Chapter 26: After the rain, if you are shaking because of me, don’t use sign language. …
Chen Cheng touched Qiao Qiaoyu's arm, and she stopped laughing wildly and turned into a stifling smile.
Outside, Chen Cheng didn't say much. After seeing Qiao Qiaoyu off, she took Song Jili back to Youran Courtyard.
Song Jili knew what Chen Cheng wanted to say and took the initiative.
"It has already been transferred. I won't accept it even if you give it back to me."
The tone left no room for negotiation.
Even though he didn't allow her to speak, Chen Cheng still wanted to speak.
She raised her hand and he closed his eyes.
Chen Cheng glared at him, pinched him, and his breathing became louder and louder, and he was very angry.
"Are you really angry?" Song Jili opened one eye and glanced at him.
Chen Cheng sat on the sofa, not saying a word.
Song Jili walked up to her and squatted down: "Tsk, our little Chengzi is also beautiful when she is angry."
Chen Cheng gestured angrily: You are sick!
He grabbed her hand, and when Chen Cheng took her hand back, he pulled it to his mouth and bit her fingertips lightly.
Just a slight touch, like a current of electricity, went straight to her heart, making her feel numb.
Chen Cheng stood up and put his hands behind his back.
From the ears to the neck, everything turned red and warm instantly.
"I have discussed this with my grandmother and mother, and they have agreed to give you this house as a gift." Song Jili explained softly, "Just consider it as a token of their love."
"Besides, this is the most expensive house in Jiangdu, and I want to give it to you."
"In my case, our little orange is the little golden orange."
Chen Cheng frowned. Why did this guy always give people weird nicknames?
Sometimes it's a small orange, sometimes it's a small golden orange.
Chen Cheng felt ashamed to receive such an expensive gift.
Although I have been in Jiangdu for more than a month, I have not yet formally met Song Jili's family.
The last time they met, because they had not yet made an engagement, she was rather distant and polite towards the two elders, fearing that she would leave a bad impression on them.
Chen Cheng gestured and asked him: When can we arrange a meeting?
Song Jili said, "Mom is traveling. When she went back to the old house to make a scene a while ago, the old man was annoyed with us, so he packed his bags and went to find mom the next day. He will not be back until the Chinese New Year. Grandma's home is in the port city, I will take you there during the Chinese New Year. There is no rush to meet her, you should take good care of your health first."
When she first arrived in Jiangdu, she fell seriously ill. Song Jili was afraid that she would get sick again due to the constant traveling and overwork, so he canceled all the scheduled meetings.
Before anyone dared to say anything more, Song Jili had already said something unpleasant. No matter what, Chen Cheng had to take care of his health.
So I was too nervous.
Song Jili came directly from the company and had not had dinner yet, so he asked Chen Cheng to have dinner with him.
Chen Cheng sat at the dining table, playing with his phone and replying to Liang Yanling's WeChat message.
After the New Year's Eve, Liang Yanling went on tour to other cities again, visiting one city every ten days and performing at least two shows in each place. It was a non-stop schedule with no time to rest at all.
Liang Yanling often posts check-in photos, making a "V" sign to the camera and funny expressions, which is completely inconsistent with her cool and aloof personality.
Song Jili glanced at it and said with a smile: "A Ling sent you so many messages. She only replied to my brother's messages when she remembered. If she didn't remember, she might not send you a message for a month."
Chen Cheng opened his mouth slightly and asked: Is their relationship so bad?
"It can't be said to be bad, it's just not familiar." Song Jili said.
Chen Cheng didn't understand why talented couples like Song Qiaoli and Liang Yanling, who had the capital to do many things, were still trapped in marriage.
She asked: Then why did Big Brother and A Ling get married? Do they like each other?
"Their engagement was arranged after they were born. At that time, the Liang family wanted to take root in Jiangdu. They got to know our family through the relationship of my grandmother's family and took the initiative to propose that if they gave birth to a girl in the future, she would marry into our family." Song Jili said, "Miss Liang is married. Miss Liang is about the same age as my eldest brother, but she settled in Gangdu and was trained as an heir. She wanted to find a son-in-law. The burden fell on Miss Liang, that is, A Ling. Although she is five years younger than my eldest brother, she is a good match in every way."
Chen Cheng asked: Can’t you just refuse?
The Song and Liang families are not conservative families. If they talk nicely, it should be possible.
Song Jili: "They may not be willing, but they have been teased since they were young. The son-in-law of the Liang family and the daughter-in-law of the Song family, they were labeled with each other as early as the moment the two families made the marriage contract. Their marriage became inevitable. Even if someone is interested in them, it will stop because of this marriage contract."
Chen Cheng: Has no one... pursued Big Brother or A-Ling?
"Yes, when someone stuffed a love letter into A Ling's pocket, my brother happened to pass by, and the boy ran away faster than anyone else after seeing my brother." Song Jili said, "It seems that there is no bond between them, but in fact, their fates were intertwined from the moment they were born. But after two years of marriage, their relationship has not made much progress, so they both want to end it."
When Song Jili talked about Song Qiaoli's emotional state, his expression became slightly heavy.
Chen Cheng held his face, blinked, and then said: You and big brother... don't seem to have a very bad relationship.
From Song Jili's description, it can be heard that he cares about his elder brother in his heart.
Song Jili said with a smile: "We can't be too close."
Chen Cheng was stunned for a moment: You are brothers, can’t you be too good to each other?
"Our family situation is complicated, and it's hard for me to explain it clearly." Song Jili poured her a glass of grape juice and handed it to her. "Don't worry, no matter what happens, you will be safe. I promise."
These words touched Chen Cheng's heart.
She behaved herself in the Shen family and did her duty in the Song family, just hoping for peace and success, and did not dare to ask for too much.
Maybe he misunderstood.
She asked these questions only because she was worried about the relationship between her elder brother and A-Ling. Maybe he thought she was afraid that if his brothers failed in the power struggle, she would be implicated.
Chen Cheng lowered his head, looking somewhat depressed.
"Let's go for a walk later." Song Jili skipped the previous topic and didn't think about what would happen in the future that would ruin their current relationship.
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The exhibition went on very smoothly. Chen Cheng visited the exhibition hall a day in advance and found it was even more beautiful than what had appeared in the design drawings.
Qiao Qiaoyu specially prepared white roses and black roses to give to people who come to the exhibition tomorrow.
Chen Cheng returned home with a smile on his face.
Mother Wu asked, "Madam, what good news is this? It's the first time I see you so happy."
Chen Cheng used sign language to Assistant Jiang, who then translated it for Mother Wu.
Assistant Jiang said with a smile: "My wife said that tomorrow she will do the thing she has been looking forward to most in her life, so I am very happy."
"Good news. Congratulations, ma'am. I'll make your favorite Buddha Jumps Over the Wall tonight. I wish you success in advance." After two months of being together with Chen Cheng, Mother Wu finally understood why her husband treated her so dearly. She also liked such a simple-minded and sincere girl. There was always an energy about her that attracted people.
Chen Cheng smiled even more happily: Thank you, Aunt Wu.
"You're welcome. Please go ahead and I'll call you when it's ready." Mother Wu selected the dishes and went to the kitchen humming a little tune.
As the opening time draws closer, I feel excited and scared.
Chen Cheng was so excited that night that he couldn't sleep at all and tossed and turned in bed.
Song Jili reached across and hugged her waist with the quilt, and said lazily: "If you don't sleep now, you won't be able to get up tomorrow."
Chen Cheng tried hard to stick her head out and tell Song Jili how she felt at the moment, but the lights were dimmed and she couldn't see her gestures.
Song Jili turned on the bedside lamp and held his head up: "What do you want to say?"
In the past, Chen Cheng would have felt that he was disturbing him, but now he just wanted to express his excitement.
She gestured quickly: I am very happy to have held the exhibition, but I still have many things to worry about. Will there be few people coming tomorrow? Will people dislike my paintings? If Xiaoyu doesn’t buy my paintings, will she be disappointed after all the hard work she has put in? If things don’t go as expected, I will be a little sad. But only a little, after all, I am not famous, and I feel guilty about holding a personal exhibition at the beginning...
"Don't worry too much." Song Jili didn't say anything empty to comfort her, "You have to trust Qiao Qiaoyu's connections. She is a social expert. The goal tomorrow is not to sell paintings, but to let everyone know that there is a young painter like you with a unique style. Selling paintings is a matter of time. As for whether they like your paintings, I think they will."
"Because the world in your eyes is wonderful."
“No one would dislike it.”
Chen Cheng admitted that he was comforted and pulled the quilt over his eyes, as if to say thank you.
Chen Cheng threw himself into Song Jili's arms, put his face against his chest, and said thank you silently.
Song Jili only felt the mouth opening and closing against his skin, like a kiss.
"Little Orange, you took the initiative to throw yourself into my arms on the bed. Can I take it as a hint from you?" Song Jili put his hand on her waist. He liked her to take the initiative to throw herself into his arms. His hand on her waist was half-clenched, maintaining a very ambiguous distance, and he caressed her lightly.
In the quilt, their body temperature is the same.
Chen Cheng responded to him using sign language, making a few gestures but not knowing what to say.
She does not rule out a substantive relationship between them.
He understood what she meant and leaned down.
Song Jili's breathing was getting closer and closer.
Chen Cheng's body softened, and he hugged her tightly, pinched her chin with his hand, and moved forward.
The old coil in his thick palm brushed against her shoulders and belly.
She reacted violently, arching her body, only to be pushed back by an unquestionable force.
"Baby, it's just the beginning."
Song Jili's kiss fell on her ribs, and his big hands kept caressing her neck, controlling her.
He couldn't let go of this action, it was a move of a very superior man, and she couldn't get away from it.
He whispered in her ear: "Be good, don't hide, okay?"
In a questioning tone, he forced her to agree.
The man is very sinister.
Song Jili looked at her.
Too thin, you can see the bulge of the ribs when you inhale.
She was also very beautiful, and I couldn't help but kiss her a few more times.
He leaned over, and Chen Cheng was frightened. His raised legs were pressed back against the sheets.
His kisses were sometimes light and sometimes heavy.
Occasionally bite.
When a mark was left, he licked it soothingly.
The strange sensations in her limbs made it impossible for her to control her body, but she was unable to resist.
Her thoughts were disconnected and she was in a blank state for those ten seconds, with tears welling up in her eyes.
In the dim light, I lowered my head and looked him in the eyes.
He smiled faintly and wiped away the shiny stuff at the corner of his lips.
Lick the tip of your finger, then lick the corner of your lips, and swallow it all.
The movements and expressions are so sexy.
Chen Cheng understood what was going on and said in sign language: Are you crazy?
The next second, his big hand easily grabbed her hand and pulled it over his head.
He leaned down to kiss her.
Chen Cheng struggled hard and mouthed: It's so dirty.
"Baby's water, how could it be dirty?" Song Jili insisted on kissing her.
Next was the corner of her lips, and then it penetrated into her teeth.
Chen Cheng almost cried when he tasted the salty taste on his tongue.
How could a bad guy like him ask her to taste such a thing!
Song Jili did not make it to the end and ended it in another way.
He said with some lingering feeling: "I have to prepare it at home."
Chen Cheng felt like the soles of his feet were about to be rubbed raw. His steps became unsteady, his hair was a mess and tangled in the quilt. He raised his hands to cover his ears, not wanting to hear what Song Jili was saying.
He always liked to whisper a lot of dirty talk in her ear, making her face hot and her head dizzy.
After taking a shower, Chen Cheng wrapped himself in a quilt and fell asleep soundly.
Song Jili found it funny, so he pulled her out and held her in his arms: "I won't do this to you anymore, let's go to sleep."
Chen Cheng was suspicious and wanted to fight back using sign language, but he grabbed her and put her under the quilt.
"Baby, if my hands are shaking, don't use sign language. I still want to do it." Song Jili said.
Chen Cheng widened his eyes, opened his mouth and said in lip language: You hooligan!
"Yeah, you had a lot of fun being fucked by that gangster just now, do you remember?" Song Jili chuckled.
Chen Cheng stopped talking.
This guy is a scoundrel with no shame, she can't compare to him.
After being disturbed by Song Jili for two hours, Chen Cheng felt sleepy. He turned off the light for less than five minutes and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Song Jili got up and waited for nearly ten minutes, but there was no movement from Chen Cheng.
"Baby, I have to go to the company for a morning meeting first." Song Jili was afraid of waking her up, so he reached for her hand first.
Chen Cheng shook off his hand and said "hmm" reluctantly.
"I'll come to the exhibition to see you later." Song Jili leaned over and said in her ear.
Chen Cheng shrank into the quilt and uttered another lazy "hmm".
Song Jili, who was neglected on the first morning since his marriage, smiled particularly happily and whispered in her ear: "Sleep until you wake up naturally."
Chen Cheng buried his head.
I wondered if he was sick?
Even when you give him a cold look, he can still smile.
Song Jili was in a very good mood, so good that Qian Zhou, who came to pick him up, could feel it clearly.
Qian Zhou looked at Song Jili, whose outfit had returned to normal before marriage, and wondered what happened? Didn't the young wife help him with his clothes this morning? It didn't seem like it. If he was neglected, according to his personality, he would have a sullen face.
No one could understand why Song Jili was happy, and he was too lazy to explain as he was busy with something else.
Song Jili called Fang Xiuqi.
Fang Xiuqi, who was still dreaming on the big bed in the hotel, heard the noise, turned over impatiently, covered his head and continued to sleep.
Suddenly he was kicked and he sat up in fear, almost falling off the bed.
Before he could react, the cell phone hit his chest, causing him to grimace in pain.
"You killed someone!" Fang Xiuqi rubbed the red and swollen area.
The woman came out from under the quilt, naked, and did not shy away. She picked up the clothes on the floor in front of him and put them on one by one. She said nonchalantly, "It's Uncle Two's phone call. Do you want to keep yelling or answer it?"
Fang Xiuqi quickly found his phone and answered it: "Second Uncle, looking for me?"
Everyone who knew him knew his daily routine: he was slow to get up in the morning and didn't want to go to bed at night. So when he received a call early in the morning, Fang Xiuqi assumed it was an urgent matter and could not be taken lightly.
Song Jili looked away from his watch and waited a full half minute before answering the phone. He asked, "Did you hang out again last night?"
"I didn't. I was with Wang Jin the whole night." Fang Xiuqi touched his nose guiltily, "We were talking about work."
After putting on his clothes, Wang Jin sneered disdainfully.
Song Jili did not interfere in his brother's private life and said, "Just give me a favor."
Fang Xiuqi quickly replied with a sense of loyalty: "You go ahead."
"Find someone Chen Cheng doesn't know, open an account, and then go to the exhibition to buy a painting. Don't ask for a price that's too low, nor too high. I'll send you the address of the gallery later." Song Jili said, "Isn't Wang Jin here? You can use her identity."
After hearing this, Fang Xiuqi said: “……?”
It turned out that the reason he was woken up early in the morning was to ask him to buy a painting.
If I'm not mistaken, the exhibition should be held for Chen Cheng.
"She didn't use her real name, so don't let anyone know about it." Song Jili specifically instructed, "You should do your best to avoid any suspicion."
After saying that, Song Jili hung up.
Fang Xiuqi threw his phone away angrily and said unhappily, "There's something wrong with the Song family. If they want to support their wife and become their financial sponsor, can they just do it openly? They always come to me. Am I a top-notch playboy? Yesterday, they reserved the entire theater in the opera house to send flowers to Liang Yanling, and today they spent a fortune on Chen Cheng at an art exhibition."
"You should be thankful that at least I didn't assign you any dirty or tiring work." Wang Jin put on her clothes, a smart office lady's outfit, and said, "Mr. Fang, if you still need me to do the work for you, I only need 20% of the fee."
Wang Jin walked up to him and stuffed the business card into his underwear: "If you need anything, contact my assistant."
Fang Xiuqi crushed the business card into shape and said through gritted teeth, "Wang Jin, you are so immoral. You have been away on a business trip for half a month and there is no news at all. When you come back, you want to have sex with me. Don't you even want to have breakfast with me?"
"I'm just passing by. I'm flying to Paris today and I made time to sleep with you. Please satisfy me. It's a lot to ask." Wang Jin walked away without looking back.
Fang Xiuqi almost couldn't breathe a sigh of relief.
After being sad for a few minutes, Fang Xiuqi had to cheer up and transfer some money to Wang Jin.
Wang Jin took the initiative to send a WeChat message, which was rare, and said in a businesslike manner: "I guarantee that it will be done for you."
Fang Xiuqi complained: [Wang Jin, you made your fortune by doing dirty things! ]
Wang Jin: [There is no other way. Who else can you find besides me? ]
Good, good, good!
His brothers are slaves to him, and his friends take advantage of him in and out of bed. He has such a bad life!
After the matter was settled, Fang Xiuqi sent a message to Song Jili.
Fang Xiuqi: [The order has been placed. It will be delivered after the exhibition is over. Where will it be delivered? ]
Song Jili: [Let’s put the house under your name first. ]
Fang Xiuqi: [Hmm…]
Fang Xiuqi seemed calm, but he was actually going crazy.
He owns a house that used to house Liang Yanling's peripherals, and now he wants to clear out a room to display Chen Cheng's paintings.
If he were discovered one day, he would not be able to explain why he had a "pain room".
Chen Cheng at the exhibition just learned that one of her paintings was sold.
The other party offered two hundred thousand.
Chen Cheng was stunned. He made several typos while typing, so he deleted the words and typed again: "Two hundred thousand? Are you kidding?"
Two hundred thousand is about the same as twenty dollars in the eyes of rich people, but this was Chen Cheng’s first exhibition and the first painting was sold for two hundred thousand.
Qiao Qiaoyu's steps were also a little shaky: "I didn't expect this either. It's completely beyond my expectations."
Then he smiled happily and said, "This is also a good thing! Your lowest price is set here, the business value is immeasurable!"
Chen Cheng asked suspiciously, "Could it be that an acquaintance bought it for his good looks?"
She thought of Song Jili and Liang Yanling. They were the only ones who knew about her art exhibition.
"No, the buyer is a lady. I only know her last name is Cheng." Qiao Qiaoyu hugged Chen Cheng tightly, "We must open champagne to celebrate tonight!"
Then, the assistant came to Qiao Qiaoyu and said, "Sister Qiaoyu, a lady named Wang just expressed her interest in buying the entry-level painting "Spring" and offered $310,000."
Chen Cheng can hardly hold the phone steadily.
"Chengzi, you are really my little golden orange!" Qiao Qiaoyu patted Chen Cheng's shoulder, "I'll go entertain the guests first. If you feel bored in the house, you can walk around the gallery. Don't walk too far."
Chen Cheng paused for a long time, still finding it hard to believe that her paintings could be liked by people and that people were willing to spend a fortune to buy them.
The good news was sent to Song Jili as soon as possible.
He sent two transfers, and the sound of the pop-up messages on her phone startled her.
"On January 12, the card with the last number 6877 received an online banking income (UnionPay deposit) of 666,666 yuan, and the balance is 666,666 yuan. [Jiangdu Bank]"
"On January 12, the card with the last number 6877 received an online banking income (UnionPay deposit) of NT$888,888, and the balance is NT$1,555,554. [Jiangdu Bank]"
The first note read: Congratulations on the great success of the exhibition.
The second note read: Congratulations to Ms. Orange on selling her first painting.
Chen Cheng wondered if Song Jili was crazy?
The two sums of money he transferred to her were almost three times what she earned today.
It would give her the feeling that her family is not short of money, but she has to come out to do business and endure the hardship.
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