Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

“A bar…” Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment.

She couldn't remember how many years it had been since she'd been to a place like this.

Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't refuse, Jiang Cheng casually asked, "Do you want to go?"

I do want to go.

By the time she reached her age, Zhou Ying had grown up and was no longer by her side.

In addition, after this experience, she doesn't have a single close friend to go shopping with and share her experiences with.

Many places I want to go can only remain in my heart, and most of the time I feel a bit lonely.

She knew it wasn't appropriate for her to go with Jiang Cheng, but she couldn't help asking, "Can we go?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng joked, "What if I said no?"

Fang Yuan was teased by him, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened their grip on the soda can. The cold can pressed against her palm, but it couldn't suppress the heat that spread from her ears to her cheeks.

She glared at Jiang Cheng, her eyes filled with a hint of reproach and embarrassment at having her thoughts read.

But the corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up slightly, just like a little girl when she was teased.

"You..." Fang Yuan's voice was as light as a feather, with a soft tremor at the end, "If you don't want to go, then you don't have to go."

She was stunned when she said those words.

how many years?

She seemed to have never spoken to anyone in such a coquettish manner before.

Previously, when I was with Zhou Ying's father, we maintained a very polite and respectful relationship.

Even she herself found this slightly coquettish tone unfamiliar.

Jiang Cheng looked at her like this, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He suddenly remembered the time he spent with Zhou Ying.

She glared at him, both angry and embarrassed, when she was amused by her own words.

Their eyebrows and eyes are so curved, they look like they were made from the same mold.

I go!

They really are mother and daughter!

In a daze, Jiang Cheng said, "Just kidding. If you want to go, go ahead, I'll take you."

Seeing the two flirting, Shen An tactfully coughed.

"It's settled then, Cheng-ge. I'll go reserve a spot first tonight, you guys just come over! I've saved a booth, it's definitely the one with the best view."

After saying that, he turned to Fang Yuan and said, "Sister-in-law, I'll be going now, so I won't bother you any longer."

Seeing Fang Yuan blush with embarrassment at being called that, Jiang Cheng told Shen An to get lost, but inwardly he gave him a thumbs up.

Just as Shen An draped the packaged braised pork over his arm and was about to take a step,

Suddenly, a shout came from the alley entrance: "Hey! Whose cars are those parked outside? The traffic police are coming to issue tickets!"

Shen An's face stiffened, and he cursed, "Damn it."

His earlier nonchalant attitude vanished instantly. He grabbed the takeout box and rushed out, yelling, "My car's parked there too! I can't believe I ran into a traffic cop in this lousy alley!"

Jiang Cheng and Fang Yuan looked up.

Two traffic police officers were seen checking vehicle information with a ticket book.

Shen An rushed over and grabbed the traffic policeman's arm, speaking urgently.

"Comrade, don't stick to me! This is my car, I'm just going to buy some food and I'll be leaving right away!"

The traffic policeman turned around, saw who it was, and his expression immediately softened.

His tone became much more polite: "So it's Young Master Shen."

"Xiaolin, stop posting! I'm leaving now..."

Seeing the crowd on the roadside, the two traffic police officers awkwardly explained to Shen An, "Young Master Shen, it's not that I'm heartless, but you can't park for long in this alley. Several cars around here have been ticketed, but your car isn't. It's not right for others to see that."

Shen An retorted, his neck stiff: "I've only been here a few minutes!"

The traffic policeman smiled helplessly: "Next time, next time when no one is around, I'll pretend I didn't see it. This time, I won't deduct points, just a 200 yuan fine, just a token gesture."

Both of them knew what kind of person Shen An was.

This area is famous for its rich second-generation heirs.

He's a bit of a chatterbox, but he's not a bad person.

Sometimes when I encounter someone in need of help while eating on the roadside, I will give them a few hundred yuan.

In the sweltering summer, we often buy water for traffic police officers on duty.

So two hundred yuan is really nothing to him, and there was no intention of deliberately making things difficult for them.

He's just a chatterbox.

“Money is not a problem, but I feel uneasy whenever I see a ticket. I have OCD.” Shen An waved his hand dismissively.

After he finished speaking, his gaze swept over the cars around him that had been ticketed.

Suddenly noticing a black sedan parked not far away, he pointed at it in confusion: "Hey? Why doesn't that car have the sticker? All of our cars have them, why is it the only exception?"

The traffic policeman glanced in the direction he was pointing and mumbled, "I don't know whose car that is, but I didn't dare to put up any stickers on it."

"Why can't I put a sticker on it? It looks like a supercar. I want to see whose car it is."

Shen An got serious and leaned closer with a puzzled look on his face.

He had only taken two steps when he saw the license plate and car model and suddenly stopped, raised his hand and slapped himself, cursing, "Damn it."

Isn't this Jiang Cheng's Voice in the Dark?

I only saw a glimpse of her from the side, so I didn't recognize her.

The two traffic police officers couldn't help but laugh after seeing Shen An's actions.

The two men took the initiative to move closer: "Young Master Shen, do you know the owner of this car?"

"Hey, we were just wondering what the car owner looks like. We can't see the information."

He turned back sheepishly and waved his hand at the two of them, "It's okay, it's okay, forget I said anything, I'll pay! Don't ask anymore~"

Without waiting for the traffic police to react, he turned around and ran towards the small restaurant, rushing to Jiang Cheng's table.

Looking annoyed, he said, "Brother Cheng! I was blind just now. There were so many cars, and I didn't even recognize your car. I even had to argue with the traffic police. How embarrassing!"

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng patted him on the shoulder: "My mother told me since I was a child that I should not make friends with shady people, so I have always made friends with silly people."

Regarding Jiang Cheng's identity, Shen An could only say that he dreamed of getting to know him.

So Shen An listened very attentively when Jiang Cheng talked about his mother.

But I really didn't expect Jiang Cheng to say this in the end.

"Hey, Cheng-ge, you...you better save me some face in front of your wife..."

Fang Yuan covered her mouth and chuckled softly, amused by Jiang Cheng's words and Shen An's reaction.

But despite the laughter, Fang Yuan was secretly surprised by Shen An's attitude and the details of the ticket.

What kind of background does Jiang Cheng have to be treated as such an exception?

After Shen An left, she couldn't help but say, "So many cars have been stickered, but yours wasn't? Judging from Shen An's attitude, his family connections aren't weak, yet he still got a sticker."

Jiang Cheng shrugged upon hearing this: "My car has always been very law-abiding, why would I need to put a sticker on it..."