Hmm?

Exceptionally gifted?

What does that mean?

Jiang Nansun's brows furrowed.

It took her a long while to realize, and a blush instantly rushed to her face as she barked at Chen Cheng, "Disgusting!"

Chen Cheng didn't mind and shook his head calmly. "Little girl, it's understandable that you don't know the mystery within."

Since Jiang Nansun didn't react for a long time just now, Chen Cheng guessed that even though Zhang Anren had been dating her for two and a half years, they hadn't even...

Hahahaha~

"You!"

Jiang Nansun, her face flushed with shame, glared at him with her large eyes.

With a smirk on his face, Chen Cheng stopped talking and seriously watched the match between the two on the court.

In this business-like match, they were playing back and forth.

Jiang Nansun shut down. She had just suspected he was just talking big, but seeing how serious he looked now, it felt like it might be true.

She curled her lip in disgust. "You really are such a scumbag."

Chen Cheng replied indifferently, "It's a matter of mutual consent; what's there to be a scumbag about?"

"Although they can't possess me entirely, they can get many things they want but can't obtain on their own."

"Isn't it good for everyone to get what they need?"

Jiang Nansun said with great disdain, "Money, right?"

Chen Cheng shook his head. "You're right, but not entirely. A relationship without material support is unstable."

"Conversely, a relationship with only material things and no emotion is also unstable."

As he spoke, Chen Cheng's face broke into a smile, lost in reminiscence. "To be honest, I like every one of them quite a bit."

"Then your heart is really spacious, like a group rental house," Jiang Nansun said, speechless.

Chen Cheng's lip twitched. As expected of a university student, her insults were quite foul.

But Chen Cheng didn't care. Let her curse; he was the one enjoying himself.

Jiang Nansun raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "Then do they like you?"

Chen Cheng smiled. "Love is reciprocal."

"Those who want money will only get money. Those who give love will likewise receive love."

"..."

Jiang Nansun understood this. This guy wasn't stupid; those who only loved his money would only get money, and a fixed amount at that.

But those who gave him their emotions could receive reciprocal feelings, and besides money, there were infinite possibilities.

"You really are a businessman," Jiang Nansun curled her lip, speechless.

Chen Cheng wasn't ashamed. "I am a businessman by nature. Thank you for the recognition."

Jiang Nansun rolled her eyes and ignored him, turning to watch Zhang Anren and Lilian play.

Seeing her silent, Chen Cheng's phone happened to ring. He picked it up and took a look.

[Are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner to express my gratitude for the matter with the old man.]

The message was a text from Li Na. While Chen Cheng was thinking about how to reply, Li Na added another line.

[At home.]

Chen Cheng's eyes lit up, and a lewd smile curled on his lips.

It seemed his "buck-passing scumbag" approach was working.

[Okay, send me the address on green bubble.]

He glanced at Jiang Nansun, whose face was puffed with anger, and his eyes darted around as he asked:

"I think it's better if you treat me to that meal you owe me separately."

"Huh?" Jiang Nansun turned back in confusion. "You just agreed."

"Did I just agree?"

"Uh..." Jiang Nansun was stifled; he indeed hadn't explicitly agreed.

Chen Cheng looked at Zhang Anren running back and forth on the court and sneered. "Mainly, I don't like eating with men either."

He clapped his hands and looked at her. "Little Weakling, are we still playing?"

"If we're still playing, I'll accompany you for one more round. If not, this buddy is going back to shower; I have a date tonight."

A date?

Jiang Nansun was stunned. No wonder he changed his mind. She huffed angrily, "Which girlfriend of yours called you?"

Chen Cheng was very frank. "Not that. It's my assistant."

"I helped her handle something a few days ago, so she's planning to treat me to dinner to thank me."

"Assistant?" Jiang Nansun muttered in confusion.

"Are we playing or not?" Chen Cheng urged.

"Play!" She hadn't won a single game; she couldn't let him go like this. She huffed angrily, "I'll smash you to death."

Chen Cheng's lip twitched as he shook his head. Princess Jiang only had her stubborn mouth left.

Jiang Nansun's tennis level was only amateur; she was okay for an amateur match.

To win against Chen Cheng, he would have to let her.

This set, Chen Cheng actually let her win.

Although she knew Chen Cheng was letting her win, she still felt delighted.

Chen Cheng packed his things and left.

Before long, Zhang Anren and Lilian, having finished their second set, also came off the court to rest.

"Why did Teacher Chen leave? I wanted to play a set with him," Zhang Anren asked as he walked over to Jiang Nansun.

There was a hint of unconscious reproach in his tone.

Jiang Nansun didn't sense anything different in his tone; she just looked at Lilian and then at Zhang Anren.

You play with him?

You really were focused on playing with Lilian, so concentrated that you didn't look over here at all.

That guy's skill is significantly higher than the most expensive coach I've ever used.

You?

With that guy's personality, he definitely wouldn't let you win. It wouldn't be good if you lost embarrassingly then.

Jiang Nansun curled her lip. "Oh~ Teacher Chen had a sudden appointment, so he left first."

After saying that, Jiang Nansun smiled and handed a bottle of water to Lilian. "Lilian, are you still playing?"

"No. Let's go eat, shall we? My treat."

Lilian glanced at Zhang Anren. "Sure, what are we eating?"

The three of them packed up and left the tennis court.

Jiang Nansun looked at where Eleven had parked earlier, blinked, and took out her phone.

Zhang Anren was still on the side analyzing the swing motion for Lilian.

Lilian had been holding back her laughter.

She had been playing tennis since she was four and was a National Second-Class Athlete.

It was quite comical for an amateur like Zhang Anren to give her technical guidance.

When it comes to playing, there aren't really any standard movements; whatever suits you is best.

Obviously, Zhang Anren, who started late and had a rigid personality, hadn't grasped this level yet.

He glanced at the silent Jiang Nansun and asked, "Jiang Nansun, what are you looking at so intently?"

"Huh?" Jiang Nansun was startled and hurriedly turned to look at Lilian with a smile. "Oh, nothing, just looking at some gossip on Weibo."

Jiang Nansun smiled awkwardly and quickly turned off her phone screen.

Chen Cheng returned to Fuxing Road, took a shower, and then went to the location Li Na sent.

Chen Cheng watched Jiang Nansun's fluctuating favorability rating, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Boss, we're here."

Chen Cheng looked out the car window; they were right at the entrance of the underground garage unit.

He turned back to Eleven. "Alright, you can go home now. No need to worry about me."

Hmm?

Eleven's lip twitched unnaturally.

She swallowed and squeezed out a smile, nodding.

"Okay!"

Chen Cheng returned her smile and pushed the door open to get out.

Stepping into the elevator, Chen Cheng heard the notification in his mind and gave a wry smile.

He muttered, "This girl is playing on a roller coaster, up one moment and down the next."

Well, Eleven's favorability rating had actually dropped just now.

It was originally 82, but suddenly dropped to 80.

"Looks like I need to put it on the agenda!"

"Hmm~ the agenda!"