After exchanging pleasantries with Dean Jiang, the group left the dean's office.
After seeing Jiang Cheng out of the hospital, Shen An said with some emotion, "Brother Cheng, you really opened my eyes today."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but find it slightly amusing.
Connecting with Jiang Long in such a short time—unless it was a stroke of luck that he happened to know Jiang Long, it was just as he said: he was very well-informed in Kyoto.
Driving a supercar worth over a million and wearing a watch worth several hundred thousand, he was indeed a son of a wealthy family.
"Forget it. If you want to flatter someone, wait until tonight and do it to others."
Shen An burst out laughing. "Brother Cheng, my flattery is truly sincere. Like I said, if you ever need someone to run errands, just ping me. I'll be there anytime."
"Thanks. I'll treat you to a meal when I come back next time."
"Brother Cheng, where are you going??"
"I'm heading back to Shanghai tomorrow."
When Jiang Cheng said this, the two girls who had been quiet beside him somehow showed a hint of reluctance in their eyes as they looked at him.
Especially Jiang Churan.
At this moment, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart.
Shen An nodded readily and responded enthusiastically, "Alright, go to Shanghai with a peace of mind! Before you get back, I'll keep an eye on things here for you."
Jiang Cheng didn't feel any annoyance or discomfort toward Shen An's boisterous and straightforward personality.
On the contrary, he felt that such people were easier to get along with.
After getting into the Bugatti La Voiture Noire, Jiang Cheng didn't ask Jiang Churan for her destination and drove straight toward the Dance Academy.
When the car reached a traffic light, Jiang Churan finally couldn't hold back and asked, "What time are you leaving tomorrow?"
Jiang Cheng turned his head, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Looking at her like this, he couldn't help but feel a slight flutter in his heart.
Jiang Churan's face was like a finely crafted piece of art.
Delicate and smooth, her fair skin had a slight blush, like a ripe apple radiating an inviting luster.
Her eyes were like a pair of brilliant gems, bright and clear.
The slight upward curve at the corners of her eyes revealed a hint of playfulness and spirit.
Her long eyelashes were like small fans, fluttering gently and casting a faint shadow.
Her lips curved up slightly into a perfect arc.
The color of her lips was tender pink, as delicate and moist as cherry blossoms.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't resist using the 'head pat' move. "What, reluctant to see me leave?"
Back at the hospital, Jiang Churan's favorability value toward him had increased by another 5 points, now reaching 85. At this point, using a head pat was perfectly fine. As expected, Jiang Churan didn't show the same resistance she had when they were eating stewed offal earlier.
Not only did she not dodge, but she even lowered her head slightly, a shy blush creeping onto her face as she whispered, "Can I go see you off tomorrow?"
"No need, it's too much trouble. I'll let you know when I take off tomorrow."
Hearing this answer, a flash of disappointment crossed Jiang Churan's eyes.
She murmured softly, "Then... when will you come back to Kyoto?"
Seeing Jiang Churan ask this, the corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
For Jiang Churan, who currently had an 85 favorability value, while it couldn't be said she loved him yet, she at least had a good impression of him.
In the early stages, Jiang Cheng had been proactively flirting with Jiang Churan.
That was because her favorability value toward him was far too low. If he hadn't taken the initiative, there would have been no possibility of their relationship warming up at all.
But things were different now. Seeing that Jiang Churan was slowly taking the bait, Jiang Cheng started to feel less rushed instead.
Jiang Cheng replied, "I'll come again before the Spring Festival. I have to go back this time to handle some company matters. It shouldn't be long."
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, another wave of indescribable bitterness surged in Jiang Churan's heart.
She wanted to say something but couldn't get the words out, so she could only force herself to swallow this uncomfortable feeling.
She nodded gently, the smile on her face becoming a bit strained.
She hated this feeling of uncertainty.
It was as if her heart was being completely pulled along by Jiang Cheng.
Half an hour later, the three cars slowly pulled up to the entrance of the Dance Academy one after another.
Watching Jiang Cheng's car gradually fade into the distance, Xu Yan immediately grabbed Jiang Churan's hand, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
She marveled, "Little Ranran, today really opened my eyes! In this day and age, a man who doesn't act like a show-off is rarer than a new Taobao user. You've really found a treasure. I'm so envious, so jealous."
Jiang Churan was still immersed in the emotions of parting with Jiang Cheng.
She replied somewhat gloomily, "Senior Xu, actually, the two of us are just ordinary friends."
Hearing this, Xu Yan wasn't buying it.
After rolling her eyes at Chu Ran, she replied with a face full of suspicion, "I don't believe you!"
Seeing that Jiang Churan didn't respond, Xu Yan tactfully dropped the subject.
She could see that Jiang Churan had feelings for Jiang Cheng.
But she also knew that for dance students, scheduling was indeed a major problem.
She used to hear people say...
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She used to hear people say to meet the right person at the best age.
But for them, it was the opposite.
As dance students, their golden age was before 25.
Once they passed that age, their physical condition would gradually decline.
Therefore, for them, their best years often needed to be spent soaking in the practice rooms.
Just as the two were walking toward the practice room, Xu Yan's hand, which was scrolling through her phone, suddenly paused.
She cried out with a look of displeasure, "These netizens are going too far! What on earth is going on?? It clearly wasn't like this when I checked in the car just now. Why did the wind change so quickly?"
Hearing this, Jiang Churan leaned over to take a look.
At a glance, the expression on her face also turned cold.
A large number of anti-fans and paid shills had suddenly appeared under the hot search about Jiang Cheng.
[Boss of Xingchen splurges millions at a bar late at night; Wang Congcong accompanies him?? Countless beauties on-site—is this social injustice or moral decay??]
"I suggest a thorough investigation into Xingchen Entertainment and Dawen to give society justice."
"It's because of people like this that girls nowadays don't think about studying. All day they think about plastic surgery, live-streaming, and finding a sugar daddy to make big money with their legs open."
"No one's going to control this?? Is he some kind of second-generation military brat?? So arrogant?? What will the common people think??"
"A bunch of Second-generation rich who only know how to eat, drink, and play. What contribution do they make to society?? Please investigate thoroughly??"
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