Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

At that moment, Lin Chen's voice rang out from the side.

"Young Master Jiang, we meet again."

Jiang Cheng turned his head to the side, as if he had just noticed him, and the corners of his lips slightly lifted.

"Young Master Lin." After a pause, he glanced at the car behind him. "You're here to catch a flight too?"

Lin Chen wasn't surprised at all that Jiang Cheng and Qiu Yihe knew each other.

After all, the Jiang family and the Qiu family are close.

At the same time, Shen Wei, a man, and Lin Chen could sense the unusual relationship between Qiu Yihe and Jiang Cheng.

Although it was clear that Qiu Yihe had a thing for Jiang Cheng, it was a pity that Jiang Cheng was currently embracing a blonde beauty.

During the background check, he already knew that Jiang Cheng was a womanizer who had been with one woman after another.

To be honest, for someone like Lin Chen, who has been constrained by various rules and regulations since childhood, he outwardly expressed his disdain for Jiang Cheng's behavior.

But when the night was quiet and no one was around, Jill secretly felt envious, her anger turning purple, with nowhere to vent.

He was already somewhat interested in Qiu Yihe.

There are many women from good families in Kyoto, but there are very few like Qiu Yihe who have a good family background, a strong and beautiful back, and even big breasts.

That's why his eyes lit up when he first saw Qiu Yihe yesterday.

After all, she usually only saw ordinary-looking girls like Qiu Lihe and Qiu Ya. Finally meeting a busty woman instantly erased any resentment she felt towards arranged marriages. This is similar to those who constantly claim they dislike blind dates.

Once they meet a truly high-quality, rich, and handsome man or a high-quality, beautiful, and wealthy woman, do you think they'll still say they don't like them?

At this moment, Jiang Cheng's embrace with the blonde woman was, in his view, a perfect opportunity to sow discord between Qiu Yihe and Jiang Cheng.

Lin Chen gave a gentle smile: "No, I came here specifically to see Miss Qiu off. Although Miss Qiu's security is certainly thorough, it's always more reassuring to have an extra person watching over her."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Qiu Yihe, as gentle as the March breeze.

Hearing Lin Chen suddenly say such cheesy things, Qiu Yihe's expression was clearly a little stunned.

No, what happened?

They were perfectly normal when they arrived, how did they suddenly become like this...?

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yihe frowned, glanced at Lin Chen, and then immediately shook her head at Jiang Cheng.

This gesture was clearly meant to explain to Jiang Cheng that she had no relationship with Lin Chen.

However, after shaking her head, she regretted it a little.

Wait a minute, aren't I jealous right now?

Why are you so afraid he'll misunderstand?

He was currently embracing a foreign woman.

He's not afraid of being jealous or what he might say.

The words had barely left his mouth when Lin Chen's gaze suddenly shifted, landing on a spot three steps behind Jiang Cheng.

"Manager Zhou, it's been a long time."

Zhou Yang's heart skipped a beat.

He worked in this business jet terminal for nineteen years.

From a young man in his early twenties to someone with graying temples now, the distinguished guests he has received could line up twice around Terminal 3.

Political figures, business tycoons, and members of royal families from various countries.

He has met far too many "big shots".

The most obvious thing is this: these top-tier scions don't greet service staff for no reason.

Once a strike is made, there must be a reason behind it.

Either they genuinely care about you, or they're using you as a pawn.

Zhou Yang stepped forward and bowed slightly: "Young Master Lin, it has indeed been a while since we last met. The last time was when I accompanied Elder Lin to Hainan. More than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye."

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Manager Zhou has a good memory."

"Of course."

The two exchanged only a few sentences, politely and without any faults.

But Zhou Yang knew perfectly well what was going on.

Lin Chen's greeting was meant for Jiang Cheng.

The meaning couldn't be clearer: I know this place well, I know the people here, I'm not an outsider.

Zhou Yang had worked at the Capital Government Jet Building for nineteen years, and he had seen far too much of this kind of subtle rivalry among the sons of officials.

Logically, he should have followed Lin Chen's lead and climbed up the ladder.

After all, he knew better than anyone the weight the Lin family carried in Beijing.

But the problem is—

The other party involved is Jiang Cheng.

Zhou Yang didn't know Jiang Cheng's exact background, but he knew one thing:

There are very few places in the entire city of Beijing that can get bodyguards to accompany them.

His surname is Jiang; he's from that area.

The weight of those two words together was too much for Zhou Yang to bear.

He only has one thing on his mind right now:

Don't get involved.

You gods are fighting, don't use me, a mere ghost, as a sacrifice.

He maintained a polite smile on his face, but inwardly he was cursing.

Young Master Lin, if you're going to chase after a girl, why are you dragging me into it?

I work in the service industry, how can I withstand this kind of treatment from you?

He glanced at Jiang Cheng out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Cheng's face remained unchanged, still sporting that lazy smile, as he put his arm around the blonde girl, his gaze casually sweeping between Qiu Yihe and Lin Chen.

It was as if he hadn't heard Lin Chen's words at all.

It was as if they heard it, but didn't care at all.

Zhou Yang felt a little more at ease.

This guy doesn't seem to be planning to make an example of him.

However, before he could catch his breath for even a few seconds, Jiang Cheng stared at Lin Chen's face for two seconds and then suddenly said "Oh—".

The tone was drawn out, as if he had just figured something out.

Jiang Cheng wasn't surprised by Lin Chen's sudden provocation.

When I first met him, I had a vague feeling that he saw me as a competitor.

Seeing Qiu Yihe's glare at him, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.

Then, after deliberately glancing at Lin Chen, she reached out and pinched Qiu Yihe's plump, collagen-filled face in front of everyone.

This pinch not only stunned everyone on the field, but even Zhou Yang, who was following Jiang Cheng, and the bodyguard next to Lin Chen couldn't help but twitch their facial muscles.

Not because of shock.

It's because everyone understood the counterattack power of Jiang Cheng's move.

In front of the Lin family.

He was embracing another woman.

He just reached out and pinched Miss Qiu's face.

This goes beyond simply being disrespectful.

This is rubbing salt into Lin Chen's face.

Zhou Yang subconsciously looked at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen's face jumped directly from "gentle" to "gloomy" without any transition.

He didn't want to offend anyone.

They can't afford to offend anyone.

He was just a service worker, honestly doing his job for nineteen years, never saying a word more than necessary, never even glancing at the office.

How did these two gentlemen end up bumping into each other today?

Zhou Yang immediately lowered his eyes and stared at the tips of his shoes.

Having worked in this industry for so many years, he has long since developed a skill: to look when he should look, and to keep his eyes glued to the ground when he shouldn't.

Now is the time not to watch.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng was probably the only one on the field who looked completely relaxed.

Qiu Yihe himself was already stunned.

What does this action mean?

My mind went blank.

All thoughts like jealousy, foreign girls, and "I don't care" were shattered by this one move.

His face almost instantly burned.

She instinctively tried to dodge, but her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and she could only watch helplessly as Jiang Cheng's face was so close, with that familiar, slightly wicked smile on his lips.

He had someone else in his arms, how could he dare?

Doesn't this make it seem like Jiang Cheng is telling others that there's an ambiguous relationship between her and Jiang Cheng?

"you……"

She wanted to say "What are you doing?", but Jiang Cheng's hand not only didn't retract, but instead rubbed her face several times before putting it down.

He pinched her cheek lightly, like teasing a child, or like asserting his ownership in a natural way.

She didn't care what the people around her thought after those few moves.

I felt my heart beating incredibly fast, and my eardrums were filled with the roar of blood rushing to my head.

This internal conflict caused Qiu Yihe's brain to completely shut down. She could only stand there, her cheeks flushed almost transparent, her eyes darting around, unsure of where to look. Finally, she lowered her head in a panic, her eyelashes trembling incessantly.

She even glanced at Chloe next to Jiang Cheng, intentionally or unintentionally.

P.S.: The short drama suddenly went live today, and I've been checking the data all day. It seems to be doing pretty well.

Oh, right, today is Valentine's Day. Although I'm still single and stuck at home, I wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day!