Godly Rich System: So what if a real heiress has a few hundred million?

Because of the backlighting, Chu Youhen couldn't see Shen Zhile clearly, as if there was a thin veil covering her. He tried to lift it, but his wrist was held down.

Shen Zhile looked at the man in front of her, her eyes slightly narrowed as she tried to get a better look. Perhaps she had drunk too much alcohol earlier, as his eyes were red.

His eyes held a tenderness and lingering affection that he had never noticed.

Shen Zhile slid her fingers down, stopped when she felt the man tremble slightly, and brought the wine glass in her hand to his lips.

Chu Youhen obediently drank the wine she was offered.

Wine dripped down Chu Youhen's lips, and Shen Zhile's eyes were full of laughter as she touched Chu Youhen's Adam's apple with her fingertip. "It's all red down to your neck."

Chu Youhen reacted instantly, feeling the heat on her face and the cheers of the people around her.

Shen Zhile straightened up, her hands still wet with wine. Under Chu Youhen's gaze, she touched her lips with her finger and licked the moisture off them with the tip of her tongue.

Chu Youhen froze for a moment, then turned her head away in a panic.

"Aaaaaaah!!! Sister A, I want you to feed me wine too!!"

Chen Xiaowan jumped up and down excitedly; that scene just now was so cool!

She really wanted to possess Chu Youhen's soul!

"Sister Le, you are my goddess! I blushed and my heart was pounding just watching you!"

What they just witnessed made these young masters blush.

Some even hoped that they would be the next one to draw the lottery.

Shen Zhile turned to talk to the others, and no one noticed Chu Youhen on the sofa, stiff and huddled to the side.

When Chu Youhen came to her senses, she could only see Shen Zhile's back, which was just as beautiful as the person in the photo.

Chu Youhen felt her heart pounding unusually, pursed her lips, and lowered her head.

Shen Zhile paid no attention to Chu Youhen behind her; she was only doing this as a punishment.

Instead of targeting other people, it's better to choose your own male models and pay them more.

After the cheers subsided, the game resumed.

Almost everyone was drawn next, and no one could resist laughing at the embarrassing moments.

Joy filled the entire private room.

……

When Cheng Yu came to pick her up, he saw that the young lady was a little drunk.

He sat on the sofa, propping his face up with his hand, staring blankly ahead.

The girls that Shen Zhile had invited earlier had all been sent out, leaving only Lin Fang and his group of men with their female companions in the private room.

Chu Youhen stayed by Shen Zhile's side the whole time, and only stepped aside when she saw someone coming.

Lin Fang was still playing with his brothers when he saw the person coming and waved to him. "Zhi Le drank quite a lot tonight. Go back and prepare some hangover soup."

Cheng Yu nodded. He had sent a message to Xiao Yang before coming in.

Cheng Yu looked at Shen Zhile and squatted down, "Young Miss."

Shen Zhile was a little dazed, but fortunately, she was well-behaved when drunk and sat quietly to the side without causing any drunken trouble.

Hearing the familiar voice, he finally raised his somewhat sluggish head. "Cheng Yu?"

Cheng Yu nodded and helped the person up.

Shen Zhile stood up, putting almost all her strength on Cheng Yu.

Lin Fang rubbed his temples, and seeing Shen Zhile's appearance, he felt a little regretful for not keeping an eye on her while she was drinking.

He drank some baijiu (Chinese liquor), and the more he drank, the more energetic he became, until he ended up passing out from drinking.

He noticed that the person was waving their little hand and still wanted to drink.

He reached out to help the person up, nodded to the people around him, and led them out of the private room.

Cheng Yu is very strong, so there's no way he could make Shen Zhile stagger.

Shen Zhile didn't know what she was thinking. She stood still, and Cheng Yu didn't try to pull her away. He stopped and bent down, "Miss, what's wrong?"

Cheng Yu is 1.9 meters tall, while Shen Zhile is 2 centimeters short of 1.7 meters, so she has to look up if Cheng Yu doesn't bend over.

Having been by Shen Zhile's side for so long, Cheng Yu naturally knew that Shen Zhile didn't like to look up, so he always bent down to look at her at eye level.

Shen Zhile leaned against the wall, looking at the man in front of her, her understanding was still very clear.

"Cheng Yu".

“I’m here.” Cheng Yu held her with one hand to prevent Shen Zhile from slipping.

Shen Zhile's head was buzzing. Outside the private room, there was deafening music and dazzling lights as he looked at the person in front of him.

Tsk.

It looks even darker.

The sensation on the arm was undeniable; Shen Zhile turned her head and saw the arm brimming with sexual tension.

Shen Zhile swallowed hard and reached out to poke his arm.

hiss!

I think Cheng Yu still retains some charm.

Cheng Yu had been paying close attention to the young lady's subtle movements, and his arm, which hadn't been deliberately strained, swelled up a bit the instant she touched him.

"Young Miss, shall we go home?"

Cheng Yu calmly withdrew his hand, intending to help the person up.

Shen Zhile was initially quite engrossed in touching it, but suddenly stopped, and looked at Cheng Yu with some anger.

Cheng Yu felt a little guilty under their gaze, but ultimately did not reach out his hand.

Shen Zhile's temper flared up, and like a child, she turned her head away, completely ignoring Cheng Yu.

No matter what Cheng Yu said, Shen Zhile ignored it all.

This was the first time Cheng Yu had seen the young lady act so childishly, but he still asked patiently, "Young lady?"

Shen Zhile pretended not to hear. What's wrong with her touching her muscles?

She's just a little girl who likes to touch her muscles.

Looking at her, Cheng Yu finally extended his arm and said gently, "Miss, shall we go home?"

Shen Zhile didn't care at all; he finally got to touch the muscles he had always dreamed of.

In my past life I could only watch with envy, but in this life I can finally be with you.

She never imagined she would be such a cheerful little girl!

Shen Zhile completely ignored Cheng Yu's words.

Cheng Yu didn't urge him, and just bent over and looked down at the girl in front of him.

In the cramped space, their breaths mingled.

Shen Zhile was satisfied with the touch, and looked up at the person in front of her with a smile.

Cheng Yu's heart skipped a beat as he looked at her smile, then began to pound uncontrollably, as if afraid she wouldn't hear him.

Cheng Yu suddenly sat up straight, leaning back slightly. "Young Miss, shall we go home?"

Shen Zhile tilted her head and quietly looked at Cheng Yu, her voice soft and sweet from being drunk, "Cheng Yu, your ears are red."

Cheng Yu reflexively touched his ear, feeling a warmth. He was momentarily at a loss for where to look; he realized that the young lady, after drinking, was a bit...

Flirting.

Shen Zhile frowned as she watched the person hesitate to turn around. "Turn around."

Cheng Yu turned back, but dared not meet her gaze.

Shen Zhile seemed to be recalling something in her mind, and raised her arms amidst the noisy atmosphere, "Hug me."

Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, but in the end, he did not let her hand miss.

He bent down and picked the person up, not in a princess carry, but in a fatherly carry.

Shen Zhile sat to Cheng Yu's right, and because she was a little scared of the height, she hugged his neck and leaned against Cheng Yu.

The sensation beneath his buttocks was striking. Shen Zhile looked at Cheng Yu's ears, which were so red they could bleed, and leaned against him with amusement, feeling as if he had no bones. "Cheng Yu, let's go home."

"Okay, miss."

Cheng Yu carried the person towards the elevator.

Chu Youhen watched the departing figure, her stray hairs obscuring her eyes, making it impossible to discern the expression in them.