Tang Song as her boyfriend.

She, Miss Xu Qing, was a well-known writer and a famous cosplayer in the Little Suyu circle, and she did care about her image.

If Tang Song knew about this embarrassing history, she really wouldn’t be able to face him!

...

When Xue pushed open the private room door and came in.

She saw Xu Qing collapsed on the couch with a face full of despair, as well as Jing cozying up to Tang Song.

Her face immediately turned red, and the corners of her eyes twitched.

In Jing’s hands, she saw a round non-woven fabric patch.

What a pervert!

She cursed quietly in her heart, quickly looked away, and tried hard to suppress the messy images in her mind.

...

Minghui Mall, 3rd floor, in a mid-to-high-end women’s fashion store.

Three young women were shuttling around, whispering to each other.

"So expensive, this shirt is actually 700 yuan, should we really buy it? But it does look good, and the quality is very nice."

"Siqi, I just checked online, and if you go through an agent on Taobao, you can buy it for over 200 yuan less."

Wu Siqi took a deep breath, her gaze struggled for an instant, then gritted her teeth and resolutely said, "Buy it! This is it! Online might be too late, I’m starting my internship next Monday!"

"As long as you’re happy."

Qian Lele softly said, "Actually, I thought the one you bought for the interview the other day was pretty good too; you looked really beautiful in it."

"It’s not business enough, and it doesn’t really match with those pants of mine." Wu Siqi shook her head, her tone serious, "It’s my first time working, buying a nice set of professional attire is an investment, to leave a good impression on the leaders and colleagues."

Qian Lele opened her mouth but finally swallowed her words.

She knew that Wu Siqi’s family was quite ordinary too, and in her eyes, spending 700 yuan for a shirt just for the sake of ’face’ was really too extravagant.

But everyone has their own thoughts.

And this senior finally got an internship offer at Yannan Film and Television Base, so she must be especially excited; being a bit indulgent is understandable.

Being a state-owned enterprise, the stability and benefits are quite good, she was genuinely happy for her.

After paying and getting her new shirt.

Wu Siqi let out a long sigh of relief, her face beaming with a bright smile, "I’ll treat you guys to bubble tea later! By the way, Lele, the dress you tried on just now was really pretty, it’s last year’s model, and it’s only 500 yuan after the discount, why not just get it?"

"No, no." Qian Lele quickly shook her head, "I’ve already got enough clothes, and I don’t really wear dresses often."

Li Jingrong laughed, "I say, Lele, you already have a boyfriend, you should dress up more."

"No, I...I really don’t have a boyfriend."

"Oh, oh, it’s a crush then, right? Haha. You should still make yourself look pretty, and you should also take care of your hairstyle."

Qian Lele blushed, arguing, "You’re mistaken, that’s my brother."

"When will you bring your brother over to meet us then?"

"Alright, Jingrong, stop teasing Lele." Wu Siqi patted Qian Lele’s head, "Let’s go, to the second floor for bubble tea."

The three talked as they walked out.

Just as they stepped out of the shop.

Just as they stepped out of the shop, Qian Lele suddenly paused, her eyes slightly frozen.

In front of them, a familiar figure was maneuvering through the crowd.

He wore a crisp white shirt, stood tall and straight, his side profile like rolling mountains.

He had a charming smile, accompanied by three similarly dressed girls.

One was naturally her familiar Lin Muxue, the other two she didn’t recognize.

But the girl with very fair skin, with a noble and elegant temperament, was holding onto Tang Song’s arm intimately.

Qian Lele’s face showed a flustered expression, she looked down at her own clothes.

An inexplicable sense of inferiority welled up in her heart.

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong noticed her strangeness, turned back, and asked, "What’s wrong, Lele?"

"It’s nothing." She pursed her dry lips, suddenly turned around, and said with a bit of panic in her voice, "Maybe I’ll go try that dress again."

"Okay! Let’s go!" Wu Siqi laughed and took her arm, pulling her back into the store.

After walking a few steps, Qian Lele couldn’t help but glance back at Tang Song’s figure, her eyes slightly dimmed.

She actually never wanted anything beyond her grasp.

But some things were exceptions.