My American magical life
Chapter 330 - 330 11 What Should Be Done Now

330: Chapter 11 What Should Be Done Now?

330: Chapter 11 What Should Be Done Now?

Dull yet bright, vibrant yet cold, flowing in only to ultimately leave.

The blue waves and the blue beach gave Cheng Daqi an illusion of being in the Dream Core World.

He actually liked the atmosphere tonight, however, Ah Zhao was clearly a bit too excited.

After successfully ambushing Cheng Daqi, she even raised her fist to feign a scare at CEO Cheng.

This girl actually really liked Cheng Daqi as a friend, so she ended up playing too far.

Yet, after pinning Cheng Daqi to the ground, a sense of vertigo surged uncontrollably from the depths of her heart.

‘What am I doing?’

CEO Cheng, baffled by the sudden turn of events, opened his mouth and asked.

“Ah Zhao, have you trained too?”

The girl with peach-blossom eyes tried to get up with an awkward expression, seemingly having lost control for a moment, but she wasn’t about to let herself continue making mistakes.

Her name was Zhao Hongjin, and she did not think of herself as a rude person.

CEO Cheng’s teasing was a bit too much, but it was in the end a joke among friends; her reaction was excessive.

“I…”

Ah Zhao was too embarrassed to explain; she simply did not reply.

Just as she was getting up, CEO Cheng reached out an arm and grabbed her hand.

“Ah Zhao, something’s not quite right, you might need to stay down a bit longer.”

CEO Cheng’s sudden move and bewildering words left Zhao Hongjin clueless.

She looked embarrassedly at Cheng Daqi’s rough large hand, feeling her cheeks growing warm.

Brother, are you possibly into me…?

The lovely peach-blossom eyes met CEO Cheng’s complex gaze, with wide eyes staring into narrow ones.

CEO Cheng was very awkward; he didn’t know how to explain.

Zhao Jie was also very awkward; she was the one who had initiated the takedown, and now CEO Cheng had made a baffling request.

This request seemed a bit too much, yet it seemed to teeter on the edge of being too much, making her unsure whether to refuse or not.

Silence, silence was tonight’s Saint Rodu.

But now it wasn’t the silence of two intelligent people gathering their strength; it was the shameful silence of two awkward characters.

Like Zhao Hongjin, CEO Cheng was very awkward too.

No, he might be even a bit more awkward…

He’d been in America for a month now, and had been “armed” for a month too…

He was a healthy adult male, and Ah Zhao, as an adult female, and apparently not that ugly either.

So, when Ah Zhao sat on his waist and then put her fist away, Xiao Cheng made a noticeable rise, delivering a genuinely mortifying blow to CEO Cheng.

The situation changed so fast that before CEO Cheng could react, he had entered a state beyond repair.

“Daqi, I was trying to tease you, but it went too far just now; don’t misunderstand…”

Zhao Jie, while talking, felt as if her brain had separated from her body.

No, not the brain and the body, to be more precise, it was the soul and the flesh.

Her soul seemed like a bunch of code hidden in the clouds, remotely controlling her body to keep up the conversation with Cheng Daqi.

Zhao Hongjin was aware that she was deceiving herself, as she had never had such a magical experience; she lacked the courage to immerse herself in this awkward reality.

“I know, yeah, I know you were joking, but this is actually quite normal.

Do you remember what you told me when you were little?”

CEO Cheng tried his best to maintain a normal conversational pace; he wasn’t quite ready to die socially yet.

When we were little?

Did we know each other back then?

Zhao Hongjin remembered her own childhood, but she didn’t remember having seen Cheng Daqi before.

So, the peach-blossom-eyed girl just shook her head in confusion.

“That year you were seven, I was eight, I was peeing, you were playing with mud, we agreed to build a magical castle.

Ah Zhao, if you don’t despise me, why would I ever despise you?”

With just one sentence, CEO Cheng pulled his friend out of the awkwardness.

Just now, she had been like a computer that had crashed, her face devoid of any expression.

From the way Zhao Hongjin reacted with irritation, she seemed to be back to normal.

The girl snorted with disdain and then sighed, “You’ve said this before; don’t you have any new tricks?

So boring!”

Checkmate!

Huh, you mock me?

CEO Cheng spoke up, ready to give Zhao Hongjin a mock interrogation.

“Ah Zhao, so what’s going on with you today?

Haven’t we always talked like this?

Why are you suddenly…”

At CEO Cheng’s question, the peach-blossom-eyed girl awkwardly tried to get up, but she realized that CEO Cheng was still holding her wrist with his arm.

She looked at Cheng Daqi with a complex expression and spoke helplessly.

“Don’t mention it, just like you, I have questions that I can’t answer, and besides, you’re cooling down on the ground, let’s get up first.”

Zhao Jie couldn’t answer CEO Cheng’s question, nor could she explain her own awkwardness to him.

“Not cold, Saint Rodu is too hot today, so hot I’m sweating all over, lying on the ground feels cool, comfortable.”

CEO Cheng was cornered, he had just tried to deflect the topic onto Zhao Hongjin, then stall for time, but she wasn’t playing along.

So, he had to find an extremely lame excuse.

The reasons CEO Cheng gave were so far-fetched that anyone with a bit of sense wouldn’t believe them; it was twenty degrees in Saint Rodu tonight, twenty degrees hot?

Zhao Hongjin was about to speak, but time and again chose silence.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and ‘spelled it out,’

“Daqi, not being in control of emotions is indeed my problem, but you can’t bully someone under the guise of righteousness.”

Bro, spare me, I’ll avoid you whenever I see you from now on.

CEO Cheng shook his head peculiarly and asked.

“Whoever causes the problem should be responsible for it, that principle is sound, right?”