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Chapter 450 - 265: Honey Peach Oolong_2

Chapter 450: Chapter 265: Honey Peach Oolong_2

"I know."

Yu Xinwei took over, "Mr. Chen, you’re in big business, and you have a lot to think about every day. I’m already very happy that you could take the time to see me."

She leaned against Chen Cheng’s shoulder, and he put his arm around her, "You know what I’ve come for."

Of course, Yu Xinwei knew what Chen Cheng wanted, and she hummed in acknowledgment.

"But," Chen Cheng changed the tone, "I hope even more that you’re willing."

Yu Xinwei was stunned. She hadn’t expected Chen Cheng to say such a thing.

She had thought men like Chen Cheng, who want something, would definitely get it and wouldn’t care about a woman’s wishes.

Chen Cheng looked at her with a sincere and open gaze.

"I don’t want to force you to do anything you’re unwilling to do. Before we start, you can choose to refuse, and I won’t demand you to pay me back that money prematurely."

Yu Xinwei felt Chen Cheng’s difference again; he didn’t treat her as a plaything but gave her enough respect and choice.

She incredulously looked at the man beside her, "Mr. Chen, I..."

"Do you want to make me a cup of milk tea then?" Chen Cheng asked with a smile.

Yu Xinwei, slightly startled, then stood up, "Welcome to Camellia, Mr. Chen, what would you like to drink?"

Chen Cheng laughed heartily, "Don’t say, your acting is really not bad."

Yu Xinwei smiled brightly; since she was here, there weren’t other choices.

She moved closer to Chen Cheng, the tips of their noses touching, "Mr. Chen, I have a special milk tea here. Would you like to try?" she said in a purposefully low voice, with a hint of temptation,

"It’s not sold in the store."

Chen Cheng looked at Yu Xinwei so close, her breath lightly brushing over his face, carrying the faint scent of milk tea.

A trace of amusement flashed through his eyes, playing along with her act, "Oh? What kind of special milk tea is it? Tell me about it."

Yu Xinwei’s eyes danced with charm, and she leaned into Chen Cheng’s ear, speaking in a whisper only he could hear, "It’s... specially tailored for Brother Cheng...’Peach Oolong’."

"Sounds okay," Chen Cheng said nonchalantly.

"Then... would Brother Cheng like to taste it?"

As she spoke, Yu Xinwei undid her apron, revealing her shapely figure underneath.

She walked over to Chen Cheng, slowly kneeling on the carpet.

Yu Xinwei looked up at him with affection, while her hands were unbuttoning his shirt—one button, two buttons, three...

With the unbuttoning, Chen Cheng’s sturdy chest was gradually exposed, and Yu Xinwei pursed her lips, met his gaze, and could not help but kiss it.

Then she continued downwards until Chen Cheng dominantly lifted her chin.

Chen Cheng looked at her rapt eyes, enjoying the tenderness brought by Yu Xinwei, knowing that this woman already belonged to him.

"Brother Cheng~"

...

...

Four hours later, Yu Xinwei appeared in the parking lot.

She got into the car with practiced ease, and with the mask removed, the flush on her face had not yet subsided.

Now she finally understood what Tong Jialu meant by "Brother Cheng is different."

At first, she thought Chen Cheng’s way of treating her was different from Wen Shulin.

But after the actual experience, she felt as though she had opened a beautiful new world, experiencing a kind of satisfaction she had never known.

Just like when she came, she didn’t have much to say, and even felt a little dazed, occasionally touching her own lips, savoring the sweetness just now.

She originally thought this was just a predetermined transaction, a process to complete what was left unfinished in Qianzhou.

But now she found that she seemed to be moved by this refined and domineering man.

"Could this be the feeling Tong Jialu was talking about..." Yu Xinwei thought to herself.

Chen Donghai stopped the car at the predetermined meeting point and said, "Miss Yu, we’re here."

Yu Xinwei came back to her senses, she saw the MPV parked beside her with its door already open waiting for her, she said to Chen Donghai, "Brother Hai, thank you for your advice."

Chen Donghai still did not look back at her, "You’re welcome."

Yu Xinwei got out of the car, then into another.

The doors of both cars closed at the same time, but headed in different directions.

The MPV drove smoothly on the road, but Yu Xinwei seemed to be in a daze.

The experience just now was like a pebble thrown into the calm waters of her heart, stirring ripples.

Chen Cheng’s tenderness, dominance, and respect were conflictingly intertwined, all of which made her feel intrigued.

She couldn’t help but recall her various encounters with Wen Shulin; compared to them, Chen Cheng’s uniqueness was even more evident.

Wen Shulin’s roughness and possessiveness made her feel oppressed and scared, while Chen Cheng gave her the freedom to choose.

"Xinwei, you have another commercial performance coming up." The assistant reminded from the side: "We have to hurry up, or we will be late."

It was then that Yu Xinwei came back to her senses, "Oh, okay."

She rubbed her temples, trying to dispel the image of Chen Cheng from her mind, but found it much harder than she had imagined.

The assistant handed her a bottle of water, "You seem a little different."

"Really?"

Yu Xinwei took out her phone and looked at herself on the screen.

She noticed, in addition to the lingering flush, her eyes had also changed. They were no longer as clear and innocent as before, instead, they had gained a hint of allure and... haziness.

"Could it be... I really..." The thought surfaced in her mind again.

"No... If I really fall for him, what should I...?"

"How about asking Tong Jialu for advice? She’s more experienced than me and knows how to interact."

"That’s not right either. Does she like Brother Cheng as much as I do? Or is she just..."

More and more questions plagued Yu Xinwei’s mind, making her increasingly distraught.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to cast out these mixed thoughts, but soon realized it was futile.

Seeing her in this state, the assistant asked with concern, "Xinwei, are you okay? Should we tell the organizers to postpone the commercial performance?"

Yu Xinwei took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

"No need, I’m fine, I can do it."

She knew that although she and Chen Cheng had reached a mutual understanding and he hadn’t rushed her to repay the debt, she couldn’t let these personal affairs affect her work, especially not at this crucial moment.

"Maybe it’s because you’re tired from making milk tea?" the assistant asked, "By the way, why did you go to Bulgari?" Hesitating, she was about to ask if it was because of Wen Shulin, but remembering that the former financier hadn’t sought out Yu Xinwei in a while, she swallowed her words.

Yu Xinwei clearly understood what her assistant wanted to ask, "A friend, we talked about a collaboration."

"Also, we don’t seem to have received the endorsement fee for Camellia yet." The assistant said responsibly, "Shall I go ask their finance department?"

Yu Xinwei shook her head, "Don’t ask."

"Not going to ask?"

"They’ve already paid."

The assistant was even more surprised, "Then why hasn’t the studio received notification of the payment? I need to let finance handle the accounts."

"I’ve already used it to repay debts."

"What... what?" The assistant’s mouth hung open, "You mean the guarantee issue has been resolved?"

Yu Xinwei nodded, letting out a long sigh of relief, "Completely resolved."

"That’s great! Xinwei, congratulations!" The assistant quickly realized, "So the person you just met... could it be...?"

Yu Xinwei nodded in confirmation, and the assistant asked again, "Then what about Chairman Wen... won’t he be angry?"

"He’s more reliable than Chairman Wen." Yu Xinwei stated firmly.

Meanwhile, Chen Cheng was getting ready to leave Bulgari when his phone rang.

"Mr. Jin."

"Congratulations, your milk tea shop was bustling today," Jin Baogen said with a laugh.

"Thanks to your good fortune."

Jin Baogen cleared his throat, "Are you free tonight? I’ll take you to meet someone."

Chen Cheng’s mind raced, figuring it must be Cao Yue’s father.

"Yes." He replied succinctly.

"Good, State Guesthouse, 7:30." Jin Baogen mentioned the place, "Don’t miss it."

"Got it."

After hanging up, Chen Cheng called Chen Donghai and then Xiao Meier.

"Xiao Cheng, are you back? Shu Biao and the others are all at the shop, waiting for you for the celebration banquet!"

Hearing the cheerful tone on the phone, Chen Cheng knew that the grand opening had been a success.

"I’ve got something on tonight, I won’t be coming back." He placed his hand on the door handle, "Besides, Camellia, you are the boss, so the credit should be celebrated by you."

"Ah? You’re not coming back?"

Chen Cheng sighed, "Yes, I’ll come back later."

"Okay, I’ll wait for you."

After hanging up, Chen Cheng opened the door and briskly left.