In the morning, Chen Cheng was preparing to go out with Zou Yu and Guan Juer.

Guan Juer hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Brother Cheng, have you seen Qiu Yingying lately?"

Chen Cheng shook his head. "No, I've been way too busy lately."

"Isn't she working at Fan Shengmei's snack shop?"

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Guan Juer waved her hand. "It has nothing to do with Sister Fan," she said, sounding a bit hesitant, "It's just that..."

Chen Cheng frowned. "Just say it!"

"Well... Qiu Yingying has been getting cosmetic procedures lately."

"It's like she's obsessed."

"No matter how I try to persuade her, she won't listen."

Huh? Cosmetic procedures?

If Guan Juer couldn't help but tell him, it probably wasn't just simple cosmetic work.

Chen Cheng immediately felt annoyed. Did she have some serious illness?

Was he giving her too much money? Nowhere to spend it?

Although Scum Cheng was too busy to see her, he still gave her money every month.

She had money and time.

So, day after day, she would just think about fixing up her face, working out, becoming beautiful, and wanting to be the main character.

Working out? With Qiu Yingying's lazy nature, could she even keep it up?

So all that was left was to "do" her face.

It was just having too much money to burn.

Seeing that Chen Cheng hadn't spoken for a while, Guan Juer pursed her lips and spoke slowly:

"Well... the template for the cosmetic procedures... is still Jingjing."

Huh? Huh?? Huh???

Chen Cheng's pupils dilated in shock, his face full of disbelief. "Doesn't she know about my relationship with Jingjing?"

"What kind of madness is this?"

Guan Juer's mouth twitched, her face flushed slightly, and she gave a coquettish hum. "Hmph, you playing games with Jingjing—she was the one who told me."

Chen Cheng: "..."

He keenly sensed the smell of vinegar in the air.

"Uh... I'll send her a message later and talk to her."

Guan Juer nodded. "Okay, then I'm off." After saying that, she kissed Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng smiled, affectionately patting her head.

"Go on~"

Guan Juer drove the silver Porsche 911 Targa out of the courtyard gate.

Chen Cheng and Zou Yu also got into the back seat of the pullman.

Looking out the car window, Chen Cheng felt annoyed thinking about Qiu Yingying getting cosmetic procedures.

As a red-hot celebrity, there were probably many women who got cosmetic procedures to look like Qiao Jingjing.

But Chen Cheng never imagined that the women around him would do such a thing.

It wasn't like she didn't know about his relationship with Qiao Jingjing.

Was it really an innate subconscious desire to compare herself with Qiao Jingjing?

In another timeline, fans of this type were particularly fond of comparing their own idol with this recognized beauty of the domestic entertainment industry.

The more they compared, the more they "did" their faces, and the stiffer they became.

Zou Yu turned her head, looked at Chen Cheng, and spoke slowly:

"It's not like you like her that much; why not do as you did with Xiao Yu and part on good terms?"

"Uh..."

Chen Cheng was silent for a moment. If he dumped another woman and it angered her fans, what then?

One report, and the book would be gone.

He had worked hard to write over a million words; he really felt the pain.

However, Scum Cheng was really, damn, too busy to handle it all.

Not to mention other places, there were over a dozen in Shanghai alone. If he spent time with one a day, he couldn't even get through the rotation in a week.

The only way to break the deadlock was that some of the good sisters had been turned into employees by Scum Cheng. Working together was also a form of spending time together.

Chen Cheng pondered for a few seconds, thought about it seriously, and spoke slowly:

"How about this: I'll talk to her first, and cut her monthly allowance in half for next month."

"If she's still not clear-headed, then we'll do as you said."

Zou Yu pouted. "Fine~"

As far as Zou Yu knew, those who received a monthly allowance from Chen Cheng included Qiu Yingying, Zhu Suosuo, Ming Zhen, Xing Lu, and He Zhinan.

As for the others, they either had salaries, houses, or other benefits.

Or they were simply gluttonous; once they had tasted the best, they didn't want to eat inferior goods anymore.

Regarding this point, according to Zou Yu's own intuition, all of his women had a bit of this mindset.

Once they tasted it, they couldn't bear to let it go.

Actually, one couldn't blame Qiu Yingying; she was originally a love-struck girl without an independent spiritual core.

She had been taken by Scum Cheng and given money.

Her whole person was being supported by the "scum."

In an instant, her whole body and mind were trapped.

Scum Cheng was like an emperor picking his concubines; if she couldn't see Chen Cheng for a long time, and he didn't really contact her, how could Qiu Yingying not let her mind wander?

Slowly, she became insecure, started to mope, and acted like she had lost her soul.

Chen Cheng thought about it; just talking wasn't enough; he had to keep her busy so she wouldn't have time to think about these messy things.

He took out his phone and called Fan Shengmei.

As soon as the call connected, Fan Shengmei's charming voice came through the receiver.

"My dear Chen, you finally have time to call me."

Chen Cheng chuckled, annoyed. "I think your skin is itching."

Fan Shengmei wasn't afraid at all. "That's right... why don't you come find me to play? I happen to be at home, so you don't need to run back."

This brazen attitude over the phone left Chen Cheng with black lines on his forehead.

He said coldly, "Be serious."

"Oh~" As soon as Fan Shengmei heard his tone, she knew he wasn't calling to flirt with her.

"Find something for Qiu Yingying to do; don't let her be too idle."

"Can you do it?"

"Yes!" Fan Shengmei agreed without hesitation. As she spoke, a charming laugh came from the phone. "Since you've commanded it, no matter how difficult, I'll find a way to get it done."

Chen Cheng's mouth curled up slightly; he was very satisfied with her attitude.

"Alright, that's it."

"Hey, wait a second." Fan Shengmei cleared her throat. "Um, are you free tonight? I recently learned a new dish; want me to make it for you to taste?"

Chen Cheng felt a surge of heat in his heart and raised an eyebrow. "We'll see if I'm free."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Among all his women now, the originally slightly plump Fan Shengmei had become the one with the best figure.

With a protruding front and a perky back, full breasts, a willow-thin waist, and large, perky buttocks.

She was not inferior to the figures in manga.

She benefited from being slightly plump originally; just losing a bit of weight brought her to her peak.

"Phew~" On the other end of the line, Fan Shengmei exhaled, suppressing the restlessness in her heart.

This person had been back for so long, and had only come once; she really missed him.

Fan Shengmei stood in place, dazed for a long time, involuntarily recalling what happened last time with him.

After a long while, Fan Shengmei finally snapped out of it and quickly walked into the bathroom.

She had also just woken up and was preparing to go out to discuss business.

On Chen Cheng's side, after hanging up, he thought again about whether there were any other people who were too idle.

"From now on, leave the monthly allowance, buying gifts, and such things to Ming Zhen and Xing Lu."

"Don't let her and Xing Lu be too idle."

"When people are too idle, they have too many thoughts."

Huh?

Zou Yu was clearly stunned for a moment; this was decentralization.

Seeing that she didn't immediately respond, Chen Cheng, being quick-witted, immediately thought of the reason and added:

"You should focus your energy on the company's business."

Hearing this, Zou Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief; she almost thought that she had been loose-lipped just now and made him unhappy.

She nodded. "Okay."