Chapter 103 Steal
The two beauties looked at each other.
Yan Yiqi is a rising star in Beijing, backed by a Singaporean family with substantial assets, and is not someone they can afford to offend.
But compared to Cheng Yu's moody personality, he would rather provoke Yan Yiqi.
They had heard that Yan Yiqi had a refined personality and was polite to everyone, like a spring breeze.
What's more, Cheng Yu wanted them to go.
If they didn't go, the Crown Prince Cheng Yu would be unhappy, and it might be difficult for them to interact with these young masters in the future. If they went, Yan Yiqi might not be angry, and even if he was, it would be his own fault.
After all, he had just arrived in Beijing. Even though his family background was deep, it was in Singapore. The Cheng family still had absolute power in Beijing.
The two beauties made up their minds, stood up from the sofa, and walked towards Yan Yiqi with their slender waists swaying.
Zhou Zhou and Yan Yiqi were talking when a shadow appeared above their heads. Soon, a beauty appeared beside and behind Yan Yiqi.
The beauty held the goblet, tilted her beautiful eyes, and raised it to him. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder and leaned forward, the goblet falling to the side of his face. "Master Yan, would you like a drink?"
Everything happened so suddenly that a trace of surprise flashed across Yan Yiqi's face.
If a drink is offered to him, he generally will not refuse it and will not go to waste other people's kindness.
Yan Yiqi picked up the wine glass and drank it.
I thought they would leave, but they poured another glass of wine and wanted to continue.
Yan Yiqi declined politely: "Sorry, I'm talking to a friend."
"Master Yan, that's a joke. Who isn't a friend tonight?" The beauty sitting next to him giggled. "Aren't parties just for everyone to talk and chat together? Why don't we chat together?"
She suddenly approached, "Are you trying to whisper something to me?"
Being too close, Yan Yiqi leaned back unconsciously, getting closer to the beauty behind him.
Now, he was in a dilemma as to whether to sit or not.
Standing up suddenly was too abrupt, and he was stuck in between getting up and down.
Yan Yiqi is not unaware of rejecting others, but his gentlemanly manners were cultivated since childhood, and his good upbringing prevents him from easily losing face in front of a woman.
Besides, we were just chatting and didn’t do anything excessive.
Seeing him fidgeting, Zhou Zhou stood up with a smile and said, "It's a good thing to make more friends."
She called to the woman behind her, "Please sit here with me."
"Zhou Zhou..." Yan Yiqi looked embarrassed.
Before he could say anything more, the beauty behind him came over and sat in the seat where Zhou Zhou had sat: "Thank you, Miss Zhou."
She raised her wine glass and said coquettishly, "Master Yan, please drink."
Yan Yiqi looked helpless: "..."
Zhou Zhou sold him out personally, so he had no words to say and stopped resisting.
Cheng Yu sat opposite, looking at the wine glass in his hand with half-drooped eyelids, until he saw a figure through the glass, a person walked up to him.
"That's great. You even used the beauty trap." Zhou Zhou smiled.
The woman who was with Cheng Yu was next to Yan Yiqi in the blink of an eye. Cheng Yu really did not hide anything in his actions.
He did not take the initiative to find Zhou Zhou, nor did he let Zhou Zhou come to him. Instead, he found another way, leaving Yan Yiqi with no time to spare.
"No, they wanted to play mahjong with me, but I told them to find someone else to play mahjong with."
Cheng Yu retracted his legs naturally, leaned over, took a new wine glass, poured wine, and handed it to her, "Sit down?"
"You have to sit down." Zhou Zhou took it and sat down next to him.
Cheng Yu took a leisurely sip of his wine, glancing at the man opposite him and adding fuel to the fire. "I thought he was so innocent. He's quite sophisticated, and I don't see him feeling uncomfortable."
"He's not a monk." Zhou Zhou said.
Everyone has seven emotions and six desires.
Yan Yiqi is different from them. He doesn't like to indulge in pleasure, and the women around him are all in serious relationships.
He has a neat and orderly plan for his life, and love is also included in his life trajectory.
The person he fell in love with was of similar appearance and family background, and only then did he fall in love with her.
Zhou Zhou once discussed with him whether he would mind the marriage.
To be honest, people like them are destined not to be able to choose their own marriage freely. Zhou Zhou knows that even if she doesn't talk about feelings, she will feel regret occasionally.
She didn't talk about it because she didn't want to taint love with her secular views, but marriage is the natural ending of love.
Yan Yiqi is different.
He accepted the marriage very calmly, thinking that marriage was a long-term benefit between families, which was very necessary for the continuation of the family and would enable the family to prosper from generation to generation.
He is terrifyingly rational.
He doesn't just focus on his own emotions, but has a broader perspective.
Zhou Zhou didn't think there was a problem.
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. A clear-headed person like Yan Yiqi is born to be a leader and a family heir.
Cheng Yu said from the side: "Oh, does he like playing mahjong?"
Serious entertainment activities all turned into nonsense when he spoke. Zhou Zhou asked Cheng Yu: "Have you ever played mahjong before?"
"How is that possible?"
"You're quite familiar with the place." Zhou Zhou sneered, "Otherwise, with so many young masters, they wouldn't choose to play mahjong with anyone else but you."
Cheng Yu snorted and laughed: "Zhou Zhou, you can always find a pretext to accuse me of something. You've put such a big hat on me. I'm picky. I don't like playing mahjong or eating sandwich cookies."
"Sandwich?" Zhou Zhou was puzzled.
As I thought about it, a picture suddenly appeared in my mind.
Zhou Zhou: “…”
She always thought that being in a sandwich was a dilemma. Perhaps because she had been with Cheng Yu for a long time, she could react quickly to any nonsense he said.
In short, it's not serious.
"Little rascal." She glared at him inconspicuously.
Cheng Yu smiled, and in the noisy living room, he put his arm around her waist and held her in his arms. Then he let go of his hand and placed it lightly on her waist.
The two of them got closer, and he didn't care if someone looked at him.
Cheng Yu leaned over and breathed into her ear, his voice dragging with a hint of displeasure: "You want him to light a cigarette for you in front of me?"
"Is this your reason for poaching me?" Zhou Zhou laughed. "Aren't we still sexual partners? Why would I care who lights my cigarette?"
"Poaching, does he deserve it?"
Cheng Yu pulled the corner of his lip and sneered disdainfully, "Only if he gets you can he say I'm poaching. If he doesn't get you, then he's stealing."
That is returning the property to its original owner.
Zhou Zhou hit him.
This amount of force was neither painful nor itchy, and in Cheng Yu's opinion, it was just flirting and coquettishness.
He put down the wine glass, wrapped his big hand around her fist, and rubbed it repeatedly in his hand, unable to let go. "I'm just sitting here quietly, and I didn't bother you. If I had the right reason, I would have arrested you long ago."
At first glance, the words sound quite aggrieved and humble, but the person actually seems to be justified.
After all, he is quite mischievous. Except for those few confessions that seemed a bit humble, he is always good at finding the upper hand.
"It's okay." Zhou Zhou suppressed his laughter and pretended to be generous to comfort him, "Try to accept it. You will suffer in the future."
Cheng Yu exhaled through his nose and snorted suddenly: "You try it."
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