The group arrived at the hotel’s grand lobby.

Still exchanging polite small talk.

Zhang Xiufang’s eyes quickly scanned the crowd.

Soon, she spotted her daughter’s figure, along with the excessively handsome young man standing beside her.

He was wearing a simple black turtleneck, topped with a camel gray double-breasted coat of excellent texture.

Sharp features, a straight nose, thin lips, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist.

Under the bright crystal lights in the hotel lobby, he exuded an undeniable elegance and nobility.

At this moment, he was holding Lingling’s hand affectionately, smiling at the corners of his mouth, whispering something unknown to her.

That scene was just like the most romantic picture in an idol drama.

"My God... this..." Zhang Xiufang subconsciously murmured.

Not waiting for her to regain her composure.

Beside her, her aunt Yao Xueli gasped, full of disbelief, as if she had seen something dirty.

"What’s wrong, Lili?"

But Yao Xueli didn’t bother to respond, rushing straight over.

She stopped in front of them, speaking with a voice trembling due to extreme excitement: "Chairman Tang! Hello!"

Noticing Tang Song’s slightly puzzled gaze.

Yao Xueli struggled to suppress her excitement, her face flushed as she said, "Chairman Tang, I’m the head of the logistics department at Yan Nan Short Film and Television Base, Yao Xueli."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hello."

Beside him, Yao Lingling gazed at her aunt, somewhat taken aback.

Her aunt indeed worked at this film and television base, and previously, during the time she and Tang Song were at the base next door "feeling fake breasts," she had specifically mentioned it. (Chapter 449)

But hearing her aunt’s words... Tang Song seemed to have some connection with this base?

Tang Song quickly responded, astonished, "You and Lingling are...?"

With his keen insight and intelligence, he naturally perceived the anomalous atmosphere surrounding them.

Yao Xueli was shaking with intensity, "Lingling... is my niece!"

With Yao Xueli’s peculiar reaction, other relatives also turned to look, their gazes collectively landing on Tang Song.

It couldn’t be helped; he was simply too outstanding, like a crane among chickens.

Among the crowd, Gong Yunxiao’s face instantly transformed after seeing him clearly.

Then he looked at Yao Lingling beside him.

His mind sounded a thunderous "buzz."

How... could he be Lingling’s boyfriend?!

How was this possible?

Gong Yunxiao no longer cared about pleasantries and composure, hastily approaching Tang Song in the midst of everyone’s astonished gazes.

He bent over, his voice filled with just the right amount of excitement and respect: "Mr. Tang, hello, I’m Gong Yunxiao from the Yan Province Development and Reform Commission’s Industrial Coordination Department. Just a few days ago, when Director Li had a meeting with you at West Garden Hotel, I was fortunate to be part of the reception team. Do you remember?"

He nearly said this all in one breath.

His forehead even broke out in a fine layer of sweat from the excessive excitement.

"Hello, Mr. Gong, of course I remember." Tang Song nodded slightly, his voice warm yet distant.

Gong Yunxiao let out a long breath, his voice lower than before, "It’s my honor to be remembered by Mr. Tang."

His nearly humble attitude formed an extremely stark contrast with his previous image at the wine table, bringing tremendous shock to them.

Witnessing this surreal scene, including Yao Guanying, Chen Yan, and Yao Rourou, everyone’s expressions froze.

Zhang Xiufang’s heart surged violently, her hands instinctively covered her chest, fearing her heart might beat too fast.

Her gaze switched back and forth between Tang Song, her daughter, and Gong Yunxiao.

She only felt that this scene was too surreal.

Yao Lingling turned to look at her "boyfriend," her mind buzzing.

Just now, he was gentle and considerate, accompanying her to catch doll and buy lemonade, yet now he seemed to don a strange and noble halo.

This aura had never been seen on him before.

Mysterious and unpredictable, yet full of indescribable charm.

Her heart beat so fast, it was almost shaking her A-cup right into B-cup.