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Chapter 422 - 252 Calming Pill

Chapter 422: Chapter 252 Calming Pill

Chen Cheng stood in front of the door, holding the thin room card, hesitating to swipe it to enter.

He was pondering a question.

That is, why did Yu Xinwei go through such a big loop to find him.

About a few seconds later, Chen Cheng still swiped the card, opened the door, and walked in.

The room was dimly lit, the curtains were tightly closed, and only one bedside lamp was on, casting a hazy outline of the room.

Yu Xinwei was not sitting on the sofa but stood by the window, her back to the door, her slender figure appearing particularly frail in the dim light.

Hearing the sound of the door, Yu Xinwei slowly turned around. The dim yellow light outlined her delicate features, her eyes carrying complex emotions, with both anticipation and unease.

Dressed in a trench coat, her makeup still on, she looked even more vulnerable and touching.

Chen Cheng’s gaze fell upon her, and there was a moment of silence between them.

"Sit." Chen Cheng was the first to break the silence.

Yu Xinwei nodded and sat down next to the sofa.

Her fingers nervously twisted the corners of her clothes, seemingly organizing her words or hesitating whether to speak.

Chen Cheng leaned back in the chair, legs crossed, "You need money?"

"No... not that."

Hearing Chen Cheng’s words, Yu Xinwei abruptly looked up.

The warm yellow light cast on Chen Cheng’s face highlighted his sharp features, and that invisible oppression made her dare not look into Chen Cheng’s eyes.

"Not? Then what made you go through all this trouble to find me?"

Yu Xinwei bit her lip, her eyes flickering as she struggled internally.

Suddenly, she stood up, standing straight in front of Chen Cheng.

Before Chen Cheng could understand her intentions, he saw the celebrity adored by countless fans starting to undo the belt of her trench coat.

The rose-red inner wear complemented Yu Xinwei’s skin tone, the French casualness and luxury were undeniably exhibited in the lace.

"Brother Cheng, I don’t know what I did wrong."

Yu Xinwei still lowered her head, "Ever since last time at Wanbao Hall, you haven’t contacted me."

The trench coat slipped off her shoulders and haphazardly piled up at her feet.

Chen Cheng’s gaze lingered on her body for a moment, then he looked away.

Yu Xinwei didn’t shrink back from Chen Cheng’s coldness but instead stepped forward boldly, almost close to Chen Cheng’s body.

A faint perfume scent emanated from her, mixed with an ambiguous atmosphere.

"Brother Cheng..."

Yu Xinwei said seductively, "You..."

Chen Cheng looked back, nonchalantly asking, "What are you performing for me?"

"I...I’m not..."

Yu Xinwei was suddenly stunned.

Before Chen Cheng’s arrival, she had imagined countless scenarios of Chen Cheng’s reaction to her actions, but she never expected him to remain so calm.

The carefully prepared "beauty trap" seemed not to have the expected effect; Chen Cheng’s indifference was like a bucket of cold water poured over her, extinguishing her fiery courage instantly, leaving only embarrassment and bewilderment.

She took a panicked step back, wanting to explain, but not knowing how to begin.

The words she had prepared were now stuck in her throat, unable to be spoken."

"I... didn’t..."

Yu Xinwei clumsily tried to pick up the fallen trench coat due to her nervousness but tripped slightly.

Chen Cheng quickly caught her arm, his tone still calm and unflustered, "I know what you’re thinking."

"Brother Cheng..."

Chen Cheng sat back on the sofa, patted his thigh signaling Yu Xinwei, who immediately understood.

She sat in Chen Cheng’s embrace, shaking nervously.

"I haven’t been in touch with you because I’ve been quite busy lately."

Chen Cheng paused, his fingers gliding over her lovely face and delicate collarbone, "Besides, between you and me, apart from that five hundred million, there doesn’t seem to be anything else."

Yu Xinwei stiffened for a moment, Chen Cheng’s words pierced her heart like a thorn.

She knew Chen Cheng was speaking the truth, but hearing it firsthand still made her feel embarrassed.

Additionally, seeing the unfamiliar girl accompanying Chen Cheng today, she thought Chen Cheng had a "new love" and had forgotten about her, the "old flame" whom he hadn’t touched yet.

A strong sense of defeat troubled Yu Xinwei’s heart.

She was a focus of attention under the spotlight, confident in her appearance and figure, but she never imagined that even now, sitting in Chen Cheng’s embrace, he remained unmoved.

Yu Xinwei nestled in Chen Cheng’s arms, feeling his body heat but found it exceedingly cold.

"I...I know," she spoke softly, "but..."

"But what?"

Yu Xinwei mustered her courage, meeting Chen Cheng’s gaze, "Brother Cheng, you gave me such a large sum of money. And you didn’t ask for a promissory note, nor have you touched me..."

"I feel insecure," she revealed the reason.

Chen Cheng smiled faintly, "Would touching you make you feel secure?"

Yu Xinwei’s cheeks instantly heated up, she hadn’t expected Chen Cheng to speak so bluntly.

She shamefully lowered her head, unable to meet Chen Cheng’s eyes, stammering, "I...I didn’t mean that..."

"What did you mean then?" Chen Cheng asked teasingly.

"I just... I just feel like you are being too kind to me, it makes me... uneasy."

"Five hundred million is considered being too kind?"

Yu Xinwei fell silent.

She knew, five hundred million might be nothing to Chen Cheng, but to her, it was an astronomical figure.

"I...I know this amount means nothing to you, but for me, it’s very important."