A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

Ye Cheng punched him several more times before stopping, panting heavily.

Just as she was about to sit back down, Jiang Ye, who had been raising his hand to block her view, made a sudden, large movement. A small box slipped out of his pocket and fell onto the sofa seat with a "thud".

Jiang Ye's expression changed slightly, and he reached out to grab it, but Ye Cheng, who was quick-witted and agile, snatched it up first.

"...Alright, alright, stop fooling around."

Jiang Ye immediately adopted a very serious expression, coughed lightly, and said, "Go back and eat. Look at all this meat that hasn't been grilled yet. If you leave too much, you'll be fined! I told you not to take so much..."

Ye Cheng ignored his urging. She stood to the side, looking down at the small box in her hand with the words "Sixth Sense" and "Hydrating Ultra-thin" written on it, and her eyelids twitched violently.

No wonder that bastard was talking about "a man's sixth sense" earlier; he'd been keeping one in his pocket all along!

It's obvious to anyone with a brain who this thing is for!

She glared at Jiang Ye, both embarrassed and annoyed, and muttered under her breath, "You pervert!" Then, carrying the small box, she quickly returned to her seat and sat down angrily.

"I'm confiscating it!"

Jiang Ye shrugged nonchalantly: "Oh, then you can keep it. It's better to be safe than sorry. Who knows when we might suddenly hit it off and just start driving..."

He watched Ye Cheng stuff the box into her bag, and thoughtfully reminded her, "But remember to bring it next time you see me, so you don't end up scrambling at the last minute."

Ye Cheng wrinkled her nose in annoyance: "Bring what? I'm not bringing it! I'll just find a trash can and throw it away when we get outside!"

Jiang Ye pouted and muttered under his breath, "Fine, I don't care if you don't want to wear it..."

Ye Cheng didn't hear what he said clearly, but she could tell from his expression that it wasn't nice.

She decided to forcefully change the subject to avoid being driven mad by this scoundrel: "You just said you wanted to rent a house?"

"Ah, yes."

Jiang Ye nodded: "Let's do it in the next few days, and try to get it done before New Year's Day. New year, new look... Do you have any ideas? After all, you'll definitely be coming over often... to inspect the work."

"Let's talk about it when you've saved up enough money!"

Ye Cheng scoffed and raised her chin with a hint of arrogance: "Besides, I still have to attend classes at school, and my lease on the Tai'an Building hasn't expired yet... cough... I want to live in a large apartment."

Jiang Ye: "?"

"What's with that look? You asked me that yourself!"

She continued listing her requirements on her fingers: "Ideally, it should be close to my school so it's convenient for me to get there. Hmm... I want all smart home appliances! The surrounding area should have complete amenities, so it's convenient for shopping and stuff. Oh, and I also want a walk-in closet, so I have a place to put my clothes and shoes!"

Hearing this series of demands, Jiang Ye silently picked up his cup and took a sip of water: "Okay, I'll remember. I'll talk about it when I've saved up enough money..."

"..."

Ye Cheng pretended not to hear, tilted her head and thought for a moment, a hint of longing appearing in her eyes, and then added:

"Oh, and it would be great if there was a balcony with a view! At night, when I have nothing to do, I could sit on the balcony and look at the stars; that would be so relaxing!"

Jiang Ye stroked his chin and imagined it based on her description: Hmm, doing it on the balcony at night, looking at the stars, should indeed be very comfortable.

He nodded subconsciously, indicating his approval.

"And you?"

After finishing her own explanation, Ye Cheng asked in return, "Don't you have any ideas? You'll be living in the house for at least a year and a half, right? You should think it over more and consider all aspects."

"I?"

Jiang Ye was quite laid-back: "I'm a grown man, all I need is a bed, nothing else matters."

Ye Cheng raised an eyebrow, and the blush that had just faded from her face returned: "Hmph, you scoundrel."

Jiang Ye was truly wronged this time, his face full of question marks: "No, what did I say made me a hooligan? Having a bed makes you a hooligan? Your stereotype is way too extreme!"

He's even starting to empathize with Zhang Wenhai now.

He's been labeled a scoundrel one after another, but the worst part is I haven't even properly touched this woman's hand; I've just been talking nonsense.

Jiang Ye was too lazy to argue with this woman whose thoughts were wandering. He channeled his grief and anger into his appetite and began to frantically show off the meat, determined to eat his money's worth at the 148 yuan per person buffet.

Watching him wolf down his food and struggle with the barbecue, Ye Cheng pursed her lips, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes.

She coughed lightly: "By the way, Jiang Ye, of the 100,000 you gave me before, I spent about 50,000 on clothes and a watch, and the remaining 50,000..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Ye's expression suddenly changed drastically. He abruptly waved his hand to interrupt her, nearly choking on the meat in his mouth, and coughed violently twice.

"Ahem! Stop! Stop! Do you even know what pocket money means? If you keep talking nonsense like this, I'll lose it!"

Ye Cheng was slightly taken aback by his overreaction.

Seeing his serious expression that seemed to say "If you mention money again, I'll get angry with you," she suddenly seemed to understand something. The corners of her lips unconsciously curled up, and she softly hummed in agreement. She lowered her head and poked at the meat on the plate with her chopsticks, feeling as if a sweet honey pot had been spilled in her heart.

This hypocritical scoundrel...

Was he afraid I would misunderstand that he didn't trust me, or that mentioning money would seem distant, so he rushed to express his opinion so I wouldn't feel guilty?

Hmph, he seems carefree, but sometimes he's actually quite thoughtful and considerate... What a jerk!

Jiang Ye, on the other hand, was genuinely startled, and his back was covered in sweat.

so close!

Luckily, I reacted quickly!

If this woman were to blurt out, "The watch I just gave you was bought with your money," then things would get really interesting.

If the system determines it as a "fake gift" and takes back the 460,000 cashback, his current assets will instantly become negative 10,000, and all 90-plus chapters he wrote will have been for nothing.

That was close!

Still shaken, Jiang Ye quickly took a big gulp of his drink to calm his nerves.

Seeing his "anxious" appearance, Ye Cheng felt even sweeter inside, thinking that his reaction just now stemmed from his extreme concern for her feelings.

Her gaze flickered, and she asked casually, "Jiang Ye, on Christmas Day... is there anything you particularly want to do?"

Jiang Ye has completely figured it out.

Anyway, whatever I say will eventually be seen as a hooligan, so wouldn't it be a waste not to make a move?

Without looking up, he answered decisively and without hesitation: "A hotel room."

Ye Cheng: "..."

She took a deep breath, telling herself to calm down, then picked up several pieces of grilled pork belly and piled them onto Jiang Ye's plate, gritting her teeth as she said:

"Eat quickly! Eat more! After you finish eating, take me back to school! I don't need to ask you any more questions!"

……

After a fiercely contested buffet meal, Jiang Ye patted his round belly and paid the bill with satisfaction.

The two called a ride-hailing service to return to school.

On the way, Ye Cheng looked at the dazzling night view outside the window, seemingly in a good mood, and gently tapped her knees with her fingers to the music in the car.

Upon arriving at the south gate of Shengyin, she jumped out of the car, turned around, and blew a kiss to Jiang Ye inside the car with a smile. Then, carrying her bags, she walked into the campus.

The car restarted and merged back into traffic.

"?"

Jiang Ye leaned back in his chair, staring at the 48 unread messages Yao Yao had sent on WeChat, lost in thought.

What's wrong with this woman today?

He's unusually clingy...

Damn it! Did you do something to offend me?!