Jiang Pengfei looked at Old Madam, then at his wife and daughter, feeling immense pressure.

After thinking for a moment, he still took out his phone and logged into his Tonghua app.

Glaring at Jiang Nansun, he handed the phone directly to her, "You were the one who insisted on seeing it."

Jiang Nansun frowned and took the phone; clearly, the turn of events was unexpected for her.

When she saw the total account assets of over 50 million and a total profit/loss of -24 million, she froze.

It was indeed a loss, but not exaggerated; the loss was around 32%, still within a manageable range.

It was just as he had said earlier—he was trapped.

But in this matter, Chen Cheng had absolutely no reason to lie to me.

Could his judgment have been wrong?

Had it not reached the point of no return?

Then why did he introduce me to Li Yifan?

The more Jiang Nansun thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, even having the urge to vomit.

Seeing her dazed, Jiang Pengfei snatched the phone back, "Well?"

"Now you know how much money the family has."

Jiang Nansun stood there awkwardly.

Having intimidated Jiang Nansun, Jiang Pengfei put on airs and handed the phone to Old Madam, "Mom, let's agree on this: I showed it to you, so you can't get angry."

"Although there is some loss, it is only temporary. As long as we don't sell, it will eventually rise back up."

"The economy, you see, it all fluctuates in cycles. These stocks are the same, fluctuating with the economic cycle."

Old Madam waved her hand; she could tell from her granddaughter's reaction.

'It's nothing serious.'

Turning her head to look at her granddaughter, who was standing there awkwardly like she was being punished, she sighed, shook her head, and said, "Alright, I'm going to rest."

Jiang Pengfei immediately put on a 'filial lackey' expression with a bright smile on his face, "Hey, Mom, let me help you into your room."

Watching Jiang Pengfei's retreating figure, Jiang Nansun's eyes narrowed, "Mom, I'm going out for a bit."

After greeting Dai Yin, she turned and walked towards the foyer.

Rewinding time to half an hour ago.

Chen Cheng walked into the courtyard and glanced up at the attic; it was pitch black with no lights on.

"Is she still asleep, or has she left?"

Chen Cheng muttered to himself and went into the house.

He turned on the light, saw the high heels on the floor, and glanced at his watch.

He muttered, "It's already past nine; this girl can really sleep."

He changed into slippers and went upstairs.

Walking into the attic, he heard steady breathing before he even turned on the light.

Borrowing the faint light from the stairwell, he took a look; it was only Zhu Suosuo.

Eleven had left at some point.

Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, feeling a hint of guilt.

This morning, his brain hadn't kept up with his soul; he had just taken her first time, and then...

"Sigh," Scum Cheng sighed, "Give her some time to digest it."

He turned and went downstairs to pour a glass of water; it had been six or seven hours since he had gone downstairs in the afternoon.

Which meant Zhu Suosuo had been sleeping for six or seven hours.

She was probably thirsty and hungry by now.

He placed the glass on the nightstand, turned on the wall lamp, leaned over, sat on the bed, and began to examine Zhu Suosuo's sleeping face.

A standard oval face, phoenix eyes slightly upturned, a high bridge of the nose, full apple cheeks, and full lips.

The high skull crown made the skull proportions approach the golden ratio.

Viewed from the side, the contour line from her forehead to the tip of her nose and down to her chin was like a continuous distant peak in a landscape painting, both angular and soft.

After a while, perhaps sensing someone watching her, Zhu Suosuo slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing who it was, she immediately showed a terrified expression, instinctively pulling the corner of the quilt and shrinking back.

Chen Cheng watched her small movements, the corners of his mouth curling up, "Awake?"

"Sleeping for so long, aren't you hungry?"

"Gulp~" Zhu Suosuo swallowed nervously, exhaled, and then spoke slowly:

"What time is it?"

"It's nine-thirty in the evening."

"Growl~" A sound of her stomach rumbling came; Zhu Suosuo was stunned for a moment, then a smile curled on her lips, "Now that you mention it, I really am a bit hungry."

Chen Cheng smiled, glancing at the other side of the bed, "When did Eleven leave?"

Zhu Suosuo rolled her eyes, "Probably past seven; I woke up once when she got out of bed."

Chen Cheng nodded; Eleven had fallen asleep first and gotten up first, reasonable.

He raised his hand and patted her, "Get up, there's soup stewing in the pot downstairs," he said with a smile, "to help you recover."

Recover?

Zhu Suosuo's fair face immediately turned red.

Serving this stamina monster and size/depth monster, she really did need to recover.

She felt like she was broken.

But...

Zhu Suosuo instinctively pressed her legs together and bit her lip slightly.

That feeling where even her soul was trembling, it was so good...

For a moment, infinite spring hung between Zhu Suosuo's brows and eyes; she raised her jade-like arms, "Then carry me downstairs; I don't have any strength right now."

Chen Cheng chuckled and frowned slightly, "Put on your clothes first."

Zhu Suosuo was stunned, "My clothes seem to be still on the second floor..."

"..."

Chen Cheng was speechless, got up, and went downstairs to get her clothes.

Zhu Suosuo watched Chen Cheng's retreating figure, a silly smile on her lips.

A man who is handsome, strong, has a good body, and is rich, simply...

Zhu Suosuo felt a wave of desire hit her and raised her right leg to press it over her left.

Before long, Chen Cheng returned and handed Zhu Suosuo her underwear.

He asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"

Shower?

Zhu Suosuo was startled, her body shrinking back, "C-can we do that another day?"

Chen Cheng rolled his eyes at her, knowing she had misunderstood, and snorted, "Don't overestimate your own charm!"

At these words, Zhu Suosuo was not only not angry but actually breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, it's not that urgent, and I don't have a change of clothes. I'll just wash when I go back."

Chen Cheng nodded, going along with it.

While putting on her underwear, Zhu Suosuo blinked at Chen Cheng, "Then help me put on my pants."

Chen Cheng was stunned and looked at her.

This must be what they mean by "bad at it but loves to play."

"I think you don't want to go back."

She was just teasing Chen Cheng; seeing that he didn't take the bait, Zhu Suosuo immediately smiled sheepishly, "No, I want to go back, I want to go back."

Before long, Zhu Suosuo was dressed; it was the same black turtleneck sweater and jeans she had worn when she arrived in the morning.

She opened her arms towards Chen Cheng, shy and smiling, "Hug~"

Chen Cheng shook his head helplessly, reached out, and scooped her up by the waist. Zhu Suosuo instinctively wrapped her arms around Chen Cheng's neck, and her long, straight legs wrapped around his waist.

Chen Cheng turned and walked downstairs.

Zhu Suosuo rested her chin on his shoulder, greedily inhaling his scent, and blinked.

Looking at the tissues on the floor by the bed, her expression suddenly froze; she swallowed and asked slowly:

"What if I get pregnant?"