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??? Chen Cheng was full of question marks. What kind of mood swing was this woman having?

Chen Cheng shook his head, too lazy to care, and hailed a taxi to head back to Ode to Joy.

It was just that the traffic was incredibly congested early in the morning.

Listening to the cacophony of horns, Chen Cheng thought that maybe he should hire a driver.

It was fine usually, but during morning and evening rush hours, it would drive him crazy.

"How about I buy a house with a helipad?"

Chen Cheng was shocked by his own genius idea; as it happened, Global Tower had a helipad on its roof.

Suddenly, he thought about the helicopter.

Using it occasionally was fine, but flying it every day for work was practically testing the odds of a helicopter accident.

He sent a message to the company's HR to find him a driver who was also a Bodyguard.

He originally had Bodyguards, but they were all foreigners, which was too conspicuous in the country.

He didn't fire them; finding trustworthy people wasn't easy, so he had them move to covert operations.

However, they all had families to take care of, so it would take another two days for them to arrive in the country.

Chen Cheng bought some brunch at a shop near the residential complex. It was already nearly ten o'clock when he left the hotel, and after another half-hour traffic jam, it was practically lunchtime.

As he was about to reach the entrance, two sneaky figures appeared in Chen Cheng's line of sight again.

Uh... weren't these the Ye brothers, Ye Zhenzhen's two cousins, Ye Fang and Ye Shang?

Were they tailing him?

Lucy had always been secretive, so the 'great editor' He Minhong let her imagination run wild, claiming Lucy was being mysterious and up to no good.

When Ye Zhenzhen tried to refute this, He Minhong would just say, 'You can know a person's face, but not their heart!'

That evening, Ye Zhenzhen talked to Father Ye and her mother about her neighbor. Father Ye and her mother advised her to be cautious, repeating, 'You can know a person's face, but not their heart.'

Ye Zhenzhen had been provoked by this saying twice in one night, so she complained a bit. The Ye couple immediately became suspicious. Ye Zhenzhen was grilled by her parents and had to explain He Minhong's wild imagination.

While calming Ye Zhenzhen down, Father Ye and her mother arranged for her two cousins to investigate Lucy.

Chen Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly at their actions; their tailing was a bit amateurish.

With one fat and one thin, they somewhat resembled Wolong and Fengchu.

Chen Cheng couldn't be bothered with Ye Zhenzhen's Ye family brothers; instead, he pondered how he could kiss Lucy's bright red lips.

Chasing her aggressively definitely wouldn't work.

This woman was currently focused solely on revenge; no matter how handsome or rich you were, she had no interest in paying attention to men.

Chen Cheng shook his head; it was more important to go back and eat his brunch first.

Walking into the elevator lobby, the elevator happened to be coming down from upstairs.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Chen Cheng saw a beautiful sight.

Men, after all, never lack the eyes to discover beauty.

The woman wore a white shirt paired with a small black leather skirt, and a pair of black pointed-toe high heels with gold trim on her feet. The hem of the skirt was high, making her fair, white thighs look even longer. She had jet-black, lustrous hair, exquisite makeup, and bright red lips that were very eye-catching. She had a full-on "big sister" vibe.

Huh? Isn't this Lucy, Fang Zhiheng?

Having grown accustomed to foreign cuisine, Chen Cheng felt that Fang Zhiheng perfectly matched his aesthetic; he even felt that in Ode to Joy, in terms of allure, she was number one.

While Chen Cheng was sizing up Lucy, Lucy was looking at him with vigilance. She had long since observed who lived in this building and had never seen this unfamiliar Handsome guy before.

Judging by his build, he was also someone who practiced martial arts, which made Lucy even more vigilant.

Chen Cheng withdrew his gaze and smiled as if he had just bumped into an ordinary neighbor, saying, "Going out?"

Lucy finally snapped out of it, nodded politely, and walked out of the elevator, heading straight away.

...

"Yo, working out?"

Chen Cheng walked out of the elevator and just happened to see Yu Chuhui in the hallway, with one leg propped against the wall and the other on the ground, hands touching the floor, stretching her legs and bending her waist.

Ye Zhenzhen happened to be there too, using dried mangoes to tease Yu Chuhui like a monkey.

"Senior~" Yu Chuhui held her breath, glaring angrily at the mischievous Ye Zhenzhen, and complained: "Hurry up and control Zhen Zhen, she's messing around!"

Ye Zhenzhen exchanged a glance with Chen Cheng, and with great tacit understanding, the corners of their mouths curled up, revealing a mysterious smile.

Ye Zhenzhen reached out and poked Yu Chuhui's waist.

"Ha, giggle~ ha~" Yu Chuhui couldn't help but laugh from the tickling, shouting at her: "Ye Zhenzhen!"

"Yu Chuhui!" Ye Zhenzhen retorted, suppressing a laugh.

"Ye Zhenzhen, I'm telling you, I'm going to hit you later~" Yu Chuhui scolded, not noticing at all that danger was approaching.

Chen Cheng and Ye Zhenzhen exchanged another look, and he mouthed, "One, two, three!"

"Ah~~"

Yu Chuhui, who was doing splits against the wall, flopped directly onto the yoga mat.

She sat up, looking at Chen Cheng with a flushed face.

She looked at Chen Cheng, then at Ye Zhenzhen, and chased after Ye Zhenzhen to tickle her.

"Sorry, I'm not ticklish," Ye Zhenzhen spread her hands, indicating she could tickle away.

"Not ticklish?"

Yu Chuhui didn't believe it, reaching out to tickle Ye Zhenzhen's armpits and then touching her waist.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't react at all.

Chen Cheng watched Yu Chuhui with great interest; he clearly felt that this girl was shy and was hiding from him.

Yu Chuhui kept tickling while pushing Ye Zhenzhen into the room.

Yu Chuhui still didn't believe it, "Then let's see if you're afraid of this," making a move to blow into Ye Zhenzhen's ear.

Ye Zhenzhen immediately covered her ears nervously, turned around, pulled a tissue from the coffee table, and held it up like a white flag, "I surrender~"

"Yo~ sensitive constitution, huh?"

An untimely voice rang out in Chen Cheng's ear.

Yu Chuhui was stunned, turning around to look at Chen Cheng outside the door, then at He Minhong.

Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen's expression changed slightly. If Chen Cheng hadn't been there, it would have been fine to say that, even if it was a bit risqué.

But the key was that Chen Cheng was there.

Zhu Zhe, who was hanging clothes on the balcony, also looked in surprise at He Minhong, who was usually as gentle as a lamb, "Are young people today all this open when they speak?"

Yu Chuhui really didn't like this roommate who was full of morality and righteousness, so she chimed in, "Yeah, a cultured person, just secretly nasty!"

He Minhong finally realized she had said the wrong thing and started to change the subject, "Zhen Zhen, are we going out to eat later, or ordering takeout?"

Ye Zhenzhen looked at Chen Cheng and didn't answer He Minhong's question.

"Zhen Zhen, going back to eat brunch?" Chen Cheng spoke up to help Ye Zhenzhen, whose face had turned dark, out of the awkward situation.

Ye Zhenzhen nodded, "Okay!" and went out of 2202.

He Minhong finally saw Chen Cheng standing at the door, and her toes curled into the floor instantly.

"Why didn't you tell me Chen Cheng was there?" As the two figures disappeared from the doorway, He Minhong immediately spoke up to blame them.

"I..." Zhu Zhe was in a tough spot.

She really hadn't seen Chen Cheng outside the door.

From start to finish, Chen Cheng had only said one sentence, "Yo, working out," and that was when he had just exited the elevator; from that distance, it was impossible to hear. She was on the balcony, how could she have noticed the person outside the door?

Yu Chuhui wouldn't indulge her, "Yo, so this kind of talk depends on who is listening, right?"

"You..." He Minhong was immediately choked with anger at being retorted.