147: How did she get involved with President Chen?

Looking at Chen Qiu, who was slightly shy and even seemed to avoid her gaze, Cheng Yun felt a spark of interest.

In all the years she had spent struggling at the bottom of the entertainment industry, whenever she had taken the initiative, which of those men hadn't had eyes that lit up and hands that became restless?

By comparison, a guy like Chen Qiu, who took the initiative to keep his distance and was even shy, was truly rare.

"Why, Mr. Chen, do you lack confidence in yourself?"

Cheng Yun leaned forward slightly.

The coat, already unbuttoned, revealed a dazzling expanse of fair, smooth skin. As she leaned forward, resting on the table, it pressed out a hint of fullness.

"I will consider Miss Cheng's suggestion; exercise is indeed very important..."

Just as Chen Qiu finished speaking, he saw Cheng Yun tilt her head slightly and chuckle.

"I won't tease you anymore."

As she spoke, her voice paused for a moment, and then she changed the subject.

"You haven't given your thoughts yet!"

"What thoughts?"

Cheng Yun shook her phone.

"My thoughts on my dance, of course!"

Hearing this, Chen Qiu's gaze seemed to involuntarily fall upon her.

It was as if he wanted to pierce through that coat and see the outfit underneath.

"Very... very sexy... hmm, the movements were powerful, and your figure is perfect."

Chen Qiu's wavering voice was transmitted to Feng Man's ears through the microphone hidden on Cheng Yun, and she immediately sneered.

"There isn't a man who isn't lecherous!"

She now regretted not having Cheng Yun buy a hidden camera.

Otherwise, she would have been able to see this blind date guy's fascinating expressions.

"Ask him right now if he wants to see you dance a segment live!"

"Then have him hold your phone, and you dance a segment right in front of him at close range!"

"Get as close to him as possible, but don't let him take advantage of you, do you hear me, Yun!"

Hearing the softness in Feng Man's voice at the end, Cheng Yun curled her lip imperceptibly.

This fickle woman!

She wanted her to come out and seduce men for thrills, yet she also had an extremely strong possessive desire and didn't want anyone else to touch her!

To put it bluntly, she was just a plaything that Feng Man cherished.

A trace of sorrow flashed in Cheng Yun's eyes, but she quickly adjusted her emotions.

"Mr. Chen, so... do you want to see me dance live?"

Before Chen Qiu could speak, Cheng Yun shoved the phone, which was already recording, into his hand.

The next moment, she stood up.

Only then did Chen Qiu notice that at some point, the buttons of her coat had all been undone.

The coat lapels fell to both sides, revealing a tight-fitting, tube-top camisole.

Underneath ultra-short denim shorts, she was wearing a layer of smooth black silk stockings.

Chen Qiu was slightly stunned.

In this temperature, wearing such revealing inner clothing under a fully enclosed coat gave a distinct impression of a "flashing" play.

Even for Chen Qiu, it was hard not to feel a sense of peculiarity.

Meanwhile, far away in Magic City, Feng Man closed her eyes, imagining this exciting scene, and let out a soft hum.

Accompanied by the soothing music of the lounge bar, Cheng Yun began to sway.

As she twisted her hips and pelvis, bumping against the heavy coat, etching out the ultimate waist-to-hip curve, the hem of her coat would flutter, revealing the scenery within!

It must be said that Cheng Yun was quite professional when it came to dancing on the edge.

Even in an environment with other people around, she showed no stage fright.

While swaying, she was still able to manage her seductive expressions.

She clasped her hands together, biting her red lips, and her long, beautiful eyes kept shooting electric glances at Chen Qiu.

Even the lounge bar staff, seeing this, quickly switched to a dance track.

As the explosive drum beats began.

Cheng Yun took a step forward, placed one hand on Chen Qiu's shoulder, and while spinning, almost pressed herself against Chen Qiu, swaying.

Thinking that Feng Man, who always controlled her, could only hear the sound but not see the visuals, a sense of excitement inexplicably emerged in her heart.

Under the influence of the slight alcohol buzz, her movements became increasingly bold.

Feeling the genuine, tactile sensation, even Chen Qiu, who was posing as an honest man, was a bit shocked.

Seeing that everyone else in the shop was looking over, Chen Qiu quickly held Cheng Yun down.

"You're off-camera!"

Noticing that someone was even about to raise their phone to film, Chen Qiu pulled her straight out of the lounge bar.

"What's wrong, shy?"

Cheng Yun hugged Chen Qiu, the two of them pressed extremely close, her slightly husky, dominant-woman voice drilling into Chen Qiu's ears.

It tickled.

However, before Chen Qiu could react, he faintly heard a somewhat blurry voice.

"Cheng Yun, that's it, tease him!"

Hearing the voice, Chen Qiu's pupils contracted sharply.

Damn, there really is a mission?!

But it seems to be a female voice?

Could it be the so-called strategist?

Chen Qiu felt a chill in his heart and calmly broke free from Cheng Yun's embrace.

Cheng Yun, having opened her coat and stepped outdoors, felt the slightly cold night wind blowing on her, and her neck shrank slightly.

"Put your clothes on properly, you'll catch a cold."

Chen Qiu considerately blocked the wind for Cheng Yun.

If anyone else saw her like this, they might mistake him for her Sugar Daddy.

After Cheng Yun buttoned up her coat, she checked the time.

It was half-past eight.

The movie started at nine o'clock.

"We can almost head to the cinema; we might as well take a walk while we're at it."

"Let's go."

In the lounge bar.

Seeing Chen Qiu and Cheng Yun run off, some customers let out sighs of regret.

They had thought they would be able to see some exciting scenes.

"That girl's outfit under her coat just now seemed really hot!"

"I noticed it too, hehe..."

Amidst the rising and falling discussions, a tall girl stared in shock at the figure of Chen Qiu as he had just left.

"Xin Xin, how is it?"

Zhang Xin did not answer her friend's question, her eyes trembling in shock and uncertainty.

"Was that just now... President Chen?"

"That woman is Cheng Yun?!"

"Isn't this woman Cheng Yun chasing her dreams in Magic City?"

"How did she hook up with President Chen?"