Chapter 2329 - 741: Dream Dress

The living room was warm and cozy.

Seeing everyone’s petrified expressions, Su Yu smiled gently.

She casually took off her black coat and handed it to Cheng Xiaoxi, revealing the perfectly tailored white cashmere sweater underneath.

The soft cashmere hugged her slender yet curvy exquisite figure, exuding a warm glow under the light, so beautiful that one couldn’t take their eyes off her.

Then she walked with graceful steps into the center of the living room, her gaze wantonly surveying the surroundings, occasionally commenting.

"The color choice for this sofa set is nice, very cozy."

"The brushwork in this painting is delicate, and the composition has a lot of spirit." She stopped in front of a hanging painting and turned to look at the corner, "Did Lingling paint this? Very talented."

Yao Lingling shuddered, finally coming back to her senses from a soul-losing state.

"Miss Su Yu, please have a seat! I’ll go cut some fruit for you! Jiahong, Minmin, hurry up and tidy up the table!"

"Oh, oh! Okay!"

Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin awoke as if from a dream and hastily started clearing the snack bags scattered on the coffee table, wishing the trash would disappear in an instant.

Lingling glanced at Qiuqiu, who was still in a daze, said nothing, and ran towards the kitchen with her head down.

Her mind was also about to explode now, her whole body covered in goosebumps.

The senior’s official girlfriend turned out to be Su Yu?! And the one she used to tease and see as a "cyber rival" online?!

This was completely beyond her comprehension.

Her mind was a mess, not knowing what to do. Should she be afraid of being "settled" by the main palace?

Or should she be thrilled by this unexpected encounter?

After all, that’s Su Yu!

Faced with such a person, she couldn’t even muster the courage to feel jealous.

The living room started to bustle with activity from the girls, the atmosphere tense and lively.

Su Yu sat elegantly on the sofa, her movements unrestrained yet exuding a natural nobility.

Her gaze finally fell on Cheng Qiuyu, who remained frozen in place.

She patted the spot beside her, her voice gentle, "Sit here, Qiuqiu."

Qiuqiu opened her mouth, as if drawn by some invisible force, and took difficult steps to stand before Su Yu.

Her gaze remained fixed on her, as if trying to imprint this face deep into her soul.

"Why aren’t you speaking?" Su Yu tilted her head slightly, looking at her, "Our online interactions were quite pleasant."

Upon hearing this, Qiuqiu seemed to finally snap back to reality, her voice trembling heavily: "I... I didn’t know... that online friend was really you... and also Tang Song..."

She had complained about her relationship issues to a net friend named "Su Yu’s April."

For instance, she said the guy she liked was a jerk.

Back then, Su Yu replied that if it was Tang Song, not only would she not mind him being in multiple relationships, but she would also be willing to have a spot on his aircraft carrier if he let her.

Little did she know, Su Yu was really Tang Song’s girlfriend.

In her life, what she saw as a spiritual idol and emotional reliance turned out to be a couple.

She had fantasized countless times that if she were as outstanding and radiant as her idol, Tang Song would surely love her deeply.

But now, reality gave her the cruelest blow.

Her idol was his girlfriend.

And she was just a clumsy imitator, forever out of reach.

"So... now that you know, what do you think?"

Su Yu leaned forward slightly, her amber eyes calmly watching her, with a subtle sense of pressure.

"I... I don’t have any..." Qiuqiu lowered her head, not daring to look into those eyes, her voice weak yet firm, "just a blessing. I hope you will always be happy and content. Tang Song is a very, very good person, Miss Su Yu, and you are also a very, very good person."

As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears, but her voice became much smoother, as if reciting a scripture carved into her heart for many years:

"You debuted at 17, as the first-generation captain of Echo. That winter, despite knee water buildup from practicing dance, you still insisted on completing the performance on a snowy day... Back then, clearly you were the strongest, yet you always let others take the center and gained exposure opportunities..."

"But later, they ganged up to discredit you, dumping all the scandal on you... At that year’s All-Star concert, the audience below was filled with black light and boos, you stood there all alone... I watched the live broadcast back then and cried all night..."

"But you didn’t fall. You came back with ’Confession,’ climbing back step by step to where you are today..."

"The way you clawed your way out of the hopeless situation was truly incredible and great... It gave me immense spiritual support and courage..."

Listening to Qiuqiu recounting the past, long sealed in dust, in such detail, Su Yu’s expression subtly changed.

The initially scrutinizing and playful look in her eyes gradually softened, replaced by a complex and moved expression.

Yao Lingling carefully placed the fruit plate on the coffee table, barely daring to breathe.

Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin, having finished tidying up, stood aside as well.

Their gazes shifted back and forth between Qiuqiu and Su Yu.

They all knew Qiuqiu was an ardent fan of Su Yu, emulating her daily makeup, dress, even her tone and demeanor.

Not to mention her comic-book figure, with its exaggerated curves.