Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

These words made the small Nike logo on one corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth curve wider, but he still maintained a calm demeanor on the surface.

"What do you mean by bragging? This is a fact, okay? It's just that I'm all alone right now, what else can I do if I don't sleep?"

Seeing that he really didn't seem interested, Qiu Yihe stared at him even more intently: "What do you think?"

Jiang Cheng feigned a sigh: "Never mind, what about me? I just don't like trouble..."

If it were any other girl, they would have already gotten together and started doing it...

However, to prevent future trouble, it's best to patiently explain things clearly.

After all, if both families found out about this, he would be scolded to death by his parents.

Qiu Yihe frowned: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Cheng stood up, walked over to her, and looked down at her, saying, "What is the relationship between our two families? I'm in the prime of my life, and as you said, I don't lack money, so naturally I don't lack people..."

Qiu Yihe's cheeks suddenly burned, a mixture of shame and indignation, along with a vague sense of grievance, rushed to her head, and her fingers, gripping the hem of her clothes, turned slightly white.

She glared at Jiang Cheng, who was looking down at her, her eyes slightly red from the emotion in them, and her voice was urgent and angry.

"Who asked you to take responsibility? Jiang Cheng, what kind of person do you take me for?"

She knew perfectly well that Jiang Cheng was afraid she would become dependent on him.

They were afraid that once she got what she wanted, she would cry and make a scene, demanding a formal title from her elders.

However, she had never thought about such a thing.

In her opinion, she was already very embarrassed that something like this had happened between her and Jiang Cheng.

How could she possibly publicize such a thing?

She's not some experienced woman; she's still a virgin, okay?

Instead of thinking about the family relationships Jiang Cheng mentioned, she was surprised at how low her attractiveness was.

Jiang Cheng looked at her flustered yet trying-to-be-calm demeanor, and couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Shen Chu gently touched her reddened earlobe with his fingertips.

It feels warm and soft to the touch.

Upon being touched, Qiu Yihe shyly and sensitively turned her head away abruptly.

The warm yellow light softened Jiang Cheng's features, but the calculation and ambiguity in his eyes were suffocating.

At such close range, she could even smell the faint scent of cedar, perfume, and alcohol on him.

"You don't want me to take responsibility? Are you sure?"

Sensing the smugness in Jiang Cheng's words, Qiu Yihe's anger flared even more.

Qiu Yihe raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Cheng.

She bit her lower lip and forced herself to look up and meet his gaze.

Her tone carried a hint of defiant stubbornness: "There was no need in the first place! It was just a mutually beneficial arrangement. You helped me resolve Qiu Li's matter, and I fulfilled my promise, that's all. Young Master Jiang, are you so afraid of trouble that you think I, Qiu Yihe, would cling to you?"

He saw that she understood what he meant.

Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow, withdrew his hand, leaned against the tea table next to him, put his hands in his pockets, and adopted a casual posture.

"That's right, you know me. If it's a mutually beneficial arrangement, we can cooperate, but otherwise, I can only say I'm sorry..."

Qiu Yihe felt a pang of sadness, realizing that her words had fallen into his trap.

But the words have already been spoken, and it would be too embarrassing to take them back.

Moreover, having been so severely suppressed by Jiang Cheng, she really wanted to get revenge on him.

She was never a traditional woman to begin with.

From the moment she took her oath to join the company, she threw her life into the line of duty.

So she never even considered marriage and having children in the traditional sense.

Moreover, having family and children would be a burden for her in this line of work.

Moreover, it would be unfortunate for a child to have a mother with a profession like hers.

Therefore, very few people in their line of work get married and have children.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and looked up at him with her chin raised: "Of course I said it. What? Young Master Jiang, you don't dare?"

Since things had come to this point, Jiang Cheng naturally stepped in as well.

"Don't dare?" Jiang Cheng chuckled softly, stood up, walked towards her, and reached out to pinch her chin.

His face was very close to hers, his breath brushing against her lips.

"Qiu Yihe, it's a mutually beneficial arrangement, but I'm afraid you can't give it to me tonight..."

Qiu Yihe's cheeks burned even hotter. In her embarrassment and anger, she raised her hand to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it to her side.

She struggled, but couldn't break free. She looked up at him, a flicker of panic and trembling in her eyes that she herself didn't realize: "Stop talking nonsense. Do you really think you've done it nine times a night? You…"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng's gaze suddenly shifted downwards, landing on her slightly parted lips. His eyes darkened, and the fingers that were holding her chin gently caressed it.

Qiu Yihe's heart skipped a beat, all the words stuck in her throat, and even her breathing became cautious.

The tea room was so quiet you could hear their heartbeats. The warm yellow light created an ambiguous atmosphere that lingered around them.

The original transactions and calculations seemed to have been transformed into indescribable emotions by this sudden intimacy.

Jiang Cheng slowly leaned down, and his warm lips gently covered hers.

Unlike the passionate kiss last time, this kiss was so gentle that it made Qiu Yihe a little stiff.

what happened?

Why kiss yourself so gently?

You were just saying you wouldn't show any mercy, but now you're acting like you're taking care of yourself.

Jiang Cheng, that scoundrel, really knows how to manipulate people.

Although I was cursing him in my heart, my body honestly softened and gradually went limp.

Although they say it's a win-win situation, they don't really care about the slogans.

But what if the other party really treats you that way?

If someone only treats you as a tool, you'll definitely feel hurt to some extent.

On the contrary, Jiang Cheng's careful and gentle pecks not only made the girl feel cherished, but also made her feel a little smug about her own charm.

Her desire to conquer Jiang Cheng instantly intensified.

After a slow, smirk, she closed her eyes and, while letting him toss and turn, began to mimic Jiang Cheng's actions in response.

Outside the window, the two shadows clung tightly together, gradually overlapping with subtle movements, becoming indistinguishable from one another, outlining an ambiguous and enchanting silhouette.

At that moment, not far from the tea room door, under the corridor, Xia Li stood with his hands at his sides.

After Jiang Cheng came in, she stayed quietly in the corridor and waited.

They were even always ready to go in and deliver new desserts at any time.

Seeing Jiang Cheng and Qiu Yihe suddenly kiss, the calm and composed expression on his face instantly crumbled.

Although all she saw was a silhouette of the window.

The two overlapping shadows were clearly reflected on the window paper, intimate and ambiguous, especially the posture of them lowering their heads to kiss, which was enough to make people imagine the tenderness inside the room.

He clenched his fists unconsciously, his knuckles turning a pale bluish-white from the force.

The coolness in my palm spread from my fingertips throughout my body.

A slight pang of sadness spread through my heart.

In just one minute, the aura around her began to become increasingly tense.

The bitterness was diluted, and a faint blush quietly appeared on her originally cool and calm face.

My body inexplicably felt hot, and even my breathing became rapid.

The ambiguous silhouettes on the window paper were a strong stimulus to me.

The wind blowing gently through the corridor stirred the stray hairs on her forehead, but it couldn't dispel the restlessness and turmoil in her heart.

what happened?

Why can't she stand seeing Jiang Cheng being intimate with his female companions...?

Shirley began to suspect that she had been bewitched...

At this moment, she really wanted to go back to her room quickly, but she was also afraid that Jiang Cheng would have something to ask her later.

Fang Yuan, who has already returned to the hotel, is in the same situation as Xia Li.

After quickly reporting the fun things that happened that night to Zhou Ying, Fang Yuan didn't even have time to grab her pajamas.

He hurriedly ran into the bathroom.

At this moment, her mind was filled with Jiang Cheng's various exclamations and her own words of gratitude.

Before the sensation faded, Fang Yuan decided to reward herself by perfectly mimicking Jiang Cheng's technique from earlier...

That's right, she used to only use one method.

Only now has she realized that things like this can be so unpredictable.