Chapter 115 Talking to Eight People at a Time

Cheng Yu was speechless and could only kiss her fiercely to shut up her chattering mouth.

After the kiss, Zhou Zhou's cheeks flushed.

Cheng Yu was pulled up by his hands. He casually grabbed a T-shirt and put it on, then got out of bed and opened the curtains.

It was already noon. Usually she would prepare to go to bed at this time. She didn't expect that the time difference that she hadn't adjusted to for a week could be adjusted so easily.

The sunlight from outside came in and bathed them. When Cheng Yu turned around, he was bathed in warm golden light.

Cheng Yu knelt on one knee on the bed and reached for the phone under the pillow: "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." I went to bed with a full stomach yesterday and still felt full when I woke up.

Zhou Zhou got up and washed up, but he hadn't thrown away the things Cheng Yu brought.

He stood beside her, put one arm around her neck and held her in his arms, brushing his teeth at the same pace as her.

Looking through the mirror, his face was filled with a triumphant smile.

His hair was unkempt, messy, and the unruly and sticky hair didn't affect his coolness.

This time he really came to visit openly.

Both he and his things are upright.

After washing up, Cheng Yu's phone rang.

He took a look at it twice and didn't answer it immediately.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Zhou squinted his eyes and said, "Last night at the club, I was surrounded by girls, and now it's another girl calling. I don't dare to answer it."

"Nonsense, I didn't touch them at all." Cheng Yu denied it with a smile, but still didn't answer it in person.

He went to the balcony to answer it.

Zhou Zhou saw his figure through the balcony glass.

He put one hand in his pocket and spoke to her sideways with a smile on his lips.

They don't have much trust in matters between men and women.

There are many possibilities for avoiding her and answering the phone, maybe it's a woman, maybe it's work, or maybe something else.

Zhou Zhou didn't want to ask questions aggressively, nor did he want to blindly speculate on various possibilities and escalate the crisis of trust.

Cheng Yu may be a bastard, but ever since she knew him, he had always been frank about everything, whether it was about matters between men and women or his changing feelings for her, and he would not try to hide things like others did.

She is very clear about this.

Cheng Yu talked about loyalty, and she decided to face her heart calmly, so she would try to strengthen trust.

Zhou Zhou withdrew his gaze and turned on the computer.

Every day when she wakes up, she habitually checks her email first.

The studio was opening at the end of the month, and she had things to do at home every day. She roughly screened her emails and selected a few to reply to.

I copied a suitable resume for Yan Yiqi. He happened to have nothing to do there, so the two chatted for a while on WeChat.

Cheng Yu came out after answering the phone and saw Zhou Zhou lying on the sofa sending WeChat messages. When he bent down to knock her head, he accidentally saw Yan Yiqi in the chat box.

"Tsk, let's talk when we wake up." He said in a calm tone.

Cheng Yu walked around the sofa and sat down, lifting her head and resting it on his lap.

"Let's talk about work." Zhou Zhou said.

She didn't avoid it and only put away her phone after she finished sending what she wanted to say.

Cheng Yu didn't say anything for a while. Zhou Zhou thought about it and decided that some things still needed to be made clear.

"Cheng Yu."

"Um?"

"Yi Qi is my friend and a partner in my studio."

Zhou Zhou lay on his legs, and when he looked up, he met his drooping eyes, with each eyelash clearly visible.

She told him earnestly, "He and I have known each other since California. My friendship with him is just like my friendship with Chen Yiyang. It is precious to me and will never be severed in this life."

Zhou Zhou knew that Cheng Yu cared a lot about Yan Yiqi.

It's one thing to care, but she can't give up friendship for love. Besides, Yan Yiqi is not the kind of person who doesn't follow the rules.

In California, he was more sophisticated than she in terms of design aesthetics.

They participated in competitions together and discussed ideas all night long. He gave her suggestions without reservation, helped her revise her design drawings, and even gave her many inspirations for her creative ideas.

To her, their relationship was just a small thing in between those days and nights. They had already been friends fighting side by side.

In addition, this time he came to Beijing and opened a studio with her. The former partners became today's partners, and their friendship has already reached a higher level.

It was impossible to keep a distance. They would have more interactions in the future, and she didn't want Cheng Yu to be jealous every time.

"Bringing him up in such a nice atmosphere is quite depressing." Cheng Yu said nonchalantly, stroking her hair gently, his emotions unrecognizable. "Then what should I do if I mind? Will you break up with me for him?"

Zhou Zhou opened his mouth, but nothing happened.

This choice is like asking yourself who to save first if your mother and I both fall into the water. You have no idea where to start.

She likes Cheng Yu, but she will not lose herself in the relationship and give up the right to make friends.

They had argued about this that day, and it really spoiled the fun when it was brought up right after they made up.

Zhou Zhou didn't want to drag the problem out.

"It wasn't easy for the two of us to be together," Zhou Zhou said. "I don't want to break up. I just want to solve the problem with you."

Cheng Yu said "oh".

His eyes were dark and dark, and he said with a straight face, "This problem is quite difficult to solve."

It was rare for him not to be so casual, he was very serious, and Zhou Zhou held his breath.

Cheng Yu sank into the sofa, and from her angle she could only see his sharp jaw.

One hand was draped over her side, the other hand was curling her hair, and he tilted his head to think briefly for three seconds: "I thought about it, it's not impossible to solve it."

Before Zhou Zhou could say anything, he spoke again, "How about this, you give me a watch."

Zhou Zhou: “…”

As soon as he opened his mouth, you could tell he was starting to make jokes again.

The patient listening just now turned into speechless silence.

Cheng Yu ignored her expression and made a request as a matter of course: "It needs to be custom made, and it has to be a couple's style that others can tell at a glance."

Zhou Zhou: “…”

Just be jealous.

I've mentioned this watch several times.

Zhou Zhou looked at his playful smile that turned from gloomy to bright, curled his lips and said, "I think my mind is still a little fuzzy after waking up yesterday, so why did I send you that message? Cheng Yu, it's best if we are not together. You've become a little lawless."

A pillow was thrown at Cheng Yu, and Zhou Zhou wanted to get off the sofa.

The tone sounded like a joke at first glance, and Cheng Yu knew it, but when he saw her about to leave, he hurriedly grabbed her and said, "There is no such thing as regret medicine in this world."

He changed his position and lifted the person up to sit on his lap.

Zhou Zhou hummed, "You asked me for a custom watch on the first day of our relationship. If you didn't know me, you'd think it was a scam. With that money, wouldn't I be able to buy some obedient and sensible gigolos? Instead of hugging you, a jealous money-eater."

"Is there anyone as handsome as me in the Pig Killing Scheme?"

"How can Pan brother cheat money if he is not handsome?"

"Where's the gigolo?" Cheng Yu scoffed disdainfully. "Who knows how many gigolos out there have been with old and ugly rich women for years? They only say one thing to one person and another to another."

That's true.

It is common for rich wives and their husbands to have separate affairs. Rich wives always like to keep young and strong men outside.

Zhou Zhou was unmoved: "I'm so rich, I can date eight clean-cut gigolos at once if I want."

She leaned back, supporting his chest, and glanced him up and down, suppressing a laugh as she shook her head. "Looking at it this way, it's really not satisfactory. Not only do I have to spend money on you, but I also have to provide you with emotional value. No matter how you look at it, I'm at a loss."

Cheng Yu pinched her waist and asked sinisterly, "How could a watch cause you to think so deeply?"

Zhou Zhou smiled brightly: "Things always start small and become bigger."

"What should I do if you're at such a disadvantage?" Cheng Yu bit her lip and said hoarsely, "I'll do the work of eight people to compensate you, okay?"