Many professional pretty boys are the same.
In fact, in this world, those who have the trio of beauty, wealth, and status are a minority, just as those who have the trio of height, wealth, and good looks are also a minority, so my brothers, there’s no need to belittle yourselves.
Of course, as you can see, I, Cheng Zhu, am a rare gem among men.
At the moment, he couldn’t say he completely understood what the nature of the man beside Aunt Meng was.
But that slick, powdered look, along with the experiences from Cheng Zhu’s previous life, gave him a rough idea of the kind of person he was dealing with.
"Aunt Meng doesn’t seem very interested in him; she looks a bit indifferent," Cheng Zhu took another glance.
This bastard who lured someone’s daughter out to a concert, he was truly composed, actually glancing over there again and again.
Are you kidding? Without a good attitude and a strong heart, how can you play the role of a bad guy?
By the time someone bluffs you and you show fear, then you really don’t have the right to enjoy playing the field.
They were here, no doubt, to watch the concert too, and Cheng Zhu guessed that in all likelihood, it was this pretty boy who had invited Aunt Meng.
"An early investment, quite normal."
He even wondered if the mother and daughter actually ran into each other, who would feel more embarrassed?
Quite amusing to think about, haha!
Of course, at this moment, he could feel Yiyi’s panic.
She was hiding behind him, using the tall figure of Cheng Zhu and the loose-fitting coat to block herself from view.
Her little hands clutched at Cheng Zhu’s clothing, as if holding onto a shield.
She buried her little face downward, shrinking slightly, and didn’t dare to look in that direction anymore.
"How could I run into Mom here?" Meng Yiyi was baffled.
She did guess that her mother must have gone out to dine with this man she didn’t like, but she didn’t think they’d come to the concert after dinner!
"She said she was going to go shopping with Aunt Tao tonight and then go to the beauty salon; she must have been lying."
"But I thought maybe they might go watch a movie or something."
"What should I do now?"
At this moment, Yiyi, after all, was not yet eighteen years old and hadn’t experienced much, so it was normal for her to be at a loss.
Now, in her mind, she was thinking: "Won’t we end up sitting very close to each other after we enter?"
Cheng Zhu, on the other hand, was not bothered by this.
"What grade is this pretty boy, buying tickets in the same area as me?"
"Laughable, does he still want to eat this month?"
In fact, at this moment, the pretty boy, Chen Bodong, was also holding a ticket, discussing this matter with Meng Qingyu.
"Qingyu, let me tell you, from my concert-watching experience, the inner field actually has the least comfortable positions."
"People cramming against each other, and the seats aren’t staggered, blocking each other’s view."
"The chairs are not very comfortable either."
"It’s a hassle to go to the restroom in the middle of it."
"Although grandstand tickets are further away from the stage, the view is actually the best from there."
"You can’t really see the people on the stage from the inner field anyway, so everyone just watches the big screen."
"The main point of the concert is really just the atmosphere of ten thousand people gathered together."
Meng Qingyu, upon hearing this, just nodded along somewhat noncommittally.
The two continued walking forward, nearing Cheng Zhu’s side a bit more.
However, as long as they keep walking straight , they would soon be far away.
This scoundrel, feeling the Innocent Little White Flower tugging at his black coat from behind, spoke up to remind her: "They’re walking forward."
Suddenly, Yiyi’s heartbeat began to race, her whole body tensed with extreme nervousness, becoming somewhat stiff.
"Where, where are they walking?" she whispered, her voice laced with unmistakable panic.
"Toward us," Cheng Zhu even intentionally took half a step back, pretending to avoid them too.
This caused Yiyi’s arm to bump against his back, and then she quickly stepped back too.
"What, what do we do?" Yiyi felt this was really troublesome now.
"I’ll shield you," Cheng Zhu said.
He swiftly turned around, grabbed his loose black coat with both hands, covered forward, then gathered inside.
From a distance, it looked as if a girlfriend was feeling cold and her boyfriend used his coat to wrap her up, the two hugging together.
But in reality, Cheng Zhu hadn’t touched Yiyi; he was just enveloping her in his embrace.
Being tall, and with Yiyi not being the tall type like her cousin Zhang Qiqi, it was easy to conceal her.
In an instant, Yiyi’s heartbeat quickened even more!
She could already smell the scent of this man!
At this moment, she was doubly nervous.
One side stemmed from her mother’s approach, the other from the intimate contact with a member of the opposite sex.
Later, she even felt like she could sense the warmth from Cheng Zhu’s embrace!
The Innocent Little White Flower blushed.
Her cheeks started to feel hot.
"Don’t move, they’re coming over," Cheng Zhu whispered, playfully teasing her.
In reality, Meng Qingyu had already passed by the two of them and continued walking ahead, without looking in their direction at all.
While he said not to move, Yiyi took half a step forward, her thumbs and forefingers clutching at Cheng Zhu’s white shirt beneath, and then she suddenly buried her face in his chest, covering her face tightly, pretending to be an ostrich.
Cheng Zhu couldn’t figure out for a moment whether she was reflexively reacting or if there was some intentionality behind it?
After all, at her current age of 17, he too was a bit unsure.
Unlike in his previous life, where he knew Yiyi inside and out.
However, under the current circumstances, this bad boy just pretended to embrace her, not directly using the coat to tightly hug her.