My American magical life
Chapter 195 - 195 76 This is what he cherishes it has always been so

195: Chapter 76 This is what he cherishes, it has always been so 195: Chapter 76 This is what he cherishes, it has always been so Cheng Daqi’s answer pleased the raven-haired rich woman—yet it made her angrier.

She clearly understood that Cheng Daqi was a bastard, a clever bastard, a bastard whose words might be half lies (her prejudice).

But she still felt joy from Cheng Daqi’s frank praise—hence she was even angrier.

‘Why should I be happy?

Why should I be pleased by his superficial, cheap, meaningless words that could only deceive a fifteen-year-old girl?’

In Temir’s normal logic, she was simply a fool right now, a pure, one hundred percent fool.

That’s why she felt an anger surge subconsciously.

She was angry because of the joy, angry at her own fall, a fall caused by a simple sentence from Cheng Daqi.

“Mi’er, listen, the song Zhao chose is very special, it’s originally a poem, but a composer set it to music and turned it into a song.”

Cheng Daqi said cautiously.

Having an attractive investor was a good thing, but now Cheng Daqi really did not know how to deal with Temir.

This girl seemed normal at first, but after spending more time together, one would realize that she’s actually a little twisted.

“She’s very pretty, how did you happen to meet her, can you tell me, darling?”

Asked the raven-haired rich woman, a question she had been meaning to ask all along.

She already knew about Cheng Daqi’s affair with Lisa.

Yet, Cheng Daqi, a mere vagrant, had a chance encounter with someone like Zhao Hongjin, a beauty of her stature, and she even became friends with him.

Isn’t that magical?

Any normal person would think it’s magical!

Temir was very curious about the story behind it.

‘Yes, I’m just curious, no jealousy or suspicion or any other thoughts.’

The raven-haired rich woman comforted herself while looking gently at Cheng Daqi, waiting for his answer.

She completely forgot that Cheng Daqi also knew Eris; Eris was not a superficial character either.

The raven-haired rich woman had previously chatted back and forth with Eris, but now she didn’t recall that Cheng Daqi, as a vagrant, could also know Eris.

“It was a noon in autumn when I met her begging on the streets of Saint Rodu.”

Cheng Daqi dared not say more, he saw that Temir might really be affected by the superficial couple relationship, fearing that saying too much would upset the raven-haired rich woman.

In truth, he had always been reserved with Temir; the girl was just too high above him, out of his league.

Getting too close could lead to problems.

“Come clean, don’t lie to me, how could Zhao be begging with you!”

Poking Cheng Daqi’s armpit with her finger, Temir interrogated him with a wicked sense of amusement.

“She’s a volunteer, I’m a beggar, but we both come from Hua Country, so we chatted a bit and got to know each other.”

What was Cheng Daqi to do, he said helplessly.

Temir helped with medical treatment, was willing to contribute to projects, assisted in taking down Gru, and would even invest—how great was that.

But all of these came at a price.

For instance, now, Cheng Daqi had to endure being toyed with by Temir.

This girl could be called his first benefactor in America, just let it be, Cheng Daqi thought as he bore with it.

“‘Chatted a bit,’ Chan, your mouth really is something special.”

The raven-haired rich woman sarcastically teased, not even realizing how pretentious she was being.

Lisa’s expression twisted upon hearing it.

Mi’er, your teasing doesn’t hurt at all, you’ve changed!

The blonde believed that perhaps Temir really was with Cheng Daqi now.

She glanced at the two of them.

The raven-haired rich woman and Cheng Daqi were very close together, earnestly looking at the live stream on the phone.

Cheng Daqi was chatting and smiling with Temir, apparently still explaining.

Zhao Hongjin had finished her performance on stage; she sang “When Will the Moon Be Clear and Bright?”

The last line of the song just happened to be “We wish us long life so as together we may share the beauty of the moon far apart.”

Zhao Hongjin smiled and bowed; she was a girl with good manners.

Applause resounded, everyone was stunned by the girl’s performance.

However, amidst the applause, an abrupt doorbell rang out.

The guests all looked towards the door, puzzled, it was already seven o’clock, why was someone just arriving?

Cheng Daqi pursed his lips, he was finally waiting for the guest he had been most looking forward to this evening.

Right up until this moment, he thought that person wouldn’t come.

Sani, who was closest to the door, opened it.

The last guest to arrive was an old man with a white beard in a snug, gray suit.

He looked at the people inside the room, his lips moving awkwardly, before he just smiled awkwardly but amicably.

It was old Hanks, the man who had given Cheng Daqi a hundred dollars for nothing.

Standing up from his chair, Cheng Daqi paused for a moment, handing his phone to Zhao Hongjin who had just returned to her seat.

“Little Zhao, aim the camera at me, please.”

The girl with peach blossom eyes rolled her eyes, before the performance I was Sister Zhao, now I’m Little Zhao.

CEO Cheng, you’re too rational.

“OK.” Zhao Hongjin responded.

What was Cheng Daqi to do, his tone and demeanor then were like those of a drama’s leading man making his final declaration before a turning point, she felt she shouldn’t refuse this small request.

“Mi’er, what are you spacing out for?”

Cheng Daqi whispered, extending his arm to remind Temir.

The raven-haired rich woman was a bit bewildered, not responding at first.

Hadn’t the climax of tonight’s story already finished?

Why do I still have lines?

She quickly caught on, naturally moving close to Cheng Daqi.

Being led by Cheng Daqi towards Hanks, Temir felt a bit bewildered.

Hanks, the old Dixie boy.