The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

No one dared to ask Jiang Ran who that girl was, and Wang Feiyan was very tight-lipped, so everyone just guessed privately.

Jiang Ran didn't expect that when his mother's birthday came, Tang Tang would show up and his mother would give him a big surprise.

That's all for later.

Tang Tang saw Jiang Ran hang up the phone, but before he put down the phone, Song Mu's message popped up again.

No? Did you guys come here in a group today?

Tang Tang clicked on the message.

Song Mu: Miss Tang, I'm sorry, I forgot to ask you if you want to join the club group?

Tang Tang replied with a curious cat head and typed: What club?

Song Mu didn't reply to the message, and after a while he asked if he could make a voice call.

Tang Tang curled her lips, said nothing, just clicked the voice call button and made the call directly.

After a few mechanical ticking sounds, Tang Tang heard Song Mu's low but metallic voice.

"Miss Tang?"

Tang Tang chuckled, and the laughter was so gentle that it seemed to penetrate into Song Mu's ears, making him feel a little itchy.

He brought his Bluetooth, threw his phone on the sofa, stood up slowly, leaned against the bar and casually took a bottle of wine.

"What club is Boss Song talking about?"

Tang Tang could hear the sound of Song Mu walking, as well as something being pushed and pulled, followed by the sound of glass colliding.

"bump."

The bottle cap was opened, and Song Mu's tall body leaned on the black marble bar. He rolled up his sleeves slightly, and the tight muscles of his forearms rose and fell with the movement.

"It's a car club. Most of the luxury car owners in City B are in the group, and we occasionally arrange car club meetings."

He patiently explained to Tang Tang, holding a bottle of dark beer in his hand. As the cold beer went down his throat, Song Mu's eyes darkened.

"Didn't you order a supercar?" Song Mu said casually, "Sometimes they would go to the racetrack to drive."

Tang Tang felt a little itchy in his ears as he listened to Song Mu's voice. This man was damn hormonal, especially his calm and oppressive look, which was like a beast observing its prey.

"Okay, then you can pull me in later."

The water was a little cold. Tang Tang stood up. There were still red rose petals on her fair skin. Water droplets slowly dripped down her body. She raised her foot and walked out of the bathtub.

Song Mu, who was drinking opposite, paused for a moment. Listening to the obvious sound of water, he raised his hand, and the metal bracelet on his wrist collided with the wine bottle, making a sound that seemed to echo.

"Row."

He spoke in a low voice and raised his head to drink the wine in one gulp.

An ambiguous atmosphere was brewing. Tang Tang turned on the shower and rinsed the petals off her body.

Song Mu only turned on the table lamp in the living room. The spacious living room was almost entirely occupied by black, white and gray. At this moment, the originally quiet space seemed to be filled with mist.

Song Mu didn't drink much, and the cold dark beer burst with direct bubbles, as if his heart was beating along with it.

Adults just need to be more patient.

He and Tang Tang acquiesced to each other's ambiguity, but at the same time remained calm, like a spider web; the fascinating part was the process of interweaving bit by bit.

After taking a shower, Tang Tang found that the phone was still on. She put on her bathrobe and picked up the phone.

"I happen to be going out tomorrow, and I want to drive that McLaren out," Tang Tang chuckled, like ripples on spring water, "So, Boss Song, see you tomorrow."

Tang Tang simply hung up the phone, dried his hair, and went to bed.

The system is simply amazing. Is this the emotional control ability of a corporate slave?

So flexible.

The next day, Tang Tang slept until she woke up naturally. She was too lazy to even check her phone and was drowsily poking the system in her mind.

"Tongtong, what time is it?"

【It's only ten o'clock, host. 】

Ok……

The quilt was thin and light, not pressing on his body, but soft and comfortable to hold. Tang Tang rolled over in the quilt and decided to go find Song Mu after dinner.

Tang Tang picked up his phone and scrolled through it for a while before deciding to watch the video edited by the system yesterday.

There was only that one video hanging under her account, but it had been played more than four million times after one day and one night.

?

Oh my god, Tang Tang suspected that the system was secretly buying traffic.

She looked at herself on the cover, feeling a little ashamed for some reason, and clicked it.

What came into view was a familiar house. Tang Tang was sitting casually on the carpet, looking relaxed but not embarrassed.

The whole room was filled with Chanel and previously purchased skin care products and cosmetics. As expected, at this time, the barrage of words floated over.

[Wow, if you don’t know, you would think this girl is a Chanel spokesperson]

[Why are they all Chanel? Rich lady, did Chanel save your life? ]

[Is this a beauty? She is so pretty even when sitting cross-legged on the ground]

[Wife, wife, get out of the way, I declare this is my new wife]

[My wife is so rich woooooo]

[Can anyone tell me how much this costs? Those can't all be empty boxes for show/picking my nose to see]

[Shut up, I'm from Weibo. This girl is definitely a white, rich and beautiful girl. Someone photographed her in a shopping mall with a string of salesmen following behind her to carry her bags.]

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"How's it going, Tongtong? Did you absorb any telekinetic power?"

[Some hosts~You can open the system mall after spending the amount today]

Okay, Tang Tang had lunch and started picking out a little skirt to wear in the afternoon.

She had some other ideas. Since her video traffic was so high, she might as well use it. The new media industry was so hot, so she might as well acquire a new media studio.

Wouldn't she be able to harvest more mental energy to feed the small system then?

Walking to the closet, Tang Tang also felt that what the netizens said made sense. Her closet was full of Chanel clothes, and she should also stock up on other brands.

But Grandma Xiang’s clothes are still very beautiful, like the one she chose today.

The lotus pink knitted suspender dress has two thin pearl chain straps hanging on the shoulders, which make the fair skin seem to have a faint pink hue.

The skirt is mid-thigh long and is fitted, not a body-hugging skirt, but slightly loose, with the hem flaring out a little.

The whole body is a milky apricot color approaching white, and is covered with strands of decoration that look like feathers.

Since he was going to drive, Tang Tang chose a pair of light and exquisite white sneakers.

Today's outfit is gentle and a little delicate, and I chose a super small mini box bag as an accessory.

Hmm~ Tang Tang turned around in front of the mirror to admire herself, picked up her phone, took a photo, and finally sent it to Su Fengtian.

There is no need to post on Weibo and Tomato account every day, as it will look cheap. Posting once every three or four days is just right.

It was sent to Su Fengtian because she was the only female friend Tang Tang knew in City B, and Su Fengtian was super beautiful, gentle and charming like a big sister...

I can't resist it at all.

Sure enough, Su Fengtian replied quickly.

Su Fengtian: Sister Tangtang, you are a sweet and soft little cake/Hook your finger

Tang Tang: Find a time to invite Sister Su out to eat cake/The cat has a pitiful headjpg.

Su Fengtian: Come to my sister's house, and I'll cook it for you/seductionjpg.

Tang Tang: /blush/blush

The 30-year-old sister is so gentle!

Tang Tang was thinking hard in her mind about what gift she could give to Su Fengtian when the time came.