This was the first time Huang Yiyi had heard Ye Wan speak such a long paragraph.
Huang Yiyi could see that Ye Wan liked Jiang Cheng, yet she still spoke like that.
Ye Wan held no sense of intimidation for her.
So, seeing her like this, Huang Yiyi only found it cute.
She reached out and patted Ye Wan's shoulder.
"Oh, I was just joking, don't you know? I'm Jiang Cheng's female simp. Even if he's a scumbag, I still like him..."
Seeing Huang Yiyi say the word 'like' so bluntly, Ye Wan felt both novelty and envy.
"Female simp?? What does that mean?? Do you raise dogs??"
Hearing this, Huang Yiyi couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She was just glad she wasn't eating at the moment, otherwise she might have choked to death on Ye Wan's words.
"No... a female simp just means a Girl who is a simp..."
Seeing herself doubling over with laughter while Ye Wan looked at her with a face full of confusion,
Huang Yiyi finally suppressed her laughter and explained solemnly, "Actually, the way you acted just now was also very much like Jiang Cheng's female simp."
"Huh??"
"Just think of the term 'female simp' as a noun for a staunch supporter. It means when someone speaks ill of Jiang Cheng, you resolutely oppose them. Even if you know some of Jiang Cheng's actions are wrong, as long as it's about him, you think it's right and unconditionally want his attention."
With Huang Yiyi's explanation, Ye Wan understood instantly.
In that case, Huang Yiyi's words were indeed correct...
She was indeed Jiang Cheng's female simp.
Looking at Ye Wan's enlightened expression, Huang Yiyi briefly forgot about her family's crisis.
She smiled genuinely... On Jiang Cheng's side, it was already past eight in the evening when he woke up from his nap.
He had originally come over to Lin Qingxue's place at noon because it was close, intending to just take a simple nap.
Unfortunately, while he was sleeping, the Girl's 'five-clawed hands' took the initiative to attack.
Seeing that Lin Qingxue was still asleep, Jiang Cheng rubbed the bridge of his nose, lifted the thin quilt, and got up.
After washing up, he saw that Lin Qingxue had already opened her eyes and was half-reclining, scrolling through her phone.
Jiang Cheng walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.
He saw the lingering laziness of someone who had just woken up in her eyes.
Jiang Cheng leaned down, and the two of them shared a very natural kiss.
"Hungry??"
The double entendre immediately made Lin Qingxue's face turn red.
After all, she had been the active one for a long time just now.
With that much physical exertion, of course she was hungry.
Seeing Lin Qingxue nod, Jiang Cheng spoke, "What do you want to eat? I'm going out to a bar in a bit to meet some friends. Do you want to come with me??"
Hearing this, a spark of light flashed in Lin Qingxue's eyes.
After all, she had never been to a bar before.
However, thinking that Jiang Cheng was going with friends, she might not be able to play freely if she tagged along.
She immediately stretched sensibly, "I'm too lazy to move. You go ahead, I'll order some takeout and then get some more sleep."
Looking at her pretending to be sensible, Jiang Cheng smiled.
"What are you thinking? I'm a good man. Going to a bar is just for drinking. It's fine if you come along."
Although Lin Qingxue knew Jiang Cheng's words weren't entirely true, she was still very happy to hear them.
"Next time. I'm a bit tired today."
"Alright then, I'll order food for you and leave after it's delivered."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng picked up his phone and ordered a nutritious meal from a five-star hotel for Lin Qingxue.
But just after he finished ordering, Lin Qingxue's 'five-fingered maiden' started acting up again.
In her view, not following him was being sensible.
But being sensible was one thing; draining him dry before he left was another.
That way, even if there were pretty Girls there later,
Jiang Cheng would probably have the will but not the strength... Unfortunately, Lin Qingxue underestimated Jiang Cheng.
In the end, at nine o'clock, Jiang Cheng walked out of the house as if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, Lin Qingxue couldn't even get out of bed.
Truly exhausted in both body and mind, she didn't want to go out at all.
Soon, the rolls-royce slowly drove onto Hengshan Road and finally stopped in front of the 'M1NT' bar.
Neon signs flickered in the night, and there were already many trendily dressed men and women at the entrance, their low-voiced chatter and laughter exuding the vibrant atmosphere of urban nightlife.
Jiang Cheng pushed the door open and got out, his gaze sweeping around until he saw Qin Fen by the side door of the bar.
He was leaning against a black bentley, dressed in a sharp-cut dark suit, head slightly lowered, a cigarette between his fingers, the smoke blurring his features.
Two tall Bodyguards stood stiffly by his side.
Behind them followed a hotel manager in a suit and leather shoes, posture respectful, yet none of them dared to speak and disturb him.
This made the lines of his profile appear even colder, with an air of 'do not disturb' that was so thick he didn't even notice Jiang Cheng getting out of the car.
"Yo, this little act you're putting on is quite handsome." Jiang Cheng walked over with a smile and patted his shoulder.
Qin Fen snapped his head up, and seeing it was Jiang Cheng, his eyes instantly lit up. He hurriedly tossed the cigarette butt onto the ground. Seeing this, a nearby Bodyguard immediately stepped forward, quickly picked up the butt, and stuffed it into a portable trash bag.
After all, littering on the streets of Shanghai could easily be photographed by passersby and cause trouble.
Qin Fen stood on his tiptoes to put his arm around Jiang Cheng's shoulder, his tone filled with urgent excitement: "Brother Cheng, you're finally here! I was just afraid of being photographed. This pose was specially practiced to make sure I looked handsome."
"Your face is handsome enough, but this..."
Before Jiang Cheng could finish, Qin Fen knew what he was going to tease him about.
Instead of being upset, he replied with a grin, "This is called 'the best things come in small packages.' Besides, with my height standing next to you, it perfectly highlights your aura. It's called being complementary!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng gave him a big thumbs up.
Who said Second-generation rich kids were all arrogant, unable to speak well, and lacked emotional intelligence?
This response, this EQ, could only be described in two words: Awesome!
If this were the old Jiang Cheng, he would have definitely taken a small notebook to write this down.
Thinking that one day, at the right moment, he could pull it out and use it on someone he needed to flatter.
But now, it seemed Jiang Cheng wouldn't have many chances to encounter such a situation... The bar manager took in Qin Fen's respectful attitude towards Jiang Cheng.
His already steady pace subconsciously slowed even further.
His gaze lingered inconspicuously on Jiang Cheng's face for a few more seconds, silently etching his appearance into his mind.
Although it was Jiang Cheng's first time setting foot in 'M1NT', someone of Qin Fen's status taking the initiative to lower his posture meant he was a guest they couldn't afford to offend.
He had to be remembered firmly.
He walked at the very front with a bow, his arm slightly raised to guide the way, his tone impeccably respectful: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Qin, please come inside."
Passing through the noisy hall, the dynamic electronic music made one's eardrums vibrate. The lights in the dance floor shifted, and young men and women swayed wildly to the rhythm.
In the booths on both sides, brightly dressed guests toasted and laughed, the air filled with a mixture of alcohol and perfume.
Walking through a corridor covered with dark red velvet carpet, the noise gradually faded, and high-quality solid wood private room doors lined up in sequence.
Qin Fen put his arm around Jiang Cheng's and complained as they walked:
"Today, I originally spent a million to book an entire floor at the Genting Club at No. 1 Bund, thinking we could all go there and have some fun. The owner of that club is a top-tier capital mogul in the Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Shanghai circle. The initial renovation alone cost 300 million. Even the walls are inlaid with real gold leaf, and the waiters' suits are all custom-made haute couture."
Jiang Cheng glanced at Qin Fen: "Genting Club? I heard the privacy there is excellent, and many celebrities and big shots go there to play..."
Qin Fen replied: "Yes, it's membership-only, and you need a capital verification to join. The key is that the privacy is absolute. The frosted glass there is one-way; you can't see inside from the outside. Moreover, every VIP area has an independent fresh air system and soundproofing. Even if you discuss a business deal worth hundreds of millions there, you don't have to worry about a single word leaking out."
"There's also a dedicated passage in the back. Celebrities and big shots use it when they come, going directly from the parking lot to their booths without even passing through the lobby, so they won't be seen at all. I had the room all booked, but those guys complained that the club was too stifling and said a bar would be more lively, insisting on changing venues at the last minute."
He curled his lip and then laughed, "But this place is okay too. The sound system and the drinks are top-notch. We'll play a round here first and then head to the Genting Club later."