4: Chapter 004 Shen Jing

Fifteen minutes later.

Then she gave Chen Cheng a charming look, turned towards the bathroom, looked back at him halfway, and raised an eyebrow.

"Chen, don't worry, I really don't mind you. Mwah~"

After blowing a kiss, she walked back to the bathroom. Leaning against the kitchen counter, Chen Cheng clenched his fists tightly.

Humiliation. This is absolutely a freaking humiliation!

Ever since he was mocked for the first time, Chen Cheng had been working out diligently.

But even though he had developed an eight-pack and a V-taper, his performance in "combat" hadn't improved much.

He glared fiercely at the bathroom, his heart seething.

He wondered if he should take some stimulants for the second half to deal with this arrogant vixen.

The reason the two could frequently "exchange techniques" wasn't that Chen Cheng was actually powerful enough to conquer Dada.

That wasn't realistic.

The two of them had hit it off after meeting at Ben's party. Chen Cheng was motivated by lust, while Dada was looking for something fresh.

Naturally, the first "match" wasn't that pleasant.

Different races, natural differences.

A Scum like Chen Cheng was not someone who would easily let go of a prize that was already in his grasp.

He immediately found two "zero-dollar shopping" brothers to stage a "hero saves the beauty" scene. Chen Cheng was a veteran of Bajiquan, so he didn't blow his cover in front of an actress like Dada.

That night, Dada expressed her gratitude through practical actions.

Later, Chen Cheng helped Dada resolve a casting issue.

Well, it was a role that originally belonged to her, but Chen Cheng, the Scum, had cheated.

After a few such encounters, Dada fell under Scum Chen's deceptive offensive.

Later, Chen Cheng moved to Angel City. When Dada accidentally saw Chen Cheng's private stock account, she fell for him completely.

...

That night, after Dada had fallen into a deep sleep, Chen Cheng came to the living room wearing a bathrobe.

He poured a glass of wine and sat on the sofa, reading messages from back home.

He casually replied with a "Received," then switched to another account and clicked on Jingjing's avatar. There were already over a dozen unread messages.

After reading them all, Chen Cheng took a sip of wine and began to reply.

"I'm glad you like it. When I saw it, I thought of you. The sun and the moon chasing each other, worlds apart, showcasing the infinite depth of the universe."

"Come visit Angel City again when you have the chance."

"Okay!"

He received a reply immediately after sending the message. It was working hours back home, so it seemed Shen Jing had been staring at her phone.

"But I always feel it's inappropriate to accept things from you."

"I don't want to be like this."

"You don't like it?" Chen Cheng asked back.

"No, but I feel like this isn't right, as if I've become a bad woman."

Chen Cheng's lips curled. He couldn't be bothered to call her out, acting as if she were a "good woman" right now.

"Are you afraid I can't keep a secret?"

"No! I know you're very tight-lipped."

"Then are you afraid of ruining your family?"

"...Not really, I know you wouldn't."

"Then what are you afraid of? We only see each other once or twice a year. Don't worry, if there's a day you're no longer willing, I won't pester you."

"...Alright."

"Anyway, let's not talk about that. Let me see you."

...

At this moment, on the other side of the ocean, in Magic City.

Inside a luxurious villa, Shen Jing glanced at the nanny who was helping her son study; no one was paying attention to her.

Gripping her phone, her face slightly flushed, she walked back to her room.

Entering the room, she complained in her heart, but her movements were practiced.

Nervous, joyful, thrilled—Shen Jing couldn't quite describe her specific emotions.

She had met this man named Cheng three years ago.

Three years ago, Shen Jing accidentally found a long strand of hair in Xie Zhiyuan's suit pocket that was a completely different color from hers.

In normal interactions between men and women, how could hair end up in a suit pocket? Clearly, Xie Zhiyuan had done something to betray her.

Shen Jing left in a huff and went to Angel City to clear her head.

Cheng was tall, witty, handsome, and young, which deeply attracted her.

It was also there that she understood how Yi Chuanxia's encounter with Jin Zhengwu in "One Meter of Sunshine"—three days of passion—could defeat eight years of relationship.

She truly couldn't help herself!

It wasn't that she had completely stopped loving Xie Zhiyuan, but these two men provided entirely different experiences for her: one was life, and the other was an occasional surprise.

Plus, although the time she spent with Cheng each year wasn't long, the emotions each time were very intense.

Even when they didn't meet, he would give her surprises from time to time—bags, designer clothes, exquisite jewelry—all of which were exactly to her taste.

Although she could afford these things herself.

But because they were from him, she always loved them, as he could always come up with new tricks.

Like this Van Cleef & Arpels Lady Jour Nuit watch: "The sun and the moon chasing each other, worlds apart."

Wasn't that describing the two of them?

How romantic.

Well, there was one more thing.

Just like right now.

Shen Jing once again glanced warily at the room door, then at the closed curtains, and then opened her phone with trembling fingers.

Ten minutes later, Angel City.

Chen Cheng picked up the phone as the screen lit up. After unlocking it, he leisurely watched a video and then skillfully uploaded it.

"Not bad, keep it up. Remember to do more maintenance."

"Mm... I know."

Switched accounts, locked the screen.

Pouring another glass of wine, a hint of cunning flashed in Chen Cheng's eyes.

He was really looking forward to seeing Shen Jing again, and even more so to seeing her expression when she saw him back home.

Although he didn't know which movie or TV show Shen Jing was a character from, who wouldn't love a beautiful woman?

Well, wine and women were cancers deep in his marrow; he couldn't change.

Especially after meeting beauties who were once out of reach, he became even more energized.

A loser's mentality.

Bear shrug.

...

The next day, Chen Cheng took Dada to the company's yacht party.

Chen Cheng had spent a million dollars to rent the boat for a week; he couldn't just not show his face.

That's how company team-building was. As the boss, you couldn't be there all the time, or the employees wouldn't feel comfortable playing.

But you couldn't be absent all the time either, or the people below wouldn't remember who was paying the bill.

Before Chen Cheng was ready to leave the yacht, Aks arrived by helicopter with three people.

"Boss, are you going back to Dragon Country?"

"Yes. You guys go to Harbor City and start working there."

"I understand, Boss. I'll arrange it right away."

Aks came and went quickly, leaving again by helicopter ten minutes later.

"You're going back to Dragon Country?" Dada looked at Chen Cheng in disbelief.

"Yes!" Chen Cheng nodded.

They had been together for over a dozen hours, and he hadn't mentioned it once. Dada was a bit angry. With a flick of her hand, the wine in her glass splashed onto Chen Cheng's chest, and she turned to leave.

Chen Cheng wasn't angry. He got up, chased after her, picked Dada up, and carried her back to the cabin room.

Soon, Dada took control.

Looking down at him, she said coldly, "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."

"You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, I would be happy to oblige."

"Do you understand your rights?"

The Scum's eyes were fixed on the beauty before him as he sighed, "You would definitely do well in law enforcement."

"You want this?" Dada leaned forward.

The Scum unconsciously stretched his head forward.

"What are you doing?"

"Working!" Chen Cheng answered forcefully.

...

"I forgive you," Dada whispered, her warm breath hitting the Scum's chest.

Chen Cheng's breath hitched. Damn, should I be happy?

Happy?

Or happy?

Actually, you really didn't need to say the previous sentence.

Chen Cheng stroked Dada's cheek with one hand.

They say Western girls age quickly, but right now, Dada was in her prime.

Fair skin, beautiful face, long legs, soft and large, with a pair of azure husky eyes.

Simply perfect!

"One more round!"

Chen Cheng's face, however, looked a bit like a bitter melon...