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Chapter 1371: Chapter 504: Private Assistant’s First Black Card Experience

September 29, 2023, Friday, Mid-Autumn Festival.

At 6 in the morning, the sky had just brightened.

Tang Song woke up from his sleep, glanced at Wen Ruan who was still asleep, and couldn’t help but smile.

The phone screen lit up with a notification of a bank card deposit.

Tang Song’s mood instantly improved.

Last night, since they were at Wen Ruan’s home and her parents were next door, Wen Ruan was actually holding back.

Every time she wanted to scream, she would bite her fingers and hold back. She said to move away, yet her body instinctively complied.

That sense of thrill and conquest indeed stirred one’s emotions.

Tang Song quietly got out of bed and put on his clothes.

He picked up his phone and saw several unread messages, all blessings for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Among them were messages from Lingling, Shen Yuyan, and Qian Lele, all quite lengthy.

After replying with a smile, Tang Song sent blessing messages to all his colleagues.

Just as he was about to put away his phone.

”Buzz buzz buzz——” A message popped up.

[Cheng Qiuyu: ”Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.”]

Glancing at the time, Tang Song raised his eyebrows and chatted with this ”dark-hearted” female designer for a bit.

He could feel that ever since the dream they shared last time, Qiuyu had a special sense of dependence and compliance towards him.

It’s not quite like love, rather peculiar.

Could it be that his comforting role as an old dad in the dream made her hallucinate?

Tang Song shook his head, put away his phone, and walked out of the bedroom.

The bright lights in the living room made him squint.

Soon, he saw Qian Guixiang tidying things up in the living room.

”Good morning, Auntie, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.”

”Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!” Qian Guixiang wiped her hands with a cloth and walked over quickly, showing concern, ”Woken up so early, why not sleep a bit more? Are you hungry? Ruan’s dad likes to take morning walks, he bought some fried dough sticks and buns, I cooked some millet porridge.”

”Thank you, Uncle and Auntie, I’m used to getting up early, so I’ll have some at home.”

Soon, Tang Song was pulled to the dining table.

The table was filled with steaming millet porridge, buns, fried dough sticks, pickles, salted duck eggs...

Qian Guixiang handed him chopsticks, spoon, and helped peel the duck egg, showing constant concern for his health.

Her attitude was even closer than treating her own son.

After all, the big sister is a fitness enthusiast weighing over 130 pounds, when she gets wild, it’s quite a commotion despite holding back.

When the meal was almost finished.

Qian Guixiang couldn’t resist mentioning that she’s in good health and signed up for a maternal and infant care training course to learn systematically.

Her intentions were obvious.

Tang Song blushed a bit.

Of course, mainly because he could sense that Qian Guixiang and her husband must have heard their activity last night.

They’re already waiting for the two to bear fruit.

...

Back in the bedroom, Tang Song was met with a pair of charming, lazy half-open eyes.

He couldn’t help but smile brightly, ”Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhuangzhuang.”

”Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.” Wen Ruan, still drowsy, pushed out a long athletic and graceful leg onto the blanket.

Her thick brown hair hung over her bare skin, looking especially alluring.

Tang Song came to the bedside, covered her with a thin blanket, kissed her hair, and gently squeezed her peach-bottom.

”I have to go, need to pack my luggage, heading home for lunch.”

”Ouch—” Wen Ruan twisted her hips, nudging him with her thigh, ”Go, go, leave quickly, don’t disturb my sleep, you’re such a monster, even Chairman Jin said I...”

Her voice became more and more muffled, lying on the pillow, feeling lazy.

”Bye-bye, see you after the holiday.”

Tang Song’s fingers brushed across her substantial long leg, got up and walked out.

The door closed with the sound of goodbyes, followed by Qian Guixiang escorting him to the elevator.

Wen Ruan opened her eyes, sat up, yawned.

She casually threw on a nightdress, slipped on her slippers, and walked out of the bedroom.

After greeting her mother, Wen Ruan headed to the balcony on her own.

The morning chill hit her face, yet she seemed unfazed.

Opening the window, she looked downstairs, not blinking.

After a night of wind, quite a few sycamore leaves had fallen on the ground.

Not long after, a tall figure appeared on the asphalt path.

Though far away, Wen Ruan felt he was right in front of her.

He was enveloped in the clear and bright morning light, moving with a carefree and elegant stride.

Occasionally kicking leaves or stones on the ground, if he missed the target, he’d chase after it and kick again.

Wen Ruan cocked her head, watching him, started laughing to herself, shaking with glee.

His figure eventually disappeared around the corner, out of sight.

”Stay safe.” Wen Ruan muttered, closed the window, and went back to the bedroom to get more sleep.

...

The Rolls Royce slowly entered YJTC B1.

”Qingning, I’ve arrived, hanging up now, talk to you later.”

”Bye-bye.”

Ending the video call with Liu Qingning, Tang Song put his phone back in his pocket, his gaze subtly moving.

This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Qingning had no plans to return to Quan City.

One reason is that Qingning Technology hasn’t stabilized here, another is that her parents will join her in Shen City for a reunion in these days.

She didn’t hide the fact from her parents about cashing out and leaving the previous company.

So her family worries about her situation.

This time having her parents over is also to ease their minds a bit, and let them see her new life firsthand.

Thinking about Liu Qingning’s mother, inevitably stirred some emotions within him.