Chapter 91 What's the Use of Saying

The woman was confused for a moment.

We're already at the door, isn't it natural to go to sleep?

What did he want to hear her say?

Are you reluctant but reluctant, or are you straightforward and impatient?

Several thoughts raced through her mind at once, wondering how to please Cheng Yu. After all, his mind was unfathomable and no easier to guess than other gentlemen.

It's not easy to play with Cheng Yu tonight, and she doesn't want to miss it.

Cheng Yu rarely brings women out, and if he does, he will definitely be interested that night.

She found out that the young master of the Yuan family had booked a private room here today. She originally wanted to get close to Yuan Xing, but later she unexpectedly learned that Yuan Xing had called Chen Yiyang and his gang.

As long as Chen Yiyang and the others are there, Cheng Yu may appear.

She has Cheng Yu’s WeChat.

It’s easy to add Cheng Yu on WeChat, but he just doesn’t reply to messages.

She had sent Cheng Yu messages several times, but all of them fell on deaf ears. This time, she sent him a message, just to give it a try, asking if he could join her.

Who would have thought, he came back.

【bring it on. 】

She thought Cheng Yu had an impression of her and was overjoyed.

She had been to many of the young masters' parties and had met Cheng Yu several times.

At parties, people would take the time to chat with him, and occasionally he would follow their advances and make a few jokes.

As long as it didn't annoy him.

As a result, when he came today, he was sitting on the soft sofa outside the club to enjoy the breeze. She was standing in front of him. He glanced at her and told her to go away coldly.

He didn't remember her and he hadn't even looked through all the photos in her Moments.

After the introduction, he said "oh" lazily.

After the woman thought for a while, a blush appeared on her face: "...I thought so."

Her expression was as shy as it could be, but her words were straightforward. When she looked at Cheng Yu shyly, there was a hint of expectation in her eyes. She struck the right balance between being coquettish and charming.

Men can't help women doing this.

The gesture of wanting to speak but not being able to is an aphrodisiac and it is difficult to control.

Cheng Yu curled his lips, with a hint of teasing on his face: "How much I miss you."

"I miss you very much." The woman lowered her eyebrows and looked pleasant, biting her lower lip so hard that her lips trembled. She reached out to pull at his clothes and said a few coquettish words in a pouty voice.

Just as she touched the hem of his clothes, Cheng Yu changed his position and leaned against the door, and the clothes slipped from her hands.

He was tall, and he didn't deliberately lower his head. He just kept his normal posture and squinted his eyes downward at her. "What's the point of saying it? Anyone can say it."

The woman glanced at the empty corridor and smiled, "Ayu, go to the room. I'll do it."

"But I don't want to watch it, what should I do?"

"This..." The woman was also frightened.

There's no point in talking to her, and I don't want to see her do it, so how should she behave?

Cheng Yu had been showing little interest, his eyes hardly lingering on her face, but a quick glance at her embarrassed look actually piqued his interest.

"What's your name?"

"Yiyi."

"Oh, Yiyi." Cheng Yu bit the two words lazily.

The tip of his eyebrows was slightly raised, and his narrow eyebrows were curved inward and outward, mixed with a bit of ruffian spirit. "Do you believe me when I say I like you?"

"Ah?" Yiyi's face was filled with disbelief when she heard it.

She looked around in panic, and after confirming that she had heard correctly, her face was filled with joy.

Not forgetting to show the tenderness she had just created, she lowered her voice and said coquettishly, "Ayu, of course I believe what you said."

His tone was gentle, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"Oh?" Cheng Yu looked at her with interest. "Even if I didn't do anything, you would still believe it."

Yiyi nodded firmly: "As long as it's what you say, I believe it."

"But I just learned your name." Cheng Yu's smile suddenly cooled, and in an instant it turned into a sharp sarcasm, "You can even find out where I go to play, how can you be so easily fooled."

Yiyi was shocked.

Caught off guard by the question, she panicked for a moment: "No, Ah Yu, listen to my explanation. I didn't ask about your schedule. I just heard that Master Yuan invited Master Chen and the others to play together, and I thought you might come..."

This is the truth.

Who dares to inquire about Cheng Yu’s itinerary?

Playing around aside, everyone knew that Cheng Yu's good temper was only superficial, and it was a big taboo to inquire about his itinerary.

"Get lost." Cheng Yu was too lazy to listen.

He didn't enter the room, but walked around her and got off the elevator.

There were designated drivers waiting outside the club, and Cheng Yu casually pointed to one and asked him to get in.

He changed to a four-seater car today, which has a lot of space and the designated driver's car can be easily put into the trunk.

The designated driver adjusted his seat and asked, "Where are you going, sir?"

"Changsong Pavilion." Cheng Yu said.

The designated driver agreed.

It was already five in the morning, but the nightlife in Beijing had not yet come to an end.

This is a newly opened club, adjacent to several famous club bars. It is only at this time that people start to leave and go to the night snack street across the street for a midnight snack.

While other places fall into silence in the early morning, here the lights are bright all night long and it becomes dead silent during the day.

The designated driver was an uncle who had been driving for many years.

The gloved hands held the steering wheel firmly, and the car moved forward smoothly in the night without feeling any bumps.

The temperature in Beijing warmed up in May and was no longer as cold as before. Cheng Yu opened the car window a little, and the wind blew in through the gaps, blowing away the fever from drinking.

He leaned back in his chair and took a nap.

While I was half asleep and half awake, the car suddenly braked.

Cheng Yu glanced out the window, a gust of wind whistled past through the half-open gap, and all he could see was the exhaust of a speeding sports car.

When the car stabilized, the designated driver glanced in the rearview mirror, met Cheng Yu's eyes, and grumbled, "Some people just like to race late at night. There are so many lanes and so few cars on the road, yet they insist on going to crowded places for excitement."

It's quite exciting.

Cheng Yu suddenly remembered that there was once a time when Zhou Zhou's car was cut off by someone and accidentally hit his car.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of her, and the alcohol made him feel numb for a moment.

Long time no see.

She is really cruel. She breaks up at the right moment and leaves without leaving any room for negotiation.

Glancing at the intersection ahead, he said, "Turn left."

"Ah?" The designated driver had lived in Beijing for many years and thought he was drunk.

The car slowed down, and without rushing to turn, he said in a half-familiar Beijing accent, "Sir, to get to Changsong Pavilion, turn left and go around a big circle. It will take seven or eight minutes to get there."

Cheng Yu directly reported the name of the hotel.

The designated driver then turned left at the intersection.

The car stopped downstairs of the hotel. Cheng Yu looked at the towering building outside and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Why are you here suddenly?

It's just that someone blocked my car, and thinking of her, I wanted to come here and take a look.

Zhou Zhou is not here again.

Before this, Cheng Yu had forgotten about this place.

A hotel's guest rooms, no matter how many guests come and go every day, are just a place for them to rest and sleep.

Now it's just a memory.

The room had been tidied and was clean and tidy, with a single handbag lying on the table.

It was after climbing the mountain that day, when he sent her home and came over to catch up on some sleep, he brought the clothes she had packed with him.

I never came back after that and didn’t have time to clean up.

Cheng Yu ordered room service and asked for a glass of whiskey.

Several lights in the room were turned off, leaving only the dim wall lamp, which cast light on the bar. He gently shook the wine glass, and his eyes became deep through the amber in the glass.

It was just a casual affair, but he took it to heart.