Xiao Meier this morning seemed even more radiant than last night.
Walking in the big house that Chen Cheng was about to buy, the pride and happiness on her face were plainly visible.
Xiao Meier’s voice echoed as she spoke, "Cleaning this place in the future will be quite a task."
Chen Cheng, with one hand in his pocket, laughed and said, "Just hire a maid, you don’t need to do it yourself."
"Hire what kind of maid?"
Chen Cheng joked, "Well, a young one, of course! It would be best if she could wear a little black veil skirt, then while doing housework... tsk, tsk, tsk!"
Xiao Meier’s face flushed red; she knew Chen Cheng was bringing up last night’s matter.
"I’m going to hit you!" Her little clenched fist rose but didn’t land on Chen Cheng.
Chen Cheng took her hand, "My dear Meier, you’ll live in comfort from now on."
Xiao Meier leaned her head against Chen Cheng’s chest and whispered quietly, "Xiao Cheng, thank you for giving me a home."
Chen Cheng tenderly embraced Xiao Meier and kissed her forehead.
He could clearly smell the familiar scent on Xiao Meier, as if the intimacy of last night had not completely dissipated.
Remembering her pitiful and heart-stirring appearance last night, a wave of warmth surged through Chen Cheng’s heart again.
"Meier, having you by my side is the best home for me."
Chen Cheng looked at her deeply, gently combing through her hair with his fingers.
Xiao Meier smiled brightly, her eyes and brows brimming with happiness.
She wrapped her arms around Chen Cheng’s waist, pressing her voluptuous body tightly against his strong one, listening to his powerful heartbeat.
With her eyes closed, her eyelashes quivered slightly, her expression both shy and full of anticipation.
Chen Cheng’s hand unconsciously moved down, caressing her soft waist, landing on those perky peach hips.
"Don’t!" Xiao Meier pulled away from Chen Cheng’s embrace, bashful, "It’s broad daylight, and people will come later."
Chen Cheng chuckled, taking Xiao Meier’s hand again, "Come, let’s have a look around."
"We’ll set up a gym here, and you can learn yoga, Pilates. Whatever lifestyle the rich wives have, we will have too," Chen Cheng pointed at an empty room and said.
"And what about this place?" Xiao Meier asked, pointing to the balcony, her eyes shimmering with anticipation.
"This will be your little garden in the future. We can plant some flowers and grass together, and at night we can bring out a couple of chairs, have a drink and enjoy the breeze," Chen Cheng replied with a smile.
Chen Cheng tenderly put his hand on her shoulder, "First, it will be a nursery, and later turned into a child’s room."
He paused for a moment, "Eventually, I don’t know if one small bed will be enough."
Xiao Meier’s cheeks instantly flushed with Feiyun, her fists pounded on Chen Cheng’s chest:
"You bad guy! Your mind goes there all day long!"
But soon, her gaze softened again, filled with shyness and longing.
Chen Cheng held her even tighter, planting a kiss in her fragrant hair, "Who told you to be so enchanting?"
He lifted Xiao Meier’s hand, their fingers interlocked.
"Mr. Chen? Mr. Chen! Where are you?"
From the living room came the voice of Li Bo.
Xiao Meier sprung back as if electrified, quickly fixed her makeup, and then, holding onto Chen Cheng’s hand, walked out.
"Wow, looks like you’ve personally taken a fancy!" Li Bo approached with a smile, glancing at Xiao Meier.
He instantly understood; the mistress of the house was her, not Tong Jialu whom he had met the day before yesterday.
"President Li." Chen Cheng greeted with a smile, "We’ve taken a look first and are quite satisfied."
"This must be Mrs. Chen, right?"
Li Bo ventured to ask.
It was the first time Xiao Meier had been addressed this way, and the pride on her face thickened.
Chen Cheng did not deny it, "Yes."
Xiao Meier smiled even more happily; this was also the first time Chen Cheng admitted her status in front of an outsider.
Xiao Meier shyly smiled, the flush on her face deepened.
She instinctively clung tighter to Chen Cheng’s arm as if to show off this satisfying husband to the world.
"Mr. Chen really is fortunate!" Li Bo gave a thumbs up.
"President Li, I just took her here to take a look today," Chen Cheng continued, "Regarding the payment..."
Before Chen Cheng could finish, Li Bo spoke up again, "Mr. Chen, we already agreed last time. Whenever you’re ready, you can make the payment."
"I’m not in a hurry," he added.
The house was initially for urgent sale, and Chen Cheng naturally understood the reason for not being in a hurry now.
But he didn’t break it in front of Xiao Meier; his lips just held a faint smile as he nodded.
Hearing the conversation between the two, more light appeared in Xiao Meier’s eyes.
A nearly twenty-million-yuan house, not pressing for payment, one must have considerable authority to do that.
The way she looked at Chen Cheng was filled with not just love but also admiration.
"Alright then, let’s call it a day!" Chen Cheng glanced at the time, "We’ll take our leave first."
"I’ve already booked a private room," Li Bo wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to Chen Cheng, "How about a quick meal?"
"President Li, I’m so sorry. I have another appointment today, some other time! You come to Wanbao Hall, I’ll treat."
Hearing this, Li Bo did not insist further.
Instead, he took out a key and handed it to Chen Cheng, "Next time, Mr. Chen, you won’t need to go through an agent to open the door."
Chen Cheng: "Before I’ve paid you for the house, I can’t take the keys."
"Mr. Chen, those words are too formal. Between us..."
Chen Cheng waved his hand, "Let’s keep things separate. President Li, our relationship is very straightforward. If I take your key now, it might look ambiguous."