Chapter 2320 - 739: Su Yu’s Threat, Jing’s Team_2

Her long hair was casually pinned up, her gait elegant, laziness laced with an innate nobility.

"Morning, Wen Ruan."

"Morning, big star."

The two of them sat at the dining table, enjoying the lavish breakfast together.

Wen Ruan took a sip of soy milk and asked, "What’s your schedule today? Want me to take you around the neighborhood? But... you’d better be fully geared up. If that face of yours shows, I’m afraid the entire Yan City will go into traffic paralysis."

Su Yu smiled faintly, picked up a crystal-clear shrimp dumpling. "No need. Today’s more of a private day, I’ve got two online friends I want to meet."

"Online friends?" Wen Ruan stared in disbelief. "You even have online friends?"

Su Yu said with a laugh, "Yeah, Yao Lingling and Cheng Qiuyu, you should know them."

The corner of Wen Ruan’s eye twitched hard.

Alright, Su Yu was really going all in.

Yesterday it was Xu Qing and Shen Yuyan, and today it’s the two female employees from [Songmei Clothing].

This was a blatant public claim of ownership.

Poor Lingling...

She knew Yao Lingling was a bit insecure to begin with, always slightly restrained when facing her.

If she were to see a love rival of Su Yu’s level—

Her cultivation heart would probably shatter on the spot.

But then—

An evil little sense of fun rose in Wen Ruan’s chest. Heh, back then she’d also gone through that kind of despair of being hit with Dimensionality Reduction.

Thinking about making someone else experience it once, was actually kind of fun.

If Lingling really broke down, she could go comfort her afterwards, and conveniently farm some Affinity.

By the time they finished the exquisite Su-style breakfast, daylight was already bright.

Wen Ruan looked at the female star bathed in morning light, so beautiful it was unreal, her eyes glinting.

She pulled out her phone and suggested, "Su Yu, come on, let’s take another selfie together?"

Su Yu froze for a second, then looked at her with a half-smile. "He wants to see it?"

Wen Ruan flushed a little and cleared her throat. "Kind of. You know what he’s like—total LSP. Knowing you’re staying at my place, he’s been sobbing and wailing that he wants to see our photo."

Su Yu pressed her red lips together and broke into a bright smile. "Sure."

Just then, a rush of hurried footsteps came their way.

Assistant Cheng Xiaoxi came over quickly with her phone, looking a bit tense.

"Sister Yu, call for you. It’s Miss Ouyang."

Hearing that name, Wen Ruan’s ears instantly perked up, gossip radar fully activated.

The flirtatious charm on Su Yu’s face vanished in an instant. She rose from Wen Ruan’s lap, took the phone, and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Hello... it’s me."

"Postponed?" Her voice suddenly turned cold. "For how long?"

Su Yu’s fingers tightened abruptly around the phone. "Four days?!"

"Huff—huff—"

"Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. Thank you, Sister Xian Yue."

Su Yu hung up coldly, standing by the window without turning around for a long time.

Wen Ruan watched her profile from the side, hesitated over and over, then couldn’t help asking with concern, "Su Yu, what happened?"

Su Yu turned, a deep, icy chill in her eyes. "That Female Demon is acting up again. I just got word that [Smile Holding]’s global shareholders’ meeting is going to be postponed. It was supposed to be one day, now they’ve changed it straight to four, and on the last day they’re even hosting a full-company cocktail party. It’s obvious they’re trying to keep Tang Song stuck in New York."

A shiver ran through Wen Ruan’s heart as she instantly grasped how serious this was.

The shareholders’ meeting starts on the 18th, and with an additional four days of delay, it won’t finish until the 21st.

Counting in the time difference and flight time, by the time Tang Song wraps things up in New York and flies to Paris, it’ll practically be bumping right up against Christmas.

If anything at all goes wrong in between, or Chairman Jin pulls some new urgent mess out of nowhere, there’s a real chance Tang Song won’t be able to make the date on time.

She knew just how important this "Christmas date" and the upcoming birthday were to this obsessive female star.

Su Yu’s body started trembling uncontrollably, the madness in her eyes growing stronger and stronger.

Wen Ruan was just about to say something comforting.

Su Yu suddenly let out a cold laugh and instructed Cheng Xiaoxi, "Notify the operations team to post an emergency supplementary announcement about the ’Christmas Luck Koi event’."

"Say that we’ll be doing the final drawing tomorrow night, selecting two male and female fan Koi. Because time is tight and we need to process visas and arrange the trip for the two lucky fans, this opportunity cannot be postponed."

"If any winning fan, for personal reasons, is unable to arrive in Paris on time... To make up for the regret, and to thank him for his support, I will livestream on my birthday, read out his name and ID, @ his account, and send him my thanks."

Wen Ruan sucked in a sharp breath, her eyelids twitching madly.

She knew Tang Song was definitely the pre-selected male fan. If his name and ID were read out publicly by Su Yu—

In this internet age, it wouldn’t even take half an hour before his entire family line and every strand of his social-network web were thoroughly dug out.

Cheng Xiaoxi hesitated for a moment, but in the end, under Su Yu’s unquestionable gaze, lowered her head and said, "Got it, Sister Yu! I’ll get on it right away!"

As they watched Cheng Xiaoxi leave, the chill and madness on Su Yu’s face ebbed away like a receding tide.

She took a deep breath, steadied her breathing, and when she turned to Wen Ruan, her eyes held only a pool of spring-water softness.

"Alright, business is done. Let’s continue taking photos."

"Oh... okay." Wen Ruan subconsciously picked up her phone.

Before she could react, a waft of fragrance brushed past her.

Su Yu’s waist twisted lightly, and with an elegant turn, she directly sat sideways on Wen Ruan’s full, firm lap.

The hem of her silk robe slipped down with the motion, revealing a long stretch of blindingly white, slender legs.