The moment the thought struck him, Jiang Cheng quietly activated Zhao Linger's favorability value scanning system.
[Name: Zhao Linger]
[Age: 24]
[Height: 168 cm]
[Face Score: 88]
[Figure Score: 98]
[Privacy: 0]
[favorability value: 85]
[Loyalty: 120 (Absolute Loyalty)]
Seeing the favorability value holding steady at 85, Jiang Cheng felt a ripple of restlessness.
He asked, "It's a holiday—why are you at the office?"
Chen Xueer cut in: "The scatter-brain took the documents home. The other company's already stamped them, and we need them today, so I made her bring them over."
Zhao Linger pouted her petal-pink lips and grumbled, "I finally had a chance to sleep in, and you dragged me here. Hmph."
At the sight of Zhao Linger's adorable, aggrieved face, Chen Xueer couldn't resist pinching her delicate little nose and teasing, "Little glutton, skipping a feast to laze in bed?"
The pinch made Zhao Linger yelp and shake her head to free herself from Chen Xueer's fingers.
She then cooed in protest, "Ouch, Sister Xueer, stop squeezing my nose—it hurts! I'll go eat in a bit."
Chen Xueer swiftly slipped both arms around Zhao Linger's slim, supple waist.
Leaning in gently, she blew on the sore spot and murmured, "There, all better?"
"Meanie, you always pinch my poor nose. Lucky it's the one my mom gave me."
Jiang Cheng stood to one side, silently watching the two of them interact like the closest of sisters.
For no reason, his eyelid gave a faint twitch.
Whenever he saw Zhao Linger and Chen Xueer together, his mind involuntarily flashed to indescribable scenes.
Ever since the ear-piercing incident last time, the image of four big suction cups pressed together kept replaying in his head.
Moreover, after several observations,
Jiang Cheng noticed Chen Xueer was especially prone to showing that doting, protective look toward other Girls.
The same thing had happened when Zhou Ying came along last time.
Watching the scene before him, Jiang Cheng felt a familiar mix of delight and worry.
The delight: if this were true, when the three of them "exercised" together later, Chen Xueer might accept it more readily.
After all, if she really felt that way, it could be a kind of enjoyment for her.
The worry: if it were true, he might have gained an invisible rival.
If, when they were all together, Chen Xueer made any odd moves toward another Girl, would that count as cuckolding him?
The… Jiang Cheng's strange stare made Zhao Linger's scalp tingle; suspicion bubbled up inside her.
She frowned slightly and asked, "Chairman Jiang, what's with that expression?"
Jiang Cheng blinked, then gave an awkward cough.
He quickly shifted his gaze to the fancy dessert bag on the table and said casually, "What goodies did you buy?"
At that question, Zhao Linger looked helpless.
Her face could only be described as one of heartache.
"I didn't know you'd be here; I'd have bought an extra portion. I got two desserts and some bread—here, I'll nobly give you mine."
With that, she immediately opened the bag and took out the dessert.
When the contents turned out to be two servings of papaya milk, the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched.
"Come, come, Chairman Jiang, have a tonic. This shop's papaya milk is amazing—tastes great and super nourishing. You need a boost…"
Zhao Linger pushed one cup toward him as she spoke.
Jiang Cheng waved his hands with a laugh. "Forget it, I'd only waste it. You keep it for yourself."
Hearing that, Zhao Linger proudly straightened her chest. "No way. You haven't even tried it. Plenty of guys drink it there. And I don't need any boost—I've been drinking this stuff from childhood to adulthood."
Jiang Cheng's eyes couldn't help drifting to a certain spot.
Given the impressive size, her claim of "drinking it from childhood to adulthood" was utterly convincing.
Seeing Zhao Linger still so uninhibited on the topic,
Chen Xueer felt half-amused, half-exasperated.
Unable to hold back, she raised a hand to stop Zhao Linger from continuing.
"Linger, enough. You can have mine—I've had too much tea today anyway."
Zhao Linger's face lit up with a brilliant smile at those words; her joy was obvious.
As a true foodie, she simply couldn't resist.
"Really? Thanks, Sister Xueer, you're the best!"