Lan Feng International apartment, Unit 2202.

Xu Qing hung up the phone and called out to Shen Yuyan, who was organizing files:

"Wen Ruan says they're already waiting over there, told us to go directly to Shengyuan Fine Neighborhood."

"Okay." Shen Yuyan closed her laptop and stood up briskly, "I'll just pack up a bit, then we can go."

"Mhm, I need to touch up my makeup too."

Returning to the bedroom, Xu Qing sat at the dressing table, carefully drawing her eyeliner, then nodded with satisfaction at her reflection in the mirror.

After all, tonight wasn't just about Wen Ruan—there was also a senior executive from Tang Entertainment.

This was definitely a high-end social occasion that required proper attention.

"Ding dong—" A WeChat notification suddenly sounded.

[Xiao Jing: "Really not coming to play with me? Yanqing sister, I'm so sad~ (T^T)"]

Xu Qing's heart jumped, quickly replying: "I have serious business! Our company is being acquired, as a shareholder I'm busy to death every day, no time to play with you."

[Xiao Jing: "Alright then, we'll talk after you're done. I'll introduce you to a new friend then, super cool type!"]

Xu Qing pouted, sending back an OK sticker.

"Yanqing, ready yet? Time to go!" Shen Yuyan's urging came from outside the door.

"Coming, coming!" Xu Qing said, pushing the door open and walking out.

At a glance, she saw her best friend standing by the entrance, fully prepared to depart.

A black fitted knit top paired with a high-quality tweed skirt, thick dark curls casually draped over her shoulders, makeup exquisite and sophisticated.

Mature, sexy, with a commanding presence.

Xu Qing looked down at her own cute-style outfit, suddenly feeling a bit sour.

Actually, their heights were similar, Shen Yuyan only taller by two or three centimeters.

But her proportions were perfect—long legs, slim waist, C+ cup with curvy hips, plus that fresh yet sophisticated face—just standing there, she embodied "feminine charm."

Whereas herself... no matter how she dressed, she always looked like the girl next door, always lacking that certain aura.

She couldn't help sneaking another glance at her friend's curvaceous figure, cheeks slightly warming.

After all, yesterday at dawn, while pretending to sleep, she had personally witnessed how Little Song had his way with her.

"Looking at what?" Shen Yuyan noticed her gaze, smiling as she flicked her forehead, "Hurry up and put on your shoes, it's Friday, any later and we'll be stuck in traffic."

"Oh, oh!" Xu Qing snapped back to reality, putting on her boots while asking anxiously, "Yanyan, is this outfit appropriate? Won't it make me seem too easy to bully, not commanding enough presence?"

Shen Yuyan shook her head helplessly: "This is a private meeting, at Wen Ruan's home, casual is fine, no one will be overly critical."

"True."

The two took the elevator down to the B1 parking garage, getting into that Aston Martin DB11.

The car drove out of the apartment complex, merging into the evening rush hour traffic, stop and go.

Watching "Shengyuan Fine Neighborhood" get closer on the navigation.

Xu Qing's hands on the steering wheel tightened slightly, that unease quietly surfacing again:

"Yanyan, do you think... is it possible the other party is another one of Tang Song's little lovers?"

Shen Yuyan turned her head, looking at her nervous little face, couldn't help laughing: "What? Scared?"

"Not at all!" Xu Qing pouted, "I'm not scared at all!"

Though her words were tough, inwardly she felt quite insecure.

Mainly because since being with Tang Song, every time she encountered his other women, she kept hitting walls.

Her experiences could fill a million-word "Xu Qing's Adventure Story."

"Of course." Su Yu leaned forward slightly, cool body fragrance wafting over, hair strands falling, "2017, I saw you back then."

She watched Xu Qing's eyes, tone light and playful.

"What? H-How... how is that possible?"

Xu Qing felt her skull was about to be blown off.

2017?

Though she was in her second year of university then, she was already a fan of Su Yu.

If they'd met in reality, absolutely impossible not to recognize,

Even more impossible to forget.

"It's true." Su Yu blinked, as if talking about the most ordinary little matter, "At that time... I was accompanying my boyfriend to Yancheng University of Science and Technology, then saw you on the sports field. Oh right, you were with Yuyan then, seemed to be taking photos."

Shen Yuyan, standing to the side originally trying hard to maintain composure, upon hearing this, pupils suddenly contracted.

Sure enough.

Su Yu and Tang Song had known each other long ago.

The entire Tang Entertainment was probably part of Tang Song's strategic layout.

Looking at Su Yu's face, figure, aura, identity...

Shen Yuyan's throat tightened, an unprecedented pressure surging over like tide.

She was the Diva, the National Goddess, the Asia-Pacific's Most Beautiful Face.

She was a whole dimension above Xiao Jing, Wen Ruan, Lin Muxue...

Even if she and Xu Qing combined, unlocked all positions, might not compare to Su Yu's appeal to Tang Song.

This... how to fight?

"Boyfriend? Yancheng University of Science and Technology..." Xu Qing's head felt dizzy, like falling into a dream.

Su Yu smiled gracefully, eyes glimmering with a trace of sweetness: "Mhm. Speaking of which, my boyfriend, you know him too."

"...I know him?"

"Of course, because... he's now your boyfriend too."

"My... boyfriend?" Xu Qing pointed at herself, face full of confusion.

Su Yu slightly tilted her head, as if waiting for her reaction, or gently admiring her reaction.

Those amber eyes, like the only lit candle in a snowy night, bright yet restrained, coolly carrying silent allure.

Immediately after.

"Boom—!!!" sound.

The entire world exploded in Xu Qing's mind.

Tang... Tang Song?! Little Song?!

Ah! Ah!

Ho—holy crap!!!

Su Yu's boyfriend... is Little Song.

And they've been dating since 2017.

Wait...

Then doesn't that mean I... am truly·Su Yu's sister?!