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Chapter 153 Lin, you don't want others to know that you stayed overnight, do you?

Sixteenth floor.

Room 03.

The female model's room was the largest room on the floor, with the windows and curtains tightly closed.

Deafening music filled the room, and colorful light balls continuously emitted light, casting various colored spots of light onto everyone's faces.

The sofa that should have been occupied by someone else.

The area was now filled with models.

They swayed their bodies to the music.

The coffee table was piled high with wine glasses and ice cubes.

Every now and then, a few models from the same building would come, carrying drinks and thinking of joining the party.

They welcomed all who came into the house.

In the past, we might have been competitors on the runway or outside, but at this moment, we are all strangers in a foreign land who just want to have fun.

Ok.

Except for Lin Qingsong.

He sat in a chair listening to a Russian-style rap.

He sipped his drink casually while his eyes searched for potential prey.

Unfortunately, half a day passed, and none of the people who came met his requirements.

Most models have skinny, bony figures.

This is normal, though, as the market has determined the demand.

Nowadays, the aesthetic standards in mainland China tend to favor fair-skinned, young, and thin figures, and this has led to most models in the fashion industry also falling into this category.

These models are not only beautiful, but they also have an ethereal, fairy-like quality.

It wasn't that he didn't like it; it was just that he had met with Larissa yesterday, and he was genuinely getting tired of models like the pale, thin, and childlike type.

We also need models like Irina Shayk who are more sexy and voluptuous.

Think of this.

Lin Qingsong took a sip of the wine in his hand.

I wonder when he'll be able to go to the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show.

Most Victoria's Secret models are sexy and outgoing, all with smiles on their faces, giving off the vibe of American sweethearts in foreign movies.

"Lin, are you getting tired of this?" Just then, Elena walked over with a smile, holding a wine glass. "Want to go to my room? I just bought an outfit, would you like to take a look?"

Although having fun at the party is great, spending more time with Lin Qingsong is the real deal.

She can't be completely oblivious to this.

Not long after he and Elena left the house one after the other.

Eva, who was playing a game with everyone, noticed that Lin Qingsong had disappeared from the room and immediately scanned the room.

After confirming that Elena was not in the room, she left the house silently.

We can't let that brat Elena eat all the food by herself.

Inside Elena's house.

Listening to the music coming from outside, Lin Qingsong curiously looked around her room.

Pink and white are the main colors here.

Several photo frames were placed on the table, all containing photos of her and her sisters.

The intelligence report mentioned that Elena was planning to bring her sister to Shanghai as well.

Lin Qingsong curiously examined the picture of her sister in the frame.

"Lin, this is my eldest sister, this is my second sister, and this is my youngest sister." When Elena saw Lin Qingsong's curiosity about her photo frame, she couldn't help but smile and point to the people in the photo to introduce them.

She also said meaningfully, "My second sister also wanted to be a model, but unfortunately she didn't become one for various reasons. In the end, she supported my dream."

"So you want her to be a model now?" Lin Qingsong looked at the second sister she was pointing to and had to admit that Elena's family genes were good. Not only were the four sisters beautiful, but they were also all voluptuous.

"Hey Lin, will your modeling agency still be hiring?" Elena plopped down on the table and leaned over to get her face close to Lin Qingsong's.

"You want me to bring your sister here too?" Lin Qingsong said casually as he pulled her into his arms while sitting in a chair.

“Yes.” Elena nodded vigorously without beating around the bush, “She would definitely be a great model, and I think even if she came here as a freelance model, it would be better for her than back home.”

During her time in Shanghai, she grew to love the megacity more and more, and hated her cold and gloomy hometown.

"Is your sister willing? Besides, even a freelance model needs a modeling background. Otherwise, she'd have a hard time becoming a freelance model, since the competition in Shanghai is quite fierce." Lin Qingsong's hands didn't stop as he spoke. He picked up the photo frame of the four Elena sisters in front of him and examined it carefully, while placing his hand on Elena's body.

"Hmm~~~" Elena hummed through her nose, whether in response to Lin Qingsong's question or for some other reason.

"Dong dong dong."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Elena, whose eyes had been somewhat dazed, suddenly snapped back to reality.

She suddenly sat up from Lin Qingsong's lap.

"Who?"

As she reached the door, she asked in a high-pitched voice.

Accompanied by the loud music, Eva's voice came from outside: "Elena, open the door, it's me, Eva."

“Eva?” Elena turned her head, asking herself if she should open the door.

After seeing Lin Qingsong nod, she opened the door a crack and asked, "Eva, what are you doing?"

Through the gap, Eva smiled and reached her hand in, then her arm, and finally squeezed herself in.

"Hehe, I was just worried you wouldn't be able to handle it alone!" Eva said, turning her gaze to Lin Qingsong ahead, "Lin, I'm not late, am I?"

"How come I can't handle it!" Elena couldn't help but sneer. "Every time, haven't I held out longer than you? It seems like you always surrender like those Frenchmen!"

Okay, okay, so this is the daily breastfeeding method, right?

Vivian probably won't be able to restore the glory of French women no matter how hard she tries.

The impression that no one could conquer Paris before the French surrender was so deeply ingrained.

Eva wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, she smiled and said, "Even if I surrender, it wouldn't relieve your burden. Otherwise, you would have surrendered much earlier!"

As she spoke, she tossed her hair and tied it into a high ponytail with the rubber band on her wrist. "Lin, today is our home turf. I'll show you just how powerful someone with home turf can be!"

Elena, not to be outdone, walked up to Lin Qingsong and said, "This is my home turf. Your home turf isn't in this room."

What does "home field" even mean?

With strength, anywhere can be your home ground!
Lin Qingsong showed them with his strength that home field or home field doesn't matter at all.

Does that mean if all the matches were held domestically, the Chinese national football team could qualify for the World Cup?

The battle continued until around midnight, and the music outside had stopped for a while.

These models, though they enjoy having fun, know they can't let it interfere with their work the next day.

Therefore, the party ended around 11:00 PM, and the models gradually returned to their rooms to wash up and go to sleep.

Lin Qingsong, who had drunk too much, felt the urge to urinate.

However, he did not let his guard down and sent Elena out to investigate first.

After all, he also needs to be mindful of the impact.

Even if everyone can guess that he might stay overnight, as long as there is no solid evidence and no one saw it, he can deny it!

After Elena got dressed and went for a walk, she found that although the living room was a mess, everyone had left, and the mannequins in the same room were all snoring in their respective rooms. Only then did she return and signal to Lin Qingsong that he could go to the bathroom.

Not surprisingly.

Something unexpected happened.

Lin Qingsong had just finished using the restroom, washed his hands, and was about to leave when he heard footsteps outside.

Before he could react, the bathroom door was opened.

I rely on!

A buzz cut?

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Even though it's summer now, and we're at home.

But if you're going to the toilet, at least block the way a little!

The man with the buzz cut, who was squinting and thinking about going to the bathroom, was dumbfounded.

She looked down at herself, then looked up at Lin Qingsong.

The next second she did something that completely surprised Lin Qingsong.

Instead of screaming or backing away, the man with the buzz cut took a step forward and pushed Lin Qingsong back into the bathroom.

"Lin, you don't want the other models to find out that you're staying here overnight, do you?"

Hearing the crew cut's words, which had a distinctly Japanese flavor.

Lin Qingsong couldn't help but stroke her fluffy hair. "So what do you want to do!"

"I?"

The man with the buzz cut turned and locked the bathroom door from the inside, then sat on the toilet. "I need to use the toilet!"

After saying that, she looked at Lin Qingsong and said, "Didn't you also need to go to the toilet? Come on, let's go together!"

hiss! ! !
You're pretty good at rocking a buzz cut, aren't you?

That's a bit perverted.

Come on, let's do it together.

"what!"

Hearing the rushing water, Lin Qingsong gave in.

At least his buzz cut and face are absolutely top-notch, even in this situation.

If he refuses again, wouldn't he be less of a man?

About ten minutes later, Elena came over and knocked on the bathroom door, asking in confusion, "Lin, are you still in the bathroom?"

"Okay!" Lin Qingsong nodded: "You guys go to sleep first, I'll be there for a while."

He was a little surprised.

Even a buzz cut is considered top-notch.

It is human nature to be fond of the new and tire of the old.

He also wanted to change the setting.

Although Elena was a little confused, she didn't say anything for fear of disturbing the others in the room, and turned back.

But Eva wasn't so easily fooled.

Why does it take so long to go to the toilet? And why do they have to go to sleep first?
This probably isn't going to the toilet, but rather something else.

Thinking of this, she and Elena quietly went out for a stroll, and immediately discovered that the buzz-cut man's door was open.

"A buzz cut in the bathroom?" Elena looked at Eva with slight surprise. "Didn't Corinne always dislike buzz cuts?"

As she spoke, she gestured to show off her figure, "Hasn't Lin always liked our figures? Was it because of the buzz cut that Lin forced you to get one?"

"Are you silly? If you're used to eating lots of meat and fish, wouldn't you also want to eat some vegetables?" Eva was quite understanding. After giving an example, she led Elena back to the room.

Women, sometimes you have to be a little silly.

Since Lin Qingsong told them to go to sleep, then they should go to sleep.

It's enough to know the truth in your own heart about these things.

Otherwise, if we say it out loud, it won't just be one person who feels awkward, but everyone will feel awkward.

Lin Qingsong washed up in the bathroom until three or four o'clock before finally rinsing himself off and returning to Elena's room.

He admitted that he had underestimated the buzz cut and that his previous prejudice against it was wrong!
Every type of girl has her unique aspects.

All I need to do is discover it slowly.

At least today he passively discovered an exceptional person.

Once inside the house...

After realizing that the sound of him opening the door had woken the two of them, Lin Qingsong said to them while packing his things:
"You guys can go back to sleep."

"I'll be going now. Also, I've ordered breakfast for you. Remember to get up and pick it up when it's time to go."

If you stay overnight until morning, the risk of being discovered is far too great.

Since he still needs to go back to change clothes anyway, he might as well go home early now so he can get a good night's sleep.

After going outside, looking at the dark sky, Lin Qingsong stretched comfortably before walking to his car to wait for the designated driver.

There are tens of thousands of roads, safety is the first, the driving is not standardized, and the relatives are crying.

As a law-abiding citizen, Lin Qingsong keeps the saying "Don't drink and drive" firmly in mind and recites it at all times.

After the designated driver arrived, Lin Qingsong sat in the back seat, leaning against the glass to review today's intelligence.

[Daily Intelligence 01 (Green): Huaxia Bank's Shanghai branch is running a promotional campaign with Alipay today. For Huaxia Bank cards opened in Shanghai, Alipay repayments of 10,000, 5,000, 1,000, 500, and 300 yuan will receive discounts of 200, 100, 50, 20, and 10 yuan respectively, for a total discount of 380 yuan.]

Ok?
There's such an event?
Lin Qingsong curiously took out his phone, opened Alipay, selected to repay 10,000 yuan, and then selected Huaxia Bank card for deduction. He found that 200 yuan had actually been deducted.

After pocketing all 380 yuan, he finally looked at the next piece of information.

[Daily News 02: At 952 Dingfeng Road, Pudong New Area, A Yu Lobster's Thirteen-Spice Crayfish and Garlic Crayfish are incredibly delicious, and the ingredients are exceptionally fresh.]

Sure, another food news item.

Lin Qingsong couldn't help but nod.

If he had to choose, as a gourmet, he would rather replace the green alert above with a food alert.

After noting the message as "food," he then moved on to the next one.

[Daily Intelligence 03: Qin Lan has used her connections at Valentino to obtain concrete information that Dilraba has indeed become the Asia-Pacific spokesperson for Valentino's fragrance series. She plans to invite Lin Qingsong to dinner alone.]

吆。

Sister Lan, you've already mentally prepared yourself so quickly?
Lin Qingsong didn't expect that before Valentino had even officially announced it on Weibo, Qin Lan was already so eager to win him over.

But this is a good thing.

[Daily News 04: Zhang Ruonan carefully baked some more bear-shaped cookies last night, planning to bring them with her when she meets Lin Qingsong today!]

Ok?
Comrade Xiao Zhang, have you forgotten?

I like to eat chiffon cake.

Lin Qingsong was speechless upon seeing this information.

He remembered that he had mentioned to Zhang Ruonan before that he liked chiffon cake, and that she was the one who asked him the question.

Why did you bring bear-shaped cookies when we met today?
(End of this chapter)