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Chapter 96: Chapter 96 Mr. Chen Likes Batman
"Er Cheng, something’s not quite right."
Liu Zhiya had tried for half a day, but still couldn’t get Er Cheng to look up.
Wiping the fine sweat off her forehead, she looked at Chen Cheng with some grievance, "Mr. Chen, are you not satisfied with me?"
Chen Cheng was also puzzled.
Perhaps it was because of drinking too much tonight, or maybe it was due to playing too hard with the contrasting sisters, or it could be Xiao Meier’s considerate and tenderness that lingered in his mind.
What puzzled him even more was that Liu Zhiya, who was trying extremely hard to please him, seemed very invested, but her techniques were not as skilled as he had anticipated.
The cute little tiger teeth even felt somewhat sore.
He took a deep breath, "It started off just fine, how did it lose its vigor?"
Liu Zhiya stood up straight, hands on hips, observing Chen Cheng’s condition.
"Could it be..."
She caught Chen Cheng’s expression and then a light flashed in her eyes.
"I know!" Liu Zhiya felt like she was holding the winning ticket.
"What do you know?"
"Mr. Chen, please wait a moment," she turned and walked towards the bathroom, "I’ll be right back."
Chen Cheng sighed and lay down on the soft bed, staring at the ceiling.
And at this moment, it was just midnight.
The panel in his mind refreshed as well.
[Interest Settled for Today]
[You have earned 1,795,404.48 RMB]
[Current Funds: 37,138,012.48 RMB]
[Current Daily Interest Rate: 5.08%]
[Expenditure: 7,631/1,000,000]
[Items: Need 3,000,000 to unlock]
"Ah, I hope there’s nothing wrong with my body?"
Chen Cheng supported his head with his hands, even the thrill of money failed to pique his interest at the moment.
As he was lost in confusion, a crisp sound of high heels came from the bathroom.
Chen Cheng turned his head to see that Liu Zhiya had put back on the Batman mask and gauze dress from the selection show.
Upon closer inspection, she had even touched up her makeup.
The pointed ear cap covered the upper half of her face, revealing only the delicately made-up eyes and tempting red lips.
Inside the over-knee high-heeled boots were a pair of Wolford’s strap stockings.
Black, light grey, and snow white colors overlapped, setting off Liu Zhiya’s skin as white as snow.
Chen Cheng was a bit stunned seeing this.
Stepping lightly like a cat, she seemed like a character from a movie, slowly walking towards Chen Cheng, every step fully curvy and seductively enticing.
The black boots stepped next to Chen Cheng’s legs, the thin heels leaving a shallow indentation on the soft mattress.
Liu Zhiya leaned over, "Mr. Chen, do you feel it now?"
Chen Cheng slowly sat up from the bed, looking at her in front of him.
Liu Zhiya looked down and a crescent-shaped smile hung on her red lips, finally a look of relief shone in her eyes, "Energized!"
She flipped her hair and said, "So Mr. Chen likes this~!"
Chen Cheng grabbed her slender waist and Liu Zhiya fell onto the bed in response.
Her eyes slightly picking up, revealing an enticing allure.
The sudden attack caught her off-guard like a torrential rain.
Her mind went blank, and all she could do was close her eyes instinctively.
But those domineering kisses came down like a sudden downpour, and her soft earlobe became Chen Cheng’s target, at his mercy for fierce assault.
Liu Zhiya had never experienced such intense yet precise teasing, and her head spun even more.
And the tears in the corners of her eyes fell unnoticed by Chen Cheng.
Just as she was about to embrace him, to accept such fate and arrangement, in the next second, Chen Cheng caught her hands and pressed them down hard on the bed, fingers tightly entwined.
"Mr. Chen..."
...
...
At six in the morning, Chen Cheng got up, dressed, and walked towards the door.
Liu Zhiya, hearing the noise, sleepily opened her eyes and asked the man at the door, "Mr. Chen, are you leaving?"
Chen Cheng glanced back, his voice cold, "Yes, something came up."
Liu Zhiya sat up, a few strands of hair sticking to her chest, still feeling the warmth of the last night.
She looked at him in a daze.
She silently replayed last night’s scene frame by frame in her mind, a wildness that had accelerated Liu Zhiya’s heartbeat, unforgettable.
Clenching the blanket tightly with her hands, her fingertips slightly white, she tried to find a bit of solace in the touch.
"Mr. Chen, can we... see each other again?"
Chen Cheng’s mouth curved into a smile, but the smile held an indescribable distance, as if the gap between them widened invisibly at that moment.
He did not answer, opened the door, and left.
Bang.
Liu Zhiya looked towards the doorway, filled with confusion and puzzlement.
Although last night’s tenderness was still crystal clear, why did it now seem like a dream, leaving nothing but a hollow emptiness after waking?
Her heartbeat gradually calmed, but the ripples in her heart were still disturbing and restless.
Liu Zhiya recalled every detail of last night, every look from Chen Cheng, every move, as if they were etched in her heart, unable to be erased.
She didn’t understand why he could so easily detach, as if last night’s madness was just an interlude in his life.
And she, however, was deeply trapped, unable to extricate herself.
Liu Zhiya slowly rose to her feet, walked to the window, and watched as the sky outside gradually brightened.
Then she took out her cell phone and dialed Wen Shulin’s number.
"Chairman Wen."
Wen Shulin, drowsy, "So early?"
"Mr. Chen has already left."
"Good, I know."
Liu Zhiya tentatively asked: "About the 70,000 yuan you promised me..."
"At 9:30, wait for me at the CGG parking lot."
Wen Shulin cleared his throat, "Right, the makeup bag I borrowed from you yesterday, remember to bring it over."
Liu Zhiya did not feel the joy of receiving money; it was as if she had completed a mission, a mission that sold herself out.
She looked at the scattered cosmetics on the bedside table, "Alright..."
Liu Zhiya’s nerves instantly tightened, "Chairman Wen, the bag seems to have disappeared."
"What?!"
Liu Zhiya walked towards the bathroom, still not seeing the Hermes makeup bag.
"The bag is gone, but the cosmetics inside are still here," she hurriedly said:
"Don’t worry, as soon as I get back to the city, I will buy a new one to compensate you!"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
Liu Zhiya thought that Wen Shulin was angry as her voice grew smaller, "Chairman Wen... I..."
"It’s not necessary, 9:30, CGG."
After dropping this remark, there was a busy tone on the phone.
Liu Zhiya despondently looked at her reflection in the mirror, as if the person looking exactly like her in there had changed so much overnight that she no longer recognized herself.
Slap!
Slap!
Liu Zhiya fiercely slapped herself twice, tears also started falling at that moment.
She cried quietly, the pain in her heart was more torturous than the initial tear from last night.
"Sister, you have money for the surgery now..."
...
...
Chen Donghai arrived at Huashan Golf at 5:30 am.
When he saw Chen Cheng with a somber expression, he snubbed out the half-smoked cigarette and opened the car door.
"Mr. Chen."
It was the first time Chen Cheng had seen Chen Donghai smoke.
Then, looking at his feet, he noticed four or five cigarette butts, but he didn’t ask any questions and dove into the Da Lao.
The Hermes makeup bag was in Chen Cheng’s hands.
After getting in the car, he scrutinized it over and over, and he couldn’t believe how Wen Shulin was dealing with him.
"What a dirty trick to use against me!" he cursed angrily.
Chen Donghai heard the noise but didn’t look away, still focusing on the road ahead.
Chen Cheng took several deep breaths to calm his emotions.
Last night, watching Liu Zhiya sleep soundly by his side, he thought of what Tong Jialu had told him, that Wen Shulin was a cautious person.
This could also be seen from the arrangement of this event.
But the giveaway was with Liu Zhiya, who accompanied him.
Chen Cheng had talked with her; she didn’t make much money from business performances and her phone was still an iPhone 6S.
Yet the makeup bag in Chen Cheng’s hands was Hermes’ most trendy modified version of the year.
Many girls who pursue quality would spend 5,000 yuan on a lunchbox bag, which was meant to be carried in hand, but instead, they’d use it to store their cosmetics.
He had seen one like this in Tong Jialu’s bedroom.
But Liu Zhiya was not Tong Jialu; a person who couldn’t even bear to change her phone, how could she possibly spend 5,000 yuan on such a trinket?
He also considered that perhaps someone else gave it to Liu Zhiya, but could she reject a conspicuous new phone and choose a makeup bag that others couldn’t see?
After much thought, Chen Cheng felt there was something wrong with the bag.
Taking advantage of Liu Zhiya still being asleep, he took the bag into the bathroom, opened it to find Givenchy’s loose powder, Chanel’s eyeshadow, Dior’s lipstick, Lancome’s mascara – every item was a top-tier brand.
Chen Cheng thought for a moment; these expensive items definitely weren’t within Liu Zhiya’s affordable range.
After searching thoroughly, he indeed found two micro cameras on the bottom tier of the bag, like two decorative buttons dotted at the bottom, placed atop this modified Hermes; at a glance, they were utterly seamless.
Chen Cheng fell silent for a while, fiddling with the specially modified Hermes in his hands, continuously guessing why Wen Shulin would do this.
"A star fund manager, needs to deal with me in this manner?" he frowned.
"Xiao Hai, what day is it today?" Chen Cheng asked.
Chen Donghai replied, "Friday."
Chen Cheng took a deep breath; following the tradition of CGG’s fund product announcement, the last five billion would be made public today.
Once checked, it would be clear who the funds were under, revealing who Wen Shulin’s actions were for.
Chen Cheng took out two memory cards, then left the bag on the co-driver’s seat, "Keep this thing safe for me."
Chen Donghai glanced, "Okay, Mr. Chen."
He then asked: "Are we heading back to Wanbao Hall now?"
"Let’s go buy a bouquet of flowers first," Chen Cheng replied.
Chen Donghai looked at the time again, "It’s so early, the flower shop might not be open yet."
He provided an alternative to Chen Cheng, "However, we can go to Dongfeng Global Flower Market, which is on Guangying East Road."
Chen Cheng leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes to rest, "Call me when we get there; I’ll take a nap."
"Okay, Mr. Chen."
The Da Lao drove out of the gates of Huashan Golf, and the day gradually brightened.
But the dream Chen Cheng left Liu Zhiya with last night was not yet fully awakened.
