Still, it was a brand-new car, so it had to be unboxed.
After lunch, Jiang Cheng headed out with Yu Xiaoxiao.
Yu Xiaoxiao stood beside her pink big bull, watching Jiang Cheng rub his waist in resigned exasperation. She laughed behind her hand, delighted.
It had been so long; to keep Jiang Cheng too drained to fool around these next few days,
she had deliberately squeezed him dry twice before they left.
She gave him a sweet kiss, slid into the car and started the engine.
'Off to work; take care of yourself.'
'Sure. You rest too.'
Once Yu Xiaoxiao's car disappeared,
Jiang Cheng's supposedly aching back straightened instantly and he strolled easily toward the nearby rolls-royce.
Clearly, Yu Xiaoxiao's scheme had failed.
Though they'd gone wild in bed just now,
any ordinary man would already be reaching for the kidney-tonic tablets.
Apart from a slight lack of appetite, he felt perfectly fine.
Soon the car reached the university gate.
It stopped and Jiang Cheng stepped out.
The scene in front of him was unexpected.
A large truck parked by the gate was only half-unboxed,
its contents strewn messily across the ground.
A crowd of students ringed the vehicle,
the whole place noisy and chaotic.
Jiang Cheng walked over to a plain-clothes Bodyguard standing nearby and asked one of them, 'What's going on?'
He had sent two men ahead to keep an eye on things after receiving the message.
By the original schedule the unboxing should have been finished.
Seeing Jiang Cheng, the Bodyguard said at once, 'Young Master Jiang, halfway through the job a few students came to make trouble. We told them we'd be done soon, but the ringleader refuses and keeps threatening to call traffic police—looks like Student Union.'
Jiang Cheng looked toward several students in Student Union jackets blocking the truck.
They stood belligerently in front of the cargo door.
The leader, a guy in an LV top, barked arrogantly at the driver, 'Move the truck now—this is the school gate. We've got an event tomorrow and need to set up.'
The driver spoke patiently, 'Just give us half an hour. We're almost done and the cars on top are priceless—can't shift them carelessly.'
'Gate is gate; no student's car gets unboxed here. Whoever owns this heap, drag it somewhere else.'
As he spoke, several others chimed in.
'Right—my bro Rui drives a porsche and he's not half this flashy,' one guy flattered.
'He's got the most expensive super-car on campus—see it over there?' another echoed.
'Yeah, stop blocking us. Tell the owner to take it elsewhere.'
Just as Jiang Cheng stepped forward, a figure burst from the crowd.
A cheerful voice rang out behind him.
'Jiang Cheng! I finally found you!'
Huang Yiyi jumped in front of him and patted his shoulder.
Jiang Cheng winced at his now-aching shoulder.
Tiny girl, surprisingly heavy hand.
'Huang Yiyi, long time no see.'
Today she was in casual style—three-stripe track suit,
hair loose and swaying as she moved.
The relaxed look screamed student life, fresh and cute.
They weren't close, but during Military Training he had drunk water she offered a few times,
so he felt no dislike toward her.
Beauty equals justice, after all—
with 90 looks and a candid personality, what guy would mind?
Huang Yiyi beamed, dimples showing.
'Seeing you is impossible. You've skipped school forever. I was about to transfer my affections.'
Her bright voice and sweet smile drew stares from nearby students.
'Whoa, when did that Handsome Guy show up? So hot.'
'Looks familiar… swear I've seen him somewhere.'
'Now you mention it—yeah…'
Glad most hadn't recognized him, Jiang Cheng relaxed.
Last time he'd visited Lin Qingxue and seen his own statue, he'd been mortified;
that night he'd told the principal to tear it down at once.
He wasn't ready to be memorialised on a wall; better safe than sculpted.
He joked, 'Good thing I didn't take you seriously or I'd be heartbroken.'
'I mean it! I planned to chase you, but you're never here and you ignore my wechat. If I weren't so strong-willed I'd have fallen for some other hunk in track pants.'
She even faked a sob for dramatic effect.
Jiang Cheng knew Huang Yiyi was a social butterfly;
with so many watching she showed no embarrassment,
performing her exaggerated act right in front of him.
He opened the Character Scanning System and glanced at her stats.
'Human-Machine Scanning System activated, retrieving target data…'
[Name: Huang Yiyi]
[Age: 18]
[Height: 160 cm]
[Looks: 90]
[Figure: 85]
[Privacy: 0]
[favorability value: 80]
Hmph—woman's mouth, cheating devil.
Her favorability had dropped from 85 to 80;
maybe if he stayed away much longer she really would switch targets.
Watching them laugh, the student who'd demanded the truck be moved strode over.
'Yiyi, what are you doing here?'
She glanced over and frowned, annoyance flickering in her eyes.
'Zhao Rui? Mind your own business—I'm busy.' Her tone was icy;
she wouldn't let anyone ruin this rare meeting with Jiang Cheng.
Snubbed, Zhao Rui's face darkened,
but he held his tongue; Huang Yiyi had always been blunt—
and that only made him like her more.
He shot Jiang Cheng a jealous, displeased look.
'Yiyi, heading off campus? I'll drive you—my 911's right over there,' he said, pointing proudly at his porsche.
Huang Yiyi's expression turned even more disgusted.
'Zhao Rui, stop flaunting that car in front of me. I'm not riding with you.'