Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely-Chapter 269 - 192: You Smell of Perfume_4

"I said I..."

Chen Cheng’s words seemed to jam, unclear and muffled. He struggled to get up, but it was as if he had been cast with an immobilization spell, futilely moving his body before collapsing weakly back down.

"Hey, don’t move, lie still." Seeing this, Xiao Meier hurriedly pressed down on him, soothing him.

"Let me introduce, Xiao Meier, Chen Cheng’s wife." Chen Cheng finally completed the latter half of his sentence, but his voice was much softer, as if he were talking to himself.

Xiao Meier, upon hearing this and recalling the day she went to pick up Chen Cheng and his announcement to everyone, couldn’t help but smile.

"Really, I can’t do anything with you, drinking so much. Do you feel good?"

She stood up to pour a cup of warm water and brought over a hot towel, carefully wiping Chen Cheng’s face and hands.

"Water..." Chen Cheng felt the warm touch on his face and mumbled drowsily.

Seeing this, Xiao Meier quickly brought the cup to his lips, whispering, "Here’s the water, drink slowly."

Chen Cheng drank the water in small sips, guided by Xiao Meier’s hand.

After having a few sips, he let out a comfortable sigh and snuggled into Xiao Meier’s embrace.

Xiao Meier looked at Chen Cheng in this state, feeling a mixture of emotions.

To outsiders, he was the all-powerful Mr. Chen, like a majestic mountain that could only be looked up to.

But at this moment, he was like a child, in need of her care and protection, which stirred up endless tenderness in Xiao Meier’s heart.

"Go to sleep, you’ll feel better when you wake up."

Xiao Meier held Chen Cheng, allowing him to rest on her thighs, gently patting his arm.

However, soon, Chen Cheng’s feigned sleep was interrupted by the sound of a ringing phone.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The urgent ringtone seemed particularly jarring in the quiet room.

Chen Cheng really didn’t dare to move now, Xiao Meier picked up the phone from the coffee table, glanced at the caller ID, it was Wen Shulin.

"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng?" she tentatively called out twice.

Chen Cheng slightly opened his eyes, glanced at the screen, and seeing it was Wen Shulin calling, he was caught between answering it or not.

But he knew that Wen Shulin calling at this time would definitely be about the scandal.

So, he changed position and continued to feign sleep on Xiao Meier’s ample thighs.

Seeing that Chen Cheng had no intention of answering, Xiao Meier originally wanted to hang up.

But then she thought, Wen Shulin calling so late, there might be something urgent, so she answered the call.

"Hello?"

The previously excited Wen Shulin on the other end also paused for a second, then calmed down, "Xiao Er, is Mr. Chen there?"

Xiao Meier glanced at the "soundly sleeping" Chen Cheng, and said in a lowered voice, "He’s drunk too much, just fell asleep."

"Drunk too much?"

Wen Shulin immediately caught on.

Xiao Meier asked, "Is something the matter, Sister Lin?"

"It’s nothing much. Well, Xiao Er, let him give me a call back when he wakes up tomorrow," Wen Shulin said.

"Okay, I understand," Xiao Meier replied.

"You should get some rest early too, Xiao Er."

Xiao Meier hummed in acknowledgment, "Goodnight, Sister Lin."

After hanging up the call, Xiao Meier put down the phone and muttered, "What could be so urgent this late?"

She looked at Chen Cheng, who was sleeping deeply, breathing steadily without any sign of waking up.

Xiao Meier sighed, it seemed they could only wait for him to sober up tomorrow to ask for clarification.

However, what Xiao Meier didn’t know was that at this very moment, the seemingly asleep Chen Cheng was experiencing a storm of emotions within.

Chen Cheng thought to himself, "This time, have I guessed right or wrong?"