A small candy

Chapter 10 Seduction is also OK
Jian Ling did not respond to Cheng Zhixu's words. She squinted her eyes and looked at him for a few seconds. He did not say what to call him. She became impatient and leaned her head on the table. Her small face pressed against the cold table. She exhaled and looked a little hot.

Cheng Zhixu was stunned and felt unwell. A rare blank expression appeared on his face, and his sitting posture seemed a little stiff.

"Jian Ling." He called softly.

"Hmm?" Jian Ling tried hard to open her eyes.

Cheng Zhixu was startled, suddenly remembering the plan for pursuing someone he had seen in his notebook that night. He was in such a hurry at the time that he only read the first three. He didn't have time to read the fourth one because Jian Ling came back.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. Could it be that the fourth line was about her pretending to be drunk and then taking advantage of the drunkenness to perform some unspeakable actions?

Jian Ling couldn't open her eyes and had to prop up her eyelids with her fingers. Her expression looked a little funny: "Why don't you say anything? What do you want me to do?"

Cheng Zhixu put down his knife and fork, and asked helplessly but gently, "Are you full?"

Jian Ling stared at him blankly for a long moment before replying, "I'm full."

Cheng Zhixu raised his eyebrows: "Then...should I take you home?"

Jian Ling opened her mouth, and after a long while, she slowly uttered the word "OK" with a hint of alcohol.

She glanced left and right, looked under the table, and searched everywhere for her bag, but her bag was clearly on the table.

Cheng Zhixu smiled and held his forehead, overturning his previous guess. She was really drunk and there was no way she was pretending. He sighed, helped Jian Ling pick up her bag, and walked around to the other side of the table to help her up.

While the two were eating, the driver also took time off to eat before returning to the car. From a distance, he saw through the windshield the two people coming out of the restaurant, in a very intimate posture.

The driver didn't have much time to be surprised. Due to his professional ethics, he quickly put aside his gossiping thoughts, got out of the car and opened the back door.

Cheng Zhixu held the lady's bag in one hand and held Jian Ling's arm with the other, but the drunk girl was like a tumbler, wobbling with every move. Her high heels twisted and she staggered and couldn't walk properly.

Cheng Zhixu endured the headache and simply put his arm around her shoulders, holding her in his arms.

Seeing this, the driver wanted to step forward to lend a hand, but when he saw Cheng Zhixu's expressionless face, he stopped his outstretched hand in mid-air and took the bag from him.

Cheng Zhixu was able to hold Jian Ling with both hands and stuff her into the back seat of the car in one go. He had to be careful not to hit her head, so he was sweating when he stood up.

The driver handed him the bag at the right time. Cheng Zhixu took it and sat in the back seat.

The last time he sent Jian Ling home from the entertainment club, the driver was quite familiar with where she lived. Without Cheng Zhixu's instructions, he turned the steering wheel and drove the car into the main road.

Cheng Zhixu closed his eyes and turned his head to look at Jian Ling beside him.

She didn't know whether she was woken up or just got even more drunk, but she stared at him with wide eyes, her look blank and curious, as if she didn't know him.

Cheng Zhixu and Jian Ling stared at each other for half a minute, and Jian Ling suddenly exclaimed, "Cheng Zhixu!"

Cheng Zhixu was startled by her for a moment, and even the driver in front couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror.

"what happened?"

"Cheng Zhixu." Jian Ling called him again.

Cheng Zhixu responded good-temperedly, "Hmm?"

"Cheng Zhixu."

"..."

Cheng Zhixu almost doubted whether this was his name after hearing her call after call. Just as he was about to ask her what was wrong, Jian Ling raised her rosy little face and grinned at him, looking silly: "Cheng Zhixu, is that you?"

Cheng Zhixu was speechless, but still responded: "Yes, it's me, what do you want to say?"

Jian Ling stared at him blankly, reached out and pinched his face, and muttered softly, "Am I dreaming? Why does it feel so real?"

Cheng Zhixu endured for two seconds, then took her wrist and let it go. He was not angry, nor did he show any other emotions.

However, the driver saw through the rearview mirror that his eyelids twitched twice, and he might be a little helpless.

However, this was not the end. After pinching the man's face, Jian Ling pinched his arm with the hand that was not caught, as if she wanted to confirm from all angles whether the person sitting next to her was a real person or she was dreaming.

Who could blame her for being so drunk? The more she pinched him, the more confused she became. This feeling was indeed real. But if it was the real Cheng Zhixu, would he let her do this?

Jian Ling finally chose to believe her own judgment and muttered softly, "I am indeed dreaming." After that, she patted her cheek, trying to make herself face reality.

Cheng Zhixu: “……?”

With this premise, when Jian Ling looked at him again, her gaze was much more straightforward and bold.

"Cheng Zhixu, do you know why I insisted on coming to your company?" She knew that the "man in my dream" would not give any response. After a few seconds of pausing, she shook her head and answered, "No, you don't know. You know nothing. I've liked you since the first time I saw you in the private restaurant. I fell in love with you...at first sight."

Cheng Zhixu was stunned.

The driver in front pricked up his ears and heard everything the person behind him said clearly. Just then, the traffic light turned red and the driver wanted to brake, but got so startled that he almost stepped on the accelerator.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and stopped the car steadily in front of the zebra crossing.

Jian Ling's delicate eyebrows knitted together, and she chattered non-stop, "Why else do you think I came to your company as an intern? I'm so busy every day, and it's all to pursue you. But...but I don't know how to pursue people! I always mess up, it's so depressing."

"No, what did Chuchu say?" Jian Ling leaned closer to Cheng Zhixu, raised her index finger and shook it, saying, as if she understood, "She told me that secret crushes don't work, and chasing people doesn't work either. I have to rely on my own charm to attract you."

As she spoke, she looked down at herself, trying to find where her "charm" lay.

did not find.

Jian Ling was a little discouraged. She sighed and looked up at Cheng Zhixu again: "She said seduction is okay."

Cheng Zhixu was surprised and paused. He wanted to ask her how she planned to seduce him, but he saw her eyes move slightly downwards, from his eyebrows to his lips.

Jian Ling licked her lips and was about to do something when the car started unexpectedly.

The driver started the car too hastily, causing the front of the car to rush forward. Jian Ling fell down with a thud, as if someone had pressed the pause button, and her head hit Cheng Zhixu's leg.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhixu reacted quickly and reached out to hold her in time, preventing her from rolling under the seat.

The driver was annoyed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, I..."

Cheng Zhixu lazily raised his hand, and the driver, noticing his gesture in the rearview mirror, stopped talking. Jian Ling never got up from her tumble, falling asleep in this incredibly awkward position—her head tilted to one side, resting on Cheng Zhixu's thigh.

Only when he heard the clear and even breathing sound did Cheng Zhixu feel sure that she had fallen asleep. He lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, then raised his hand to push the loose hair covering her face behind her ears.

By the time he realized that this behavior was inappropriate, he had already completed the action.

Cheng Zhixu was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look out the window.

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When Jian Ling woke up, sunlight was filtering through the gaps in the curtains, indicating that it was already daybreak.

She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a tall and straight figure standing beside the bed. She was so scared that her brain suddenly became clear and she half sat up on her elbows.

"uncle."

Hearing the sound, Ye Guizhou slowly turned around, his eyes lightly sweeping over her pale face and the messy hair, and coldly lectured her: "Jian Ling, you are so bold! Who told you to drink so recklessly outside? Have you forgotten what the elders said or simply didn't take it to heart? Don't you know how much you can drink? Why are you trying to imitate others?"

Ye Guizhou has always been gentle and friendly, but once he starts to act like an elder, Jian Ling is still a little afraid of him.

She climbed up and knelt on the bed, lowered her head and quietly admitted her mistake: "I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again."

"Luckily, you had dinner with Cheng Zhixu last night. If you had had another man, have you ever thought about the consequences?" Ye Guizhou poked her head with his index finger, trying to teach her a lesson. "If you do that again, I'll make you pay."

Jian Ling nodded rapidly: "I know, I know."

"Auntie has made breakfast, hurry up and wash up and come over to eat something, I'll take you to work."

"Oh."

Jian Ling cleaned herself up and slowly walked to the dining room. She pulled out a chair opposite Ye Guizhou and sat down. On the plate in front of her was a sandwich, a fried egg, and a cup of hot soy milk.

She picked up the sandwich and took a bite. "Why are you here?"

"What did you think?" Ye Guizhou looked up at her and said unhappily, "You were so drunk that Cheng Zhixu was worried that you would vomit in bed alone at night. It was inconvenient for him to stay and look after you, so he had to call me to come and look after you."

Jian Ling drank some soy milk and everything became completely quiet. The only sound left in the dining room was the gentle chewing of two people.

It was getting late, so Jian Ling hurriedly finished her breakfast, grabbed her bag, climbed into Ye Guizhou's car, and sat in the passenger seat.

The two of them didn't say anything along the way. Jian Ling stroked the phone in her hand. Her mind had been a mess since she got up in the morning, and only now did she have time to think about what happened last night.

Why was she drunk?

What happened after getting drunk?

Why didn't she have any impression of it at all?

Of course, she didn't have the courage to ask Cheng Zhixu these questions.

Ask Ye Guizhou? He probably doesn't know anything.

Jian Ling lowered her head, twisted her body, and silently bit the tip of her tongue, feeling a little irritated.

"Is there a thorn on the passenger seat?" Ye Guizhou glanced at her, "Why are you so restless?"

Jian Ling simply stopped hiding it, and let out a long breath. She leaned back in her chair and tilted her head to look at him: "Uncle, will I go crazy when I get drunk?"

Ye Guizhou sneered, "Isn't it a little late to think about this now?" He paused, then answered her truthfully, "I don't know. You were already asleep when I took you down from Cheng Zhixu's car last night. I've never seen you drunk before."

Jian Ling was too well protected at home, and she was only given fruit wine with a very low alcohol content. Moreover, she was only given a small glass each time.

After thinking it over, Jian Ling couldn't help but turn on the screen of her mobile phone.

She found Cheng Zhixu's WeChat and sent him a message.

Jian Ling: "Thank you for taking me home last night. I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."

Before asking a question, express gratitude.

After waiting for five or six minutes, Cheng Zhixu finally responded: "You're welcome."

Jian Ling: "That..."

Cheng Zhixu: "What?"

Jian Ling closed her eyes. Although she was not face to face with Cheng Zhixu, she still felt an awkward atmosphere surrounding her, causing her typing movements to slow down a lot.

Jian Ling slowly tapped the screen with her finger, typed out a line of text and sent it out: "I want to ask, after I got drunk, I didn't do anything strange, right?"

In fact, she wanted to ask if she was drunk, but she didn't dare to ask.

Cheng Zhixu stared at the chat dialog box and raised his eyebrows slightly, not sure if she really had lost her memory or was pretending to have lost her memory to cover up her drunken behavior last night.

There was no immediate response from the other party. Jian Ling was worried and didn't care about anything else. She asked directly, "Am I drunk and crazy?"

Cheng Zhixu replied quickly this time: "You don't remember?"

Jian Ling paused, pondering the question carefully, and felt it was very unusual, as if she had done something bad and the other party was reluctant to speak out because of face.

Thinking of this, Jian Ling's heart jumped from her chest to her throat.

Cheng Zhixu then sent a message: "Forget it if you don't remember."

Before Jian Ling could come to her senses, a hand knocked on her forehead. The next second, Ye Guizhou's voice came from the side: "Get out of the car, you'll be late for work."

Jian Ling put away her phone and said "goodbye". She got out of the car in a daze and walked to the lobby on the first floor of the company. She was brought back to her senses by a burst of chaotic footsteps.

She turned her head and saw a group of men in suits surrounding Cheng Zhixu. He was tall and straight, with his suit well-ironed. He tilted his head and said something to the assistant beside him.

Halfway through his words, Cheng Zhixu seemed to notice something and looked in the direction of Jian Ling.

　Ye Guizhou: Emmm...something seems a little off, but I can't remember where it is...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)