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Chapter 352 - 221 Welcome to Join Our Game_2

Chapter 352: Chapter 221 Welcome to Join Our Game_2

"Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen..."

Yu Xinwei wanted to step back, but to her horror, she found her legs immovable as if filled with lead.

"Are you nervous?"

Chen Cheng withdrew his hand and tossed a tissue onto the table, a slight sound resonating in the quiet private room.

The sound, clear in the silence, tightened Yu Xinwei’s nerves once again.

She dared not meet Chen Cheng’s eyes and instead spoke softly with her head lowered, "I... I just..."

"Just what?"

Chen Cheng leaned in slightly, closing the distance between them instantly.

Yu Xinwei could even feel his breath on her face.

"Just that, you seem different from what I imagined."

Chen Cheng smiled, "Oh? Then tell me, how should I be?"

"I..."

Yu Xinwei didn’t know how to respond, nor did she know what to say to please the man before her.

"Lift your head," Chen Cheng said.

Slowly, she raised her head, meeting Chen Cheng’s deep gaze.

In that moment, it felt as if she saw everything in the world, yet also saw nothing.

Chen Cheng’s expression was calm and profound.

Without a trace of desire or disturbance, as if nothing in the world could stir his heart.

"I’ll only say this once, I don’t like to see women crying in front of me."

Though Chen Cheng’s tone remained even, the pressure in his eyes rendered Yu Xinwei immobile.

"I understand, Mr. Chen."

Chen Cheng pointed to a seat; Yu Xinwei waited for him to sit down before she carefully took a seat as well.

"Keep the room card," Chen Cheng continued, "I have some serious matters to discuss with you."

"Yes."

"My bubble tea shop is opening, and you will be my endorser."

Yu Xinwei, still caught in the suffocating pressure from before, heard the words "bubble tea shop" and wondered if she was hallucinating.

"Mr. Chen, are you saying, let me endorse your bubble tea shop?"

Yu Xinwei’s tone carried a hint of disbelief.

She could not associate this man, exuding an air of regality and capable of casually handling a fortune, with the ordinary owners of street-side bubble tea shops.

Chen Cheng nodded, "Yes, any problem?"

"No... no problem..."

Yu Xinwei hurriedly waved her hand, yet confusion filled her heart.

She never expected that Chen Cheng, after doing her such a big favor, only wanted her to endorse his bubble tea shop.

She was, after all, a top star in the entertainment circle, constantly receiving offers from high-end brands.

Endorsing a down-to-earth product like bubble tea, typically pursued by young idols or internet celebrities, was nearly unheard of for a star of her status.

"No problems? Good," Chen Cheng said. "I’ll contact you in a while."

"Yes, I understand."

Tong Jialu observed the "favorable treatment" Chen Cheng extended to Yu Xinwei, feeling envious.

With no cost but agreeing to endorse, she could walk away with five hundred million to pay off debts—a treatment neither she nor Xia Yubing had ever experienced.

"Xiao Lu," Chen Cheng called.

"What is it, Brother Cheng?"

Looking at her and Yu Xinwei, he asked, "You two hadn’t met at Shulin’s place, had you?"

Both nodded simultaneously.

With legs crossed, Chen Cheng smiled, "Great, then get to know each other today."

"Get to know... each other?"

"What are we getting to know?"

Tong Jialu quickly understood what Chen Cheng meant.

Now she finally knew why Chen Cheng had invited her here today.

Tong Jialu pursed her lips, stood up, and walked to Yu Xinwei’s side.

"Tong..."

Before she could finish, Yu Xinwei tensed up.

She hadn’t expected that a simple word from Chen Cheng could transform Tong Jialu, making her seem like a different person.

If Tong Jialu was a harmless little rabbit just moments ago, now she resembled a lioness poised to strike, her entire demeanor radiating aggression.

At this moment, Yu Xinwei finally realized that Chen Cheng’s promise of not forcing difficulties meant he wouldn’t do it himself but left it for her to handle.

After about five to six minutes, Tong Jialu and Yu Xinwei separated.

Their lipstick had faded slightly, but their cheeks were flushed.

Chen Cheng approached Yu Xinwei, lifting her chin, "Very obedient."

Yu Xinwei felt her face heating up, burning, even scorching hot.

"Mr... Mr. Chen..."

Yu Xinwei’s voice was faint, and she wanted to avoid Chen Cheng’s gaze, but her chin was still clutched in his hand, rendering her unable to move.

"What? Not willing?"

Chen Cheng’s tone carried a hint of playfulness as he looked down at Yu Xinwei, a subtle interest flickering in his eyes.

"No... no I’m not..."

Yu Xinwei shook her head in panic, daring not refuse or go against Chen Cheng’s wishes.

"That’s a good girl."

Chen Cheng released his hand, but in the next second, Yu Xinwei unexpectedly grabbed his large hand, pressing her cheek into his palm.

"What’s the matter?"

"Mr. Chen, I understand," Yu Xinwei’s voice was soft, coquettish, "I will be obedient."

Chen Cheng was waiting for just this kind of initiative.

Tong Jialu, standing somewhat awkwardly to the side, especially seeing Yu Xinwei’s flirty demeanor, felt an urge to rush forward and take her place.