Chapter 21
Who repays the favor in bed?
"Hello, hello, hello... What did you say? What... I can't hear you... I can't hear you..."
Cheng Jiamo held her phone further and further away, and finally hung up.
He Qingzhao was stunned for two seconds, then burst out laughing in anger.
It's only been a few days, but the girl has changed a lot. Not long ago, when I saw her at Hongyu Club, she was still shy and timid, looking pitiful and delicate. Now she even dares to tease him.
Could it be that in her eyes, he really is a pushover who can be bullied at will?
To be honest, this was the first time in his life that he had been tricked, so it was a novel experience.
He had initially thought this girl was a dodder vine, delicate and obedient, but now she clearly seemed to be a little white rabbit that only knew how to bite. She looked docile and cute, but in reality, she could bite at any time, and he might get bitten by her if he wasn't careful.
"You little devil," he muttered with a laugh, lit another cigarette, took two deep drags, picked up his phone again, and dialed once more. The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
He didn't call again, but instead sent her a message while smoking.
HE: [Cheng Jiaming, is this how you repay your savior?]
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Jiamo returned to the dining table. Just as she picked up her chopsticks, her phone rang again. She glanced at it; it was He Qingzhao calling again. She ignored it and continued eating with her head down.
Xia Mei asked her, "Did your boyfriend call you?"
Cheng Jiamo replied, "No."
Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, Xia Mei didn't ask any more questions.
Cheng Jiamo didn't answer He Qingzhao's call, nor did she hang up, letting the phone ring.
It rang for a while, then automatically hung up, followed by a message notification tone.
She put down her chopsticks and replied to He Qingzhao's message.
Flowers Bloom in Wealth and Prosperity: [Who will repay the debt of gratitude in bed?]
HE: [Don't make me sound like some old pervert, I just want to see you.]
HE: [@Flowers Bloom in Wealth and Prosperity]
HE: [Why did you change your nickname? Jingyu was great.]
Cheng Jiamo didn't reply to his question about changing his nickname; she only replied with what she wanted to say.
"May flowers bloom and wealth abound": [Are you kidding me?!]
Flowers Bloom in Wealth and Prosperity: [When we meet, you'll definitely hug and kiss me, then trick me into bed and do some truly terrifying things. I'm too scared to see you again.]
He Qingzhao curled one corner of his mouth, looking at his phone with a roguish smile. Through the screen, he seemed to see the little girl's sullen and charming appearance.
He lost his appetite for smoking, stubbed out the half-smoked cigarette, and focused on replying to her messages.
HE: [Don't make me sound so terrible. I just like you so much, I can't help myself.]
HE: [I really miss you. Can I come pick you up?]
Cheng Jiamo felt that he didn't miss her at all; he was clearly sexually aroused and wanted to trick her into having sex with him.
She didn't reply to his messages, locked her phone, put it in her pocket, and continued eating with her head down.
Xia Mei stood up with her lunchbox in hand and said to Cheng Jiamo, "Momo, I'm going back to my dorm first. You can eat slowly."
With her mouth full of rice, Cheng Jiamo nodded and mumbled, "Okay."
Xia Mei hesitated for a moment, then said, "Could you come with me to the aviation school tomorrow?"
Cheng Jiamo quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and replied, "I can go with you, but I probably can't help you try it out. You know I'm an idiot."
Xia Mei smiled and said, "It's already very kind of you to come with me. By the way, don't tell Qiaoqiao and Wenqian about this. You know they both hate people who are obsessed with love, and I don't want to be looked down upon by them."
Cheng Jiamo comforted her, "Don't say that. There's no such thing as being love-struck or not. We shouldn't define others so easily. Some people like being around people, some like being alone, and some want to fall in love in the prime of their youth. There's nothing wrong with that. You don't need to care about what others think. Just be yourself."
Xia Mei was so moved that her nose tingled and tears welled up in her eyes.
She put down the lunchbox, bent down, and hugged Cheng Jiamo.
"Thank you, Momo, you're so kind."
Cheng Jiamo smiled and hugged her, patting her back: "Okay, stop being so sentimental, let's go back to the dorm."
After Xia Mei left, Cheng Jiamo continued eating, enjoying her meal immensely.
After her mother brought her from Lucheng to Qucheng, she lived at her maternal grandmother's house for two or three years. Her maternal grandmother treated her badly, and she often went hungry during that time.
As she grew up, she never became a picky eater and never wasted food. Being able to eat her fill was already a great happiness for her.
After finishing her meal, she was carrying her lunchbox and preparing to return to her dorm when her phone rang.
She thought it was He Qingzhao calling again, but when she picked it up, she saw it was her high school classmate Cheng Jiahe.
"Hello," she answered the phone, "What's up?"
Cheng Jiahe asked, "Are you free tomorrow?"
Cheng Jiamo walked out of the cafeteria and stood under an old locust tree outside. She asked, "What's wrong? Is something the matter?"
Cheng Jiahe said, "I've come to northern Beijing. If you're free tomorrow, let's have a meal together."
Cheng Jiamo refused decisively: "The CET-4 exam is coming up soon, and I still need to do practice questions to prepare. I don't have time."
Cheng Jiahe laughed and said, "You've lived in Beijing for three years and can chat with foreigners directly, so why are you worried about the English exam?"
Cheng Jiamo replied, "All Chinese people can speak Chinese, but some people still fail their Chinese exams."
Cheng Jiahe was amused by her: "It won't take up too much of your time, it's just lunch together."
Cheng Jiamo said, "But I have to go to the Aviation University with my roommate tomorrow morning, so I probably won't have time to have lunch with you."
Cheng Jiahe said happily, "It just so happens that my cousin is also at the Aviation University, so let's meet at the Aviation University."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
She couldn't refuse any longer, so she had no choice but to agree.
"Alright then."
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The alleyway called Laohuai Lane in the west of the city is named after a century-old locust tree that stands there.
Deep in the alley stands a courtyard house with blue bricks and gray tiles, dating back to the late Qing Dynasty. It is over a hundred years old now, about the same age as the old locust tree. However, due to its geographical location and some social factors, it has not been nationalized.
In the late 1990s, the courtyard fell into the hands of a Hong Kong businessman. After several changes of ownership, when He Qingzhao turned eighteen, Grandpa He bought it from the Hong Kong businessman and gave it to him as a coming-of-age gift.
He Qingzhao has never lived here. He doesn't like living in courtyard houses and spends most of his time in his apartment, sometimes returning to his villa in the east of the city.
This place had been empty for a long time. Six years ago, he renovated it and turned it into a private club, where he often met with close friends or important business partners.
Five days ago, he flew to Nancheng to see Rong Chen, and then went to Haicheng. He only returned today.
When he returned, he originally wanted to pick up Cheng Jiamo from M University, but the girl suddenly became cold towards him.
He didn't know if she was playing hard to get or if she really didn't want to be with him.
Even though he was cunning and calculating, he was completely clueless when it came to matters of the heart and couldn't fathom the complex thoughts of a young girl.
Of course, he didn't intend to speculate too much.
After Cheng Jiaming repeatedly showed him coldness, he stopped contacting her.
He had almost driven to Cheng Jiamo's school when he turned around and drove into Laohuai Lane.
The silver Bentley drove straight into the courtyard and parked under a welcoming pine tree by the courtyard wall. This welcoming pine tree was specially planted by He Qingzhao, as it was not originally in the courtyard.
He likes pine trees, which appear elegant and charming. Planting a pine tree in the yard is like bringing a classical landscape painting to life.
The car door opened, and He Qingzhao got out of the car.
Zhong Qi asked with a smile, "Why didn't you go to your boudoir to relax after just getting back? What's the meaning of calling me here?"
He Qingzhao walked towards him with one hand in his pocket: "I'll buy you a drink."
Zhong Qi followed beside him: "If you want to drink, come to my place. Why come to your elegant place to drink? You'd be better off meditating here."
He Qingzhao was walking when he suddenly stopped and asked, "You know, there's a girl who used to like you a lot and always praised you as a good person. But when you wanted to take things further with her, she became unwilling and even showed obvious resistance. Was she playing hard to get, or does she really not like you?"
Zhong Qi: "..."
He suspected there was something wrong with his ears!
After asking the question, He Qingzhao raised his eyebrows slightly and coughed awkwardly.
"It wasn't me, it was a friend I met in Nancheng. He asked me something I didn't know either, so I just asked you casually."
Zhong Qi chuckled meaningfully, "Oh, my friend—" he replied, barely suppressing a laugh, "If a girl praises a man as a good person, she definitely doesn't like it."
"..."
He Qingzhao didn't speak, his hands were in his pockets, still maintaining a refined and elegant demeanor, though the veins on his forehead were faintly bulging.
Zhong Qi rarely saw He Qingzhao angry, and almost laughed out loud, but he managed to restrain himself with strong willpower.
“I know it’s definitely not you.” He patted He Qingzhao on the shoulder. “How could you, Young Master He, possibly have a woman you don’t like, unless that woman is blind.”
He Qingzhao straightened his back even more, his posture became even more arrogant, and he smiled gently, saying, "I already said he's a friend of mine, how could I ask you such a trivial question?"
Zhong Qi immediately realized that He Qingzhao had most likely been tricked by a girl.
He was secretly overjoyed and wanted to spread the news through a megaphone.
Of course, he only thought about it secretly; he wouldn't dare to do it unless he wanted to die.
This young master He is a true nobleman, always pampered and adored. Among the children of high-ranking officials in Beijing, he is the center of attention, extremely arrogant, and has never suffered any setbacks in front of anyone. Now that he has encountered matters of the heart, he would probably grit his teeth and never admit that he has been played by a girl.
If he keeps asking too many questions and angers this guy, he can forget about ever working in Beijing again.
So he tactfully changed the subject: "Don't you have any collaborations with the aviation university?"
He Qingzhao tightened his jaw and replied indifferently, "Yes, I need to go to the Aviation University tomorrow."
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Cheng Jiamo and Xia Mei took a car to the Aviation University early in the morning. After getting off the car, she received a call from Cheng Jiahe, asking if she had arrived yet.
She replied softly, "I need to help my roommate with something. I'll contact you again when I'm done, okay?"
After hanging up the phone, she let out a heavy sigh, somewhat regretting agreeing to Cheng Jiahe's request; she shouldn't have agreed.
The two walked to the entrance of the aviation university, but Xia Mei stopped and took Cheng Jiamo's arm, saying, "Momo, I'm a little scared."
Cheng Jiamo looked at her: "What are you afraid of?"
Xia Mei said with a dejected look, "I don't know either, but I'm just really scared."
She clung tightly to Cheng Jiamo's arm and refused to move forward.
"I... I suddenly don't want to go anymore. I'm afraid I'll actually see him with someone else."
Cheng Jiamo patted her shoulder: "You make your own decision, I won't try to persuade you. If you want to go, I'll go with you, if you don't want to go, then you don't have to."
Xia Mei made her request again: "Momo, I'm not going to their school. Can you go by yourself? I'll send you his dorm address and a photo. Can you go to their school and find him for me? Can you check if he's with someone else?"
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
Xia Mei was almost in tears, grabbing Cheng Jiamo's hand and shaking it: "Momo, please, please help me, I don't have the courage to face this."
Cheng Jiamo said, "Let's not even talk about whether I can see your boyfriend. If I don't, then forget about it. But if I do see him and he's really with someone else, should I tell you or not?"
Xia Mei pursed her lips: "Of course I'll tell you, but it'll be easier for you to tell me than for me to see it myself."
Cheng Jiamo reluctantly agreed, "Okay."
She walked into the gate of the aviation university and then looked back at Xia Mei.
Xia Mei didn't follow, she just waved to her.
Cheng Jiamo followed the navigation instructions and walked to a basketball court. Because she was looking down at her phone, she didn't notice that a basketball was coming towards her. By the time she sensed it, the basketball was already almost in front of her.
In a moment of panic, she leaned back sharply, and the basketball bounced over her supple waist and fell to the ground.
A scream erupted from the basketball court, and a boy quickly ran up to her.
He Qingzhao got out of the car and happened to see this scene.
In the morning sunlight of late autumn, a delicate and graceful young girl leans back.
She wore a white tank top underneath and a light pink knitted cardigan over it. As she leaned back, the cardigan slipped down, revealing her snow-white shoulders and a slender, snow-white waist. He knew better than anyone how soft and delicate that waist was.
Not just her waist, every part of her body was soft, inside and out, especially her alluring "little mouth," which was moist, soft, and extremely tight. When she sucked on his finger, it could drive him crazy.
Now, the person he desperately wants is being eyed covetously by a group of boys, those bastards staring intently.
A surge of furious anger rose within He Qingzhao. Just as she was about to go over, she saw a boy run up to Cheng Jiamo and take out his phone.
"Oh."
He sneered, gritted his teeth, and strode over.
The boy said to Cheng Jiamo, "Sorry, I didn't hold the ball properly and almost hit you." He took out his phone, pulled up a QR code, and said, "Can we add each other as friends? I'll treat you to dinner to make up for it."
Cheng Jiamo recognized him; the boy was Xia Mei's boyfriend.
She took out her phone, ready to send a message to Xia Mei.
Suddenly, she felt a weight on her waist as a strong hand wrapped around it.
She turned her head and saw He Qingzhao. Her legs went weak with fright, and her heart pounded wildly, like a drum.
What's He Qingzhao doing here? Did they plant a surveillance camera on her?
She was completely stunned, standing there blankly, letting He Qingzhao hold her in his arms in front of everyone.
He Qingzhao smiled and kissed her forehead, his voice gentle and doting: "Didn't I tell you not to run around?" He looked up, a hint of coldness in his smile, "My girlfriend was frightened. You can only apologize to us if you take a six-month break from school."
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