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Chapter 352: Chapter 223 Su Yu’s Turn_2 Chapter 352: Chapter 223 Su Yu’s Turn_2 I couldn’t help but start fantasizing about Tang Song again, how I so, so want to be X by him.

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At the second-floor railing, wearing sunglasses and a hat, clad in a shirt, Su Yu sat quietly.

Her translucent skin seemed to be glazed with a thin light.

Thick, long hair partially concealed her stunningly beautiful swan neck, her cheeks were plump and exquisite, exuding a celestial quality.

The assistant sitting opposite spoke softly, “Sister Yu, do you need me to bring Ms. Zhao up now?”

Su Yu lifted her head, her gaze piercing through the glass railing to the floor below.

The tall and leggy Zhao Yaqian was browsing around, touching here, looking there, her demeanor naive and cheerfully unrestrained, with a smile on her face.

Su Yu’s eyes were slightly lost in thought.

When she first met him, she was about the same age.

Unknowingly, more than 6 years had passed.

First it was Jin Meixiao, then Liu Qingning, and now Zhao Yaqian.

Unlike them, she was not so fortunate, never having received his love or time.

I listened to your words, constantly striving to improve myself, never daring to cause you any trouble.

It was you who said yourself that I have become your most favored appearance.

Su Yu bowed her head and pressed her lips together tightly, failing to understand what she had done wrong.

That would make him unwilling to see her even once in the recent three years.

There had been countless times she had longed for him to the point of madness, yet she could only see him in her dreams.

“Sister Yu…” the assistant softly called.

“Let me think about it a bit more,” whispered Su Yu, her eyes flickering uncertainly.

After the Golden Goblet Ceremony had concluded, she wanted to meet this golden canary and have a chat, but she still chickened out in the end.

Afraid that he would dislike her if he found out.

What she feared most was his distaste for her.

So even if she missed him to the point of madness, she never acted capriciously and never thought of attracting his attention with scandals.

Yet, she still couldn’t help herself and ended up at the Hermes event.

Perhaps she genuinely wanted to see what kind of person she was.

Thinking of this, she was about to speak.

“Buzz buzz buzz—” The female assistant’s phone vibrated.

She checked it and whispered, “Sister Yu, President Mo has sent you a message, saying that President Tang has arrived in Shanghai.”

“Huh!” Su Yu’s lips and the corners of her eyes began to twitch intensely.

She lowered her head and squeezed her own thighs forcefully with her slender, fair hands.

He’s here! Is it because Zhao Yaqian is here?

Does he know about my little maneuvers?

What should I do?

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

“Give me the phone!” Su Yu exhaled and took the phone, somewhat nervously.

In the chat interface was a photo sent by Mo Xiangwan.

Su Yu frowned slightly, opened the photo with curiosity, and looked closer.

Immediately, her face showed an incredulous expression, and her body began to tremble slightly.

The photo was a large group shot.

The background featured the promotional poster of the movie she starred in.

Tang Song stood in the middle, holding up a photo supporting her, and even had a sticker of her face adhered to his cheek.

He was dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, with familiar black-rimmed glasses on his face, his smile was gentle and considerate.

Su Yu’s bright, clear eyes instantly became moist.

Then tear after tear began to roll down.

Her vision started to blur, but she did not care, only gazing longingly at him in the photo.

The assistant was taken aback and handed over some tissues, but seeing Su Yu’s indifference, she did not dare to disturb her.

“Buzz buzz buzz—” “Buzz buzz buzz—”

The phone started to vibrate again.

A few more photos appeared in the chat interface.

Below them was a link to a fan forum.

Su Yu quickly wiped her tears, bit her lip, and clicked on the photos, looking through them one by one.

All the photos were of him at the film festival, looking as gentle and handsome as the him of her dreams.

She clicked on the forum link and took a look—it was posted by the Yan City fan support club, a very standard support activity.

“You came to Shanghai, just to participate in my fan support event?”

“Is it really like what Ouyang said, that you’re seeking an emotional change?”

“I really want to see you.”

Her lips parted slightly, and she whispered a few words under her breath.

A long, long time passed.

Su Yu’s eyes regained their luster, and she opened up the forum app to reply with a lengthy message under that post.

Then, she let out a long breath and stood up from her seat.

Glancing down at Zhao Yaqian with a faint smile, she said, “Let’s go. I need to go back and prepare for the concert on the 20th.”

After speaking, she took steps forward.

With the soft and cheerful music in her ears, her steps became lighter and lighter.

Her figure was extremely graceful, moving with the fluidity of a dance as she walked.

Clearly, her mood was much more excited than she showed.

The female assistant hurried to keep up, somewhat in disbelief; this was the first time she had seen President Su this happy.

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“I had so much fun today! Su Yu is so beautiful!”

“Thanks, Brother Song, for the big meal at noon. Let’s hang out again when you come to Yan City!”

“Sure, I’m in the group chat too. Let’s join the activities together.”

“At Su Yu’s concert on the 20th, we’ll be watching outside the venue. Let’s do it together!”

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Qiuqiu glanced at Tang Song and said, “I got a sleeper ticket for early tomorrow morning, so I’ll check out of the Marriott tonight and head back to Yan City.”

She had arrived in Shanghai on Thursday and had already stayed for two days at the WJ Marriott Hotel, plus the ticket price and money spent on the support activities—she had pretty much spent last month’s salary.

She couldn’t continue spending so lavishly.

And after going back, there was work to catch up on, as well as her upcoming graduation.

Tang Song smiled and nodded, “Take care on the road. See you in Yan City.”

He then waved goodbye to the few girls beside him, got into a taxi on the roadside, and melted into the flow of Shanghai’s traffic.

“Ah, Tang Song is so handsome! Feels like he could compete with our school’s most handsome guy!”

“It’s mainly his temperament and personality that strike my aesthetic. He’s got me swooning!”

“And he’s so generous too! Wonder if he has a girlfriend.”

A few young girls chattered away with their impressions of Tang Song, with Cheng Qiuyu nodding along in agreement.

Without any bias, Tang Song was indeed very good.

With a gentle character, able to take a joke, and high emotional intelligence, he was definitely ideal friend material.

The initial bad impression was mainly due to being photographed when biking and being discussed quite a few times.

Thinking about it now, they must have misunderstood him then.

Just then, a sharp scream suddenly erupted.

Qing, from the fan club, had a flushed face, jumping and hopping around.

“What’s wrong, Qing?” The others hurried over to ask.

“Ah… oh… uh… erm…” Qing, with her mouth agape, stammered, unable to speak from excitement.

Eventually, she simply held out her phone to them, jabbing at the screen excitedly.

“Ah!” “Ah!” “Ah!”

The small square outside the cinema instantly exploded with screams, drawing the attention of the surrounding people.

Seeing their reactions, Cheng Qiuyu also curiously leaned in, and with just one glance, she was stunned.

Beneath the support post she had made was a pinned comment.

[Su Yu: “Thank you dear [Pikachu] for sharing, this is the happiest surprise I’ve received, having fans like you is my greatest fortune… Your support is my greatest, most solid backing. I’m looking forward to the day we can meet, love you.”]

The message was lengthy; the beginning was all about thanking those few fans, but towards the end, it seemed as if the wrong words were used as it shifted to ‘you.’

After reading it several times, Cheng Qiuyu felt that Su Yu was speaking directly to her.

Everyone knew that Su Yu managed her own forum account.

Which meant that this was indeed a message from Su Yu to her.

After more than seven years of following her idol, who had been with her from rock bottom to the top, Su Yu had become her belief and spiritual support.

Seeing “Pikachu,” “happiest surprise,” “meet,” and “love you,” these key phrases, her eyes glistened with tears, overwhelmed with emotion.

It felt like she was dreaming.