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Chapter 328 - 328 217 Huashang Clothing Physical Mystery Box
Chapter 328 - 328 217 Huashang Clothing Physical Mystery Box
?Chapter 328: Chapter 217: Huashang Clothing, [Physical Mystery Box] Chapter 328: Chapter 217: Huashang Clothing, [Physical Mystery Box] June 8, 2023, Thursday, clear to cloudy, 21~35°C.
“Eh! Right, right, she’s got a boyfriend now!”
“The guy is exceptionally energetic, a 25-year-old lad, tall and over six feet, a perfect match for Ruannuan.”
“He’s running his own company, how much he earns we don’t know.”
“As for a house, he’s got a large flat in YJTC, says he paid in full.”
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“Let’s leave it at that for now; I’m hanging up, Feng’e.”
“Thump!” The phone was forcefully pressed onto the dining table, Qian Guixiang wore a triumphant expression on her face.
Sitting across her, Wen Jianxin furrowed his brows and said, “Can’t you calm down a bit? It’s only been a few days; even the street vendors at the market know about it.”
“Eat your food, why bother with so much talk!” Qian Guixiang took a bite of sausage and said, “As Ruannuan’s aunt, I’ve had my share of being squeezed by these things in the past. Now that I’ve finally turned the tables, if you won’t let me talk about it, I might just get sick from holding it in.”
Wen Jianxin took a sip of millet porridge and asked, “Wen Ruan still refuses to come back home?”
“Yeah, I called her yesterday, thinking about having her bring Tang Song over for a meal to familiarize with our place, but that ungrateful girl hung up on me straight away.”
“It’s all because you went too far last time.”
“Didn’t you slam the table too? Nothing could be done about it; who knew she had someone in her heart? Back then, Zhao and my sister were about to curse.”
“Let’s drop this subject and think about how to persuade our daughter to come back home.”
Just then, “click-clack——” the sound of the door lock turning could be heard.
Following that, the door gently opened.
“Ruannuan!” Qian Guixiang stood up excitedly, grabbing her daughter’s arm, “You finally know to come back! Where are your things? Your dad and I will go downstairs to help you with them.”
Wen Ruan pursed her lips, “No need, Mom, I’m staying at Ziqi’s for now; I just came to get some things.”
After saying that, she walked straight toward the direction of the second bedroom.
Qian Guixiang let out a sigh and then asked, “So when do you plan on introducing us to your boyfriend?”
Wen Ruan paused in her steps, hesitating.
After a moment of silence, she finally bit her lip and said, “We’ve only been together for a few days, and he’s still young, not in a rush to get married. Stop pushing it; if you scare him off, I’m never getting married in this lifetime.”
“You…” Qian Guixiang’s brows furrowed with worry, “Is this Tang boy sincerely interested in you? He won’t break up with you after a while, will he?”
She had bragged about it already; if things fell apart now, she would lose all face.
But at least her daughter was seriously dating someone, which was progress.
“Enough, Mom, I know what I’m doing; don’t worry about it.” Wen Ruan said, then closed the bedroom door and walked over to the dressing table.
After accounting for the shared space, this two-bedroom apartment only had about 70 square meters of living area.
The second bedroom wasn’t large, and living there with her parents, the clutter made the experience far from pleasant.
The main reason for buying this apartment was for her parents.
Compared to that, Zhang Ziqi’s one-bedroom apartment felt much more comfortable.
Wen Ruan took out a box from the drawer and leaned on the tiny dressing table, staring at it and zoning out.
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YJTC.
Tang Song leaned on the sofa, staring at the phone screen in front of him.
A short video played: [173/53Kg Finance Woman, Day 1 VLOG of Travels in Shanghai].
Amidst the soft, upbeat background music.
The video featured a Maybach, business class, the Bvlgari Tower, a luxurious suite, Hermes bags, and Michelin-star restaurants…
At the end of the video.
Lin Muxue sat in the opulent suite of the Gli Hotel, with an exquisite breakfast in front of her.
The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window was occupied by layers of clouds, thick and thin, the view of the Bund shifting shapes amidst the light and shadows.
She, clad in a silk robe, her hair casually pinned up like clouds, her expression serene and profound.
Seeming to savor the charm of the city.
This video was more than twice as long as her usual content and was richer in detail.
No denying that Xue really applied herself; she probably edited the video up late at night, then shot some more in the early morning before leaving and posted it immediately.
Having been uploaded just over an hour ago, the video already garnered over 20,000 likes and the numbers kept climbing—a sure hit.
Her followers had also significantly increased.
Scrolling down to the comments.
[Sweet and sour ribs: “Sister is so beautiful, so amazing! Which window did God close on you?”]
[Li Seikaze: “I don’t understand why so many people bash her. Where are all those keyboard warriors who claimed she was faking it, calling her a fake socialite, come out and face us!”]
[Xian Yunbo: “I used to follow her when she was a makeup blogger, just realized she’s so wealthy.”]
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Continuing to scroll, most of the comments are obsequious flattery.
This video is different from her usual posts that intentionally create an atmosphere; it’s consistently engaging with lots of genuine content.
Without flaunting wealth through words or text, the whole video oozed sophistication, luxury, and style—it was aesthetically pleasing.
It’s obvious that Lin Muxue was adept at crafting her image, perfectly portraying an elegant, intellectual woman in finance.
With her attractive looks and figure, coupled with the gentle filters and music, the video was a visual treat.
Thinking about that leg selfie from yesterday and then looking at the elegant Xue in the video,
Tang Song couldn’t help but smile.
Xue, the person, was all about contrast.
“Ring-ring——” The phone suddenly started ringing.
[Lawyer Zhao Xingzhi]
He answered the call, “Hello, Lawyer Zhao.”