Chapter 2336 Advancement, Promise_3

For a girl like her, who once deeply craved money and materials, this impact was absolutely nuclear-level.

Just as she was too excited to speak, Tang Song’s voice rang out again: "Among it, 100,000 US dollars is your ’personal discretionary fund’. Whether you withdraw it directly, or buy bags or clothes you like, it’s all up to you, no need to report to anyone."

"This..." Lin Muxue felt a bit dizzy, her body started to heat up slightly from extreme excitement, her bladder tightening violently, "Is this real?"

"Of course."

Lin Muxue bit her lip and suddenly stood up, her voice trembling: "I... I need to go to the bathroom first!"

She didn’t want to spoil the mood since Tang Song had just given her a gift.

But she felt that this time it was particularly urgent, afraid she couldn’t control it, leading to a complete breakdown of her persona.

"No rush." Tang Song pulled her wrist back.

"I..." Her face turned bright red with urgency, tears almost falling.

"Let me put this on you first."

Tang Song said as he picked up the watch and personally strapped it onto her slender white wrist, fastening the strap.

With a soft "click" sound.

Lin Muxue’s body stiffened, and the urgent need to urinate that had almost driven her to collapse, actually faded away?

Replacing it was an indescribable emotional high.

Tang Song looked at her reaction and smiled with satisfaction.

Then, he directly pressed her down on the wide and soft leather sofa.

In the warm living room, the huge floor-to-ceiling window faced the serene and deep lake outside.

In this tranquility, a jumble of noises arose.

Her eyes became brighter and more heated, her whole being seemed to ignite.

...

Yan City, North City Garden Community.

The steam from the hotpot gradually dispersed, leaving a mildly spicy fragrance in the living room.

Lingling and Qiuqiu were efficiently tidying up the aftermath, while Su Yu stood by the window with a glass of water, digesting.

The post-snow sunlight streamed through the glass, casting a warm golden edge on her.

Watching Lingling bent over tidying the trash bags.

Su Yu asked casually: "By the way, you mentioned on WhatsApp that you’re designing the winter new sweater for [He Yi]? Is the design drawing ready?"

Lingling paused in her actions, somewhat embarrassedly stuck out her tongue: "Well... the sample is actually done. But it always feels like something’s missing, hasn’t been finalized."

"Oh?" Su Yu gently set down the glass, "That’s perfect, mind if I try it on?"

"Of course, I don’t mind!" Lingling was flustered with delight, not knowing where to place her hands, "It’s just... it’s still a semi-finished product, might be a bit rough..."

"Design is about soul, not stitches."

Su Yu smiled and signaled her to lead the way.

Stepping into the cozy small secondary bedroom.

Lingling, with great care, retrieved from the depths of the wardrobe the sample garment that had been causing her much distress.

A loose-fitting, chunky knit sweater.

Unlike down jackets, fashionable sweaters can be worn in both the north and the south, and are a necessity.

It’s also her next main project.

The design concept was beautiful, but the finished product always seemed to lack charisma.

Stuck for so long, always feeling a little short.

Su Yu took the garment.

Lingling was just about to say "I’ll go to the living room and wait", but choked on her words.

Su Yu had already turned her back to her, smoothly removing the cashmere sweater she was wearing.

That superb physique, enough to drive anyone crazy, was fully displayed in front of Lingling.

Underneath, she wore only a minimalist black silk camisole.

A large area of snow-white delicate skin shimmered with a mist-like glow in the afternoon sun, the exquisitely sculpted butterfly bones, the deep groove tracing down along the spine, and the slender waist...

Especially when she turned sideways, the firm and full, seemingly defying gravity perfection, was simply... a masterpiece of God’s showmanship!

Lingling’s face flared red as a beet.

Breathing became ragged, her gaze flustered not knowing where to land.

My God... this skin, this figure... as expected of the Enchanting Demon of the entertainment industry, the most beautiful face in the Asia-Pacific...

If I were a man, I’d definitely have a nosebleed by now!

Under her embarrassed yet unblinking gaze.

Su Yu leisurely slipped on the sweater.

She didn’t adjust the hem, just slightly lifted her chin, casually turned around, and took a few steps in the small ten-square-meter bedroom.

No professional lighting, no runway, and no exhilarating show music.

But every hemline curve caused by her movement, every waistline displayed at each pause, even a little gesture of finger lightly stroking the neckline, was filled with the effortless control of a top supermodel.

The previously somewhat plain silhouette was perfectly supported by her excellent head-to-body ratio and cool aura, instantly becoming sophisticated, lazy, and filled with an indescribable sense of story.

As if infused with a soul, the garment came alive in an instant.

"Rip——"

An imaginary light seemed to flash in Lingling’s mind.

Her eyes widened, holding her breath.

The "something always missing" that had been troubling her for so long was found!

Not the fabric, not the cut, but a sense of fluidity.

If the neckline’s line is lowered by two centimeters... if an irregular strap is added at the waist...

Yes! It is that feeling, the sense of wanderlust that allows someone to wrap tightly in a coat and walk freely on the streets of Paris in the winter wind!