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Chapter 287 - 287 198 I Dont Have Much Time Left_2
Chapter 287 - 287 198 I Dont Have Much Time Left_2
?Chapter 287: Chapter 198: I Don’t Have Much Time Left!_2 Chapter 287: Chapter 198: I Don’t Have Much Time Left!_2 She was a vain and showy character, and had been flaunting herself in various ways these past few days.
It seemed that she really had provoked her old classmate.
Clenching her teeth, Lin Muxue replied in the group: “I have to go on a business trip to Shanghai recently, I’m not in Yan City, so wait until I’m not so busy, ha.”
[He Xiaohui: “@Lin Muxue, Muxue, Siyue said you were on a business trip last month too, does your company have that much overseas work? But we’re going to be there for quite a while this time, no rush, you’ll eventually come back anyway.”]
…
“It’s over! It’s over!”
It was not until this moment that Lin Muxue finally realized.
Chen Siyue probably never believed from the start that she was some “financial expert,” an “independent woman.”
Her desire to start her own Mystery Box was probably just to puncture through that disguise.
In high school, Lin Muxue was very pretty and popular with boys, but she was bad at studying, from a poor family, and because of her stingy nature, she didn’t get along with most of the girls in her class.
So after graduating, she cut off contact with these classmates.
She attended an ordinary vocational college, studying to be a flight attendant, and also worked part-time as a small model.
This was the main reason for her graceful figure and outstanding physique.
About the college she attended, several classmates knew.
Now, just a few years after graduation, suddenly becoming a talent in the financial industry truly lacked credibility.
Given Chen Siyue’s current popularity, by the time it came around, possibly a lot of high school classmates would come to join the spectacle.
She could simply block these people, but she couldn’t guarantee someone petty wouldn’t expose her persona online, like He Xiaohui.
Most of her current income came from Little Red Book and TikTok; she barely counted as a small-time influencer, and if she were to be exposed, her account would instantly be done for.
“What should I do? What should I do?”
Under the current situation, it wasn’t something she could resolve just by borrowing Zhao Yaqian’s house.
After all, Chen Siyue and He Xiaohui would stay until after Su Yu’s concert; she might be able to borrow a place for one day to pretend, but definitely not for one or two weeks.
Then there was her job; she was just a little receptionist.
In Yan City, both Li Da and Mao Wenqiong were ticking time bombs, capable of discovering the truth at any moment.
“Ding Dong—” Her phone vibrated, receiving a friend request.
[Li Da]
After a moment of contemplation, Lin Muxue accepted the request, choosing the “chat only” privacy setting.
“Buzz Buzz Buzz—”
[Li Da: “Muxue, I was assigned to the Yan City branch after New Year’s and currently work in the medical equipment industry, holding a minor leadership position here. When are you free? I’d like to treat you to a meal.”]
Lin Muxue casually replied with an emoji smile and no longer paid attention to him.
She stood up and paced back and forth in the room, looking very anxious.
Tang Song! Tang Song! Only you can save me now!
After a long while, she took out her phone and dialed the number of a little sister, Li Menghan.
This Li Menghan was someone she met while modeling part-time, a few years her senior, had dated over a dozen boyfriends, and maintained a large pool of admirers.
A bona fide queen of love, her romantic experiences were extremely rich.
“Hello, Muxue, what’s got you calling me all of a sudden?”
After a moment’s hesitation, Lin Muxue asked in a low voice, “Menghan, I wanted to ask you about how to quickly get closer to a guy; our relationship at the moment is…”
Then the bedroom was filled with Lin Muxue’s incessant inquiries.
Though she was emotionally intelligent and knowledgeable, she had never actively seduced a man and was in desperate need of learning some new skills.
…
11:30 AM.
In the audio-visual room.
Tang Song held the game controller, playing with excitement.
“Dum dum dum~” A voice message from WeChat sounded.
He paused the game and picked up his phone to look.
[Lin Muxue?]
Surprised, Tang Song blinked, connected to the voice chat, and said, “Hello, Muxue.”
Soon, the familiar voice came through the speaker: “Good afternoon, Tang Song, have you had lunch?”
“No.”
“Hehe, that’s just perfect.” Lin Muxue laughed, “I’ve become obsessed with making fat-loss meals recently and made one especially for you. Care to try it?”
Tang Song straightened his posture and chuckled, “Yeah, sure, thanks Muxue.”
“You’re welcome. I’ve felt rather guilty about receiving so many gifts from you last time. Just wait a bit, I’ll be at your building in about 10 minutes, just let me in and press the elevator for me.”
“Alright.”
He hung up the phone, and the smile on Tang Song’s face grew broader.
Lin Muxue was quite interesting, coming up with this loving lunch idea.
Turning off the game console, Tang Song stretched and walked toward the living room.
After waiting for about 6 or 7 minutes,
The video doorbell rang. Through the clear screen, Tang Song could see Lin Muxue standing outside the entrance hall, smiling and waving at him.
He unlocked the front door and went to the elevator, pressing the upward button.
After waiting a bit more, the elevator doors slowly opened.
Lin Muxue, dressed in a sexy fitness outfit, walked out, light sweat on her forehead—clearly she had not dawdled on her way over.
“Good afternoon.” Lin Muxue greeted him with a wave, came forward, and handed over the box of preserved food.
Her deliberately pulled-down shirt revealed a large expanse of pale skin on her chest.
The specially reserved limited-edition perfume unrestrainedly spread its fragrance around.
“Thanks.” Taking the meal box, Tang Song’s gaze lingered on her chest for a moment as he asked with a smile, “Want to come in and sit?”
A flame flickered in Lin Muxue’s eyes as she feigned composure, “Sure, I’d love to see your large flat. I’ve only heard about it from Qianqian before.”
They proceeded down the spacious corridor and turned a corner to reach the brown armored door.
Pointing to the cloakroom at the right of the entrance, Tang Song said, “There are slippers inside.”