Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely-Chapter 70 - Her in the Parking Lot
Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Her in the Parking Lot
Chapter 70 -70: Her in the Parking Lot
Everyone had a good amount to drink at dinner.
Even Xiao Meier had eight liang of Wuliangye, looking all dizzy with a flush on her face.
“Feng Biao, I’ll take Aunt Hui home first.” Liu Ying, one of the only three sober people around, hailed a taxi, “You guys should drink less too, there are important things to do tomorrow!”
“Honey, don’t you worry!
We’re just catching up!” Feng Biao said, his breath heavy with alcohol, “Thanks for your hard work!”
Xia Gaoqiang: “Yingzi, it’s really such a bother for you.”
Wang Hui smiled continually, as if the three in her eyes were still children, talking about everything under the sun.
“Aunt, the car’s here.” Liu Ying opened the car door and reminded again, “You’re only allowed to drink, no going for a foot bath, okay?”
“Got it!”
After Wang Hui and Liu Ying left, Feng Biao took out some cigarettes and offered them to the others: “Hey, where’s Dacheng?”
“He’s gone to take care of his wife, I bet?” Xia Gaoqiang lit a cigarette, “You know, I never noticed before, but Sister Meier can really hold her liquor!”
“Isn’t that the truth?
I was dumbfounded after just one drink!” Ding Suo was truly impressed, “Dacheng is really living the good life!”
Chen Cheng certainly was enjoying himself.
Xiao Meier, drunk as she was, was all weak and limp, but still said, “Xiao Cheng, don’t mind me.
Go take care of Shu Biao and the others first.”
Chen Cheng carried her upstairs, “Okay, I’ll just put you on the bed and then I’ll go.”
“I’m not drunk~” Xiao Meier mumbled.
But as soon as her head hit the pillow, she closed her eyes immediately, as if all her energy had been drained in that moment.
Chen Cheng turned on the air conditioning, covered her with a thin blanket, and looked at Xiao Meier’s peaceful sleeping face, feeling an inexplicable emotion welling up inside him.
Xiao Meier’s lips curved slightly upwards; she must be having a beautiful dream.
Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but her expression seemed especially gentle.
“Sister Meier?” Chen Cheng called softly.
Xiao Meier didn’t respond, but her plump lips smacked together twice.
Chen Cheng stood up, took a deep breath, turned off the lights, and then went downstairs.
Outside the noodle shop, Feng Biao, Xia Gaoqiang, and Ding Suo were still drinking, talking about the past.
Chen Cheng walked over and joined them.
“You’re here?” Feng Biao flicked his cigarette ashes, “You’re pretty quick!”
Xia Gaoqiang suggested, “Drink some more?”
“Let’s skip drinking!” Ding Suo waved his hands, “We have the grand opening tomorrow!
What if we really get hammered, what then?”
“I always say Ding Suo is the one who thinks things through!” Chen Cheng’s eyes danced and he leaned in, “How about a foot bath?”
Feng Biao took a heavy drag, “Let’s go!”
“Ha ha ha, you little rascal, ignoring Yingzi’s words, huh?” Xia Gaoqiang joked, “She just told you, and you forget as soon as you turn around?”
“Are you coming or not?” Feng Biao retorted.
“Let’s go, whoever doesn’t is a coward!”
Chen Cheng checked the time, “Let’s not go far, just find somewhere nearby.”
“Worried about Sister Meier, right?” Ding Suo put his arm around Chen Cheng’s shoulder, “I knew your mind wasn’t here!”
He put out his cigarette, “Alright, you go back and take good care of her.
We’ll find a place to hang out for a while.”
“How could I do that?” Chen Cheng pretended to insist on going, “I can’t give you guys anything to hold against me!”
“Cough, listen to you!
It’s not a wedding today, but it’s not far off.” Xia Gaoqiang added, “Go back, the three of us will have fun.”
“Am I really not going?” Chen Cheng asked again.
All three shook their heads, Feng Biao even hailed a taxi, “The three of us in one cab is enough, adding you, it’d be too cramped!”
Ding Suo and Xia Gaoqiang also headed to the taxi, Ding Suo adding, “If Yingzi asks tomorrow…”
“I’ll just say we went to Houhai for some skewers.” Chen Cheng replied.
“Zhao Si’s skewers!” Feng Biao mentioned the details, “The table by the window!”
“Got it, you guys go have fun!” Chen Cheng closed the car door for the trio, “You guys are really living it up!”
“Now you’re feeling envious, huh?” Feng Biao shook his head proudly, “I’m off.”
“Take care!”
Chen Cheng watched the taxi drive away until he could no longer see its taillights, then he dialed Chen Donghai’s number, “Xiao Hai, take me to Jingfa Bank.”
….
In the basement garage of Jingfa Bank, Chen Donghai returned the Rolex to Chen Cheng, “Mr.
Chen, I’m going to step out for some fresh air.
After you finish talking, I’ll come back.”
Chen Cheng nodded and put on the watch again, “Alright.”
Tap tap tap.
The sound of high heels tapping against the ground.
Chen Donghai got out of the car, nodded a greeting to Xia Yubing who was approaching, and then left.
Xia Yubing opened the rear door, smoothed out her dress, and sat down.
She smelled a strong scent of alcohol, “Have you been drinking?”
“A little,” Chen Cheng leaned back in his seat.
“Where do you want to take me?” Xia Yubing looped her arm through Chen Cheng’s, her fingers tracing circles on the back of his hand.
Chen Cheng turned to look at her, her eyes full of longing, “Nowhere in particular.”
Xia Yubing blinked curiously, but a second later, it seemed she understood Chen Cheng’s idea.
She started unbuttoning Chen Cheng’s shirt, her cool fingertips gliding over his warm chest, finally pausing three inches above his belt, waiting for Chen Cheng’s command.
Chen Cheng lifted her chin, “Have you been waiting all night?”
“Mhm.”
“Shall we start now?”
Xia Yubing nodded, learning from their last encounter, she conscientiously tied up her hair, then dutifully lowered her head.
Chen Cheng closed his eyes, savoring Xia Yubing’s service, while she transformed all the longing from the past two days into a rhythmic motion, fully indulging in it.
At this moment, the back seat of the Dacheng became a world belonging only to the two of them.
“My cousin is working overtime again tonight.”
Driving back to Jingfa Bank, Tong Jialu glanced at the takeaway night snacks on the passenger seat, “I wonder if she’s hungry.”
After parking the car, Tong Jialu picked up the bag and walked towards the elevator.
But she hadn’t gone more than five or six meters when she saw that Dacheng she had ridden in before, also parked in the parking lot.
“Brother Cheng is here too?” she mused, a smile appearing on her lips, “I knew Brother Cheng is really good to my cousin!
He even comes to keep her company during overtime!”
Curiosity drove her to confirm the license plate.
However, as she got closer, she noticed that the car was rhythmically and slightly shaking.
“Ah…
what!”
Through the dim light of the parking lot, Tong Jialu, although she couldn’t see the faces, saw those very familiar long legs, wearing the nude, side-cut CLs she had just bought, limply and alternately dangling over the front seats.
She covered her mouth in surprise and took a couple of unconscious steps back.
“Miss Tong.”
Chen Donghai’s voice came from behind Tong Jialu.
Startled, the things in her hands dropped to the ground.
“I…” Tong Jialu hurriedly picked them up and quickly walked toward her Mercedes-Benz C, “I didn’t see anything.”
She locked the car doors, her hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, thinking to herself: “How could they be in…”
“Brother Cheng, he…” Tong Jialu bit her lip, her legs tightly clenched together, “He seems quite impressive!”
