Chen Cheng stared at these five words, momentarily stunned, before immediately realizing something.

He was aware that Qiu Yingying played games.

Especially recently, with jobs being hard to find and Chen Cheng giving her spending money from time to time, Qiu Yingying had become a bit lazy and unmotivated.

The corner of Chen Cheng's mouth twitched, sensing something.

"Has she arrived?"

"What has arrived?" Qiao Jingjing turned her head to glance at him.

Chen Cheng revealed a smile, shook his head, "It's nothing."

Qiao Jingjing blinked her large eyes, a smile playing on her lips as she asked Chen Cheng:

"I pulled you up on stage; you're not angry, are you?"

Chen Cheng raised his hand, intending to pinch her chin. Qiao Jingjing shook her head playfully, "Ah, I still have makeup on my face."

Chen Cheng smiled, grabbed her hand, "Guess why I went on stage without any surprise at all."

Qiao Jingjing widened her eyes, "You already knew the organizers would disable a player?"

Chen Cheng shook his head, "Guessed they'd give more people exposure."

"In the prize draw box, even you might have been drawn to disable the opponent's highest damage player's right."

Qiao Jingjing lifted her chin, pouting as if somewhat unhappy, "There's nothing you don't know. No fun."

Chen Cheng smiled inwardly, 'Bro has seen the plot, still understands a bit of the organizers' tricks.'

Qiao Jingjing looked at her phone again, pausing for a moment upon seeing the trending topic #Qiao Jingjing's Classmate.

"Good thing you were quick-witted and wore a mask."

Chen Cheng glanced at her phone and smiled, "Actually, it's not much use. Those who are determined will quickly dox me."

In fact, Chen Cheng had thought of this matter after Qiao Jingjing's contract termination made headlines.

Later, Qiao Jingjing's fans would surely dig into Qiao Jingjing's new company.

By then, they might discover the connection to Company Name in the middle.

This was also why Chen Cheng tacitly agreed to accompany Qiao Jingjing to the competition.

Since things were bound to happen, it was better to control the direction of events.

Chen Cheng had already prepared some scandals to overshadow the trending topic.

He had also set up multiple layers of equity isolation for Starlight.

Now, relying solely on gossipmongers and unofficial forces, it was impossible to trace it back to Chen Cheng.

Looking at the posts from fans using the topic, Qiao Jingjing's mouth was practically grinning from ear to ear.

[#Qiao Jingjing's Classmate# Jingjing, your classmate isn't bad, guaranteed good IQ and height, good for future generations. Start dating, play games together, don't be a single dog anymore.]

...

As she scrolled, sure enough, some people were trying to dig up information on Chen Cheng.

Qiao Jingjing blinked and looked at Chen Cheng, "I'll have Sister Ling take down this trending topic."

Chen Cheng nodded. Qiao Jingjing had come to the venue to participate in the competition today and answered some questions about her whereabouts; there were already enough trending topics.

This irrelevant, masked person's trending topic was easy to remove.

Returning to Qiao Jingjing's home, Chen Cheng didn't hesitate, wrapping his arm around her soft waist.

He lowered his head, kissing her cheek, the tip of her nose, her lips...

Jacket, shawl, tie... piece by piece, clothing slowly slipped off as the two moved.

This time, Chen Cheng didn't hold back; he intended to quickly conclude the battle here.

...

In less than forty minutes, Chen Cheng took his jacket and went downstairs.

Qiao Jingjing became the first to experience the complete version.

Waiting in the underground garage, Eleven watched him get into the passenger seat, puffing out her cheeks and giving him a glare, "Aren't you tired?"

Chen Cheng didn't speak, leaning over, holding her arm, and kissed her thin lips.

Eleven's eyes instantly widened.

In less than ten seconds, she was conquered by Scum Cheng's kissing skills and chose to follow her body's instincts.

She raised her arms, responding passionately.

Only when they were somewhat breathless did they separate.

Chen Cheng didn't immediately sit back. Instead, his right hand gently stroked Eleven's fair cheek, his gaze tender as he looked at her from a distance of about two fists away.

"Be good~ Let's not be upset~"

Eleven's face was flushed red at this moment. She pursed her lips as if savoring the feeling.

Having tasted the marrow, that feeling was too tantalizing.

Eleven swallowed, suppressing her stirring heart, and nodded faintly, "Mhm~"

Chen Cheng's words gave Eleven another feeling—you are special, don't be like other women who get upset.

It instantly put Eleven on a pedestal.

Plus, she followed Chen Cheng every day, knew many of his secrets, so her feelings were already different.

Instantly... well, 'I am his most trusted woman. At times like this, I should be gracious and not bother him.'

Without needing Chen Cheng to comfort or explain, Eleven talked herself into understanding.

Chen Cheng smiled softly and said, "Let's drive."

Eleven nodded gently.

Chen Cheng sat back in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and Eleven stepped on the gas, leaving the underground garage.

Chen Cheng returned to 1288, entered the password, and opened the door. Inside was pitch black, as if no one was home.

He raised his hand to glance at his watch; it was just past Eleven.

Asleep already?

Chen Cheng was momentarily stunned.

He changed his shoes, entered the room, tossed his suit jacket onto the living room sofa, and went upstairs.

With light steps, he entered the master bedroom.

The lights were off in the room. Some moonlight spilled in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He glanced around and immediately spotted a person lying on the floor by the window.

And there was someone on the bed.

Chen Cheng focused his gaze and recognized the slender figure lying on her side in the moonlight as Guan Juer.

Then the one on the bed must be Qiu Yingying.

Chen Cheng blinked, already guessing the sequence of events.

Qiu Yingying had comforted her and stayed with her to sleep, but fell asleep herself, while Guan Juer couldn't sleep.

"Sigh~"

Scum Cheng let out a rare sigh and walked over.

Without a word, he sat down and lay on his side in front of Guan Juer, facing her.

Guan Juer, her tears already dried up and her eyes vacant, only snapped back to reality when she sensed the light being blocked in front of her.

Seeing the person before her, her previously dry eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Chen Cheng still didn't speak, raising his hand to gently stroke Guan Juer's fair cheek.

After who knows how long, perhaps exhausted from crying, Guan Juer wriggled forward and burrowed into Chen Cheng's arms.

Her tone was soft and sticky, tinged with a sob, her voice hoarse, "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Chen Cheng was taken aback. This girl seems a bit yandere; why hadn't he noticed before?

But, somehow, he liked it even more.

A smile touched the corner of Chen Cheng's mouth. With utmost gentleness, he lightly patted her back, soothing her.

His tone was doting, "Silly, my Guan Guan is so gentle, elegant, beautiful, and cute. How could I not want my Guan Guan?"

Guan Juer, from somewhere, found the strength to prop herself up, looking down at Chen Cheng lying on the floor.

"Then what's the deal with that Qiao Jingjing?"

Chen Cheng wasn't in a hurry; a smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The interrogation, it had arrived.

Chen Cheng reached out, pulled Guan Juer back into his arms, and slowly began to speak:

"So you were crying today because of this?"

Guan Juer pouted, holding her breath, not speaking.

Chen Cheng let out a soft chuckle and continued:

"She's my high school classmate, from the same class, and we even shared a desk."