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Capítulo 1330: Chapter 493: Cold and Aloof, Overnight Fee

As Tang Song’s calm voice rang out, the atmosphere in the entire booth lightened.

Cheng Qiuyu raised her head and looked at his well-defined side profile.

The dim light cast a soft outline around him, and his eyes, distinct in black and white, exuded a reassuring steadiness.

All anxieties gradually dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented sense of safety.

Then, Cheng Qiuyu felt a slightly forceful, warm palm on her waist, her heart rate uncontrollably accelerating, her chest slightly heaving.

Her gaze flickered with unspeakable excitement.

“President Tang!” A hoarse voice broke the momentary silence.

Qin Fengyu staggered forward, but was held back by two men in black suits, unable to move.

Beside him, Ansel let out a low cry and quickly stepped back, keeping his head down, eyes filled with fear, afraid of being noticed by Tang Song or those men in black suits.

Qin Fengyu, with a flushed face, said in a low voice, “President Tang, it was all a misunderstanding! I really considered you my friend. I’ll drink that bottle of vodka right now! The shooting permit for ‘Snowy Night’ will be ready by tomorrow…”

Tang Song slightly turned, raised a hand to interrupt, and, holding Cheng Qiuyu, walked out.

He had no regard for such spoiled second-generation individuals lingering in the entertainment circle with shabby conduct, and didn’t consider them qualified to be his friends.

Qin Fengyu stood still, his face alternating between blue and white.

A wave of intense shame and humiliation surged in him, wanting to say something, but when he saw the cold gaze of that female bodyguard, he held back.

Liu Jiayi withdrew her gaze and followed Tang Song out.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the booth, and several men in black suits quickly stepped aside to clear a path.

Cheng Qiuyu could feel the various gazes cast her way from the booth.

As they neared the door, she suddenly turned back, giving a glance at Ansel, who stood there dazed, face pale.

Her steps slowed slightly.

Cheng Qiuyu bit her lip, wanting to say something but eventually restrained herself.

Tang Song raised an eyebrow, glanced in Ansel’s direction.

Noticing their movements, Qin Fengyu’s heart leapt, and he stepped forward, grabbing Ansel’s arm with a low, anxious voice, “Ansel, let’s go… we should go now…”

Ansel’s body trembled, clenching his teeth as he followed Qin Fengyu, slowly moving his steps.

Tang Song’s right hand gently but firmly guided Qiuyu out.

“President Tang.” The synchronized greeting echoed in the corridor and booth.

Tang Song’s gaze swept over the well-trained security team, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

No wonder it was a top-tier system product, indeed a premium selection, each one a meticulously chosen special security guard.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor.

The dim light spilled over the floor, stretching everyone’s shadows long.

The black shadows slowly receded.

Qin Fengyu and Ansel followed nervously two meters behind, not daring to get too close, occasionally glancing back at the booth.

Brother Zheng and others remained motionless there, their eyes still filled with hints of fear.

Even knowing that Qin Fengyu’s relationship with President Tang was ordinary, he dared not make any impulsive moves.

After all, having already captured Qin Fengyu’s photo, settling this account was just a matter of time.

…

The grandly lit nightclub lobby on the first floor.

The murmurs of discussion rippled like waves, with everyone’s gaze following them, filled with curiosity and awe.

Some whispered guesses, some took out their phones to steal a shot, but more just silently watched, not daring to make any noise.

Tang Song’s pace was steady and composed, silently appreciating the exceptional touch of Qiuyu’s slender waist, feeling quite at ease.

Stepping out of the restaurant door, the cool night breeze greeted them, mixed with the unique salty and moist sea air.

Moonlight shimmered on the rippling sea, resembling sparkling silver shards.

In the distance, the highway wound and twisted, stretching along the coastline into the infinite night.

On the spacious, clean road by the sea, a Bentley Mulsanne in black and gold two-tone stood quietly, its lights flickering slightly.

Beside it, a few Mercedes-Benz G-Class and Land Rovers, all in uniform black, lay in neat rows, each exuding a sense of majesty and power.

Liu Jiayi quickly took a few steps forward, smoothly opening the back car door, her action clean and direct.

Tang Song released Cheng Qiuyu’s slender waist, his tone gentle, “Get in the car, QQ.”

Cheng Qiuyu nodded dazedly, carefully sitting inside the car.

The leather seat was soft and comfortable, the air filled with a faint scent of high-end perfume, making her feel a bit uneasy.

“Vroom——” The sound of the engine roared, spreading through the night streets.

Accompanied by the successive sounds of car doors closing.

The bright car lights illuminated the entire road.

Soon, escorted by several off-road vehicles, the Bentley Mulsanne smoothly started, driving into the night.

…

Meanwhile, Qin Fengyu and Ansel hurriedly scrambled into a taxi parked by the roadside.

“To Zhonghao Hotel!” Qin Fengyu shouted, then collapsed back into the seat, breathing heavily, his gaze complex and somber as he looked at the distant convoy.

His shirt and hair were drenched with liquor, feeling ice-cold when the wind hit, but it also cleared his mind a bit.

Ansel licked his dry lips, the buzzing noise in his ears gradually fading away.

The image of Tang Song with his arm around Cheng Qiuyu kept flashing in his mind, his face turning unsightly, yet his eyes betrayed an unmistakable fear.

Cheng Qiuyu was his high school classmate, also his once first love.

He originally thought, with his current achievements and momentum, it was only a matter of time before he could win the beauty’s heart.