Chen Cheng spread his hands with an innocent look, "He's eyeing my girl, so I came to find you. What do you think I want to do?"

Jiang Xinyao immediately shook her head like a rattle, "Don't even think about it."

Chen Cheng wasn't in a hurry; he was full of confidence. The fluctuating favorability points wouldn't lie.

He smiled, gazing into Jiang Xinyao's eyes, and said in a gentle tone, "Yaoyao, why must you keep yourself chaste for someone who doesn't love you?"

Jiang Xinyao was stunned. Yaoyao?

Gulp~

It seemed no man had ever called her so gently before.

Looking at the handsome, sharply defined face so close to her, Jiang Xinyao felt a stir of emotion.

After a moment, Jiang Xinyao steadied herself, the tip of her high heel seemingly accidentally pressing against Chen Cheng's calf, and she curled her red lips.

"Did President Chen pursue women like this before too?"

Chen Cheng felt the movement on his calf, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

There's no cat that doesn't steal fish.

Scum Cheng raised an eyebrow, "If I pursue you, will you say yes?"

Jiang Xinyao was taken aback. It seemed he wasn't bad, either.

A first-generation entrepreneur, worth billions, and a golf genius.

Super long legs, an inverted triangle physique. After looking at that face for a while, she wanted to lick it.

He had even been on the cover of Time Magazine.

What Chen Cheng considered an annoying Time Magazine was the dream of a lifetime for many.

The kind you could brag about for a lifetime.

Jiang Xinyao's gaze at Chen Cheng became somewhat infatuated.

Any one of these conditions would be enough to attract someone, and the man in front of her possessed them all.

Simply top-tier.

At this moment, Jiang Xinyao smiled, resting her chin on one hand, her eyes hazy as she released some kind of indescribable signal, "You haven't pursued me yet, so how do you know if I would say yes?"

Chen Cheng leaned closer to her face; this time, Jiang Xinyao didn't dodge, "With that look of yours, I don't think you want me to pursue you. Rather, you want to..."

Facing the heat radiating from him, Jiang Xinyao's fair cheeks turned even redder, and she gave a coquettish huff, "Think what you want."

"However, I'll tell you a secret—I brought my cat to Shanghai too. This cat can do a backflip, you know~"

Chen Cheng was stunned for a moment, then picked up his wine glass and clinked it against hers, "A backflip, really? Then I should go see it."

Jiang Xinyao curled her lips slightly and drained the whiskey in her glass.

This was the second glass she had drunk tonight.

With things having reached this point, drinking any more would be heading toward getting drunk.

Scum Cheng was very proactive, standing up, taking Jiang Xinyao's hand, and walking out of the bar.

Jiang Xinyao, half-reluctantly and half-willingly, leaned into Chen Cheng's embrace.

Leaving, getting in the car, and heading straight to the destination—it was all done in one go.

"Your place has quite a bit of style."

Jiang Xinyao's house was an Old Western-style house located along the street on Xiafei Road.

Jiang Xinyao smiled, "Do you like it? If you like it, you can come often."

Chen Cheng curled his lips slightly. If he came often, what would happen if he bumped into Lin Qizheng?

Uh... why was he feeling a bit excited?

"Let's talk about the real business; where is your cat?"

Chen Cheng looked around for a long time but didn't see any sign of a cat.

When he turned around again, Jiang Xinyao came running down the stairs, her high heels clicking.

Chen Cheng's eyes went straight.

At this moment, Jiang Xinyao was wearing a pair of black and white cat ears on her head, her eyes like water, extremely seductive.

That blue long coat was long gone, replaced by a purple spaghetti-strap bodycon dress.

Her snow-white skin was like snow in June.

Especially those straight, long legs, stepping in high heels, truly irresistible.

One step, two steps, three steps...

She walked up to Chen Cheng, who was on the sofa.

"Didn't you want to find the kitty? It's right here."

"Meow~"

...

Chen Cheng finally understood what it meant when 'the little sister said purple has a lot of charm,' and what the deal was with meowing like a cat.

Chen Cheng wasn't stingy either; he arranged his masterful massage techniques for Jiang Xinyao.

In the end, Jiang Xinyao cried and begged him.

Only then did Chen Cheng stop.

Early the next morning, Chen Cheng slipped away.

He left after the deed was done, hiding his merit and fame.

It was estimated that Jiang Xinyao wouldn't be able to profile Chen Cheng for the next two or three days.

If they weren't one of his own, Chen Cheng wouldn't be tender.

She was already broken.

Lin Qizheng sat as usual in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the cafe under the overpass.

Waiting for Zou Yu to pass by so he could steal a glance at her.

For some reason, Lin Qizheng suddenly felt his scalp itch.

He raised his hand to scratch his scalp.

Chen Cheng went home, changed his clothes, and went to Qiao Jingjing's house again.

As soon as he entered, Qiao Jingjing looked at Chen Cheng nervously, "Why didn't you reply to my message last night?"

Chen Cheng curled his lips into a smile, "Yesterday, while playing ball, I met Ye Jinyan from Jingyan Group. After the game, we went out for a meal and had some drinks."

"I drank a bit too much."

As he spoke, Chen Cheng took out his phone to show Qiao Jingjing the group photo taken yesterday.

Qiao Jingjing's eyes still vigilantly glanced at Jiang Xinyao, who was standing on the other side.

Seeing that Chen Cheng and that woman were keeping a normal social distance, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The two returned to the living room.

Qiao Jingjing looked at Chen Cheng, her anxious mood completely gone.

She happily showed Chen Cheng, "Look, I'm almost at Platinum."

Chen Cheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at her with a smile, "You didn't get there playing only one hero, did you?"

As he spoke, Chen Cheng took Qiao Jingjing's phone.

Qiao Jingjing wasn't flustered at all; her expression of confidence and desire for praise was quite cute.

Chen Cheng knew the result as soon as he saw her expression, but he still checked her match history.

He scrolled through and tapped a bit, "Hmm, not bad."

Qiao Jingjing was instantly beaming, her hands cupping her chin, "Right? Look at this game where I played wang zhaojun; I got 13 kills."

She blinked her eyes, "Are you satisfied, Teacher Chen?"

Chen Cheng raised his hand and flicked her nose, "Satisfied~"

Qiao Jingjing froze in place instantly, her face turning red down to the root of her neck.

Chen Cheng curled his lips slightly and said nonchalantly, "Alright, let's play a few duo games and see the results of your training."

"Oh~" Qiao Jingjing finally came back to her senses, touched her burning face with both hands, and took back her phone.

Just as Chen Cheng was preparing to log into the game, he suddenly remembered yesterday's photo.

He switched to green bubble and edited a post visible only to Jiang Nansun.

Princess Jiang was still very smart; the same day after class, she used the phone number on the business card to add Chen Cheng on green bubble.

Chen Cheng posted a photo with Ye Jinyan.

As the background, Master Ma, who was waiting respectfully in front of the car door, was not cropped out.

Chen Cheng even thoughtfully added a close-up shot of Master Ma carefully holding the car door while Ye Jinyan stepped into the car.

And added the caption [Ran into President Ye of Jingyan, had a pleasant conversation]

Hmm, it had that distinct "micro-business" social media vibe.

After posting to his social media, Chen Cheng began his happy time with Qiao Jingjing.

At noon, Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo were eating at the school cafeteria.

Jiang Nansun saw the post Chen Cheng had made.

Seeing the caption, she curled her lips into a smile, "So this is how a genius likes to post on social media."

After clicking on the photo, her expression froze.

She looked up at Zhu Suosuo, who was burying her head in her food, "Suo Suo, take a look, is this Mr. Ma?"

Zhu Suosuo immediately looked up, "Mr. Ma? Where?"

She looked left and right for a moment, then turned back to look at Jiang Nansun.

Only then did she see the phone Jiang Nansun was holding out.

After taking a closer look, her face froze instantly.

She kept asking herself, "An executive opening a car door for his boss, that's totally reasonable, right?"

Jiang Nansun looked at Zhu Suosuo, whose expression was bad, and tentatively asked, "How about we call Teacher Chen and ask?"

Zhu Suosuo finally came back to her senses and immediately nodded, "Yeah, let's ask."