Maxing Out Charisma, Inheriting Game Assets Chapter 302: You Must Be the Happiest

Shengyuan Scenic Residence, Building 11, Unit 3, Apartment 402.

Qian Chengjun smiled at his mother, who was sitting beside him. “Mom, my elder and second sisters are almost here. I heard Ruanruan even brought her boyfriend this time.”

“Oh, finally! That child Ruanruan is starting to come around. Her parents were worried sick about her before,” sighed Wen Ruan’s grandmother. At 75 years old, her health had been poor for some time, and her voice carried a sense of weariness.

But today, being her grandson Qian Mingfeng’s housewarming day, the family had all gathered to celebrate, adding a rare touch of joy to her otherwise mundane days.

“Mom, it’s not that Ruanruan was clueless—she just has high standards!” Wang Fenger chimed in, carrying a plate of freshly cut fruit.

She was plump and stylish, with trendy permed hair. Dressed in a silk maxi dress and adorned with a lustrous pearl necklace, gold chains, jade bangles, and earrings, she radiated opulence.

Sitting down beside them, Wang Fenger said with a smile, “I introduced her to a guy before, a civil servant named Xiao Li, and Feifei also set her up with Gu Cheng. Ruanruan didn’t fancy either of them. I heard from the second sister that her current boyfriend is a company owner and lives in a large flat.”

Though she spoke casually, she didn’t fully believe it. She suspected Qian Guixiang was exaggerating again.

This wasn’t the first time.

She had also boasted about Wen Ruan’s blind dates, painting them as far better than they truly were.

The two sisters-in-law had always had a strained relationship, often bickering during family gatherings. The root of their discord lay in conflicts with their mother-in-law, where Qian Guixiang and her sister naturally sided with their mom.

Still, Qian Guimei’s family was well-off, and her children had all done well for themselves. Wang Fenger, not wanting to sour relations too much, instead directed her grievances toward Qian Guixiang.

“Mom, with how great Sister Ruanruan’s qualifications are, it’s only normal for her to have high standards,” said Qian Mingfeng, handing a slice of watermelon to his pregnant wife, Sun Jie.

The couple had married last year and were living in an old apartment at the time. With Sun Jie now expecting—a boy, according to their tests—his parents were overjoyed and sold their old home to fully fund the purchase of this luxurious apartment in Shengyuan Scenic Residence. It was a major upgrade for the young family and their future child.

As they chatted, Qian Chengjun’s phone suddenly rang. After a brief exchange, he smiled and said, “Second Sister and the others are here. Let’s go down and greet them.”

“Dad, Mom, Xiao Jie and I can handle it,” Qian Mingfeng quickly offered.

“No need,” Qian Chengjun replied, shaking his head. “We’ll all go. Ruanruan’s boyfriend is here, too—it’s only proper to welcome them.”

Soon, the group walked out of the apartment into the spacious and well-lit corridor.

Wang Fenger looked around with satisfaction, her eyes brimming with delight at the new home’s surroundings. She was genuinely pleased with the purchase.

Owning this new apartment also came with an unexpected perk—it helped them avoid lending money to relatives.

When Qian Guixiang’s family had been buying their house, her husband had wanted to help by lending them some money, arguing that it would ease their mortgage burden and allow them to buy a larger three-bedroom unit.

But Wang Fenger had firmly refused, citing their son’s upcoming marriage and the need to buy a new home for him as the reason. The incident caused a major fallout at the time.

Ever since moving into the new apartment, Wang Fenger had taken every opportunity to show off by video calling Qian Guixiang.

“Ding—”

The crisp chime of the elevator echoed through the hallway.

The doors opened, and Qian Guixiang stepped out first, beaming with a dazzling smile. Her left hand rested on her right arm as she stood tall, her prominent gold necklace and bracelet gleaming brilliantly under the lights.

Wang Fenger froze for a moment, a flicker of astonishment flashing in her eyes.

She knew all too well about Qian Guixiang’s financial situation—how could she afford such expensive jewelry?

“Chengjun, Fenger, Mingfeng, Xiao Jie,” Qian Guixiang greeted them warmly.

“Uncle, Aunt…”

Wen Ruan followed, holding Tang Song’s hand.

“This is my boyfriend, Tang Song,” she introduced with a smile.

All four of them turned their gazes toward Tang Song, their expressions a mix of surprise and curiosity.

Tang Song’s appearance was impeccable—his features sharp, his demeanor polished, and his skin glowing under the lights, erasing any imperfections. He looked like a movie star who had stepped straight out of a drama.

Qian Mingfeng’s lips twitched as he thought to himself,

Still, even he couldn’t deny that Tang Song had an undeniable charm that could leave anyone mesmerized—even his wife seemed briefly dazed.

“Uncle, Aunt…”

“Hello, Tang Song.”

“Welcome, welcome.”

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the group walked into the apartment.

“Mom! How’s your health lately?” Qian Guixiang quickly walked over to her mother.

“Grandma,” Wen Ruan greeted as well.

“I’m fine, fine, all good,” the elderly woman replied. “Ruanruan, where’s your boyfriend?”

Wen Ruan chuckled and nudged Tang Song forward. “Here he is, Grandma. Take a good look—do you approve?”

“Hello, Grandma. I’m Tang Song, Wen Ruan’s boyfriend,” Tang Song said warmly.

“Oh my, such a handsome young man! Wonderful! Just wonderful!”

A few minutes later, Qian Guimei and Lv Feifei arrived, making the living room lively and bustling.

“We came straight in because Tang Song happens to own an apartment here in Shengyuan Scenic Residence. Our car was registered, so we parked right by the elevator,” Qian Guimei explained proudly.

She continued, “Oh, this necklace and bracelet? They’re gifts from Ruanruan’s boyfriend. We’d never splurge on something so expensive—these are worth tens of thousands!”

“And the brand-new watch? It’s an IWC, also a gift from Tang Song.”

The room’s attention turned toward Qian Guimei, radiating pride, and Tang Song, standing tall and poised, exuding an effortless charisma.

Wang Fenger’s lips twitched slightly as a sour feeling spread through her chest.

Wen Ruan’s boyfriend was far more impressive than his photos suggested. Not only did he own an apartment at Shengyuan Scenic Residence, but he also gave Qian Guimei and her husband such expensive gifts.

The purpose of today’s gathering had been for her to show off in front of the relatives, but now, things had taken an unexpected turn, leaving her feeling unsettled.

Listening to her sister-in-law’s words, Qian Chengjun’s eyes flickered as he enthusiastically struck up a conversation with Tang Song.

As a businessman involved in trade, Qian Chengjun interacted with people from all walks of life and prided himself on his sharp judgment. From Tang Song’s demeanor and speech, he could tell this was no ordinary young man.

Recalling Qian Guixiang’s earlier descriptions, a thought began to form in his mind: perhaps his sister’s family was about to see a major change in fortune.

Soon, several of Wang Fenger’s relatives arrived, a mix of men and women, young and old.

Meanwhile, Qian Guixiang and Qian Guimei started exploring the apartment.

The hard furnishings were from the previous owner, but all the furniture and appliances were newly replaced, featuring reputable brands.

The layout was square and practical, with a north-south orientation, floor-to-ceiling windows, an entryway, and an open kitchen.

The apartment felt stylish, cozy, and exquisitely tailored to modern tastes.

Standing on the south-facing balcony of the master bedroom, Qian Guixiang was overcome with excitement.

The earlier moment of pride in front of her relatives had swept away years of pent-up frustration.

Tang Song, her "golden son-in-law," had truly exceeded her expectations. Everything about him was flawless.

She had never dreamed that her daughter could find such an outstanding boyfriend.

Looking out at the high-end facilities and lush environment of the community, she sighed inwardly.

This was indeed a premium development. Despite being over 10 years old, its features far surpassed those of Oasis View Garden.

She had seen glimpses of the community in her sister-in-law’s videos before, but experiencing it in person felt completely different.

At noon, the group of more than ten people went to Yan Bin Lou, a high-end Chinese restaurant across the street.

The restaurant specialized in roast duck and fusion cuisine, with excellent reviews.

Their private dining room was a suite with a separate restroom, covering more than 40 square meters and luxuriously decorated.

With his son newly married, a grandson on the way, and a new home secured, Qian Chengjun was in an especially generous mood. He ordered a table full of signature dishes and opened two bottles of Maotai without hesitation.

As Wen Ruan watched Tang Song chatting warmly with her father, uncle, and cousins over drinks, seamlessly fitting in with the family, and saw the radiant smile on her mother’s face, her eyes welled up with unshed tears.

If anyone was happiest today, it was undoubtedly her.

The scenes unfolding before her felt like an extension of the fairy tale she had dreamed of for her wedding day.

No matter what, she thought to herself,

Out on the scenic balcony in the corridor outside the private room, Qian Guimei pulled her sister aside.

“Guixiang, I need to talk to you about something,” she said in a lowered voice.

“What’s wrong, Sister?” Qian Guixiang asked, her face still flushed with excitement as her fingers played absently with the gold bracelet on her wrist.

Qian Guimei spoke cautiously, “I just feel uneasy. With Tang Song’s exceptional background, do you think he and Ruanruan can really go the distance?”

Qian Guixiang’s heart skipped a beat, the elation from earlier giving way to a hint of nervousness.

“Why wouldn’t they? You’ve seen how well they get along! And look at everything Tang Song has done for us,” she argued, clearly fond of her future son-in-law. She was so impressed by him that the thought of Wen Ruan changing boyfriends was utterly unacceptable.

“They’re happy now, sure. But what about later?” Qian Guimei sighed, her tone heavy with concern. “Tang Song is so young. Ruanruan is already 30. If they delay for another two or three years, he’ll only be 27 or 28, but what about Ruanruan? And let’s not forget the significant gap in their circumstances—it’s a bit worrisome.”

“This... I...” Qian Guixiang faltered, her expression shifting.

Though not worldly, she understood the implications of her sister’s words.

“I think you need to consider Ruanruan’s future,” Qian Guimei continued. “She’s not getting any younger. If she spends a few more years with Tang Song and things don’t work out in the end, she’ll face immense pressure from her age, marriage prospects, career, and even supporting you and your husband in old age.”

“Auntie, that’s a very real concern,” Lv Feifei interjected as she approached. She glanced toward the private room and then said softly, “In the marriage market, a woman’s core competitiveness is often tied to her age. Ruanruan really can’t afford to wait any longer. You and Uncle should have a conversation with her and see if they can at least get engaged first.”

“Engaged? They’ve only just started dating...” Qian Guixiang murmured, her thoughts in turmoil.

With Wen Ruan about to start a demanding new role at Xingyun International Group, marriage and children were out of the question for now. Could they even consider an engagement two or three years in advance?

Would Tang Song agree?

“If not...” Lv Feifei hesitated, biting her lip before continuing, “Then see how their relationship develops. Once it stabilizes and they start planning for the future, maybe Tang Song can help Ruanruan with her career—like securing a high-paying, sustainable job for her.”

She sighed. “Of course, this is just my suggestion. It’s not the right time to bring this up now. I just wanted to give you and Uncle something to think about.”

Having spent years in the financial sector, Lv Feifei had witnessed her fair share of harsh realities and chaotic situations. But such thoughts weren’t appropriate to share with her aunt, so she opted for a gentler approach.

“Thank you, Feifei,” Qian Guixiang replied distractedly, her thoughts clearly elsewhere.

Back in the private room, Qian Guixiang’s gaze fell on her daughter, who was glowing with happiness by Tang Song’s side.

Her heart, however, grew increasingly heavy.

Wen Ruan had always been the one evaluating others, given her beauty, figure, and academic background.

But now, knowing Tang Song’s situation, the roles had completely reversed.

It was no longer about her choosing him, but whether he would want to get married and how long their relationship could last.

By 2 p.m., lunch was nearing its end.

Some of Wang Fenger’s relatives who had parked nearby said their goodbyes and left directly after exiting the restaurant.

As the group strolled towards the community’s main gate, Aunt Wang Fenger suddenly smiled and said, “Tang Song, I heard from the second sister that you have a house in Shengyuan Scenic Residence. Does that mean we’re neighbors now? How about we drop by for a visit?”

Lv Feifei blinked and quickly chimed in, “Exactly! Since we’re here, let’s check it out. Who knows, maybe one day Ruanruan will be living there, right? I’m so curious!” She playfully patted Wen Ruan’s arm as she spoke.

Qian Guixiang exchanged a glance with her husband, both visibly intrigued.

Wen Ruan hesitated for a moment before softly saying, “The weather is so hot right now, maybe we shouldn’t trouble Tang Song. Besides, he wasn’t prepared for guests—it might not be appropriate to show up unannounced.”

Her mind raced with worries. She didn’t know how many women Tang Song had been involved with, and what if this house was tied to one of them?

Even if not, what if there were traces of another woman living there?

“We’re not outsiders; it’s just a quick look,” Qian Guimei said, turning to Tang Song. “Of course, it’s up to Tang Song. If it’s inconvenient, we can visit another time.”

Seeing Wen Ruan’s hesitant gaze, Tang Song gently wrapped an arm around her waist, his smile radiant. “It’s no trouble at all. I was planning to take Ruanruan, Uncle, and Aunt to see it anyway. I even left a surprise there for Ruanruan.”

Hearing this, Qian Guixiang beamed with joy. “Well, let’s go take a look, then!”

The couple was deeply curious about Tang Song’s property. The mention of his house at Shengyuan Scenic Residence had piqued their interest, but with so many unfamiliar relatives around earlier, it wasn’t the right time to ask.

Wen Ruan blinked, her expression softening with understanding.

Tang Song had mentioned preparing two surprises for her when they returned from Beijing. Clearly, he had anticipated today’s visit and made special arrangements.

Her heart inexplicably fluttered with anticipation.

Being a hopeless romantic at heart, she couldn’t help but look forward to occasional gestures of romance from her boyfriend—like the time he surprised her in Beijing and serenaded her with

The thought of it still made her smile uncontrollably.

“Mom, the sun’s too harsh, and your health isn’t great. Why don’t you rest upstairs instead of going out? I can drive you home later,” Qian Chengjun suggested.

But Wen Ruan’s grandmother waved it off with a dialect-accented reply, “It’s fine! I’m so happy today—I feel completely refreshed, not tired at all.”

Lv Feifei chuckled, covering her mouth. “Haha, you’re as strong as ever, Grandma! You’ll definitely live a long and healthy life.”

The group continued chatting as they walked through the community gates, following the clean, well-paved stone paths.

The surrounding greenery was lush, with flowers in full bloom. At the center of the community, a crystal-clear artificial lake shimmered in the sunlight, creating a serene and picturesque scene.

The tranquil environment made it feel like a walk through a garden, softening the summer heat.

After a brief introduction to the community’s amenities, Wang Fenger asked curiously, “By the way, Tang Song, I forgot to ask—what’s your building number?”

“Building 6.”

“Building 6...” Wang Fenger repeated, her expression suddenly freezing. She let out a startled exclamation, “Building 6!?”

“What’s the matter, Fenger?” Qian Guixiang frowned. “Is there something wrong?”

Before Wang Fenger could respond, Qian Mingfeng and Sun Jie exchanged a glance and blurted out, “The villa zone!”

Though they had only recently moved in, the couple often visited to monitor their renovation progress and were familiar with the community layout.

Shengyuan Scenic Residence had six three-story villa buildings and 15 mid-rise apartment blocks.

The villas were located in the heart of the community, offering the most privacy, tranquility, and premium surroundings.

They had often strolled around the area, admiring the villas as symbols of wealth and status.

“A... a villa?” Qian Guixiang stammered, gripping her elderly mother’s arm for support as she reeled in shock.

Swallowing hard, Wang Fenger explained, “Buildings 1 to 6 are all