Chapter 2177 - 706: Returning Home in Triumph, President Shen_3

Weiwei was nodding vigorously from the side, her eyes clear and sincere.

Lin Muxue hesitated for a moment, put away her phone, and smiled, "Alright, then I won’t be polite with you all."

"Ah! That’s the spirit!" The owner lady finally felt relieved, revealing a simple smile on her face.

Lin Muxue didn’t leave immediately; instead, she opened the passenger door and took out a limited edition collaboration Teddy bear from inside.

She placed it directly on the small wooden box filled with sundries beside Weiwei.

"Weiwei, this is for you. Bye-bye~"

After speaking, she didn’t give the two of them any chance to refuse, gracefully making her way back to the warm driver’s seat of the Porsche.

She started the car and left.

In the rearview mirror, Weiwei was carefully holding that exquisite doll, staring blankly in the direction she drove away.

"Beep beep beep——"

Lin Muxue lightly honked, a bright and sunny smile spreading across her face.

...

Approaching 7 o’clock in the evening.

YJHT, Building 6.

Lin Muxue, carrying those two large bags of barbecue, took the elevator and arrived at the door of 501, skillfully inputting the password.

"Ding ding——"

The door unlocked, and a wave of warmth mixed with high-end fragrance and the scent of life greeted her.

Changing into slippers, she walked into the living room and saw the beautician who was already waiting with a prepared fruit platter, expectantly looking out.

Zhao Yaqian was wearing a Burberry strappy tight-fitting dress in cream check pattern, perfectly outlining her youthful, energetic, and alluring figure.

Her bright, captivating chestnut red long hair hung freely over her snowy shoulders, her red lips full and tempting, her gaze clear.

The long, rounded legs of the wine glasses emitted a deadly allure under the warm indoor lighting.

"Xue! You’re here! I’m starving!" Zhao Yaqian took wide steps, lunging over, grabbing those two large bags, her eyes sparkling, "Wow! So much delicious food! And my favorite roasted sweet potato slices!"

As she spoke, she affectionately hugged Lin Muxue and gave her a "mwa" kiss on the cheek.

"Slow down, slow down, you’re such a big gal, careful not to knock me apart." Lin Muxue staggered a bit from the collision, her mouth complaining, but her face full of smiles.

The two hurriedly filled the entire coffee table with barbecue skewers, fruit platters, and ice-cold drinks.

Then they turned on the LCD TV on the living room wall, playing the hottest comedy variety show at the moment.

"Huh? Where’s Tingzi? It’s Thursday today, she shouldn’t be streaming, right? Still not back yet?"

Zhao Yaqian paused for a moment, tearing at the roasted sweet potato slices, lowered her voice a bit, and whispered, "Tingzi... she went to see the new house with Brother Song and President Gao, she’ll be back later, I guess."

"Yunding Mansion?"

"Yeah."

The two exchanged a look, both choosing not to continue this topic.

"Then let’s eat slowly and wait for Tingzi to come back."

"Mm-hmm, okay."

After more than half an hour.

The smart lock on the main door once again made the "ding ding" unlocking sound.

He Liting, dressed in a fashionable gray coat with exquisite makeup, returned.

Seeing the table full of food, she immediately cheered, dropped her bag, and joined in.

As the night deepened, the cold wind howled outside the window.

The three of them nestled in a room as warm as spring, drinking ice-cold cola, eating barbecue.

They excitedly shared interesting stories from their work and life, complained about the oddballs they encountered, talked about the latest celebrity gossip.

The living room was filled with chattering laughter.

...

Past 9 PM.

He Liting went to the study to prepare the script for tomorrow’s live stream.

Lin Muxue lazily lay on Zhao Yaqian’s soft big bed, chatting with her about going back home for an engagement party over the weekend.

As they talked, somehow, the topic drifted towards Tang Song and those ambiguous things.

Lin Muxue mysteriously asked, "By the way, Qianqian, now that you’ve met Jing, what do you think of her?"

"She’s quite easy to get along with, looks pretty, and has a sweet voice, much better than I imagined."

"Hmph, she’s not as simple as she seems on the surface!" Lin Muxue gritted her teeth, her tone filled with an experienced person’s warning, starting to exaggerate Jing’s creepy aspects.

Zhao Yaqian listened, startled, her big eyes blinking.

She couldn’t quite imagine that the sweet and well-mannered beautiful and rich girl was actually like that in private.

After finishing, Lin Muxue extended her slender index finger and gently tapped Zhao Yaqian’s full red lips.

She nudged her enthusiastically, "Next time, if Tang Song drags you two to play some weird game, remember to use your flexible tongue to ’teach that little weirdo a lesson’ for me."

"Ah?!" Zhao Yaqian’s cheeks instantly turned crimson, "Wha... what are you saying?! How am I supposed to teach her a lesson..."

"Your tongue is so flexible." Lin Muxue leaned close to her ear, giving instructions, "At that time, you just..."

Emperor Muxue, about to return gloriously to her hometown, was in an excited and restless state altogether.

The conversation became increasingly inappropriate, racing uncontrollably towards undescribable territory.

The 19-year-old beautician, young and full of energy, simply could not withstand the trash talk from the Fake socialite.

The two laughed and tussled on the soft big bed.

After a good while.

Zhao Yaqian suddenly sat up abruptly, turned her head, and said, "Xue."

"Hm? What’s up?"

"Shall we drive to Yunding Mansion now?"

"Huh?!" Lin Muxue was stunned, "What to do there? Find Tang Song? But... he’s definitely with Gao Mengting experiencing the new house right now; the two of them are surely staying over there for the night."