Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Imported Watermelons Are Sweeter than Honey Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Imported Watermelons Are Sweeter than Honey The attic light, softly yellow.
After sending off all the guests tonight, the noisy night finally quieted down.
Xiao Meieir had just finished bathing, droplets of water still clinging to her hair strands.
She cradled half a watermelon as she went upstairs, seeing Chen Cheng lying on the bed, she softly said, “I’m done showering, you should go wash up quickly.”
Chen Cheng patted the edge of the bed with his hand, “Come, sit here.”
Xiao Meier set down the watermelon, her body carrying a faint scent of shower gel, “Drunk?”
Chen Cheng smiled and shook his head, “This bit of alcohol, just splashing water~!”
Xiao Meier’s lips curved into a smile, teasingly asking, “Then why did you sneakily pour that last half cup of liquor into Xia Bao’s glass?”
“Because…” He deliberately paused, then slowly said, “Because tonight, I have something more important to do.”
Xiao Meier’s heart trembled slightly, she hurriedly avoided Chen Cheng’s gaze, trying to hide her inner anticipation and nervousness: “In the middle of the night, what serious things could there be?”
“Close your eyes first.”
“Why?” Xiao Meier spoke, but her moist lashes still covered her eyelids, “What are you up to now?”
She felt Chen Cheng busying himself with something in secret, and a faint sound reached her ears, like wrapping paper being gently opened.
Chen Cheng opened the watch box and after adjusting the angle, “It’s ready.”
Xiao Meier slowly opened her eyes and was stunned at the sight.
Chen Cheng held an exquisite watch box in his hand, inside of which lay a fully diamond-encrusted Cartier watch.
“Xiao Cheng, this is…”
Although she had never seen a real Cartier, she had seen plenty of high-quality replicas at the Willow Tree Ghost Market.
But the watch before her, whether it was the craftsmanship or the packaging, was worlds apart from those fakes.
Moreover, with that mountain-like pile of shopping bags on the floor beside the bed, everything was telling Xiao Meier that this was real.
Chen Cheng took out the watch, “Let’s see if it fits.
If the strap isn’t right, we can adjust it tomorrow.”
Xiao Meier didn’t extend her hand, “I didn’t ask you today, why did you buy so many high-end clothes?”
Chen Cheng knew Xiao Meier was accustomed to being frugal, otherwise, over these years, she wouldn’t have just set up this small attic above the noodle shop instead of renting a better house elsewhere.
“I’m driving a Da Lao now, I have to wear decent clothes,” Chen Cheng said with a laugh, “Since I’m dressing so well, don’t you have to look the part of a rich lady?”
“You’re talking nonsense again.”
Xiao Meier pouted, “It’s fine for you to dress well, but this watch is so expensive, if it gets knocked or scratched…
you should return it tomorrow!”
Chen Cheng tenderly held Xiao Meier’s hand, “Mei’er sis, when I had nowhere to go, you took me in, and when I was in dire need of money, you lent it to me without a second thought.”
“Now that I’m able, I just want you to have what others have,” his voice was low and firm.
Xiao Meier felt so moved by Chen Cheng’s words that her eyes reddened, “Xiao Cheng, you know I’ve never cared about comparing with others, I just want to live a stable life.”
“Life has to go on, but it should still be good,” Chen Cheng smiled lightly, “Come on, try it on.”
Xiao Meier bit her lower lip, “Actually, I don’t want this.”
Chen Cheng was taken aback for half a second, perplexed by her rejection of the watch worth tens of thousands.
“Then what do you want?”
“Xiao Cheng, when I was tidying up for you yesterday, I saw a gold chain,” Xiao Meier said.
Chen Cheng seemed to understand.
“I remember, the first time you brought Zhang Qianqian back, Mr.
Zhai hosted a meal for everyone and gave her that gold chain,” Xiao Meier’s voice was low, “It was said to be worn by your grandmother and your mother, and only belonged to the Chen Family…”
She didn’t finish her sentence, but the meaning in her eyes was clear.
Chen Cheng sniffled and said, “That…
“I’ll fix it and give it to you.”
Xiao Meier’s eyes lit up, “Really?”
“When have I ever lied to you?”
A happy smile spread across her face, and Chen Cheng continued, “However, you must promise me one thing.”
Xiao Meier then handed her wrist to Chen Cheng.
Chen Cheng gently cradled her hand, and with a click, a hundred-thousand yuan Cartier watch appeared on Xiao Meier’s delicate wrist.
“Tomorrow, wear this watch, put on the dress you bought the other day, and let’s go have breakfast at Mr.
Jin’s place together,” Chen Cheng smiled.
Xiao Meier’s arms were trembling; she had never received such an expensive gift and silently nodded her head.
Chen Cheng got out of bed, “I’ll take a shower first then.”
“Be quick, wait for you to join me for some watermelon.”
Xiao Meier looked up with a smile, exuding a serene beauty under the warm light.
“Is it sweet?” Chen Cheng glanced at the watermelon, took it in his arms, and said, “Have a taste first.”
He scooped out a piece from the very middle and brought it to Xiao Meier’s lips, “Ah~”
Xiao Meier playfully rolled her eyes at him but obediently leaned in, her lips slightly parted.
The sweet juice streamed through her mouth, “It’s very sweet!”
Chen Cheng scooped another piece from the side, “Just alright?”
I picked it out specially,” Xiao Meier grabbed the spoon, scooped a bite for herself, and spoke while eating, “It’s really sweet!”
The watermelon was crimson, just like her tender self.
Chen Cheng took a deep breath and moved closer.
Xiao Meier’s eyes went wide, her teeth clenched.
But Chen Cheng’s breath, heavy with the scent of alcohol, made her heart leap.
Slowly, her eyelashes drooped again.
Chen Cheng felt a kind of unfamiliar but eager tenderness, just like the hand last night, striving to cooperate with him.
Xiao Meier’s whole body got goosebumps, which were quite noticeable on her fair skin.
After two or three minutes, she finally pushed Chen Cheng aside, “Maybe you should take a…
Chen Cheng pinched her cheek and smiled, “Now it’s truly sweet.”
“You little rascal!” Xiao Meier laughed with irritation, “Go on then!”
“Don’t you dare snack on it without me!” Chen Cheng headed downstairs, “Wait for me.”
Xiao Meier glared at him, “You only have 10 minutes.”
Chen Cheng’s footsteps quickened as he went downstairs.
He wanted to take a quick shower and then savor this crispy seeded watermelon.
At that moment, Chen Cheng’s phone suddenly rang twice.
He took out his smartphone and saw two notifications from “Little Monster”: [Device connected] [Device disconnected].
From upstairs came Xiao Meier’s cautionary voice, “What are you doing on your phone?
Are you looking at something you shouldn’t be…”
Chen Cheng looked up towards the softly glowing stairway entrance, remembering what Jin Baogen had said to him a few hours ago at Wanbao Hall, about the need to maintain boundaries in affairs of the heart.
He silently cleared the notification bar, turned on Do Not Disturb mode, and called up, “Shu Biao said he’s arrived.”
“Oh, okay then,” Xiao Meier instructed, “It’s hot, so don’t take a cold shower, alright!”