When Shen Cheng came out of the company, she immediately saw Sun Yan, who was squatting beside the car, puffing out clouds of smoke.
She frowned and walked straight towards him.
Seeing Shen Cheng approaching, Sun Yan threw away the cigarette butt, stomped it out, and stood up to greet her, "Young Madam, the boss sent me to pick you up."
"The boss has a dinner party, so he asked me to take you there," explained Sun Yan.
"What would I do there at his dinner party." Shen Cheng was not at all interested in the dinner party.
"The dinner party will be attended by some big shots; the boss probably wants to introduce you to them."
"...Young Madam, if you don’t go, the boss might kill me..."
"Well, you’re on your own then."
Sun Yan wanted to say that being so ruthless and cold-hearted wasn’t good, but the words changed as they reached his lips, "Young Madam, for the sake of me having risked my life for you before, please do me this favor."
His reference to risking his life was naturally about the time Shen Bo had someone kidnap Shen Cheng and he showed up just in time.
Although he said this, he was still mentally prepared.
Because logically, Shen Cheng would definitely refuse.
"Aren’t you going to open the door?"
Unexpectedly for Sun Yan, Shen Cheng actually gave him face this time.
Seeing him just standing there, Shen Cheng urged him coldly.
Sun Yan then came to his senses, immediately went forward, and opened the car door for her.
After Shen Cheng got in and buckled up, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and closed the car door.
Then, he got into the driver’s seat, started the car, and drove off.
After driving for a while, Sun Yan glanced at Shen Cheng through the rearview mirror and asked, "Young Madam, do you need to go back to the mansion to change clothes first?"
"Why, you think this outfit doesn’t look good?" Shen Cheng didn’t even lift her head; she just kept playing with her phone.
Without thinking, Sun Yan replied, "You look great! Young Madam looks good in anything!"
No matter how you hear it, that statement seemed somewhat sycophantic.
However, Shen Cheng indeed had a figure that served her well as a clothes hanger; even a plain white shirt looked exceptional on her.
Perhaps it was her figure that was too enticing, which made any outfit look sexy on her.
Sun Yan’s question about changing clothes was not because he thought the outfit she was wearing wasn’t nice, but because he believed that attending a dinner party required a more formal attire.
"Young Madam, shall we go directly then?"
The car soon arrived outside ’Jinjiang’, and Sun Yan found a parking spot, parked the car, and got out to open the rear car door.
Shen Cheng got out of the car and glanced at the sign hanging high up.
The characters for Jinjiang, framed in gold and adorned with dazzling small night lights, were particularly eye-catching.
Jinjiang, one of the top entertainment complexes in Jiang City, entails high spending; a single visit could easily cost upwards of a hundred thousand.
Being from Jiang City, Shen Cheng was more than familiar with Jinjiang.
In short, this place was specifically a lavish playground for the wealthy to eat, drink, and be merry.
As a large entertainment venue, its crystal glass stairs spiraled around the magnificent lobby, with layers upon layers, both inside and outside, intricately interleaved in a very unique layout, which could be said to be perfect.
All the attendants inside were professionally trained and, seeing Shen Cheng and Sun Yan walk in, they all politely bowed their bodies at ninety degrees to welcome them.
Those who had the courage to step in here were either rich or noble, so no one questioned whether they could afford to spend.