Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely-Chapter 286 - 198 Three Women Under One Roof_3

Next up was Liu Zhiya; because she lacked money, she agreed to Wen Shulin’s offer. Afterwards, Liu Zhiying also accepted treatment due to not having money.

Then there’s Hoshino Mika, who traveled thousands of miles to China, also in search of financial assistance.

Let’s not talk about how they feel about Chen Cheng now, but these feelings did indeed start because of money.

However, from the very moment Meng Wanning knew him, she never asked Chen Cheng for anything, nor did she expect him to do anything for her.

Moreover, her reaction when she learned about the women around Chen Cheng was too calm.

If not for the brief probing in the café, Chen Cheng wouldn’t even be sure what this young girl was thinking.

"Are you scared?" Chen Cheng bluntly asked.

Wen Shulin pressed her lips together, the always proud woman bowed her head.

"I am scared," she admitted: "She asks for nothing from you, so she cannot be taken advantage of."

After saying this, Wen Shulin lifted her chin again, regaining her pride, "But I, Wen Shulin, have never been afraid of anyone."

Chen Cheng reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "I know, you just care too much about me."

"Who cares about you?" Wen Shulin swatted Chen Cheng’s hand away, but her cheeks reddened.

"If you don’t care about me, then why are you jealous?"

Chen Cheng laughed and said, "Look at you, how many times have you lost your composure today?"

Being hit right on the mark by him, Wen Shulin’s hand was ready to punch.

But before it landed, Chen Cheng caught it.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be careful."

Wen Shulin’s hand went limp, and she looked at Chen Cheng, asking the question she hadn’t asked at Wanbao Hall:

"Chen Cheng, do you love me?"

The atmosphere inside the car, due to Wen Shulin’s sudden query, became somewhat subtle.

Wen Shulin herself didn’t know why she would ask such a question.

Perhaps it was the appearance of Meng Wanning that made her feel a tinge of crisis.

Or perhaps, she wanted an answer, an answer about the nature of their relationship.

Chen Cheng was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Wen Shulin to ask this question.

He looked at Wen Shulin, her eyes full of hope and anxiety.

It was an expression he had never seen before.

He always thought that a decisive and calm woman like Wen Shulin wouldn’t easily ask the "Do you love me" kind of question with no clear answer.

But when she did, Chen Cheng’s heart was inexplicably touched.

"Shulin, I..."

A thousand words, but he didn’t know where to start.

"Love me or not?" Wen Shulin’s heart was racing.

"Love."

Wen Shulin: "Who loves."

"I love."

"You love whom?"

"You."

Wen Shulin stomped her feet in exasperation, "Can’t you say it all at once? Aren’t you usually so articulate?"

"You’re getting flustered again."

Chen Cheng inhaled deeply, unruffled, "I love you."

Wen Shulin: "Why are you using ’You’ in such a formal way?"

"To ’You’ you is disrespectful," Chen Cheng replied with a smile.

Wen Shulin bit her lower lip, "I don’t want your respect; I want your love!"

That burning gaze could swallow Chen Cheng whole; Wen Shulin was struggling with herself, just wanting Chen Cheng’s answer.

Chen Cheng pulled her into his arms, "No one can compare to you."

"Then will you say it or not?"

Chen Cheng countered: "Haven’t you not said it either?"

"I love you, Chen Cheng," blurted out Wen Shulin.

"Love who?"

"Chen Cheng."

"You didn’t connect it all together either, did you?"

Wen Shulin held Chen Cheng’s cheeks with both hands, enunciating each word, "I, Wen Shulin, love, Chen Cheng."

...

...

In Wen Shulin’s office at CGG.

Chen Cheng was sitting in front of the computer, browsing all of Nai Xue’s data using Wen Shulin’s account.

From the recipes and methods of various products, to the construction costs of the cold chain, the principles of establishing storage, even down to the salary structure of the staff at each store, everything was laid bare.

The fastest shortcut to success is to copy the path of those who have already succeeded.

With these data to leverage, Camellia’s expansion will spring up all over Beijing like bamboo shoots after a rainstorm.

Chen Cheng could even see the sight of Camellia spreading through the streets and alleys of Beijing.

"This is too detailed."

Chen Cheng looked at Wen Shulin beside him, "Can I take pictures?"

"Of course not." Wen Shulin shook her head, walked over to Chen Cheng, and closed the laptop screen.

Chen Cheng smiled, "Don’t trust me?"

"Of course not."

"Then what is it?"

Wen Shulin leaned against the desk, her long legs crossed, "If you can’t remember it all at once, then come a few more times."

Chen Cheng got her meaning, leaning back in the chair, "Right here?"

"The things we didn’t finish last night, dragging on until now," Wen Shulin said softly.

Chen Cheng laughed and sat up straight, "In broad daylight, you’re getting bolder."

"Isn’t it just to give you a little novelty?"

Wen Shulin looked around, her vermilion manicure sliding across the dark tabletop, her eyes teasing,

"In CGG’s biggest office room, on this desk where billion-dollar contracts can be signed, I think, your other women, can’t give you this feeling, can they?"

"You, oh you!"

"Husband," Wen Shulin stroked Chen Cheng’s cheek, "Like last night, from behind, grab my hands, okay?"

Her proud face uttered the most tempting words, no one could resist such a tease.

The folders on the desk scattered across the floor, and Wen Shulin also closed her eyes.

"You’re really too..."

Ding Ling Ling.

The desk phone rang, abruptly pulling Wen Shulin back to reality.

She blocked Chen Cheng with one hand and answered with the other.

"Chairman Wen, there is a Miss Su Liya asking to see you."

The secretary’s voice came through.