Facing the throngs of celebrities, Xue Tang maintained a composed expression, her beautiful eyes sparkling, her smile radiant. She handled each person with ease, ensuring she didn't suffer any loss while making them feel comfortable and flattered, all because the beauty treated her with special favor.
However, Qin Yan gritted his teeth behind her back. He seemed to have, to some extent, taken Xue Tang as his woman, based on that one time she leaned against him in the car?
I could only sigh, lamenting his unrequited love.
But I couldn't deny the faint pang of jealousy rising within me… Was I, like Qin Yan, also deluding myself, yet something felt off?
Amidst these fleeting thoughts, I didn't let my guard down, and soon noticed that after shunning all the admirers, Xue Tang had met up with a blond foreign man.
Seeing this man's face, I felt a sudden, inexplicable pain in my head, a surge of hostility rising within me.
Xue Tang seemed to be speaking to her. I moved silently through the crowd, instinctively concentrating a surge of warmth in my ears, amplifying the sound. After filtering out the noise, Xue Tang's soft voice finally reached my ears.
"Florence, you shouldn't have done that."
The blond man, though impeccably dressed, had somewhat disheveled hair and wrinkled clothes, suggesting he hadn't groomed himself in a while. He glanced warily at Qin Yan, who was standing not far behind Xue Tang, and whispered, "Who told... to... ignore... me... I had no choice but to... use force..."
Because of the noise and the distance, I couldn't fully understand what he said, but from the audible words, I could roughly deduce that this was probably the culprit threatening Xue Tang. I couldn't help but become wary.
A flicker of disgust seemed to flash across Xue Tang's pretty face for a moment, but it quickly turned into helplessness as she said, "I've already let you..."
Her voice lowered, and a blush crept onto Xue Tang's face.
The blond foreign man, Florence, wore a fascinated expression. "You want...something? I...have it ready...as long as you're willing..."
Xue Tang hesitated, about to say something more, when suddenly a figure rushed forward, hair and beard flying, radiating a barely perceptible yet palpable anger that seemed to distort the air. He swung Florence up in one swift motion, sneering, "So it's you?"
This person was naturally Qin Yan. He took advantage of the situation, grasping Xue Tang's soft, white hand with his other hand, a hint of arrogance on his face. He said to her, "Miss Xue Tang, don't worry, I'm here."
A flicker of displeasure crossed Xue Tang's eyes, but she still managed a near-perfect smile, letting him hold her hand and softly saying, "Yes, I'm fine."
Qin Yan seemed even more smug, lifting the man even higher. Florence, who appeared to possess no supernatural strength or martial arts skills, was being carried like a chicken by Qin Yan, his face flushed as he struggled incessantly.
Meanwhile, the conflict finally stirred up the nearby socialites, who gradually formed a circle around them from a distance. Qin Yan glanced around, scoffed, and threw the man he was holding to the ground, arrogantly saying, "I'll let you go this time. Remember, don't let me see you near Miss Xue Tang again!"
At some point, in Qin Yan's mouth, Xue Tang had changed from "Miss Luo" to "Miss Xue Tang"...
I'm afraid that soon he'll even omit the word "Miss," and I felt slightly annoyed; moreover, it was important to understand the whole story, not to act recklessly on impulse. Qin Yan's actions had undoubtedly rashly disrupted everything.
Florents got up from the ground, looked at Qin Yan, and a similar contemptuous smile appeared on his lips. He said, "Then we'll see each other again."
He turned and left, while Qin Yan acted as if he hadn't heard, showing concern for Xue Tang.
A faint sense of crisis, like needles pricking my back, pierced my heart.
The banquet proceeded smoothly afterward, but Xue Tang didn't return home immediately. Instead, she went to several fundraising and charity events. Wherever she went, she was surrounded by admirers, like stars hidden by the moon, while men fawned over her like bees and butterflies…
As the day's activities came to an end, it was already evening. Sitting back in her car, Xue Tang, whose impeccable demeanor had faded slightly, showed signs of fatigue. Even so, her slender, rounded waist and full, firm buttocks remained perfectly upright on the sofa, her back slightly leaning back, making her breasts appear even fuller and more alluring.
With the slight bumps of the car, her full breasts swayed gently. Her strapless dress revealed her slender, snow-white shoulders, delicate collarbones, and swan-like neck, all white and smooth as porcelain, with a translucent, porcelain-like sheen.
The bodice of her dress was supported only by her firm breasts, revealing a glimpse of her snowy cleavage…
At the same time, the waist was cinched, outlining her lithe curves. Only a woman confident in her perfect figure would dare to try such a dress, but on Xue Tang, it wasn't the dress enhancing her beauty, but rather the beauty making the dress perfect.
If it weren't Xue Tang, who else could showcase the dress in its most perfect and impeccable state?
However, after a busy day, the beauty was slightly perspiring, the already incredibly thin silk fabric slightly damp in places, revealing glimpses of her delicate skin. But the most eye-catching feature was undoubtedly her pair of breasts, trembling slightly with each gentle sway.
The slightly damp fabric clung almost perfectly to her beautiful breasts, like peeled bamboo shoots or plump peaches, their tips pointing upwards, trembling with a breathtaking allure. However, although the alluring skin, like fertile snow, was faintly visible through the fabric, the nipples showed neither a raised peak nor any hint of pink.
But looking at her perfectly rounded breasts, almost naked, it was clear she couldn't be wearing a bra; otherwise, the straps and bra lines would be unmistakable, and even her dress would be held up by her firm breasts.
However, no matter how firm they were, these jade rabbits were ultimately soft and smooth as cream. With a slight sheen of sweat and the swaying of the road, her clothes naturally slipped down little by little, revealing more and more of her smooth, jade-like skin, which naturally attracted the gazes of the two men.
However, just as everyone's gaze was fixed on the deep, full cleavage, a soft moan suddenly rang out:
"Mmm~"
Immediately afterwards, Xue Tang raised her smooth, silky right leg, revealing a pale pinkish hue, and placed it on top of her shapely left leg. She gently massaged her plump thigh with her small hand, and once again let out a soft, panting moan.
I heard Qin Yan swallow hard, and as I hesitated whether to go forward to help Xue Tang, a figure beside me rushed forward even faster.
"Xue... Xue Tang... you've been standing all day, your legs must be tired. Let me massage them for you."
Xue Tang's beautiful eyes swept over me, her gaze seemingly intentionally or unintentionally stinging me, giving me the impression that she expected me to go forward. Naturally, I intended to go forward, but before doing so, I hesitated. Although the name Xue Tang was the most vivid memory I had of her, judging from her behavior since we met...
Xue Tang didn't seem to recognize me. Although I sometimes felt her questioning and staring gaze, she never took the initiative to speak to me. Perhaps it was just my wishful thinking?
But just as I hesitated slightly, Qin Yan reached out and held Xue Tang's small foot, clad in a black stocking and high heel. Xue Tang's delicate body seemed to tremble slightly, but she didn't object.
I felt a strangely disappointed gaze sweep over me, but following it, I saw Xue Tang lower her head slightly and say to Qin Yan, "Help me take it off and rub it."
Instantly, breathing quickened, and the entire car seemed to heat up with an air of ambiguity…