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Chapter 419 - 250 Attending_2

Chapter 419: Chapter 250 Attending_2

"I’m used to it now..."

Thinking back to everything that happened last night, Meng Wanning’s heart still races, her shyness overwhelming.

Although Chen Cheng didn’t go all the way, such an experience still felt foreign yet wonderful to Meng Wanning.

Chen Cheng, feeling the bashfulness of the person in his arms, smiled even more.

He toyed with her smooth hair, "Still nervous?"

"Not nervous anymore..."

Chen Cheng’s kiss landed again on her forehead, tender and lingering. "That’s good."

Meng Wanning nodded slightly, reminding him, "Mr. Chen, don’t you have a contract to sign with Liu City today?"

Chen Cheng sobered up for half a second, "What time is it?"

"It’s a quarter past six."

"You woke up quite early." Chen Cheng smiled, "Pass me my phone."

Meng Wanning slid out of bed nimbly and handed the phone to Chen Cheng.

After Chen Cheng took it, he opened his left arm, and Meng Wanning snuggled back in, lying down again.

He dialed Chen Donghai’s number.

Soon, the call connected.

"Mr. Chen."

Chen Donghai’s voice was clearly groggy, but he tried his best to wake up.

"Ten o’clock this morning, go sign the contract with Liu Shaoxin." Chen Cheng spoke steadily, "I’ve negotiated the terms already, you just need to sign."

"Got it, Mr. Chen."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Cheng embraced Meng Wanning again, "All done."

He looked at the obedient little cat in his arms, "The rest of the time is for you to arrange."

Meng Wanning smiled sweetly, she knew that he, who was holding her, would never break his promise.

"Then... shall we go have breakfast first?"

"This early?" Chen Cheng was somewhat surprised.

Meng Wanning crawled out from Chen Cheng’s embrace, "The plan for a day lies in the morning; it’s time to have breakfast."

Chen Cheng looked at her serious expression and couldn’t help but smile, "Let’s eat, but I don’t feel like leaving this tender embrace."

Saying that, he pulled Meng Wanning back again.

Meng Wanning let out a soft moan, her face’s smile impossible to hide, "Shall I go pack up the breakfast to bring back to the room then?"

Chen Cheng took her hand, "Such beautiful hands shouldn’t be doing such rough work."

He said with a smile, "You need to give me some motivation."

"What kind of motivation?"

Meng Wanning blinked in confusion, her long eyelashes fluttering like little fans, gazing clearly at Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng whispered in her ear, "Like, a good morning kiss."

Before Meng Wanning could react, Chen Cheng had already moved in.

Meng Wanning was half-hearted at first but soon became engrossed.

After a while, they parted lips.

Meng Wanning’s face was tinged with a light blush, and Chen Cheng ruffled her hair, "Good girl, let’s have breakfast."

"Mr. Chen, let me help you wash up." Meng Wanning’s voice was gentle.

"Serve...?"

Chen Cheng clearly hadn’t expected her to use this term, after all, among his many women, not even Xiao Meier had said such a thing.

Meng Wanning saw the look of surprise on Chen Cheng’s face, "Did I... say something wrong?"

Chen Cheng smiled, "Have I really become a landowner?"

"Stop it~"

The two got out of bed one after another, Meng Wanning heading to the bathroom first, squeezing out toothpaste and taking out her facial cleanser, squeezing some onto her hand, and working it into a lather.

"Mr. Chen, wet your face first."

Chen Cheng splashed water on his face haphazardly, while Meng Wanning applied the foam from her hands to Chen Cheng’s face, gently massaging his cheeks, forehead, and chin.

She even asked, "Does it feel good?"

Chen Cheng enjoyed it with closed eyes, "They say that landlords in plays know how to indulge; I’ve really experienced that today! This is so refreshing!"

Meng Wanning giggled at Chen Cheng’s exaggerated words, her motions becoming even gentler, her fingertips gliding over his cheeks like a feather’s light touch, causing a tingly sensation.

"Mr. Chen, if you like it, I will wash your face for you every day."

Chen Cheng opened his eyes, looking at the serious girl in front of him, and took her hand, "Wan Wan, thank you. I didn’t expect..."

Meng Wanning pulled her hand back, "Mr. Chen, close your eyes quickly, be careful not to get foam in them."

Chen Cheng closed his eyes with a smile on his lips; he liked the feeling of being cared for by Meng Wanning, something no one else could provide.

After washing his face, Meng Wanning carefully dried the water droplets from his face, then handed him the toothbrush with the toothpaste already applied.

Chen Cheng took the toothbrush and asked while brushing, "Oh, I never asked you before. Do you live in the troupe’s dormitory in Beijing?"

Meng Wanning nodded, "The troupe has dormitories. I share a room with my junior sister."

After rinsing his mouth, Chen Cheng asked, "How are the conditions there?"

"It’s alright, everyone is used to it."

She continued, "It’s just that in the winter, it’s inconvenient; we have to go to the public bathhouse to bathe."

Chen Cheng wiped the water from his mouth, "Then after you get back, why don’t you move out?"

Meng Wanning was startled, looked up puzzledly, and asked, "Move... move out to live?"

"Mhm, I was thinking, maybe you could move out, and I can find you a nicer place."

Seeing Meng Wanning hesitate, Chen Cheng asked, "What’s wrong? You don’t want to? Or is it inconvenient?"

"I need to ask my mentor." Meng Wanning replied, "I’m afraid she won’t agree."

She had grown up in the opera company and Cui Xiaoling was like a parent to her; she needed her mentor’s consent for any major decision.

Chen Cheng nodded in understanding, "Right, you should. Then after you go back, find a time to ask your mentor. If she agrees, I’ll arrange for someone to help you find a place."

"What if she doesn’t agree?"

Chen Cheng thought for a moment, "Then I’ll visit her, with gifts and sincerity, to get her to agree to let you move out."

Meng Wanning covered her mouth with a giggle, "Are you coming to formally propose marriage then?"

Chen Cheng wrapped his arms around Meng Wanning’s slender waist and said to her, "I just want to give you everything I can, the best in the world."

He looked at her, "I know you’ve grown up in the opera company and are used to life there, but I also hope you can have better living conditions, so you don’t have to bear the cold and inconvenience of winter anymore."

Meng Wanning’s heart was deeply moved by his words.

She lifted her head, her eyes full of emotion and love.

"Mr. Chen..." she choked out, "Thank you, you are so good to me..."

"Why thank, you deserve the best anyway."

Chen Cheng paused, "But I’m not completely sure; you should also prepare yourself mentally. If your mentor indeed doesn’t agree, let’s not force it."

Meng Wanning nodded, "I know, I’ll try to persuade her."

Chen Cheng looking at her determined expression, "If it really doesn’t work out, then I’ll rent a place near your troupe. That way, you won’t need to go to the bathhouse anymore."

"Mr. Chen, thank you, you’re always so considerate of me."

Chen Cheng smiled and playfully rubbed her nose, "You’re my girlfriend; if I don’t consider you, who should I consider?"

Meng Wanning was overjoyed, stood on tiptoe, and leaned in once more.

...

...

The hotel’s breakfast selection was still rich, with choices from all over the place.

Meng Wanning still ate lightly, a bowl of white porridge, an egg, and a stack of salted vegetables.

Chen Cheng ordered a bowl of rice noodles, but, having not been an early riser for over a month, his appetite hadn’t kicked in.

Staring at the steaming beef rice noodles, he just couldn’t eat.

Meng Wanning saw Chen Cheng not touching his chopsticks and asked, "Mr. Chen, doesn’t it suit your taste?"

"It’s probably because I woke up too early; my brain is alert, but my stomach is still asleep." Chen Cheng smiled, "I’ll get a cup of coffee."

Meng Wanning quickly reached out to stop him, "It’s not good to drink coffee so early in the morning."

She said earnestly, "You drank alcohol again last night, can your stomach handle it?"

Chen Cheng smiled lightly, "Then what should I eat?"

Meng Wanning scooped up some porridge and brought it to Chen Cheng’s mouth, "Have some white porridge."

"Mmm~ Sweet!"

After a taste, Chen Cheng said, "Porridge fed by Wan Wan is even sweeter than if it had sugar in it."

Meng Wanning peeled her egg, "Open up, have some of this too."

"You’re always so good to me, Wan Wan."

Watching Chen Cheng eat, Meng Wanning felt happy, "Mr. Chen, do you always take advice like this?"

"Not necessarily." Chen Cheng leaned back in his chair, legs crossed, "It depends on who it is."

Meng Wanning was momentarily dazed, then understood.

She smiled softly and scooped another spoonful for him, "Then in the future, I want to take care of you like this, is that okay?"

"Just drop the question, and it’s a deal."