Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 832: Chapter 832: Internet Celebrity Ace (16)

”If you don’t like me doing live streams, I won’t do it anymore.” Fu Chi, the domineering CEO, truly cared about his future wife’s opinion.

Chuzheng had no objections.

”As long as you like it, that’s fine.”

”You don’t mind?”

”Why should I?” Live streaming is an industry, not illegal; what should she mind?

”...”

Fu Chi found Chuzheng somewhat inscrutable.

She wasn’t like other girls.

After they had been intimate, she didn’t cry or make a scene; it looked as if she would’ve just let it be had he not taken the initiative to accept responsibility.

After they separated, she didn’t contact him either.

”It’s good if you don’t mind,” said Fu Chi.

”Where do you need to go? I can drive you,” Chuzheng said as she opened the car door, signaling Fu Chi to get in.

Fu Chi didn’t stand on ceremony: ”I’m off to look at houses; let’s go together. You can see if you like it or not, and if not, we can continue looking.”

Chuzheng: ”...”

He really plans to live with me!

The house that Fu Chi chose was in a quiet neighborhood. The real estate agent had arranged to meet him at the entrance.

As the agent introduced the house to Fu Chi, Chuzheng stood at the entrance, showing no intention of joining in.

When Fu Chi finished a tour and came out, he invited Chuzheng in to take a look.

Only then did Chuzheng step inside, with Fu Chi by her side, closer than a stranger but farther than a lover.

”Do you like it?”

”Are you really planning to develop a relationship with me?” Chuzheng was a bit curious; this time the Good Person Card’s thought process was totally baffling!

”Yeah.” Fu Chi glanced outside, where the agent tactfully waited at the entrance, letting them look around by themselves.

Then Fu Chi lowered his voice: ”I wasn’t planning to get married, but... since it’s already happened, I can’t run away.”

”Can I refuse?” This little thing didn’t even ask for my opinion!!

Fu Chi looked at her with deep, mysterious eyes.

He suddenly lifted his hand and propped it on the chair beside her, leaning close to Chuzheng, who ended up sinking into the chair.

Fu Chi’s breath became increasingly intense.

”No, you can’t,” Fu Chi’s lips met Chuzheng’s, he nibbled twice, and through half-closed eyes, dark light shimmered; ”You can dislike me, but you can’t leave me.”

Fu Chi’s palm rested on Chuzheng’s chest.

His lips slightly retreated, leaving a sliver of space, and his warm, lingering breath brushed her face.

His fingers applied a little pressure over her heartbeat, his low voice resonating in her ear: ”Of course, you can’t like someone else either, otherwise I’ll get angry.”

”Are you sick in the head?”

Fu Chi’s mouth curved slightly but he didn’t deny it; he calmly said, ”Perhaps.”

He hadn’t planned on having a wife.

But since they had completed the most intimate of acts, he could only work hard to maintain it.

Of course, Fu Chi didn’t dislike Chuzheng; he found her... interesting, and thinking of her could brighten his mood.

Fu Chi’s hand flipped, leisurely straightening Chuzheng’s collar, his fingertips occasionally brushing her exposed collarbone.

His voice, low and indulgent: ”Don’t be afraid; I’ll treat you well, just as long as you don’t provoke others. You make me obey you, and I can obey you, too.”

Chuzheng: ”...”

No!

I’m not at all calm.

I’m freaking out here.

Bastard, you’re telling me he’s already turned dark, aren’t you?!

[Not yet.] King’s Account even deliberately elongated the tone, utterly annoying.

If this isn’t dark, what would dark even look like? It’s terrifying!

No, this can’t go on.

This has to be confined!!

Absolutely must be confined!

But...

Good Person Card hasn’t done anything; there’s no excuse.

Chuzheng felt troubled, muttering to herself: Looks like I need to find a way to provoke him, then I can lock him up with full justification.

She couldn’t let the Good Person Card get a hold of her.

”Miss, I’m asking you to be a person.” The King’s Account had given up hope of Chuzheng being a good person and just wanted her to act like one, ”Can’t you treat the Good Person Card well? What the hell are you thinking about all day!!”

Chuzheng pushed him away, her expression calm as if they had not just had that eerie conversation: ”I think this place is not bad.”

Fu Chi let go of her as if following her lead: ”Then let’s settle on this place.”

Chuzheng ’mmhmed,’ stood up, and left the room.

Fu Chi lifted his hand, as if he could still feel the delicate touch of her skin from just now.

A moment later, he shook his head, lowered his hand, and followed Chuzheng out.

The real estate agent saw them coming out and immediately started speaking with a smile.

”How do you find this place? The environment of this community is one of the best in the city, and the transportation is convenient...”

Fu Chi decided on that apartment.

The apartment was simply furnished, but Fu Chi did not plan to settle for that and inquired about Chuzheng’s preferences in detail, intending to cater to her tastes.

Chuzheng didn’t care about this, telling him to handle it himself.

Fu Chi seemed to suppress his emotions: ”Fine.”

Chuzheng drove Fu Chi to where he lived, a somewhat old place, which according to records, used to be where his parents lived.

It seemed that his parents had both passed away about two years ago.

Fu Yi had moved out long ago, so only Fu Chi was left there alone.

”Drive safely,” Fu Chi said like a qualified boyfriend, standing outside the car window and reminding Chuzheng, ”Text me when you get home.”

”Mhm.”

Chuzheng started the car, preparing to close the window.

Fu Chi suddenly put his hand on the glass.

Chuzheng glanced at him sideways: ”Don’t want your hand anymore?”

Fu Chi pressed down, forcing Chuzheng to lower the window.

Fu Chi leaned in, kissing her on the forehead.

As he was about to pull back, Chuzheng grabbed his collar, tilted her head slightly, and kissed him on the lips.

Fu Chi’s breath hitched for a moment.

Chuzheng pried open his lips, and just as Fu Chi came to his senses and tried to take control, Chuzheng let him go.

Fu Chi was stunned.

He slowly moved back, looking at her calmly.

Fu Chi watched Chuzheng’s car drive away.

He touched the tip of his finger to his lips, it looked like he needed to get a car now.

-

Saturday.

Chuzheng arrived at Sakura Hot Spring Villa.

The manager scurried up to greet her.

Wu Fa and Wu Tian followed behind her on either side, and the sight of the two burly men made the manager a bit wary.

”Have they arrived?”

”Mr. Yi is here,” the manager said, ”And that Shen Hanqiu you mentioned hasn’t arrived yet.”

”Hmm, let me know when he arrives.” She wanted to see what Shen Hanqiu and Yi Yanli were up to.

”Yes, of course.”

The manager ushered Chuzheng inside.

After waiting for about an hour, the manager came to notify Chuzheng that Shen Hanqiu had arrived.

Shen Hanqiu went straight to Yi Yanli’s room.

”Can you see what they are doing?”

The manager wiped the sweat from his brow: ”President Ai, they are inside a room with no surveillance, we can’t know what they’re doing.”

”You don’t know how to install one?”

”...That wouldn’t be appropriate.” They were a legitimate high-end resort.

What’s the use of you!

Chuzheng had Wu Fa find a way to check on what they were doing.

”President Ai, we have a room card,” the manager reminded Chuzheng.

”You want me to unlock their door and walk in, asking what they’re up to?” Chuzheng glared at the manager: ”Are you stupid, or are they stupid?”

The manager: ”...”