Maxing Out Charisma, Inheriting Game Assets Chapter 638: Tang Song Exposed by Xu Qing

Footsteps approached.

Tang Song instinctively opened his arms.

The next moment, a body carrying a fragrance with a hint of chill crashed heavily into his embrace.

He smelled the faint fresh scent in her hair, and between breaths, it felt as if the entire world slowed down.

“I timed it perfectly,” Liu Qingning buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled but filled with pride. “By the time you run downstairs, it will be exactly midnight.”

Tang Song looked down at her nose, reddened from the cold, and gently kissed the top of her icy hair.

His voice was so gentle it could melt the entire winter night:

“Happy birthday, Qingning.”

“Thank you, Little Song.”

Then she quietly looked at him, her eyes filled with unfading affection and a warm smile.

“Today is my birthday,” she suddenly said, her tone carrying a familiar stubbornness. “Just like before, you definitely won’t make me angry. You’ll listen to everything I say, right?”

“Yes.” Tang Song smiled and nodded, stroking her head affectionately.

Liu Qingning’s face immediately showed a mischievous grin.

Her left hand on her hip, right hand pointing at him, she said, “Squat down.”

Tang Song burst out laughing, then obediently bent down halfway.

Liu Qingning lightly jumped and settled steadily on his broad and strong back.

“Having you shield me from the wind makes me warm right away.” She pressed her cold cheek against his shoulder. “Let’s go to San Zhong Street. I want to eat sesame flatbread with pork tenderloin.”

The “San Zhong Street” night market in the county town gradually grew popular since their high school days.

It usually got lively from 8 p.m. until 3 or 4 a.m.

Every time they returned to school, they would stroll there on the first night.

Liu Qingning’s favorite was the sesame flatbread with pork tenderloin.

But ever since Tian Si’s internship started, they hadn’t gone together on that street at night anymore.

“Let’s go!” Tang Song held her shapely thigh, turned his head, and kissed her icy, flushed cheek.

He stood up and strode forward.

Under the pitch-black night sky, a silver crescent moon jumped out from behind the clouds, its cold light enveloping the two of them.

The streets were quiet on this deep winter night, with few pedestrians.

Tang Song carried her on his back, taking step after step.

The evening breeze stirred the fallen leaves on the ground, chasing after their footsteps.

It also gently swayed Liu Qingning’s ponytail, occasionally brushing against Tang Song’s profile, tickling him.

Liu Qingning lay on Tang Song’s back, breathing in his familiar and reassuring scent.

She looked at his sharply defined side profile, feeling that solid touch, her heart filled with calmness.

After turning two streets, they arrived at the bustling San Zhong Street night market.

The bright lights, the steaming heat,

the cumin aroma of grilled gluten, the sauce scent of iron plate squid, sizzling sounds, conversations...

all intertwined, filled with vibrant worldly life.

“Wow, that grilled cold noodles stall is still here, and the customers are many.”

“Want to try some?”

“No! I must have sesame flatbread with pork tenderloin today!”

They chatted as they plunged into the noisy night market.

Even dressed casually, the handsome and tall Tang Song still attracted many gazes.

Especially with the “Xiao Jing [Fair Skin]” buff, under the night lights, he glowed with a healthy, cold white radiance.

Noticing the stunned looks from one girl after another,

Liu Qingning frowned slightly, reached out and pinched his handsome face with displeasure, whispering, “Stop attracting so much attention!”

Tang Song could only smile sheepishly and lower his head.

They arrived at a familiar street corner.

Tang Song spoke fluently, “Boss, one sesame flatbread with pork tenderloin, extra sauce, slightly spicy, make the meat fried and tender.”

Liu Qingning jumped off his back, smiling as she added, “Also add a piece of fried tofu.”

“Got it!” The boss efficiently started working.

The flatbread and tofu rolled in the scorching oil, while a fresh slice of pork tenderloin sizzled on the iron plate, releasing an enticing aroma.

Their fingers intertwined as they excitedly watched the boss’s work, occasionally exchanging quiet words.

After a few minutes, a steaming hot sesame flatbread with pork tenderloin was handed to Tang Song.

They moved to a relatively quiet roadside spot.

Tang Song opened the paper bag, blew on the steam, and brought it to Liu Qingning’s mouth.

She opened wide and took a big bite, her cheeks instantly puffing up like a little hamster.

After a moment, she frowned, “Why does it taste worse than before? The sauce flavor has changed.”

“Really?” Tang Song bit into it himself.

The taste was actually quite good, but indeed different from before.

Liu Qingning said a little disappointedly, “Then let’s go buy some grilled cold noodles.”

“Let’s go. Sweet, sour, and spicy—that’s your favorite.” Tang Song nodded with a smile.

They weaved through crowded stalls and people, arriving at the grilled cold noodles stall from their memories.

The cheerful middle-aged woman boss was gone, replaced by a young guy wearing glasses.

The stall was clean, and there was even a phone set up for live streaming—probably the boss’s son taking over the family business.

Unlike before, the grilled cold noodles now offered many new options, like cheese, crab sticks, and various vegetables.

Liu Qingning still ordered the simplest sweet, sour, and spicy flavor, adding only one egg.

When the grilled cold noodles arrived, Tang Song picked up a small piece with a bamboo skewer and offered it to her. “Try this.”

The Bai Yueguang bit her rosy lips, chewed a few times, then adjusted her brows. “Feels... different from before.”

“After all, it’s a new owner now.”

They chatted as they strolled through the night market again.

Only now did they notice that although it was still lively as years ago, most stall owners and even the variety of goods had changed.

Just as they were about to leave San Zhong Street,

Liu Qingning suddenly stopped walking.

Behind her was the brightly lit, bustling night market full of worldly life;

In front, a cold and quiet long street bathed in moonlight.

She stood on the curb, looking back.

Those already blurry memories of youth came vividly alive in the lights.

Everything seemed like it happened yesterday.

It seemed nothing had changed, yet everything felt completely different.

He was no longer the awkward boy chasing behind her, holding a skewer of candied hawthorn, calling out “Liu Qingning, wait for me.”

She turned her head to look at Tang Song’s face softly outlined by light and shadow,

and quietly asked, “Tang Song, the flatbread’s flavor changed, the grilled cold noodles changed owners, and many new stalls appeared. Do you think our relationship will always be like this?” ṛА𝐍ŏВĘṠ

The night wind lifted her ponytail and ruffled the strands at her forehead.

At this boundary between clamor and silence, Tang Song’s gaze remained clear and steady as always.

“Flavors will change, and owners will swap. But whenever you want that slightly salty, slightly sweet sesame flatbread with pork tenderloin, I will always come with you back to this street.”

Liu Qingning lowered her head.

Her usually clear and stubborn eyes flickered with complex confusion.

She clasped her hands behind her back and began walking forward step by step, seriously absorbed in thought.

Tang Song quietly watched her back, lightening his steps as he followed her slowly.

After ten steps, Liu Qingning’s small figure had already left San Zhong Street.

Suddenly, she turned around, looking at Tang Song in the evening breeze, her eyes curved into a smile.

This was the youth she could never let go of no matter what.

“Come find me earlier tomorrow. The white electric scooter at my home is still there. You can ride it and take me around the county town.”

“Okay.”

Yancheng.

The morning sunlight filtered through the slats of the blinds, casting several bright patches in the room.

Yao Lingling sat at her desk, drawing design drafts, occasionally lost in thought.

Her outdoor jacket had sold explosively, and she was already working on her next design.

Now that HEYISTUDIO had become famous overnight, she had gained some recognition, making her more cautious and confident.

She wanted to produce better works.

“Ding dong—”

A WeChat notification sounded.

[Su Yu's April: “Good morning, Sister Lingling~ I’m sending you my body measurements, thanks for your hard work. (#^.#)”]

Yao Lingling put down her pen and replied, “Got it, no problem. I’ll notify the factory to customize it for you as soon as possible.”

She definitely knew this ID; it was the number one super fan of the senior’s Xiaohongshu account, who not only commented actively but also managed the small fan group with strong organizational skills.

She always regarded herself as the senior’s “girlfriend.”

For Yao Lingling, who was the senior’s “cyber girlfriend” and “exclusive designer,” this was definitely a challenge.

But she was fearless.

After all, she was first and was close to the senior in real life.

Just a female fan leader couldn’t threaten her position, right?

However, she had to admit the other party was quite lucky.

In the comment section,

the likes for “Heyi” and “Heyi” were about the same, but in the last hour, a major blogger reposted a screenshot, causing “Heyi” to suddenly gain a large number of likes and turn the tide.

She actually felt “Heyi” was more suitable and high-end.

While pondering, a picture with detailed data was sent over.

Yao Lingling opened the image and almost choked on her own saliva the next second:

Height: 172cm (leg length...)

Weight: 50kg

Bust: 92cm

Waist: 59cm

Hip: 95cm

As a professional fashion designer, Yao Lingling only needed a glance at the data to precisely sketch the other’s body outline in her mind.

That waist-to-hip ratio, that bust-to-waist difference!

Most importantly... the weight was only 50 kilograms?!

And that perfect golden ratio?!

What kind of godly comic figure was this?!

Damn! What are you bragging about here?!

Yao Lingling pursed her lips but, with professional spirit, cautiously replied, “Dear, are these measurements accurate? Our clothes are custom tailored, and once made, can’t be altered.”

[Su Yu’s April: “They’re all accurate. Just measured. Thank you, Sister Lingling. Please make it exactly to these sizes.”]

Seeing the firm reply, Yao Lingling’s eyelid twitched.

Still, she quickly switched back to “professional customer service” mode and patiently helped analyze sizing and styling suggestions.

They chatted back and forth.

Yao Lingling found that this “fan leader” not only claimed an incredible figure but also had a very good personality, always speaking sweetly with high emotional intelligence, making people feel refreshed.

Near the end, Yao Lingling seemed to remember something.

She typed, “By the way, Sister, if you like the clothes after receiving them, could you share your wearing experience on your social media? We can help boost your posts and videos with some traffic (#people.#).”

This was one of the core marketing strategies of the “Heyi” brand—letting seed users share actively, then officially selecting quality content to promote.

Sharing from real users usually had better effects.

After sending the message, the other party almost instantly replied.

[Su Yu’s April: “(-^)V Got it! No problem!”]

Just after exiting the chat interface, another message popped up.

[Qiuqiu: “Lingling, the appointment is at 10 o’clock, right? I live far away, leaving now.”]

Yao Lingling: “Yes, I’ll get ready too. Let’s meet at the south gate of North City Garden.”

Putting down her phone,

Yao Lingling stood up and subconsciously looked down at her barely curved A cup.

Thinking of “Su Yu’s April” and the soon-to-meet Cheng Qiuqiu,

a sudden wave of indescribable insecurity and frustration surged up.

Then she turned toward the dressing mirror.

Looking at her firm, round hips, she regained some confidence.

After targeted training for a long time, her hip measurement had broken the 100cm mark, with an excellent waist-to-hip ratio.

Even the senior recently couldn’t help but sneak glances at her butt.

Yao Lingling cheered herself up silently, then quickly walked into the bedroom to get ready.

More than ten minutes later, Yao Lingling rode her beloved Suzuki UY125, covered with cute stickers, through Yancheng’s warm early winter sunlight.

Since they were both in the Yuhua District, the distance was not far.

Soon, she saw the tall familiar figure waiting by the south gate of North City Garden from afar.

Today, Qiuqiu also rode a motorcycle.

She wore a fitted black leather jacket with a pure white turtleneck sweater underneath.

Her lower body was clad in tight riding pants, perfectly outlining her long, straight legs and firm hips.

Her feet wore sturdy Martin boots, and her orange-brown hair was tied into a high ponytail, making her both cool and beautiful.

The glacier-white Suzuki GSX250R sportbike was parked beside her.

She exuded the cold charm of a biker girl.

“Qiuqiu!”

“Lingling, you’re here.”

Looking at this cool and beautiful friend, Yao Lingling blinked.

For some reason, she suddenly felt Cheng Qiuqiu’s figure seemed close to the data described by “Su Yu’s April.”

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck her, and she asked,

“By the way, Qiuqiu, do you know Su Yu’s height, weight, and measurements?”

Qiuqiu nodded and blurted out, “172/50, 92/59/95.”

As a die-hard fan, she naturally knew her idol’s data by heart.

She just didn’t understand why Lingling asked.

“Whoa—”

Yao Lingling gasped, her eyes shining with understanding.

Good grief, case solved!

No wonder this data felt so familiar!

It’s basically the same as Su Yu’s real measurements!

“Su Yu’s April”... she was impersonating Su Yu!

This woman was probably a real-life loser.

Because of insecurity and crazed infatuation with the senior, she fantasized online about being Su Yu, even falsifying measurements to match her idol’s, just to get the senior’s attention!

Hmph~

Sure enough, there aren’t so many girls with godly figures in the world.

Wen Ruan and Qiuqiu’s figures were already exaggerated; it was impossible for just any female netizen to have such a divine body.

After clearing her thoughts, Yao Lingling’s mood instantly improved.

That previous feeling of being crushed vanished.

She stepped forward, grabbed Cheng Qiuqiu, rubbed hard against her sexy curves, acting like a female hooligan.

“Wow, Qiuqiu, you look gorgeous today! Come here for some hugs.”

Cheng Qiuqiu immediately felt awkward, blushed, and pushed her away. “Stop messing around, Lingling.”

“Haha, shy now.” Yao Lingling grabbed her hand, smiling brightly. “Let’s go see the apartment first. I’ve seen the photos; it’s awesome and totally your type.”

They chatted as they entered the complex, first touring the environment.

Then they arrived under Building 4 and called the unit through the video doorbell.

Soon, the door lock clicked open.

They took the elevator straight to the twelfth floor.

The door to 1204 was ajar, showing clear signs of tidying inside, with several packed boxes in a corner.

Yao Lingling walked to the door and lightly knocked on the door frame symbolically. “Senior Xu Qing, we’re here.”

Immediately, they saw the figure standing in the entryway.

She wore a cute cartoon print T-shirt and black sports shorts, looking youthful and lively.

Their eyes met.

Xu Qing’s lips curved instantly, and she subconsciously straightened her modest but shapely B cup. “Lingling, long time no see.”

She liked playing with girls who had smaller chests than her.

And so far, it seemed Yao Lingling was the only one left.

Therefore, although she had received many contacts after posting the sublet information in her circle of friends, she had no hesitation in reserving this opportunity for Yao Lingling, whom she noted as “A Lingling.”

“Long time no see, Senior.” Yao Lingling returned a generous and cheerful smile, then slightly turned to pull out the hesitant Cheng Qiuqiu. “Let me introduce you. This is my good friend and colleague Cheng Qiuqiu. She’s going to share rent with me.”

Seeing the suddenly appearing aloof big-chested girl behind Yao Lingling, Xu Qing’s eyes widened.

E(oo))

What the heck! Even bringing reinforcements?!

Can’t handle this, huh?!

“Hello.”

Cheng Qiuqiu politely bowed slightly, her ample D cup visually striking.

Xu Qing instinctively stepped back half a step, her voice weakening, “You... hello.”

Yao Lingling casually closed the door and swept her eyes over the room’s decor, her eyes instantly lighting up.

The whole room was modern and minimalist with a creamy color scheme: light wood floors, white walls, paired with several Nordic-style designer furniture pieces, looking warm and stylish.

The living room window opened to a spacious balcony with a wide view.

This environment far