Chapter 1811: Chapter 614: Jing’s Birthday Instance, Dream Tang Song Descends (Part 3)

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"Crash—"

The blanket on her body was suddenly yanked away with great force, and the cold air instantly enveloped her exposed skin.

Xu Qing shivered, slowly opening her eyes.

Against the light, a tall and familiar figure was standing at the foot of her bed.

Looking down at her coldly.

It was Scheming!

"Stupid... Qing..." The friend’s voice was like it had been pulled out of an ice cellar, devoid of any warmth.

Xu Qing’s heart jumped to her throat, and she frantically grabbed a pillow to cover her chest, stammering, "Yuyan... when did you come back?!"

Shen Yuyan slowly bent down, "What? You’re scared to see me? Did you... do something shameful?"

"I didn’t! I wasn’t! Don’t talk nonsense!" Xu Qing’s guilty conscience was almost spilling from her eyes.

"Heh." Shen Yuyan let out a cold laugh and suddenly took something from behind her, tossing it over without missing a beat, hitting her right in the face.

It was a pair of men’s boxer shorts.

"Why did Tang Song’s shorts appear on my bed? And my beddings have been changed!" The friend’s voice was aggressive, "Did you two do something behind my back?"

"No, really no!" Xu Qing was so frightened she almost cried, pointing at the shorts, babbling her defense, "It was... it was just Song! He forced me! That day... in your room, he even... even made me pretend to be you..."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Yes, yes! You can ask him if you don’t believe me! I was forced!"

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on Shen Yuyan’s face as she leaned forward, pressing directly on top of her.

Xu Qing was terrified, struggling with all her limbs: "What are you doing?!"

"Since you both like making me part of your play," the friend’s voice whispered in her ear, breath fragrant like orchid, "then... I’ll personally join in and play with you, how about that?"

Next, that familiar, beautiful face leaned in to kiss her.

Her friend’s hand also slipped inside her clothes.

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In the bedroom.

"No—!"

"Thud!"

A heavy, solid thud echoed.

Xu Qing rubbed her head which hurt from the bump, grimacing as she sat up from the ground, her eyes still a bit dazed.

It turned out to be a dream.

She glanced to her side, noticing the thick blanket had somehow fallen to the ground, cushioning her fall, otherwise, she would have surely ended up with a big bump on her head.

With lingering fear, she patted her little chest and let out a long breath.

"Damn you, bastard Song!" Xu Qing cursed through gritted teeth.

The scenes from the night before last still echoed in her mind.

Back then, that insane guy Tang Song subjected her to inhumane "torture" in her friend’s room.

The situation was so intense her head couldn’t keep up, forced to say many shameful things,

including... actually acting as her own friend at one point.

Even changed into Yanyan’s old university clothes.

Just thinking about the scene made Xu Qing’s cheeks instantly flush bright red.

She vigorously ruffled her hair, burying her face deep into her knees.

"Yanyan, I’m sorry!"

"What a pervert! Song is just a big pervert! All spoiled by Jing!"

"This life is unbearable!"

As she was talking to herself.

"Ring-ring—" the phone suddenly rang.

Xu Qing glanced at the phone screen on the bedside table, startled.

[Jing]

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Qing decided to answer.

"Hey, Sister Qingqing! Good morning! Are you up yet?" came Jing’s energetic voice from the receiver.

"Ah... I’m up, I’m up."

"There’s a surprise I’ve been keeping from you, guess what it is?"

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, instinctively saying, "It’s not some special tool, right? I don’t want it!"

"Hahaha~~" Jing’s laughter rang out, then continued, "Nope, I’ve secretly prepared a birthday party evening gown for you. It’s custom-made from Chanel to your measurements, super amazingly beautiful! Come and try it! I’ve also booked the best stylist team in the industry, ensuring you steal the show with me tonight!"

Hearing this, Xu Qing’s heart started racing, instantly brushing off any drowsiness.

Chanel... custom-made... stylist team...

This was simply an irresistible dream combination for every girl!

Since she had already "allied" with Jing, she wasn’t as afraid of her anymore and felt quite tempted.

"Alright, wait for me then."

"Bye-bye."

Ending the call, Xu Qing immediately leapt off the bed, dashed into the bathroom, and rushed through her morning routine.

She didn’t even bother with breakfast, eagerly driving off.

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YJHT.

"Ding—" the elevator doors slowly opened.

Xu Qing had just stepped out of the elevator when she saw Jing waiting there.

Wearing a light pink sweater dress, her long black hair styled into cute twin braids, she looked like a sweet, non-threatening girl-next-door.

As soon as Jing saw Xu Qing, she enthusiastically ran over, giving her a big hug and planting a loud kiss on her cheek.

"Sister Qingqing, you’re here! Mua~ Welcome!"

Xu Qing instinctively shrank back her neck, passively accepting it, following Jing into the flat.

Just as they reached the living room.

From the direction of the master bedroom, an elegantly maintained, graceful middle-aged woman walked over.