Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

During dinner last night, Tang Song had already asked the housekeeper from Jinli Villa to tidy up and send over a few sets of clean clothes for him.

He changed into a set of autumn casual sportswear and left Meng Ran’s apartment briskly, heading downstairs.

He put on his Bluetooth headphones and dialed Liu Qingning for a voice call.

Chatting with his first love from afar in Shen City, he began jogging slowly in the neighborhood.

After finishing the call, Tang Song thought for a moment, then walked towards the outside of the community.

Having come to Rong City for the past few days, he hadn’t properly tried the local breakfast from the streets and alleys. He could give it a try and bring some back for the female CEO still sleeping upstairs.

The sky was still dark, with a deep blue-gray hue.

In the distance, a faint crescent moon was visible.

Walking out of the community gates, the chill hit him.

Tang Song suddenly paused in his steps.

A green light appeared in his view.

His gaze fell on a figure standing alone under the streetlight not far away from the entrance.

She was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater with a trench coat over it.

Her beautiful orange-brown long hair was neatly tied into a ponytail, glowing softly under the dim streetlamp.

She held a bag that looked like an insulated bag, standing there quietly.

Looking down at her phone, she seemed to be hesitating about something.

The cold morning wind blew at the hem of her trench coat, making her appear exceptionally lonely.

Tang Song paused for a moment, took a deep breath of the frosty air, and called out, ”Qiuqiu!”

Upon hearing his voice, the figure trembled suddenly.

Qiuqiu immediately stuffed her phone into her pocket, turned around, and looked at him.

An unnatural expression appeared on her face.

”Tang Song...”

He stepped closer to her and held her cold left hand, ”What are you doing here?”

”Didn’t you say before that you wanted to try Rong City’s local breakfast?” Her voice was light, her eyes flickering, ”So I...tried making it, don’t know how it tastes, I wanted you to try it.”

Tang Song looked at her, and his heart suddenly ached.

Ever since the hospital incident, Qiuqiu’s attitude towards him had become more dependent.

Like a real little girl, she regarded him as her greatest support.

She messaged frequently on WhatsApp.

He hadn’t lied, saying he’d be staying at a friend’s Times Mansion for the past couple of days.

Unexpectedly, this designer personally made breakfast and even delivered it early in the morning.

It seems the impact of Dream Flower Seed is deeper than he’d imagined.

”How long have you been waiting?”

”Not long...”

”Not long? How long is not long?”

Qiuqiu looked into his eyes, pursed her lips, lowered her head, and didn’t speak further.

Tang Song sighed, released her hand, opened his arms, and hugged her slender and cold body.

In the third memory he had, he saw that the girl who resembled Su Yu was Qiuqiu.

At that time, she was in her third year of high school, facing college entrance exams.

Her state at that time showed she had always lived very lonely.

Few friends, bullied at school, important relatives gone, only her mother in this unfamiliar city, yet very busy.

She truly was a very pitiful girl.

Qiuqiu’s body first tensed and then completely relaxed.

Her nose was filled with his morning chill mixed with a faint scent of sweat, familiar and reassuring.

The warmth of his chest, the strength of his heartbeat, let her immerse entirely in an overwhelming sense of happiness.

She really wanted him, really wanted to see him.

The wind continued blowing, the sky yet to brighten.

The two of them quietly embraced for a long time.

Then, Tang Song took her hand and walked into a nearby breakfast shop still steaming.

He casually ordered a bowl of soybean pudding and dough sticks.

Then, he carefully opened the insulated bag Qiuqiu brought, taking out two food boxes.

Inside one box were several clumsily-made brown sugar pastries.

The other insulated box contained a bowl of spicy shrimp dumplings, garnished with scallions in the red oil soup, steaming hot.

”I rarely cook, my mom helped a bit.”

Qiuqiu softly explained, her tone a bit constrained, yet expectantly like a child offering a precious gift.

Tang Song picked up a shrimp dumpling, dipped it in the soup, and put it in his mouth.

A complex taste instantly blossomed on his taste buds.

He looked up, meeting her tense and expectant eyes, smiled, ”It’s delicious.”

A simple sentence, yet it made Qiuqiu’s eyes suddenly shine like stars.

”Eat more.”

Above their heads, the Dream Flower Seed emitted a soft glow, seemingly growing larger.

Beside the table, steam rose, mixing the aroma of pastries with soybean milk.

Outside, the street gradually came to life.

The hustle of the snack vendors and the footsteps of office workers intertwined.

The sky slowly brightened.

The city’s vitality slowly unfolded amid the daily hustle.

...

”Boss, give me a beef bun, and pack a portion of jujube barley porridge.”

”Total is 7 yuan, right? Okay, sent it.”

Meng Ran, dressed in a neat professional outfit, stood at the bustling breakfast stall on the street, couldn’t help but yawn.

As a high-ranking executive who fought her way up from the rat race hell, her work had never been easy.

Last night, she stayed up late finishing the final plan, and early today, she had to rush to the company for the weekly meeting.

However, having made up her mind to ”switch jobs,” she felt she could finally let go of the heavy performance pressure.

Planning to talk to her boss after the meeting today, first confirming the resignation plan.