Chapter 90 IF Option: What if Cheng Jia hadn't gotten cancer when they met again?

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Evening, Jinhe Entertainment City.

Inside the three exquisite and luxurious private rooms.

Cheng Jia chewed on bubble gum, her hands behind her back, which accentuated her slender waist, and the glitter on her hair reflected a silvery light.

There were many people in suits sitting on the sofa in front of me.

The guests who came to entertain President Shi tonight included Zhou Minghe's father's secretary and several bank presidents from Jingang City.

Everyone's attention was on that person.

That was Shi Qingci, the sole person in charge of the Shengjing Group.

When they met downstairs just now, Shi Qingci was wearing a black coat, which Cheng Jia had now hung in the closet of the private room.

Hanging up clothes is something that should be done by the waiters.

But Cheng Jia pushed aside the waiter who came up to him, glanced at Shi Qingci, lowered his eyes and took the coat from the man's hands. The man seemed unwilling to give it to him.

Cheng Jia tugged at the coat and hugged it to her chest.

At that moment, he even twitched his nose quite noticeably.

Cheng Jia made no attempt to hide his true feelings in front of Shi Qingci.

He was sniffing his clothes.

"......"

Yes, Cheng Jia knows him.

We met five years ago.

I thought I would never see him again in this lifetime, but I didn't expect him to appear at the entertainment center where I work. He arrived too late, so he probably doesn't hate me much.

Cheng Jia thought, otherwise why would it have taken five years to find them?

At this moment, Shi Qingci was sitting next to a girl whom Cheng Jiagang had randomly picked outside the door.

None of those present knew Shi Qingci's sexual orientation.

Only Cheng Jia knew.

It's hard to say whether it was a test or a deliberate provocation.

Anyway, he had the innocent-looking girl sit next to Shi Qingci, and even deliberately told the girl that Shi Qingci liked to eat mangoes.

Not long after the girl sat down, Cheng Jia, who was standing outside the door, was called in.

Under the gaze of the person on the sofa, Cheng Jia lazily chewed her bubble gum and asked, "Mr. Shi, is there something you need?"

His gaze was too intense, full of provocation.

Intertwined with ambiguous sparks that only the two of them could understand.

"...I heard that after you left Xining, you went into hiding under an assumed name and moved around to many places over the past five years. Were you hiding from your debts?" Shi Qingci glanced at him with a cold smile, but when she saw Cheng Jia's flirtatious gaze, her heart slowly tightened. "So you have debts in Xining?"

Shi Qingci secretly warned herself that she could not be deceived by this person again.

He chased after the swindler to Jingang to get revenge.

That damn Cheng Jia, she ran away from him for five years.

Looks like you're doing well?

Everyone called him "Manager Cheng". The girl next to him, who was drinking with him, looked at Cheng Jia with barely concealed shyness on her face. It was all Cheng Jia's fault for dressing too conspicuously.

Cheng Jia loved to show off when she was in college.

He uses his good looks to flirt with this person and attract that person.

Shi Qingci could never control him. Even when they were pretending to be in a relationship, Cheng Jia acted like a scumbag, with his phone full of chat messages from pretty girls.

He confronted her with his phone, but Cheng Jia just smiled and tried to appease him.

Sometimes I'll kiss him on the cheek.

He was so captivated that he couldn't bear to question her.

Five years later, Cheng Jia still has the same dissolute demeanor.

Shi Qingci felt a growing soreness in his heart amidst the pain.

Even after leaving him, Cheng Jia continued to live a carefree life.

He is the only one still trapped in the past five years.

"......"

Debt?

Asking in front of so many people.

Cheng Jia lowered his eyes in thought, gathering the chewing gum to the side of his tongue: "I do owe some, so I ran away to hide, thinking I would pay back the debt once someone caught up with me, but I haven't been able to."

"...How do you plan to repay your debts?" Shi Qingci asked coldly.

Cheng Jia waved to the girl, signaling her to move aside.

He got up and sat down next to the rich young man, spitting out his chewing gum with a tissue, and leaned close to Shi Qingci's ear with a guilty look in his eyes: "How about I have a couple of drinks with you, and then we can go upstairs and talk slowly?"

"I don't drink alcohol," Shi Qingci said with a straight face.

Cheng Jia forced a smile and said, "So you want to go straight upstairs? There are guest rooms prepared for you upstairs... Give me a chance to clarify something that wasn't clear five years ago."

The last sentence fell into place.

He blew a breath on Shi Qing's porcelain earlobe to please her.

It has a sweet, cloying flavor reminiscent of blueberry gum.

This was a fruit that Qing porcelain liked.

blueberry.

"...No need, I don't have time to chat with you. I've heard you have a lot of fun activities here, what are they?" Shi Qingci reminded herself to be firm and get revenge on the swindler.

The next moment.

Cheng Jia simply put her elbow on his shoulder.

Cheng Jia whispered in his ear, "You don't like card games or gambling, and you don't like cigarettes or alcohol, so that only leaves meat... Do you want to try it? Let's go to the guest room, and I'll teach you how to play one by one."

They both spoke in hushed tones.

The other people in the private room couldn't hear a word.

Shi Qingci was stunned.

Cheng Jia turned around and saw that Old Zhou's secretary was watching nervously.

He grasped Shi Qingci's wrist and said to the old secretary, "What a coincidence! Mr. Shi and I were classmates. We are both very happy to meet again tonight. If it's convenient, shall I take Mr. Shi to catch up? I will definitely help Mr. Zhou entertain our distinguished guest well."

"Ah, I see," the old secretary said with a sudden realization. No wonder the two had been whispering for so long. He had been worried about not being able to entertain President Shi properly. It would be great to have a more suitable public relations manager. He nodded directly, "It depends on President Shi's wishes. Does President Shi want to go and catch up with old friends?"

Cheng Jia, behind the cushion, moved her fingertips to hook the palm of the person beside her.

"Come with me, I have something to tell you."

"......"

*

About ten minutes later.

Escorted by bodyguards, the two entered the guest room.

"Bang." Cheng Jia kicked the door shut.

Shi Qingci was as cold as ice, radiating suppressed anger after being betrayed. She walked towards the sofa in the room with her black trench coat draped over her arm, her back view lonely.

Just like five years ago—

Just like when Cheng Jia first met him at the university gate.

Reclusive, all alone.

Cheng Jia felt a pang of sadness and stepped forward to follow him: "I... I had my reasons for cooperating with your second uncle back then, and of course, even if there were reasons, it was my fault... How have you been these past five years?"

"Do you think I'm good?" Shi Qingci tossed her trench coat onto the sofa, sat down, crossed her legs, looked at Cheng Jia, and said in a cold voice, "But it seems you're doing very well."

"I hope my presence didn't disturb your extravagant lifestyle."

"......"

Cheng Jia walked to the armrest of the sofa, sat down on it, and said with her head down, "There's no need to be so sarcastic. What right do I have to live a life of luxury?"

"What are you doing in Jingang? Are you planning to retaliate against me?"

Shi Qingci quickly replied, "Of course, shouldn't I report back to you?"

"Do as you please," Cheng Jia paused for a few seconds, then turned to look into Shi Qingci's eyes, "So, why did it take you five years to come looking for me? I returned to Jingang two years ago."

He had told Shi Qingci that his hometown was in Jingang City.

Shi Qingci retorted, "Have you ever used your own ID card?" Then she added with annoyance, "Besides, I thought you wouldn't dare to go back to Jingang."

For the first three years, Cheng Jia was not in Jingang.

He had been living under an assumed name in another city.

I returned here two years ago and bought an ID card from the black market.

It wasn't until last month, when a relative reported him missing at the police station, that he went to the police station once to reclaim his identity as Cheng Jia.

"...I'm also conflicted. I'm afraid you'll find me, but I'm also afraid you won't look for me anymore," Cheng Jia thought about the possibility of being found on her way to the police station. "Then I thought, I can't hide forever."

“If you don’t come soon, I’m planning to go to Xining.”

Cheng Jia had this idea.

Go to Xining to find Shi Qing porcelain.

Even just a glance, a distant look.

"......"

"......"

Just as Shi Qingci was about to ask Cheng Jia why he was afraid that he wouldn't come looking for her.

Cheng Jia suddenly spoke up—

"Shi Qingci, would you like to buy a dog?"

"Help me pay off my debts, and from today onwards I'll follow you. You can beat me or kill me as you please, and I'll take my revenge."

This was his thought after careful consideration.

My parents are gone, and the only person I feel indebted to is this person.

Wasn't Shi Qingci trying to get revenge on him?

Coincidentally, Cheng Jia didn't want to wander alone anymore.

Shi Qingci: "?"

He was plotting in his mind how to intimidate Cheng Jia.

He wanted to make Cheng Jia stay obediently by his side.

Until he was completely vented.

Cheng Jia mentioned one thing...

That's a great suggestion.

Shi Qingci: "...Be my dog?"

“Yes, my parents owed some money when they were sick. I have to pay it off before I can have time to get back at you,” Cheng Jia said, knowing that Shi Qingci was not short of one or two million. “I will work for you for the rest of my life and follow your arrangements.”

Cheng Jia's use of the word "dog" refers to a lackey.

He can work, which is tantamount to letting Shi Qingci buy out the rest of his life.

In that case...

The knots in their hearts can then be untied.

Cheng Jia paid off his debts, and his guilt dissipated as he became a lackey.

Even a Qing dynasty porcelain can provide a response until one feels satisfied.

It was a mutually beneficial arrangement for both sides.

Shi Qingci: "Bodyguard, secretary, driver, male nanny..."

"Anything is fine, I can do anything." Cheng Jia said decisively.

He has plenty of energy and strength!

"......"

Shi Qingci said dismissively, her Adam's apple bobbing: "Then let's have a male nanny. You can start working now, and I'll tell your boss, Mr. Zhou, to transfer you to me."

“Yes, Mr. Shi, as for a male nanny…” Cheng Jia took a deep breath, eager to try, “Would you like me to help you take a bath?”

Judging by appearance, the rich young man now has more muscles than he did five years ago.

I don't know about chest muscles and abs...

Cheng Jia had just had a wet dream that morning.

In his dream, Shi Qingci knelt beside him and kissed him.

"......"

Shi Qingci: "?"

He never intended for Cheng Jia to help him take a bath!

Purely out of revenge, he had long disliked Cheng Jia.

I don't like this liar.

Shi Qingci: "No need, you stay here and are not allowed to leave this room."

The plane was bumpy for half a day.

He needs to take a shower now.

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say," Cheng Jia nodded repeatedly, took out her phone, and said, "Then I'll contact President Zhou and tell him that I'm your person from today onwards?"

"......"