Chapter 2186 - 708: Lingling’s Daily Life_2

Lingling: Kitty cat rubs hands (emoji)

[Mother: "CLS? What kind of car is that? Never heard of it. Is it also a Mercedes C? I’ll discuss with your dad."]

Yao Lingling saw the reply and couldn’t help but let out a giggle.

Mercedes CLS, hailed as the "most beautiful Mercedes" coupe, costs at least twice as much as the C-Class.

The reason she said that was simply to jokingly refuse financial support from her family.

Although she is the only child, she knows that her parents run a small tailor shop, working tirelessly all their lives, without social security, and the little money they’ve saved is meant for their retirement.

And now, she’s already earning enough money.

She’s planning to wait a bit more, after the New Year, when she receives her year-end bonus and project dividends, and then she’ll buy a car.

She could also give their home, which they’ve lived in for twenty years, a good renovation, and replace all the furniture and appliances with new ones.

Her mom and dad have worked hard all their lives and deserve to enjoy themselves.

Just about to get back to work.

"Dingdong—" another message popped up.

[Sister Wen Ruan: "Lingling, it’s Friday today, want to come over to play Kings tonight? I brought you a gift from this business trip~"]

Yao Lingling’s eyes lit up, typing quickly in reply: "Sure, thanks Sister Wen Ruan, I feel bad for taking advantage of you again."

Soon, a new message popped up again.

[Sister Wen Ruan: "Don’t mention politeness, you come over, let me take advantage of you, and we’re even, right?"]

[Sister Wen Ruan: You know what I mean (emoji)]

Yao Lingling’s face turned red in a flash, her heart racing from the teasing of the older sister.

Honestly, Sister Wen Ruan’s figure is truly impressive.

Except for her smaller backside, everything else was overwhelming.

Especially that pair of big E’s, just incredible.

The two exchanged a few more lines.

Sun Youguang, the head of the finance department, walked in quickly, heading straight towards her.

"Lingling, President Tang is at the company and wants you in his office now."

"Ah?" Yao Lingling was momentarily stunned, then her eyes sparkled, "Got it! Thank you, Brother Youguang."

After watching Sun Youguang leave, she told Wen Ruan she had something to do, quickly pulled out a small mirror from the drawer to fix her hair, and adjusted her outfit.

Then she took a deep breath, picked up her laptop, and walked briskly towards the CEO’s office with excitement.

"Knock, knock-knock—"

The sound of her uniquely rhythmic knock was heard.

"Come in."

A clear, familiar magnetic voice filled the air.

Making Lingling grin.

She gently pushed open the heavy office door and stepped inside.

Seeing the senior sitting behind the desk, she momentarily stopped breathing.

Tang Song today was casually dressed in a simple white shirt, the sleeves neatly rolled up to the elbows, revealing his sleek, strong forearms.

He was lounging in a spacious black leather executive chair, looking down at a document.

The high bridge of his nose cast a faint shadow in the light, his demeanor noble with a hint of nonchalance.

Smooth, cool white skin, handsome face, highlighted by the pure white shirt, looking even cleaner and fresher.

"Whew—"

Yao Lingling bit her lip, feeling a tingling sensation in her heart.

My goodness!

The senior in a white shirt...so unfair, isn’t it?!

Who could resist this?!

Seeming to sense her gaze, Tang Song looked up.

His eyes were gentle with a hint of amusement, slender fingers intertwined.

With a crisp sound, he snapped his fingers.

"The famous Designer Lingling, are you standing at the door to cast spells or waiting for your skill cooldown?"

Awakened by his "gaming joke," Yao Lingling snapped back to reality, her cheeks blushing.

Courageously stepped inside, shut the door, playfully retorted:

"Reporting, President Tang! I’m waiting for your magnificent visage to give me the ’inspiration surge’ buff. Working drains inspiration, even during lunch breaks, you call me in for work. Only your top-tier beauty can help me recharge my mana."

"How about you come closer for a better look?" Tang Song set down the document, smiling at the spirited junior.

Today, Lingling wore the "comic bust," noticeably more confident.

Detecting Tang Song’s mischievous gaze, Yao Lingling instinctively raised her hand to block, then put it down, "Sure! I’ll take you up on that!"

With that, she took a step forward, nearing the large desk’s edge.

She leaned in boldly, studying the senior’s face closely.

Even reached out a finger to gently touch his sharp nose.

"Emm...this buff sure feels potent, doesn’t it."

As she bent over, the tight denim pants accentuated the rounded, plump curvature of her backside, almost perfectly presented before Tang Song.

The taut lines like a fruit full of elasticity.

Tang Song couldn’t help but reach out and gave it a firm smack through the thick denim fabric.

"Snap—"

Firm and bouncy, the feel was excellent.

Influenced by Jing, Tang Song gave it another smack.

The crisp sound, with a hint of heaviness, echoed distinctly in the quiet CEO office.

Lingling’s body froze instantly, the blush on her cheeks quickly spreading to the ears.

Like getting shocked, she straightened up abruptly, instinctively looking back nervously at the tightly closed office door.