Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1637 I am Jiang Cheng’s female licker

This was the first time Huang Yiyi heard Ye Wan speak such a long speech.

Huang Yiyi could see that Ye Wan liked Jiang Cheng, but she still said that.

Ye Wan has no deterrent effect on her.

So when she acted like this, Huang Yiyi just thought it was cute.

He reached out and patted Ye Wan's shoulder.

"Oh, I was just kidding. Don't you know? I'm Jiang Cheng's female licker. Even if he's a scumbag, I still like him..."

Seeing Huang Yiyi say the word "like" so bluntly, Ye Wan felt both curious and envious.

"Female licking dog?? What does that mean?? Do you have a dog??"

Huang Yiyi couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard that.

She was just glad that she was not eating at the moment, otherwise she might have been choked to death by Ye Wan's words.

"No... this female licking dog means a female licking dog..."

Seeing that he was laughing so hard that he fell backwards, Ye Wan was looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Huang Yiyi finally put away her smile and explained seriously, "Actually, you looked a lot like Jiang Cheng's female lickspittle just now."

"what??"

"You think of the term 'female lickspittle' as a noun for someone who firmly supports Jiang Cheng. When someone says something bad about him, you firmly oppose it. Even if you know that some of Jiang Cheng's behavior is wrong, you still think everything about him is right. You just want his attention unconditionally."

After Huang Yiyi explained this, Ye Wan understood it instantly.

So, Huang Yiyi is indeed right.

She is indeed Jiang Cheng's female lickspittle.

Seeing Ye Wan's educated look, Huang Yiyi forgot about her family's crisis for a short while.

I laughed sincerely...

As for Jiang Cheng, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening when he woke up from his nap.

I came to Lin Qingxue's place at noon because it was close and I wanted to take a nap.

Helplessly, while I was sleeping, the girl's five-clawed hand took the initiative to attack.

Seeing that Lin Qingxue was still sleeping, Jiang Cheng rubbed his eyebrows, lifted the thin quilt and got up.

After washing up, I saw Lin Qingxue had opened her eyes and was half lying down, browsing her phone.

Jiang Cheng walked over and sat down beside the bed.

I saw that there was still a laziness in her eyes as if she had just woken up.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and the two of them kissed naturally.

"Are you hungry?"

This double entendre instantly made Lin Qingxue blush.

After all, she took the initiative a lot just now.

Of course I'm hungry after such a lot of exercise.

Seeing Lin Qingxue nodded, Jiang Cheng said, "What do you want to eat? I'm going to the bar later to meet some friends. Do you want to come with me?"

Hearing this, Lin Qingxue's eyes flashed with light.

After all, she had never been to a bar.

But thinking that Jiang Cheng was going with his friends, it might not be easy for him to have fun if he went with them.

She immediately stretched sensibly and said, "I'm too lazy to move. You go ahead. I'll order takeout and then catch up on some sleep."

Seeing her pretending to be sensible, Jiang Cheng smiled.

"What are you thinking? I'm a good man. I'm only going to the bar to drink. It's okay for you to come along."

Although Lin Qingxue knew that what Jiang Cheng said was not true, she was still very happy to hear it.

"Next time, I'm a little tired today."

"Okay, then I'll order food for you and I won't leave until the food is delivered."

After saying that, Jiang Cheng picked up his phone and ordered a nutritious meal from a five-star hotel for Lin Qingxue.

Just after ordering the food, Lin Qingxue's five-finger girl started to move again.

In her opinion, it was sensible of her not to go with them.

You may be sensible, but I will drain you dry before you go out.

There will be a pretty young lady later.

Jiang Cheng probably has no power...

It’s a pity that Lin Qingxue underestimated Jiang Cheng.

Finally at nine o'clock, Jiang Cheng walked out of the house as if nothing had happened.

But Lin Qingxue got up from the bed directly.

I feel really exhausted physically and mentally, and don’t want to go out at all.

Soon the Rolls-Royce slowly drove into Hengshan Road and finally stopped in front of the "M1NT" bar.

Neon signs flickered in the night. There were already many men and women dressed in trendy clothes at the door, their whispers and laughter revealing the lively atmosphere of urban nightlife.

Jiang Cheng pushed the door open and got out of the car. He glanced around and saw Qin Fen standing by the side door of the bar.

He was leaning against a black Bentley, wearing a neatly tailored dark suit, his head slightly lowered, a cigarette between his fingers, the smoke blurring his eyebrows.

Two tall bodyguards stood upright beside him.

Behind him was a hotel manager in a suit and tie, who was respectful but did not dare to disturb him.

The lines on his profile made him look even colder and harder, as if he didn't want anyone to approach him. He didn't even notice Jiang Cheng getting out of the car.

"Wow, this little guy pretends to be quite handsome." Jiang Cheng walked over with a smile and patted his shoulder.

Qin Fen suddenly looked up and saw Jiang Cheng. His eyes lit up instantly and he quickly threw the cigarette butt to the ground. The bodyguard next to him saw this and immediately stepped forward, quickly picked up the cigarette butt and put it in the garbage bag he was carrying.

After all, if you randomly throw garbage on the streets of Shanghai, it is easy to be photographed by passers-by and get into trouble.

Qin Fen stood on tiptoe and hugged Jiang Cheng's shoulders, his tone filled with eager excitement: "Brother Cheng, you're finally here! I was just afraid of being photographed. I practiced this pose specifically, it must look cool."

"He has a handsome face, but that's it..."

Before Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Qin Fen knew what he wanted to tease him about.

Instead of looking upset, he replied with a grin, "I'm the concentrated essence." "Besides, my height, standing next to you, just highlights your aura. We complement each other!"

After saying this, Jiang Cheng gave him a thumbs up.

Who says that the second generation of rich people are arrogant, domineering, bad at speaking and have no emotional intelligence?

This answer and this emotional intelligence can only be described in two words: awesome!

If it were the old Jiang Cheng, he would definitely take a small notebook to write it down.

I thought that one day I would use it on someone who needed flattery at the right time.

But now it seems that Jiang Cheng has little chance of encountering such an opportunity...

The bar manager saw Qin Fenfen's respectful attitude towards Jiang Cheng.

His originally steady pace subconsciously slowed down even more.

His gaze lingered on Jiang Cheng's face for a few seconds without leaving a trace, silently engraving his appearance in his heart.

Although it was Jiang Cheng's first time to set foot in "M1NT", he was able to make someone of Qin Fen's status take the initiative to lower his posture.

This is obviously a distinguished guest who cannot be offended and must be remembered firmly.

He walked in front, bowing, his arm slightly raised to indicate the direction, his tone impeccably respectful: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Qin, please come in."

Walking through the noisy hall, the dynamic electronic music makes people's eardrums tremble, the lights in the dance floor change, and young men and women twist their bodies wildly to the rhythm.

At the booths on both sides, the well-dressed guests were toasting and chatting, and the air was filled with the mixed scent of alcohol and perfume.

Walking through a corridor covered with dark red velvet carpet, the noise gradually subsided, and the textured solid wood box doors opened one after another.

Qin Fen hugged Jiang Cheng's arm and complained as they walked:

"I originally spent one million to book a private room on the first floor of the Genting Club at One The Bund today, thinking we could all go there and have some fun. The owner of that club is a well-known capital tycoon in the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai circles. He spent three hundred million on the initial renovation alone. Even the walls are inlaid with real gold leaf, and even the waiters' suits are custom-made high-end styles."

Jiang Cheng glanced at Qin Fen and said, "Genting Club? I heard it's very private and many celebrities go there to play..."

Qin Fen replied, "Yes, it's a membership-based place. You have to verify your capital before you can join. The key is that it's incredibly private. The frosted glass over there is one-way, so you can't see inside from the outside. Furthermore, each VIP area has its own independent ventilation system and soundproofing. Even if you're negotiating a deal worth hundreds of millions of dollars here, you don't have to worry about leaking a single word."

"There's an exclusive passageway in the back. Celebrities and bigwigs use that. They go straight from the parking lot to their reserved spots without even having to go through the lobby. There's no chance of being seen. I'd already booked a room, but those guys complained the club was too stuffy and not as lively as the bar, so they insisted on moving."

He curled his lips and smiled, "But this place is not bad. The sound system and the wine are top-notch. Let's have some fun here and then go to Genting Highlands."