A long time later, Qiao Jingjing returned with her forehead covered in sweat.

Chen Cheng stifled a laugh, "Still want to eat?"

Qiao Jingjing shook her head, "No, I'm done. I've been eating a bit too much over the last two days while dining with you."

Chen Cheng shook his head and stood up to clear the table.

Seeing this, Qiao Jingjing quickly came over to help.

The two of them cleaned up in no time.

Chen Cheng found some snacks, fruits, and drinks he had brought over earlier in Qiao Jingjing's refrigerator.

The two of them had been together all day, every day recently, so they had grown quite comfortable with each other.

She didn't mind at all that Chen Cheng was opening her refrigerator.

Qiao Jingjing went to the room to get a laptop, and the two went into the media room.

Chen Cheng didn't bother specifically picking a match; he just opened a livestreaming platform.

He started watching from the recording at the top of the official account.

He hadn't seriously studied professional matches either, so it was a good opportunity to watch with Qiao Jingjing.

He clicked the play button. Putting down the mouse, Chen Cheng sat back on the sofa.

Qiao Jingjing had converted one of the rooms into a media room where she would usually watch footage at home, study other people's acting, and so on.

She picked up some small snacks and started stuffing them into her mouth.

Qiao Jingjing widened her eyes, "Aren't you full?"

Chen Cheng shook his head, "No, it just feels a bit strange not to eat something while watching a video."

"Uh..." Qiao Jingjing paused, realizing it actually did feel that way.

Her eyes scanned the coffee table for a long time, and finally, with a guilty look, she glanced at the shrimp crackers in Chen Cheng's hand.

She timidly picked one up, brought it halfway to her mouth, and then hesitated.

Chen Cheng looked at her conflicted expression and said with a smile, "Go ahead and eat it, I had the chef make these."

"Shrimp, rice, carrots, and egg whites—they're low-calorie and low-fat."

In reality, En Hui had made them for Anna, but when Chen Cheng saw them, he brought them over for Qiao Jingjing.

Qiao Jingjing curled her lips into a smile, "Really?"

Chen Cheng nodded, and only then did Qiao Jingjing feel at ease putting it in her mouth.

Watching the match, Qiao Jingjing began to sigh, "Livestreaming is really popular right now."

"If I hadn't debuted, I would have wanted to be a streamer, singing songs, playing games, and so on."

Chen Cheng turned his head to look at her, "You can sing?"

Qiao Jingjing was immediately displeased and reached out to pat Chen Cheng on the shoulder, "I'm a triple-threat star in film, television, and music, you know. You don't pay attention to me at all."

Chen Cheng's mouth twitched. Remembering the music scene in this world, it suddenly made sense.

"Fine, that's my fault. I didn't research Qiao Jingjing's background."

"Hmph~" Qiao Jingjing rolled her eyes at him.

Chen Cheng smiled, "With your current gaming level, it might be a bit difficult to be a professional gaming streamer."

"Though, being a beauty-focused streamer would be fine."

"Pfft~ What do you mean 'fine'? Even if I streamed, I'd still captivate thousands of boys and girls, okay?"

Seeing her haughty expression, Chen Cheng smiled and didn't say anything.

"Also, my skill level was poor before because I was busy acting and didn't play properly."

"If I were to become a professional streamer, I would definitely practice hard."

"And it can't just be singing and playing games; that would be too monotonous."

"I could also teach everyone about makeup, fashion styling... and yoga."

"Now that I think about it, I really have so many talents."

"I would definitely be popular."

Chen Cheng couldn't suppress a grin as he glanced at her.

Woman, you're being a bit narcissistic.

The ban-pick phase ended, and the game quickly began.

Qiao Jingjing turned her head to look at Chen Cheng, "With your strong learning ability, you could actually play esports, right?"

"You might even be able to win a championship."

Chen Cheng widened his eyes as he looked at her, "Woman, you want a billionaire to play esports?"

Qiao Jingjing tilted her chin up and blinked, "So what? It's an honor, okay?"

Chen Cheng shook his head. He was someone who didn't even care about Time Magazine and even wanted to avoid it; she wanted him to play games under the spotlight.

Spare me.

This buddy has so many girlfriends, and I don't want to get doxxed.

"Esports has very high age requirements."

Chen Cheng tilted his head, looking at the player boxes below the screen, "How old do you think they are?"

Qiao Jingjing looked at the close-up of the players' faces, thought for a moment, and tentatively replied, "Twenty-something?"

Chen Cheng shook his head, "From the moment esports players can start competing, they only have a golden period of three to five years. After 25, they are definitely considered 'old' players, the living fossils of their teams."

"The ones you're going to play against: one is eighteen, two are nineteen, and one is twenty."

Qiao Jingjing's eyes almost popped out, "Ten years younger than me?"

Chen Cheng nodded with a smile, "Do you feel the pressure?"

Qiao Jingjing pursed her lips, "So what? Anyway, I don't think they'd necessarily be able to beat you."

Chen Cheng was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, "You have that much confidence in me?"

Qiao Jingjing nodded without hesitation, "Yeah. You can pick up a new hero just by reading their skills once."

"And you can remember everyone's ultimate cooldowns and summoner spell cooldowns on the opposing team, as long as you've seen them use them."

"I've never seen anyone with better memory and learning ability than you."

At this moment, Chen Cheng couldn't hide his grin; what could be more satisfying than a top-tier celebrity showering you with compliments?

Uh... maybe there is...

Like, blowing something else.

Qiao Jingjing suddenly remembered the match, "Hey, there's a semi-final in two days, let's go watch it offline."

Chen Cheng thought about his schedule, "I need to confirm with my secretary if there's any conflict that day."

"The day after tomorrow at 7 PM."

Chen Cheng thought about it. The day after tomorrow, it's not the weekend.

It's in the evening, so that works.

He nodded, "The day after tomorrow should be fine."

Qiao Jingjing's lips curved, and her eyes widened, "Really?"

"Yeah."

"Then I'll ask Sister Ling to get two tickets from the organizers for me."

Chen Cheng nodded. Even though Chen Cheng could arrange this kind of thing.

But since Qiao Jingjing could handle it, there was no need for Chen Cheng to call Li Na.

After speaking, Qiao Jingjing sent a voice message to Sister Ling using green bubble.

The two chatted while watching the match.

"In the next team fight, how should the blue side play?"

Chen Cheng suddenly asked out of the blue.

"Huh?"

Qiao Jingjing turned her head in a daze, her face almost making intimate contact with Chen Cheng's.

Their eyes met, and the air instantly froze.

Qiao Jingjing only felt an itch in her throat and could only hear the thumping of her own heart.

Chen Cheng swallowed, then leaned in toward Qiao Jingjing's red lips.

Feeling Chen Cheng's movements, Qiao Jingjing didn't dodge; instead, she closed her eyes in anticipation.

Moving slowly closer, Chen Cheng pressed his lips against hers.

The moment they made contact, Qiao Jingjing felt a tingling sensation spread through her entire body.

Chen Cheng's kiss was very gentle and shallow.

Bit by bit... he stirred her emotions.

Slowly, Qiao Jingjing raised her arms and wrapped them around Chen Cheng's neck.