Qiao Xichen nodded, not thinking too much about it.

As they walked along, they happened to pass by the place where Hu Jingjing had jumped off the bridge that day.

Qiao Xichen's expression stiffened instantly, and it took a while after the car drove past for her to relax slightly.

She turned her head and asked Chen Cheng, "Hey, why do you think a sunny and cheerful girl would suddenly commit suicide?"

Chen Cheng frowned, knowing she was talking about Hu Jingjing.

"You mean Hu Jingjing, right?"

Qiao Xichen nodded. "Yeah."

Chen Cheng thought for a moment. "Is it possible that her sunny and cheerful demeanor was all just an act for you all?"

"I don't believe someone would suddenly commit suicide for no reason."

"There must be a reason."

"Either the financial pressure was so great she couldn't breathe, or she was trapped by love, unable to be with the one she loved."

"Didn't you go see her ex-boyfriend the day before yesterday?"

"Did you find out anything?"

Qiao Xichen shook her head. "They weren't together for long, and they had already broken up before Jingjing committed suicide."

"From that guy's account, Sister Nanjia and I both felt he wasn't lying."

Chen Cheng smiled. "Since it wasn't due to love, then check her bank account."

"A person's spending habits can reflect some unknown social connections."

Qiao Xichen's eyes lit up instantly. "Why didn't I think of checking her bank account?"

"Is it possible that you were too worried and couldn't see the situation clearly?"

Qiao Xichen's lips curled into a smile. "Yeah. Maybe so."

She raised an eyebrow, picked up her phone, and said, "I'll tell Sister Nanjia."

"We might need authorization to check that."

Qiao Xichen found Ji Nanjia on green bubble and sent a voice message: "Sister Nanjia, regarding Jingjing's case, my boyfriend said that if it wasn't about a relationship, we could approach it from a financial perspective."

"Let's check Jingjing's bank account. Maybe we can find other social connections of Jingjing that we don't know about."

"And see if there's any issue with Jingjing's financial situation."

As she said this, Qiao Xichen's face flushed slightly. She was talking about others, but her own financial situation also had issues.

Thinking about it, Qiao Xichen's face flushed slightly as she sighed and muttered, "Good thing I got promoted, otherwise I wouldn't know when I'd ever be able to pay back those twenty thousand yuan to him."

"What?"

Qiao Xichen shook her head immediately. "Hm? Nothing."

Chen Cheng didn't press her and continued driving.

Qiao Xichen started calculating in her mind how to pay Chen Cheng back.

She would get twenty-five thousand on payday next month, and after deducting insurance, provident fund, and personal income tax, she would get about eighteen thousand.

After covering food, rent, and transportation, she could pay him back in two months.

Before, it would have taken at least three months to pay back the twenty thousand she borrowed from him.

Thinking about this, the corners of Qiao Xichen's mouth curved into crescents.

The excitement of her promotion and raise surged again.

Not long after, they arrived at a residential complex near Chaoyang Park.

Once they entered the underground garage, Qiao Xichen felt like she had entered the Grand View Garden, her eyes darting from time to time toward the luxury cars in the garage.

But she didn't make a sound, fearing she would show her ignorance.

That's how it is between men and women; they like to compete and compare secretly.

It was the same when Sun Xin went to the class reunion.

She even specifically bought a bag worth over ten thousand just so Chen Cheng wouldn't think she was living poorly and wouldn't want to be outdone by him.

After parking the car, Chen Cheng held Qiao Xichen's hand and walked straight into the elevator lobby.

They went up to the seventh floor and entered the code to open the door.

This was bought the day before yesterday after Zou Yu, Ming Zhen, and Eleven looked at it together.

A 350-square-meter lake-view apartment. The building had eight floors in total, and this unit was on the seventh floor, with a pretty good view.

In the prime location near Chaoyang Park, this was considered a top-tier luxury property in Beijing.

Chen Cheng had originally planned to buy a bachelor apartment of about 100 square meters for Qiao Xichen.

Because he was afraid that buying something too big all at once would scare her.

But then he thought of Han Su, so he ended up buying a large flat instead.

Han Su was handling the luxury mansion in Deep Water Bay, Hong Kong Island. Once that was done and the soft furnishings were set up, Han Su would move in herself.

That villa in Deep Water Bay was 1,500 square meters, worth over two billion.

If he let Qiao Xichen live in a small apartment, it would really be showing favoritism.

"Is this your place?" Qiao Xichen walked into the house, looked at the somewhat empty rooms, and asked with confusion.

Chen Cheng nodded. "Yeah, I just haven't lived here much."

"Ugh," Qiao Xichen leaned back tactically. "That's too much. I'm still living in a shared apartment."

She pouted haughtily. "And you have this large flat that you haven't even lived in much. That's a bit of a humblebrag."

Chen Cheng smiled and shook his head. If he told the truth, they wouldn't believe him anyway.

It wasn't just that he hadn't lived in this house; this was actually Chen Cheng's first time here.

Yesterday and today, Ming Zhen and Eleven had been busy all day with people from the furniture store to get the furniture mostly set up.

Otherwise, there wouldn't even be a sofa here.

"Want something to drink?"

Chen Cheng led Qiao Xichen straight into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Qiao Xichen glanced at the fridge and grabbed a coconut juice.

"I've been taste-testing new products lately, and I've become a bit addicted to coconut juice."

Chen Cheng gave her a discerning look. "New products?"

Qiao Xichen immediately interrupted, "Stop, skip this topic."

"It involves trade secrets."

Chen Cheng smiled, quite satisfied with her reaction.

Being able to keep company secrets even from those close to you is very important.

Many leaks happen because the person involved can't keep their mouth shut, tells their partner, and then the partner blabs about it outside.

Thereby causing the secret to be compromised.

"Alright, I won't ask then."

Chen Cheng took Qiao Xichen around to look at the place.

Ming Zhen was experienced, and in two days, she had gotten this place perfectly organized.

Essential items, the sleeping system, cleaning system, and dining system were all set up neatly.

In the study, even the Bloomberg terminal that Chen Cheng often used was set up.

After the tour, Qiao Xichen couldn't help but ask, "What exactly do you do?"

Chen Cheng put his arm around Qiao Xichen's shoulder and sat down on the sofa.

He looked at her with a smile. "Woman, being curious about a man is the beginning of falling for him."

Qiao Xichen rolled her eyes, her fair face flushing slightly. "We're already like this, how much more can I fall for you?"

"Pfft~" Chen Cheng was amused by her, pulled her into his arms, and leaned down to kiss her.

While reaching for her white shirt and undoing the buttons, he smirked, "Then you're in for a treat in a moment."

"You'll get to know what it means to fall."

Qiao Xichen's face turned beet red instantly. This man couldn't go three sentences without making a dirty joke. She pouted coquettishly, "You're so bad."

"You still haven't answered my question," Qiao Xichen said while enjoying Chen Cheng's massage.

Chen Cheng shrugged. "A freelancer. I occasionally trade stocks, trade crypto, and do some investments."

Qiao Xichen widened her eyes. "You mean the kind of freelance where you don't go to work and just wander around when you're free?"

Chen Cheng nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."

"I do travel around quite a bit."

Qiao Xichen pouted. "You're so impressive that I'm a bit unaccustomed to it."