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"I'm sorry to have made you run all this way. This is a little pocket money. Please keep today's events a secret."

Zhao Cheng showed a look of delight, took it and bowed politely: "Well, I will definitely not tell."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the meeting room.

Without mentioning what to discuss next in the conference room, Zhao Cheng held several large checks and looked at them over and over again.

I've only heard of it, but this is the first time I've seen a check of this fixed denomination in real life, and I feel a little emotional.

I used to worry about tuition fees, but the pocket money given by these big shots is enough to cover several years of college tuition.

I suppressed my thoughts, walked out of the building under the guidance of others, and took a taxi.

Thinking that I still had no chance to ask about Wan En’s matter, I called Hai Yun. Fortunately, the matter was not serious and Hai Yun got a result quickly.

"Oppa, this is a little strange. It would be very dangerous if she went to work, but it would be fine if you just kept an eye on her."

Zhao Cheng had a puzzled look on his face. Hai Yun knew that he was confused and continued to explain:

"If you know where she works and keep an eye on her, she will be safe."

Zhao Cheng pondered, what does it mean to pay close attention?

Haiyun couldn't explain it either. It was just her intuitive feeling and not a real prediction.

The author says:

Author's Note: There's one more chapter, probably around 11 o'clock.

Chapter 139 Going Home

Zhao Cheng hung up the phone with doubts and called Wan En instead.

Meijing's home.

The weather in early July was a little hot, and Wan En was lying on the bed wearing a cool white suspender.

She was holding the phone and scrolling through it without paying attention to it. Her two long white legs were subconsciously bending and crossing, and stretching from time to time.

All I could think about was the strange noises coming from three people in my mother's room when I went downstairs to drink water in the afternoon.

After eavesdropping for only a short while, I ran back upstairs blushing. Until now, I still can't believe that that scene happened.

But I should have been angry and upset, but I couldn't muster any emotion.

I even had a vague feeling of being treated as an outsider, so much so that I haven't left the room until now.

I didn't know how to face those two people.

It was at this moment that the cell phone rang. Wan En was startled when she saw the call and her breathing suddenly stopped.

Even though she knew he might not want to say anything special to her, she still sat up and subconsciously adjusted her hair and clothes in front of the mirror.

Then he picked up the phone, trying to keep his voice calm and distant: "Hello? Hello."

Zhao Cheng didn't hear anything, he just said:

"You can go and work there, but you must let me go with you next time you apply for a job."

Wan En's heart was beating a little fast. She tried to control her emotions and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you have to go with me?"

Zhao Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Because I care about you. After all, this is your first time working for a wealthy man. I will feel more at ease if I go with you."

Wan En didn't hear what Zhao Cheng said next. All she could hear was "I care about you", "I care about you"...

Wan En knew that she should denounce the scumbag and denounce his behavior in the afternoon that subverted her worldview.

But the warmth surging in my heart at this moment could not deceive myself, and I just said "hmm" softly into the microphone.

Zhao Cheng never thought that a word of concern for you would cause her such a big reaction, and continued:

"Don't worry, I'm with you, you'll be fine. Also, we'll keep in touch when you're working, tell me if there's anything unusual, and I'll rush over as soon as possible."

Zhao Chengshi couldn't figure out what "frequent attention" meant, so for now he could only try this method.

Wan En clutched the sheets tightly in her hands, trying to hold back the emotions gushing out of her heart, and said calmly, "Well, okay."

Zhao Cheng thought about it, fearing that she still had some burden in her heart, and then said:

"Well, and if there are any problems along the way, you can just resign. There's no need to put yourself in a difficult position. It's fine whether you take the postgraduate entrance exam or re-apply for medical school."

If she can also do Yi Jing marrow cleansing, it should help both her physical and mental health. I believe she will have enough ability to cope with the exam.

Wan En said "hmm" again.

Afraid that the other party would notice his trembling voice and tears, he quickly hung up the phone.

After so many years, the fatherly love that I had always longed for finally appeared inadvertently.

Those words of advice, those words of support, just hit my heart and could never disappear.

Why? Why didn't he show up a few years earlier? Why was he already with Perrin and her mother?

Wan En lay on the bed with her face buried deeply in the pillow, and sobbing sounds were heard in the room.

Zhao Cheng looked at the phone in confusion. Was there anything wrong with what he said? Why did he just hang up?

Too long-winded? Are you angry now? This is too much.

It seems to be curable.

Zhao Cheng sat in the car angrily, already thinking about how to "deal" with her in the future.

Go home.

Meijing's door was closed. Zhao Cheng walked up and turned the key, then locked it.

This is treating yourself as an outsider.

"Meijing, open the door." Zhao Cheng called softly from outside the door.

Meijing, who had been curled up in the quilt for a long time, trembled with fear: "I'm going to sleep. We can talk tomorrow if there is anything."

"How is the company's information organized? I want to take a look." Zhao Cheng asked again.

"I've almost finished tidying up. I'm tired and need to go to bed. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Meijing's answer became more and more firm.

Zhao Cheng scratched his head. What does this mean? It's just a few poses. Why is it so serious?

Reluctantly, he said, "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow."

He emphasized the word "tomorrow" and then went upstairs.

Meijing heard the sound from the door fade away, then she patted her chest lightly in relaxation, causing ripples.

This little scoundrel had no idea how awkward it was for him and Peilin after they woke up. Wanen was even more awkward. The atmosphere during dinner was like an execution.

But I have to go to church tomorrow, so what should I do?

Zhao Cheng went upstairs again. Peilin's door was also locked and there was no response when he knocked.

Peilin didn't want to talk at all when she heard the sound at the door. Oppa was really too much. She must leave him alone for a few days.

Completely forgetting the fact that I have to go to church tomorrow.

"Tsk, even Pepper is like this, it's a bit difficult to deal with."

Zhao Cheng thought to himself, and his feet naturally turned to Wan En's door. He turned the handle, and thank God, someone finally let him in.

Inside the door, Wan En, with her back to the door, suddenly tensed up.

Ever since she was comforted that time, she always subconsciously left the door unlocked, and today was no exception.

But I was still nervous. If he pounced on me directly, should I refuse?

Zhao Cheng looked at the figure with her back to him. Even the thin blanket could not hide her round and smooth figure.

But it’s only been 20 minutes since I hung up the phone and went home. How can I fall asleep?

Sitting down on the bed, he asked softly, "Were you angry just now?"

Wan En's body trembled slightly. She was not angry. What if he misunderstood?

Gently stroking the black hair, Zhao Cheng said:

"Don't blame me for nagging. It's mainly because I'm too worried about you. If something happens and I can't catch up in time, I really want to die."

Hearing this, Wan En could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart.

She turned around suddenly, burying herself in his arms and sobbing softly: "I'm not angry."

Zhao Cheng, who was embraced by the beauty, had not yet reacted when his clothes on his chest were already wet.

Wan En had a cold personality and her body sobbed as she cried. Even though she was venting such a huge amount of emotion, she still managed to hold back and not let out a sound.

It seems that even at this time, he still doesn't want others to worry about him.

Zhao Cheng gently stroked her back. Over the years, perhaps she had suppressed herself too much.

But, she was wearing a suspender top, and her soft and plump breasts were pressing against her lower abdomen.

A shoulder strap slid down from the shoulder, and looking down from above, most of the plump globe was revealed.

It was really life-threatening, but Zhao Cheng didn't want to do anything worse than an animal while the other person was crying.

So I tried my best to reduce the heat.

Until Wan En stopped crying, raised her beautiful and delicate face and came closer.

Zhao Cheng's skills came to a halt for a moment, and he was immersed in those soft lips. He caught the small tongue that took the initiative to explore, and they entangled with each other.

"Hey!!!"

The loud shout at the door startled the two of them.

In other words, Zhao Cheng now has better control over his own strength, which is why no tragic accident occurred.

Peilin just heard the wrong sound of his footsteps, and it turned out that he had arrived here.

He rushed in angrily, grabbed Zhao Cheng and turned to walk out.

Zhao Cheng gave Wan'en a bitter smile, but took advantage of Peilin's inattention to secretly kiss Wan'en on the face, and then was pushed out of the door with Peilin's force.

The author says:

Author's words: Thanks to Xiao Wang for the reward.

Thanks to the coin that didn't sleep at nine o'clock.

Finally finished the third update today.

Chapter 140 Lost Soul

Zhao Cheng looked at the heavily closed door and touched his nose awkwardly.

She just put the two of them together, and then saw herself and Wan En. Maybe she really couldn't accept it.

However, after touching his lips, I didn’t expect Wan En to be so proactive.

That day is not far away.

I returned to my room in a happy mood, sat in front of the computer, and typed out a bunch of random garbled codes.

Then he took out his cell phone and looked at the number he had agreed on with Wen Tingxiu. He inserted the message he wanted to express into the garbled code according to the numerical method and sent it to a number.

......

Government Special Operations Team, Group C.

All team members noticed the change in their leader. Wen Tingxiu's usual heroic figure would occasionally become dazed.

Her face was slightly red and she showed an inexplicable smile, her eyes were gentle and sweet.

The pace of walking became brisk, and even the requirements for team members became less strict.

For example, the captain and vice-captain of Team A, Chen Yiping and Huang Xiu'e.

The two of them broke one of the team leader's beloved drones, which was just like cleaning the toilet for two days, not a big deal at all.

Even when faced with the department's questioning of the previous action, he didn't care.

We all pushed back very firmly and asked them to investigate on their own.

Compared with other team members, Chen Yiping and Huang Xiu'e felt it most obviously.