The super rich starts with the self-discipline challenge

Chapter 200 Are you not good enough?
"...Tonight, I just want to hold you and do nothing..."

When Meng Jiaen heard Zhong Yun's words, her eyes changed, with a look of heartache and regret, as well as a sense of relief. She bit her lip, and asked hesitantly and cautiously, "Are you... not able to do it?"

The expression on Zhong Yun's face froze for a moment.

Which man can stand being questioned like this? Especially by the woman he loves.

calm down!

For the sake of the overall situation, what does it matter if you admit it?
Zhong Yun gritted his teeth and said, "If I really can't do it, what will you do?"

Meng Jiaen said anxiously, "It's okay, we can slowly treat it. Even if it can't be cured, it's okay. Anyway, I don't think that kind of thing is meaningful..."

Zhong Yun could see that she actually didn't have any needs in that regard, at least for now.

This is a good thing, too.

"but--"

Meng Jiaen whispered, "You probably aren't. If you really weren't capable, you wouldn't have admitted it. You saying this proves that you're not."

Huh?
How come she suddenly became smart at this time?

Indeed, it's like if you call a woman ugly, if she is pretty, she won't be too angry. Only if she is really ugly will she be furious.

Similarly, only those who are really incompetent would react strongly when hearing a woman say this.

A man like him, who is just thirty and still in his prime, is naturally full of confidence.

Meng Jiaen's eyes were a little dim, "You don't have any feelings for me? Is it because..." She crossed her arms in front of her chest, wanting to cry, "Is it too young?"

Zhong Yun felt a little headache and distressed when he saw her like this. Usually, she was always confident that she was the most beautiful woman in the world in front of others. When had he ever seen her so self-deprecating?

"Ugh!"

He let out a long sigh, which indeed diverted Meng Jiaen's attention. She looked at him in some surprise.

Zhong Yun smiled bitterly and said, "It's my problem."

"You don't know how beautiful you are. You are the first woman I fell in love with at first sight."

It was the first time Meng Jiaen heard him open up his heart. Such sweet words made her feel a little overwhelmed. Her mouth slightly opened, her face flushed, and joy in her eyes instantly blossomed.

"If I were ten years younger, I could chase after her without any scruples. But I'm not twenty years old anymore. Do you know what a man would do if he met a woman he really liked but who was much better than him?"

"He won't do anything but quietly leave."

"The gap between us is too big. Right now, I don't have the confidence to be your real boyfriend. I have always refused your confession, not because I don't like you, but because I feel I am not worthy of you."

As Meng Jiaen listened, tears already streamed down her face. She shook her head vigorously and wanted to speak, but Zhong Yun put two fingers on her lips to stop her from speaking.

He looked her in the eyes and said, "Can you give me a moment?"

"Ah."

Meng Jiaen cried even harder, nodded desperately, stretched out her hands, and hugged his neck tightly.

She moved a little too much and the quilt slipped off her body.

Zhong Yun reached out his hands and hugged her smooth back. He could clearly feel her body getting hot. He took a deep breath and said ruthlessly, "In the future, I will definitely let you know how capable I am!"

"Otherwise, put on your clothes first..."

……

Zhong Yun spent the whole night holding Meng Jiaen in his arms. This was not the first time they had slept in the same bed, and it was not as difficult as he had imagined.

The next day, he felt a little itchy on his face and woke up suddenly. When he opened his eyes, all he saw was long hair.

Meng Jiaen in his arms twisted her body and squeezed towards him, and as she moved, her hair brushed his face.

I can't even sleep well.

He raised his hand and pressed her hair down. His movements were very gentle, but the woman in his arms still woke up. She opened her eyes dazedly, yawned, and said, "Morning."

She reached out and put her arms around his neck.

"morning."

At this time, through the window, I can see that it is already daybreak. At this brightness, it is probably not even six o'clock.

He said, "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

"Ah."

Meng Jiaen buried her head in his chest, listened to his strong heartbeat, and closed her eyes.

After a while, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes were charming and coquettish, and she whispered, "You are not honest."

Zhong Yun stroked her smooth hair and said, "In the morning, the Yang energy is strong, so of course you are more energetic."

She moved her body, scratched the back of his neck lightly with her fingernails, and whispered, "Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"

This topic is a bit dangerous.

Zhong Yun didn't dare to go on and said, "I'm going to the bathroom." Meng Jiaen then reluctantly let him go.

After going to the toilet, he went outside to get some water to drink. A cup of warm water in the morning was a habit he had developed over the years. Then he started to warm up and did some indoor exercises.

Squats, push-ups, sit-ups...

Take turns doing several sets.

Meng Jiaen, who was in the room, saw that he had not returned to the room for a long time, so she put on her clothes and came out. Seeing that he was exercising, she did not disturb him and went to wash up first.

……

After exercising, Zhong Yun simply took a shower.

Meng Jiaen brought him a set of clean clothes, all brand new, and no one knew when she prepared them.

He came out of the shower, changed into new clothes, and went to the living room to see her making breakfast in the kitchen.

The porridge was bubbling in the pot.

She was wearing an apron and frying eggs. She had fried salted and crispy peanuts and a plate of pickles on the side, and the oven underneath was humming.

Zhong Yun walked over, put his arm around her waist, took a peanut in one hand and put it into his mouth, and asked her, "Where did you buy this peanut?"

Meng Jiaen felt a little weak when she hugged him, and she leaned against him and said, "I fried it myself. Auntie said you like to eat this, so she taught me."

"You even cook for me. Why, do you really want to marry me?"

"I won't marry a playboy like you."

"That's good."

Meng Jiaen stopped what she was doing, turned her head and looked at him, and said angrily, "What do you mean that's fine?"

Zhong Yun pointed at the eggs in the pot and reminded her, "It's burnt."

She turned around and quickly put out the fire, asking, "What did you mean just now? Are you still not happy?"

"I do not want to get married."

Zhong Yun said half seriously and half jokingly, "We can be in love for the rest of our lives."

Meng Jiaen's expression suddenly softened, she reached out and stroked his face, saying softly, "Yeah."

"The food is ready, right? I'm starving." Zhong Yun changed the subject in time.

Click till.

They haven't officially confirmed their relationship yet, so it's too early to talk about marriage. He's just giving them a heads-up.

"I don't know if the porridge is ready yet, and the chicken wings in the oven aren't ready either... Never mind, let's eat first."

……

That day, Meng Jiaen finally went to the company. It would be bad to keep asking for leave.

"Morning, Mr. Meng."

"Boss Meng looks really good today. Did something good happen to him?"

"Mr. Meng..."

When she arrived at her department, the employees greeted her one after another.

It is said that people feel refreshed when good things happen to them. She was in a good mood and had more smiles on her face.

When I arrived at the office and just sat down, someone knocked on the door. It was the secretary who came to report on the work during this period.

After the secretary left, someone knocked on the door again.

"Enter."

This time it was He Ziqian who came in. He said excitedly, "Boss Meng, you finally came to the company."

Meng Jiaen asked, "I haven't been to the company these days. What happened?"

It's more than just an accident, it's like the sky is falling.

He Ziqian couldn't say it directly, "No. Um, Mr. Meng, how are you and Zhong Yun doing recently?"

Meng Jiaen smiled sweetly and said, "It's fine."

When He Ziqian saw this, he sighed in his heart. It was obvious that President Meng was nourished by love and was in the passionate period. No matter what he said at this time, it would probably be useless.

So, he swallowed back the words he was about to remind and said, "He seems to be very busy recently. I haven't had a drink with him for a long time."

Meng Jiaen nodded and said, "He is indeed busy recently."

PS: I will resume updating twice a day starting tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)