Chapter 37 "Chen Cen's Exclusive" "Okay, then shout it in bed."...
Feeling a feather-like touch brush against his face, the man gently lifted his eyelashes.
"Chen Cen, you stole a kiss from me."
Caught red-handed, Shen Cen's face flushed unnaturally. Just as he was about to flee in a panic, the man's hand gripped the back of his head tightly.
The distance between them closed again, and the man tilted his head back, leaving a kiss in the same spot.
One kiss wasn't enough, so he kissed the other side as well.
Warm breath sprayed on Shen Cen's cheeks, and his heartbeat quickened involuntarily.
"Jiang Shiyu, give me one more kiss than you do." Her soft whisper sounded like a spoiled child to Jiang Shiyu. He sat up, pulled Shen Cen onto his lap, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Then, will you kiss me again?"
His voice conveyed a pleasant and relaxed atmosphere.
"Let's kiss."
She reached out and hooked her arm around the man's neck, then gave him a quick kiss on the right cheek.
Before she could react, the man suddenly kissed her again, looking extremely smug.
“Jiang Shiyu, you…” She reached out to punch Jiang Shiyu, but she didn’t use her strength. Her soft fist hit the man’s muscles without even a dull thud.
The man let her play around in his arms, and tightened his grip on her.
Once Shen Cen stopped what he was doing, he cupped her face in his hands and said earnestly, word by word, "Shen Cen, I will always kiss you one more time than you do."
Just like in this relationship, he would give a little more. He only needs to take one step, and he will leave the remaining ninety-nine steps to Shen Cen.
Shen Cen understood what the man meant, and she imitated his actions, cupping his face in her hands: "Jiang Shiyu, then I will kiss you more often in the future."
Relationships are a two-way street, and she wouldn't let Jiang Shiyu be the only one making the effort.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" He carried Chen Cen back to bed.
Shen Cen stared at the ceiling and blinked, unable to come up with anything for a long time: "I don't know either. I'll just eat whatever you make."
"Okay." The man picked up the T-shirt at the foot of the bed and put it on neatly. "Wait here for me."
Just as he closed the door, He Yan called: "Boss, we've found out who's behind this."
"Who?" Jiang Shiyu's eyes dimmed, the tenderness in them just now turning into hostility.
“A woman named Brunei, I looked her up, and she was Shen’s classmate during his graduate studies.”
"I understand." Jiang Shiyu remembered this woman.
“There’s one more thing… This Bruneian is Mr. Fang’s wife, and she currently holds a position at Mr. Fang’s company,” He Yan added.
Fang's Group specializes in game art outsourcing and has been in talks with Guangyi Group recently, hoping to participate in the production of subsequent dungeons for "Huaxia Fengyun". The negotiations are currently going smoothly, and only Jiang Shiyu's final approval and signature are needed.
If the cooperation proceeds smoothly, it will be entirely beneficial for both Fang's Group and Guangyi Technology.
Jiang Shiyu naturally understood He Yan's implication, but in his heart, none of these things mattered as much as Shen Cen.
Without Shen Cen back then, there would be no Jiang Shiyu today, and Guangyi would not exist. Jiang Shiyu would never let go of those who bullied Shen Cen just for a single collaboration.
Moreover, Guangyi is currently experiencing rapid growth, and other outsourcing companies are eager to cooperate with it. What is this Fang Group compared to them? Even if Fang's art outsourcing is the best in the industry, so what? Without Fang, there will be other suitable companies.
"We don't need to discuss the cooperation with the Fang family anymore. Just say it's my decision," Jiang Shiyu said coldly.
“Okay, but boss, I suggest you reconsider, after all, the Fang family…”
"No need to consider it." The man's tone was firm, leaving no room for doubt.
"clear."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shiyu went downstairs and found Aunt Feng taking a drive in the backyard.
"Aunt Feng, do you have any seafood that was just caught today?"
Aunt Feng was reclining in a chair, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan. Upon hearing this, she pointed towards the kitchen and said, "Yes, yes, is Xiao Jiang going to cook himself?"
"Mm." Jiang Shiyu smiled. "I'm making seafood noodles for my wife."
"Not bad, not bad." Aunt Feng nodded approvingly. "The old saying is true: if you pamper your wife well, you'll bring in wealth and treasures. If you keep your wife in your heart, your career will soar. Xiao Jiang, you're destined to make a fortune."
Jiang Shiyu was amused by Aunt Feng's words and laughed heartily: "Thank you for your kind words, Aunt Feng."
After going to the kitchen, Jiang Shiyu picked out some fresh razor clams, clams, swimming crabs, shrimp, and so on, and then sent a message to Cheng Jingyan.
Jiang Shiyu: [You mentioned how to make seafood noodles before, could you tell me again?]
Cheng Jingyan: [What, are you making this for your wife?]
Jiang Shiyu: [Otherwise?]
Cheng Jingyan: [My goodness, Young Master Jiang, who would have thought that you, who couldn't even cook a year ago, would become a chef for your wife? Hey, how about this, when you get back I'll enroll you in a New Oriental program, I guarantee you'll win over your wife's heart through her stomach.]
Jiang Shiyu: [Enough with the nonsense.]
Cheng Jingyan: [Hey Yu-ge, is this how you ask for a favor? Aren't you going to offer something?]
Jiang Shiyu frowned slightly and entered a string of numbers at the transfer counter.
Cheng Jingyan was so startled that he dropped his phone on the floor with a "thud": [Brother Yu, my sugar daddy, for the next year—no, from now on—I'll be available anytime you want to learn any dish.]
Soon, Cheng Jingyan sent three long messages.
Jiang Shiyu's learning ability is stronger than that of the average person. Although Cheng Jingyan's explanation was rather abstract, he was still able to understand the meaning.
Before long, two bowls of steaming hot seafood noodles were ready, just as Shen Cen finished dressing and came downstairs.
"It smells so good!" she exclaimed as she followed the aroma into the kitchen.
Having been focused on the video all noon, Shen Cen barely ate anything and was now starving. Before long, she had devoured more than half of a bowl of seafood noodles.
Of course, Jiang Shiyu's culinary skills also deserve a large share of the credit.
Seeing Shen Cen enjoying his meal so much, even shaking his head slightly, Jiang Shiyu felt as sweet as if he had been sprinkled with honey, and he didn't want to hide the smile on his face at all.
Seeing that Shen Cen was eating the seafood in her bowl very quickly, he simply put all the seafood from his bowl into her bowl.
Shen Cen's mouth was stuffed full as he chewed, when he saw the extra seafood in his bowl and looked up at Jiang Shiyu, asking, "Aren't you going to eat any?"
"I can't eat, I want to see my baby eat."
"I don't believe it," Shen Cen muttered under his breath.
Wait a moment.
She belatedly realized that the way Jiang Shiyu addressed her earlier, while it didn't seem like a big deal when they were in bed together that day, suddenly felt a bit embarrassing to hear it in broad daylight.
Shen Cen covered Jiang Shiyu's mouth and warned him in a low voice, "Jiang Shiyu, you're not allowed to call me that normally."
Jiang Shiyu smiled, took her hand, and leaned close to her ear, deliberately lowering his voice: "Okay, then shout in bed."
Warm breath sprayed against his neck, and Shen Cen's face flushed. He glared at Jiang Shiyu and said, "Not even in bed!"
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After finishing their noodles, the two decided to go to the beach to enjoy the breeze.
The seaside at night sheds the hustle and bustle of the daytime crowds, returning to its most essential tranquility.
It was the blues of the day, with the moonlight gently spilling onto the tranquil sea, and starlight scattering into the water.
Being surrounded by this scene makes one forget their troubles.
The two strolled hand in hand along the beach, the moonlight casting long, long shadows of them.
Jiang Shiyu stopped and tidied Shen Cen's wind-blown hair.
"Don't move, your hair is messed up by the sea breeze."
Shen Cen covered her mouth and laughed: "Jiang Shiyu, your geography is really bad. It's a land breeze blowing at night."
Jiang Shiyu patted Shen Cen's head affectionately: "Okay, thanks to Mr. Shen, the top liberal arts student from our Jingjia Affiliated High School, I knew that I could take a nap at night."
"Huh? How did you know I was the top scorer in the humanities?"
Jiang Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a chuckle escaped his throat: "It's a secret."
Shen Cen patted his arm: "Jiang Shiyu, did you go and ask about my past?"
Seeing that Jiang Shiyu remained silent, she took it as tacit agreement.
At the end of the beach, the two saw a small wooden bar with a tropical feel to it, and the palm leaf decorations on the roof were just right.
Jiang Shiyu turned to Shen Cen and asked, "Do you want to go take a look?"
After receiving an affirmative answer, he led Shen Cen towards the wooden bar. The path leading to the bar was also quite unique, a mosaic path paved with seashells, colored pebbles, and broken glass.
This is a semi-open-air bar, not large in size but fully equipped, with a live singer playing guitar and singing at the entrance.
The two went inside and sat on high stools at the bar.
The owner greeted the two, "What would you like to drink?"
Jiang Shiyu, as if struck by a thought, asked the boss, "Can we adjust it ourselves?"
The boss chuckled and said, "Of course! This handsome young man can mix drinks too?"
"Hmm." As he was answering, Jiang Shiyu's hands had already begun to move.
Not long after, Jiang Shiyu handed a glass of mixed drinks to Shen Cen.
This drink has three layers: the top layer is cherry blossom color, the middle layer is light blood orange, and the bottom layer is sky blue. The overall feeling is that it is a refreshing drink with a lot of layers.
Jiang Shiyu: "Try it."
Shen Cen didn't remember this drink being on Si Ji's wine list, guessing it must be something Jiang Shiyu had recently learned to make. She picked up the glass, took a sip, and a refreshing sensation washed over her, only to be quickly replaced by a pungent, freshly ground pepper-like feeling. However, this sensation didn't last long; a sweet finish soon followed.
It had a very unique flavor, and Shen Cen couldn't help but take a few more bites. She really liked the taste.
"Do you remember that interview when we were asked to describe each other using a type of wine?"
Shen Cen nodded; of course she remembered. After returning that day, she even searched for the "Rainbow Waterfall" wine. The interplay of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple colors amazed her.
She used to think of herself as a bland and tasteless person, like plain water. Chen Zhao often said she was boring. But she never expected that in Jiang Shiyu's eyes, she was so colorful.
Jiang Shiyu: "Actually, I'm not satisfied with my answer that day."
"In my opinion, no glass of wine can perfectly describe you."
Jiang Shiyu continued to explain, "Because of you, Shen Cen is unique."
"How can I describe someone as special as you with an existing wine?"
"So, this drink in your hand was specially mixed for you. It was created because of you, and like you, it is a unique existence in this world."
"It's called Chen Cen's exclusive."
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