Chen Cheng curled the corner of his mouth slightly. Putting on an act of innocence with me?

He picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Fan Shengmei, "It's fine, drink whatever you like. We're just out to relax today."

Fan Shengmei hesitated for a moment, but still took the glass and took a light sip.

Chen Cheng watched Fan Shengmei, thinking: This woman really doesn't let any opportunity slip by.

However, he was actually a bit curious about just how far Fan Shengmei would go to climb the social ladder...

Having frequented bars for years, Fan Shengmei naturally recognized that none of the drinks on the coffee table were cheap.

The cheap ones were thousands, and the expensive ones were tens of thousands.

After scanning them twice, she could see that the only ones really out to have fun at this table were Chen Cheng and that middle-aged man holding a young girl.

These girls were all PRs from the nightclub.

Their eyes flickered with a different kind of light when they looked at Chen Cheng.

The wine glasses in their hands clinked gently, making a crisp sound.

"Cheers~"

The two clinked glasses back and forth, and before long, Fan Shengmei's cheeks gradually flushed, and her eyes became hazy.

She leaned her body slightly towards Chen Cheng, rested her head against his ear, patted his chest with one hand, and whispered, "Hahaha, you are so bad."

Just now, Chen Cheng had told her a joke.

Chen Cheng: "A long time ago, there was a group of little eunuchs..."

Seeing Chen Cheng not speaking for a long time, Fan Shengmei pressed him: "And then what?"

"There's nothing below~"

Fan Shengmei quickly realized what he meant and burst into laughter.

He turned his head slightly, leaning closer to Fan Shengmei, feeling her breath and warm aura.

There was a faint scent of perfume on her body, though it was hard to say exactly what it smelled like.

But this mature scent was truly intoxicating.

As for looks, Scum didn't really have a preference for this type.

But classmate Fan Shengmei had a figure that hid her feet when she looked down.

What more could you ask for?

Su Jianren also noticed Fan Shengmei. Just earlier, he had asked two other tall, slender girls to drink with Chen Cheng, but Chen Cheng had sent them all away.

Now, upon returning to the booth and seeing Fan Shengmei, he was secretly surprised. So, the junior brother liked this type.

He didn't want those young girls with perky fronts and backs, thin waists, long legs, and hot figures, but now he was chatting heatedly with a slightly plump woman.

So he likes this type of girl.

"Junior brother, who is this?" Su Jianren asked with a chuckle, no signs of drunkenness on his face.

"A neighbor. We just happened to run into each other, so we're having a drink." After saying that, Chen Cheng whispered into Fan Shengmei's ear: "President Su of the Binjiang Branch of Shenmao Bank."

A bank president?

Fan Shengmei's gaze became fiery as she looked at Su Jianren, though it vanished in an instant, afraid of losing composure and causing displeasure.

Fan Shengmei stood up somewhat restrainedly, raised her glass, and said to Su Jianren with a flowery smile: "President Su, hello. I am Fan Shengmei, Little Fan, I am President Chen's... neigh... bor. Yes."

Chen Cheng didn't mind introducing some connections to Fan Shengmei.

Because even if he introduced them to her, she might not be able to handle them, and it could also show off his own strength to Fan Shengmei.

Must say, Scum was full of schemes in his heart.

He is so bad~

"Miss Fan, hello~"

Su Jianren smiled on the surface, clinked glasses with Fan Shengmei, and greeted her without much enthusiasm.

In Fan Shengmei's eyes, this was just the aloofness of a superior, so she didn't mind.

After the two finished their drinks and sat back in the booth, Fan Shengmei's gaze towards Chen Cheng became even more infatuated.

A bank president as a junior brother... teaching Qu Xiaoxiao a lesson...

Connecting these two things, Fan Shengmei immediately knew that this Handsome guy was extraordinary.

Rich and handsome, isn't this exactly the person she had always been looking for?

"Junior brother, what do you think? Shall we head out?" Su Jianren had played for a while and was feeling a bit listless.

Ever since he saw Zhou Lin at Dai Qiye's funeral that day, he had become somewhat restless, unable to eat or sleep, haunted by her memory.

At night, he would always dream of returning to his student days, seeing that former first love, Li Ying.

He had originally wanted to come out and play to distract himself, but found that the days of debauchery he used to enjoy had become dull and tasteless.

Looking at other girls, he always felt it wasn't the same.

"Are you satisfied, Senior brother?" Since he was originally there to keep him company, Chen Cheng was naturally ready to leave at any time.

"I have to work..." Su Jianren raised his hand and gestured to his watch.

Chen Cheng gave a knowing smile; this old Su was really quite interesting.

Work? Would he care about that?

"Alright, let's go."

As he spoke, Chen Cheng stood up and looked at Fan Shengmei, "Big Beauty Fan, are you coming with us? Or are you waiting for friends?"

Fan Shengmei had almost forgotten who had called her here. Her eyes were hazy, appearing intoxicated, and she laughed, "I'm the same as President Su, I have to work."

Chen Cheng smiled and said nothing.

He waved over a waiter to store the unfinished wine for Su Jianren.

Su Jianren didn't refuse, acting as if he didn't see it.

After seeing Su Jianren off, Chen Cheng said to Fan Shengmei, who was leaning dizzily in his arms: "What do you say, Big Beauty Fan?"

Usually, Fan Shengmei was the type who wouldn't release the hawk until she saw the rabbit, but today, Chen Cheng's performance had clearly far exceeded her expectations.

Someone like this definitely wasn't lacking beautiful women around him, so she couldn't afford to be treated as a sucker, otherwise, a swarm of vixens would turn around and snatch the food.

Forget it, take him down in one go and worry about the rest later.

At this moment, her face was flushed, somewhat shy, and she buried herself in Chen Cheng's arms without speaking.

Chen Cheng curled his lips; then I won't be polite.

Chen Cheng had the designated driver take them both to a nearby hotel.

Once inside the room, they were like dry wood and raging fire, devouring each other, with clothes flying into the air one by one.

The next day.

Chen Cheng sat in the car and transferred ten thousand yuan to Fan Shengmei.

[Great Beauty Fan: What kind of person do you take me for?]

Chen Cheng curled his lips, let out a scoff, and transferred another ten thousand.

[Great Beauty Fan: Did you misunderstand me?]

Chen Cheng transferred another ten thousand.

( ⊙ o ⊙ ) ...

Fan Shengmei's breath hitched. After some thought, her fingers danced nimbly on the screen.

[You are shameless!]

She wanted to accept it, but she had to play hard to get.

Chen Cheng got excited and tapped his fingers to transfer another twenty thousand.

Perhaps even Yan Zu would curse him for inflating prices, but right now, Scum really didn't treat money as money.

Fan Shengmei's breath hitched.

Fifty thousand. Even working myself to death for a year, I might not be able to save that much money.

But if I accept this money, then in the eyes of that guy surnamed Chen, I would really become a prostitute.

Just then, Chen Cheng sent a message.

[What are you thinking about? Giving you money is so you can dress up and take care of yourself, buy some clothes and bags. Next time I take you out, you can't embarrass me.]

He's given you a way out, are you going to take it or not?

Next time?

Fan Shengmei lay on the big hotel bed, looking at the cheap knock-offs on the floor.

Her mind began to calculate.

Saying there's a next time, does that mean he's still interested in me?

After thinking for a while, Fan Shengmei hardened her heart and tapped the phone screen fiercely.

Let's just eat what's in front of me first, never mind what happens later. If he never looks for me again, and I don't accept this money today, then I'd really be the one losing out.

When she saw the notification that the transfer was successful, a complex emotion welled up in her heart.

She knew what this money meant to her.

Usually, she would receive gifts and then take them out, but accepting money directly was a different nature.

But he gave really too much.

Chen Cheng revealed a brilliant smile, "I really am good at judging people."

How could a TV drama possibly show all of Fan Shengmei's dark side? If it did, the scale would be too large, and it would be hard to redeem her.

When her family was being dunned for debt, Qu Lianjie slept with her after two meals and a gift of eight or ten thousand.

Chen Cheng smashed fifty thousand at her directly; how could Fan Shengmei have any strength to resist? She only had the part of accepting the reward of the pounding.

On the way back, Chen Cheng didn't drive himself; he called a designated driver.

The wine from last night might not have worn off by morning. One might be sober, but the large amount of residual alcohol in the blood surely hadn't been digested yet.

Moreover, the cops were all on duty in the morning. If caught, it could mean six months, so it's better not to take that risk.

After Fan Shengmei got up and washed up, she looked at herself in the mirror, feeling that her charm was still there, her heart leaping with joy, feeling very satisfied.

Unconsciously, she murmured: "Could what he said be true? Does his thing really have beauty and anti-aging effects?"

Thinking of how hard that man worked last night, she felt a bit shy and a bit smug.