The two entered the room.
Currently, the west wing room had become lively.
Meng Wanning, Hoshino Mika, and Su Liya, these three girls had all met more or less before. Comparatively, Meng Wanning and Mei Xiang had met more often.
"So, you all know each other now." Chen Cheng sat back on the Arhat Couch, looking at three very different faces, "I’m really happy that you could come."
Su Liya didn’t understand what Chen Cheng meant, "Happy? You’re injured and still happy? Do you know mom...I was so worried about you!"
Chen Cheng explained again, "I’m not happy because I’m injured, I’m happy because you all came to see me."
After receiving Wen Shulin’s call last night, Su Liya admired Chen Cheng’s heroics, but she was also very anxious.
If it weren’t for Mei Xiang holding her back, she might have come last night.
"Uncle, thank you," Su Liya sincerely said, "If it wasn’t for your intervention, perhaps that knife..."
Chen Cheng waved his hand, "Li Ya, don’t say that. In that situation, how could I just stand by and watch. And look, I’m fine now, it’s just a superficial wound, it’ll heal before long."
Mei Xiang said softly beside him, "Brother Cheng, you’re always so kind and brave, but this time it was too dangerous. You’ve got to think more for yourself in the future."
Meng Wanning nodded slightly in agreement, "Bro, Mei Xiang is right, you can’t always disregard your own safety."
Su Liya, ignoring the presence of the other two, stepped forward, hugged Chen Cheng’s face, and gave him a fragrant kiss.
Such an action was obviously something that neither Meng Wanning nor Mei Xiang could do.
Su Liya held Chen Cheng’s face, seriously saying, "My hero, you’re not allowed to get hurt again in the future!"
Chen Cheng was caught off guard by this sudden kiss, he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, okay, I get it."
Seeing this, both Meng Wanning and Mei Xiang felt a bit embarrassed.
Meng Wanning silently lowered her head, while Mei Xiang coughed lightly on the side, trying to ease the atmosphere.
"Um..." Mei Xiang said, "Brother Cheng, are you hungry? Should I go make you some porridge?"
"No need," Chen Cheng said, "I just ate."
"Oh," Mei Xiang nodded, then didn’t know what else to say.
However, Su Liya didn’t notice the subtle atmosphere, as she was still clinging tightly to Chen Cheng’s uninjured arm, her face full of concern, "Are you really alright? Do you want me to rub it for you?"
Chen Cheng was slightly amused and helpless, "I’m really fine, no need to be so tense."
"But..." Su Liya wanted to say something more but was interrupted by Chen Cheng.
"Alright, alright," Chen Cheng said, "Don’t worry about me, I’m really fine."
He looked around at the three girls, his heart filled with emotion.
Even though he had always flirted left and right, he knew that these three girls were truly sincere towards him.
"How about... we play a game?" he thought, idle as he was.
Chen Cheng thought for a moment, "There are four of us... do you know how to play mahjong?"
Meng Wanning shook her head slightly, Mei Xiang blinked her eyes, and Su Liya looked even more confused.
Seeing these three expressions with the same answer, Chen Cheng thought, "What should we play then?"
They looked at each other, the three people, only a year or two apart in age, although from different nationalities and different upbringings, should have some common interests.
Silence fell in the west wing room for a moment until Su Liya pulled out her phone, "Uncle, King of Glory, do you play?"