With that, she shyly reached out a hand and lightly punched Jiang Cheng's arm.
The movement was gentle and playful, just like teasing male classmates back in school.
Jiang Cheng burst into laughter under Chen Mengyan's little fists.
This was exactly why Jiang Cheng was always willing to go out with different Girls.
Because if you simply paid for a different Girl every night to see different proportions of flesh
what fun was that? Besides physical pleasure, what about your heart??
Could you feel this kind of flirty ambiguity, like right now??
Jiang Cheng leaned his body a little closer to Chen Mengyan.
He teased, "We're buddies, yet you're still so formal with me. Come with me to sober up?"
Hearing this, Chen Mengyan put on a speechless expression.
She knew Jiang Cheng was joking and wasn't fragile—after all, she had started it.
Chen Mengyan smoothly pulled her phone from her handbag and quickly opened the Designated Driver app.
Then she looked up, gave Jiang Cheng a bright smile, and said coquettishly
"I don't believe a word you say~~"
Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow, eyes full of mischief. "Calling a Designated Driver?"
Chen Mengyan nodded gently, a trace of worry on her face. "Did you drive here? Should I call one for you?"
Jiang Cheng shook his head. "No need. It's late; skip the driver. Where do you live?"
Chen Mengyan answered, "Huangpu District. What, you're going to drive me?"
After saying it, a glimmer of expectation flashed in her eyes.
But Jiang Cheng mercilessly shook his head again. "Not on the way. Not driving you."
If his destination tonight had been Yu Xiaoxiao's place, he might have given Chen Mengyan a lift.
Unfortunately, he had just arranged to meet Qiao Yinyin.
Although Yangpu and Huangpu weren't far—only about a twenty-minute drive—
going back and forth would still waste time.
Seeing Jiang Cheng refuse so decisively, Chen Mengyan's rosy lips unconsciously puckered, cute as a ripe cherry.
She gave a soft hum, not loud but full of pouty blame.
"Then why did you even ask?? You got my hopes up for nothing."
As she spoke she stamped her foot, looking exactly like a huffy husky—playful and adorable.
Her once-gentle eyes now shot sharp beams straight at Jiang Cheng, full of grievance.
Seeing how cute she looked, Jiang Cheng couldn't help smoothing her slightly messy hair.
"Alright, stop pouting. I'll have someone drive you back."
After saying that, he waved a hand behind him.
Watching his gesture, Chen Mengyan furrowed her brow.
The instant Jiang Cheng touched her head a strange feeling swept through her, leaving her frozen.
Even now the sensation of his fingers seemed to linger on her scalp, refusing to fade.
At this moment her heart thudded like a startled deer, and her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.
So just now she'd been flirted with by a young Handsome Guy?
Worse, the move had actually felt… a little sweet.
Chen Mengyan: favorability value +5!
Seeing Jiang Cheng refuse so firmly
Chen Mengyan shook her head. "No need. Calling someone over is such a bother; the app is fine."
She lowered her head and began fiddling with her phone.
When her favorability suddenly jumped to 80, Jiang Cheng's expression didn't change.
He said to Wang Sheng, who was jogging over, "Find a female driver who can drive."
Wang Sheng understood instantly and nodded.
Chen Mengyan stared in surprise at the sudden appearance of this burly buzz-cut giant.
She watched Wang Sheng speak a few words into the headset at his ear.
Soon hurried footsteps approached from afar.
A woman in a black uniform and sharp short hair jogged toward them with brisk strides.
When the woman reached them she first respectfully called out "Young Master Jiang," then nodded politely to Chen Mengyan.
Jiang Cheng turned to the female Bodyguard and said softly
Thanks for the trip; take this young lady home safe. After that you can clock out for the day.
Hearing Jiang Cheng's instructions, the female Bodyguard answered without hesitation, 'Yes, Young Master Jiang, please rest assured!'
Chen Mengyan's jaw dropped. 'Wow, you bring a Bodyguard when you go out?'
At her words Jiang Cheng turned playful, nodding as if it were only natural. 'Of course. These days Girls are like you—always ready to trade jabs. Out in the world, us guys have to protect ourselves too.'
Chen Mengyan scoffed, pouting. 'I haven't really jabbed at you. You've taken shots at me all night and I've just quietly taken it.'
Seeing that Chen Mengyan still didn't get it, Jiang Cheng shook his head.
Not far off, the female Bodyguard was already jogging toward them.
Jiang Cheng lifted his chin toward her. 'Girl, you're so naive. If I really went after you, there's no way you'd stay quiet.'
He watched Jiang Cheng swagger off, turning back to wave before disappearing.
Chen Mengyan scratched her head and asked the Bodyguard beside her, 'What does that mean? Is your boss always that fierce when he roasts people?'
Clearly she still hadn't grasped Jiang Cheng's meaning.
The middle-aged Bodyguard who'd served Jiang Cheng flushed crimson.
She stammered, not knowing how to reply, and finally shook her head awkwardly to say she didn't know. The maybach shot like lightning through the neon-lit streets of the city.
Its wheels spun, trailing streams of color as it raced toward the Yangpu district.
Twenty minutes later Jiang Cheng keyed in the door code with practiced ease.
A soft buzz sounded and the lock clicked open.
'Yinyin...' he called the moment he stepped inside.
While he changed his shoes, bright laughter and light footsteps drummed from the living room, growing louder as they neared.
A petite figure bounded forward like a lively deer.
Before the door had even shut, Jiang Cheng barely glimpsed the visitor when Qiao Yinyin leapt up and threw herself into his arms.
Her long legs wrapped around his waist and her arms clung to his neck.
'Hubby, you're finally home~~'
The sudden warmth flooded Jiang Cheng's heart.
Without pausing to study her beautiful face, he met her longing gaze and bent to press his lips gently to hers.
Soft light from the living room bathed them as though cloaked in golden gauze.
A warm aura filled the air, cozy and comforting.
Jiang Cheng cupped Qiao Yinyin's pert bottom and carried her to the sofa at the center of the room.
Time slipped by; half an hour later Jiang Cheng let out a long sigh, then stroked her silky hair, his eyes full of tenderness.
He tightened his arms, hugging her close.
Carefully he drew the soft throw from the sofa and wrapped it gently around them both.
For a moment time seemed frozen, the world reduced to their embrace.
Qiao Yinyin felt Jiang Cheng's strong heartbeat.
Cheeks flushed, she couldn't help curling her lips into a faint smile.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the newly installed computer screen.
When he'd arrived she'd been playing League of Legends.
But their recent activities had left her character idle.
Seeing the defeat on the screen, he asked in surprise, 'You can't even handle honor of kings, so why tackle League—aren't you afraid of crying?'
Qiao Yinyin shook her head, her waterfall of hair swaying.
Though she wasn't always by his side,
she kept track of his interests.
She'd started playing honor of kings because he'd duo-queued with Little Crispy.
When she noticed he followed League's pro scene, she tried that too.
They say that when you like someone, you instinctively learn their hobbies and mirror them to get closer.
She wanted to become exactly the kind of person Jiang Cheng would love.