We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

Mr. Wang's fat face turned a mixture of red and blue, and the fat on his face trembled.

He instinctively put the hand with the watch behind his back.

Ye Chen stood still, his posture upright, his gaze passing over the top of the other person's head.

"A pawned car, a fake watch, and you come here to use these fake things to scam young girls." Ye Chen looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery.

The diners and security guards watching the commotion burst into laughter.

Several disdainful glances swept over.

Mr. Wang felt as if his face had been ripped off and rubbed on the ground.

Enraged, he pointed a trembling finger at Ye Chen.

"Stop talking nonsense, you brat! Just you wait!"

After uttering those harsh words, he didn't even have the confidence to refute them. He yanked open the door of the Land Rover, floored the gas pedal, and slunk away from the parking lot.

The exhaust fumes from the Land Rover dissipated.

The parking lot returned to quiet.

Xia Shiqing stood still, her chest heaving with nervousness.

She watched Ye Chen's retreating figure, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

In those few short seconds, the oppressive aura emanating from Ye Chen made it difficult for her to even breathe.

That kind of sharp eye and the effortless way of trampling people into the mud is hardly the behavior of an eighteen-year-old student.

Ye Chen turned around, the coldness on his face dissipating.

He looked at Xia Shiqing, who was still in a daze, and laughed.

"Let's go, didn't you say you were going to treat me to a meal? You won't get a full meal standing here."

Xia Shiqing seemed to wake from a dream, quickly walked to Ye Chen's side, bowed her head and apologized, her tone revealing lingering fear.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."

"It's nothing," Ye Chen reassured her casually, laughing at her reserved demeanor.

"Also, now that we're friends, don't keep calling me Mr. Ye. It sounds too formal. Just call me by my name."

Hearing this, Xia Shiqing felt a surge of joy.

She looked up at Ye Chen's sunny and handsome face, and her heartbeat completely went off track.

Two blushes appeared on her cheeks, her eyes sparkled, and her voice unconsciously softened.

"Okay, Ye Chen, you can call me Shi Qing from now on."

Ye Chen nodded with a smile.

The two smiled at each other and walked into the Chinese restaurant side by side. Under the guidance of the waiter, they entered a private room with excellent privacy.

The private room was elegantly decorated with soft lighting, and the atmosphere became subtle due to the change in how the two addressed each other.

Ye Chen took off his dark suit jacket, leaving only a well-tailored white shirt.

He casually unbuttoned the top button of his collar, revealing his long, slender neck, exuding a relaxed and carefree air.

Xia Shiqing took the initiative to step forward, took Ye Chen's coat, and hung it on the coat rack next to her.

As they turned around, the distance between them closed.

Xia Shiqing could smell the pleasant scent of aftershave on Ye Chen.

Her cheeks flushed again, and she quickly took a half step back and pulled out a chair for Ye Chen to sit down.

After Ye Chen sat down, he picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Xia Shiqing first, and then poured one for himself.

"Did I scare you just now?" Ye Chen picked up his teacup and looked at her with a smile. "I usually have a good temper and rarely get angry with people."

Xia Shiqing held the teacup in both hands, feeling the warmth emanating from the cup.

She secretly observed Ye Chen.

One second he was in the parking lot, a cold-eyed, superior figure who looked down on the nouveau riche.

In that moment in the private room, he not only poured her tea but also joked to soothe her emotions.

"No." Xia Shiqing shook her head, her voice so soft it could melt water. "Ye Chen, you were so handsome just now."

After saying this, she immediately lowered her head, not daring to look into Ye Chen's eyes, her ears turning bright red.

Seeing her shy expression, Ye Chen didn't pursue the matter further but instead pushed the menu towards her.

"Let's order, I'm really hungry."

The meal was quite relaxing.

Ye Chen did not discuss anything about luxury cars, watches, or the company.

He only talked about the food in Shanghai and interesting things in life.

He is knowledgeable and humorous, always managing to control the pace of the conversation perfectly.

Xia Shiqing gradually relaxed from her initial restraint.

She would occasionally chuckle softly, covering her mouth, at Ye Chen's words, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

The way she looked at Ye Chen had completely changed.

The salesperson's respectful attitude towards customers has faded, replaced by a woman's adoration and admiration for a man.

8 PM.

The two walked out of the restaurant.

Ye Chen didn't let Xia Shiqing take a taxi; he personally drove her back to her rented apartment building.

The streetlights at the entrance of the old residential area are dim.

Xia Shiqing unbuckled her seatbelt but did not get out of the car immediately.

She turned her head to look at Ye Chen in the driver's seat.

"Ye Chen, thank you so much."

"Go back and get some rest." Ye Chen said with a gentle smile, one hand resting on the steering wheel.

Xia Shiqing bit her lip and pushed open the car door.

She stood outside the car watching the black Mercedes slowly drive into the night, remaining motionless for a long time until the taillights completely disappeared from sight.

The night was dark.

Xia Shiqing stood downstairs in the old residential area.

The taillights of the black Mercedes had completely disappeared at the end of the street.

She covered her burning cheeks with her hands, trying to calm her racing heart.

Turning around, I walked into the dilapidated stairwell; the motion-sensor lights had long since broken.

She could only climb up step by step in her high heels by the dim light of her phone screen.

He went up to the third floor, took out his key, and opened the door.

This is an old house with two bedrooms and one living room. The space is cramped and the furniture is outdated.

The TV in the living room is on.

My best friend Zhou Tong is sitting cross-legged on a worn-out fabric sofa, eating potato chips.

Zhou Tong was wearing a pink silk nightgown with the neckline wide open, exposing a large expanse of her fair skin to the air.

The pajamas were made of a very form-fitting material, which accentuated her full and proud bust in a very attractive way.

She crossed her legs, and her thighs beneath her shorts were plump, fair, and shapely, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

Zhou Tong turned her head when she heard the door open.

"Shiqing, why are you so late today?" Zhou Tong threw potato chips on the coffee table and grabbed a tissue to wipe her hands. "You usually come home around six o'clock, but it's almost nine o'clock today."

Xia Shiqing changed into slippers and hung her bag on the clothes hanger.

She walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass with water, and took a big gulp.

"I had a big order today, so I accompanied the client to complete the formalities and had lunch with them."

Zhou Tong's eyes lit up and she jumped up from the sofa.

He leaned over and sniffed Xia Shiqing like a puppy, his eyes instantly turning gossipy.

She looked Xia Shiqing up and down and said, "Something's not right. Why do you smell like a man? Come on, tell me honestly, where have you been gallivanting around?"