Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

On the day of the dinner, Su Qingyan reported to the laboratory at noon and urged Zhou Cheng to get off work quickly. Zhou Cheng finally took half a day off for the first time.

Gu Yi was relieved like an old father when he saw Zhou Cheng obediently leave with Su Qingyan. However, he was really worried about handing over this stage of Zhou Cheng's research to others, so he took charge himself. Just as he was about to ask Chu Fan to be his assistant, he suddenly found out that Chu Fan was absent today because he had a full class schedule, so he could only do it alone.

Zhou Cheng sat in the passenger seat and opened his notebook, continuing to give advice to Gu Yi remotely. After the car drove into the city, he realized that it was not the way home.

"Where are we going? Not home?"

"Go and get dressed." Su Qingyan held the steering wheel with one hand and hooked Zhou Cheng's chin with the other.

"Drive well."

Su Qingyan smiled and said that he was a driving god, but he also obediently looked forward again.

When it comes to their preferences for cars, the two people are in rare agreement, both are very obsessed with off-road vehicles.

Su Qingyan even collected off-road vehicles of various models. Just because Zhou Cheng looked at the G-Class a few more times, he bought several colors of them, so that Zhou Cheng could drive a different color every week.

"We agreed in advance that you must not put makeup on me." Zhou Cheng returned to the topic of "dressing up".

"You have such a beautiful face that you don't need any makeup. Just do a hairstyle or apply a layer of foundation at most." Su Qingyan reached out to shake Zhou Cheng's hand again.

“Don’t put on foundation either…” Zhou Cheng tilted his head back with a painful expression.

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say. Dr. Zhou can easily defeat those little stars without makeup."

Zhou Cheng thought Su Qingyan would take him directly to the venue of the dinner, but he still underestimated the ability of these rich people to make trouble.

Su Qingyan took Zhou Cheng to a private club that was decorated like a medieval castle.

"Boss Su, Mr. Zhou, please come this way. He Zhu has already sent us the specific regulations."

After entering the door, they were led to a special elevator.

Zhou Cheng followed Su Qingyan inside, confused, not knowing what he was up to.

"Take a shower first." Su Qingyan pulled Zhou Cheng, who was standing in a daze, into the room.

"Why do you suddenly want to take a shower?" Zhou Cheng asked Su Qingyan puzzledly after closing the door.

"Don't be so tense, relax a little, and we'll give you a massage later." Su Qingyan tested the water temperature in the bathtub filled with flower petals.

"You have taken over the whole world of luxury and debauchery." Zhou Cheng had no choice but to adapt to the local customs.

"Don't make false accusations against me." Su Qingyan poked Zhou Cheng's chest lightly.

The two of them took a relatively peaceful bath together in the bathtub.

While lying on the bed and being massaged, Su Qingyan fell asleep smoothly again. Zhou Cheng also relaxed for once and fell into a half-asleep and half-wakeful state.

"Mr. Zhou, it's almost time."

A strange female voice whispered in Zhou Cheng's ear. Zhou Cheng woke up suddenly and raised his hand to look at his watch.

"Mr. Zhou, it's 4pm now. The banquet will start at 7:pm."

After being woken up, Zhou Cheng quickly came to his senses, muttering to himself that it seemed that everyone was well aware of Su Qingyan's bad temper when he just woke up, so he personally provided wake-up service for Mr. Su.

"No hurry, sleep a little longer."

Sure enough, Su Qingyan frowned and looked very unhappy.

But after a few seconds, he sighed heavily, then turned over and sat up.

"What are you doing with all this startling?"

Zhou Cheng was startled by his series of actions.

"No, I have to dress you myself."

Su Qingyan said this and got out of bed and pushed Zhou Cheng out.

They were taken into a luxurious and huge cloakroom.

"Boss Su, these are the ready-made clothes that you and Mr. Zhou took measurements of. These are the suits that are suitable for your event."

"What's the theme this time?" Su Qingyan looked at the clothes.

“The Jazz Age.”

"Well, Gatsby." Su Qingyan's eyes lit up, and he remembered the scene in the classic movie, and then said, "I want to wear the pink one."

"Or you can pick again..." Zhou Cheng couldn't accept Su Qingyan wearing pink in such a formal occasion.

Finally, at the suggestion of the stylist, Su Qingyan chose a standard three-piece suit, consisting of a light blue shirt, a gold tie, a brown vest, and a white suit jacket.

After putting on the clothes, Su Qingyan looked at himself in the mirror for a long time, and always felt that something was missing.

"Wrong hair color."

Finally he came to a conclusion and immediately gave the order.

"Dye your hair golden brown."

Seeing the stylist prepare the dyeing tools without saying a word, Zhou Cheng asked Su Qingyan with some trepidation.

"Is this necessary?"

"Of course it is necessary. President Su hasn't participated in public events for a long time, so he must make a shining appearance."

After a while, the stylist sprayed Su Qingyan's hair with a new color.

Zhou Cheng looked at Su Qingyan, who looked like a mixed-race after makeup, and his calm heart began to beat again.

Su Qingyan's skin is very fair, and his pupils are not pure black, but close to amber. His retro slicked-back hair and this suit really fit the theme of the "Jazz Age".

Zhou Cheng was not as high-profile as him. He simply had the same hairstyle, a well-ironed black suit, a brown striped tie, and a square scarf of the same color in his left breast pocket, which considered that he had completed the task.

Su Qingyan looked at them in the mirror, and his eyes became more and more complicated.

"I have to wear black to my weddings from now on."

"Okay... I'll do as you say."

Zhou Cheng couldn't understand how Su Qingyan's thoughts suddenly jumped to the wedding.

When the stylist opened several large boxes of high-end jewelry sent by the brand and placed them on the table, Zhou Cheng was blinded once again.

"Mr. Su, please choose some accessories. In my humble opinion, you should choose gold ones, which will go perfectly with the suit you are wearing today."

Su Qingyan quickly chose the brooch and watch, but suddenly hesitated when choosing a ring.

"Zhou Cheng." He called Zhou Cheng softly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Cheng walked forward puzzledly.

"Why don't we have a ring?" Su Qingyan looked at Zhou Cheng in the mirror with some resentment in her eyes.

"The ring... has a lot of meaning. It's not something you can just wear casually."

Given Zhou Cheng's conservative personality, he thinks the ring can only be officially worn after the proposal.

"We are not casual either." Su Qingyan felt a little uncomfortable after hearing his answer.

"It's definitely not casual."

According to Zhou Cheng’s own plan, the next step is to come out to his family. The worst outcome is severing ties. Only after things at home are sorted out will he move on to the proposal stage.

"I have a task tonight, picking a wedding ring."

Su Qingyan pondered for a while and felt that he had to rely on himself to advance the progress. He didn't know how long it would take for Zhou Cheng to take the initiative.