89: Chapter 89 Temptation

All three looked at Chen Shaoping, their faces filled with shock.

Li Qian even wanted to pry open Chen Shaoping's skull to see how he came up with this track.

This was even harder for her to accept than the name 'Zhuque Legend'.

Wang Bo immediately asked, "Da Ping, isn't this too low-brow? Do you just want to fulfill Auntie's request?"

Chen Shaoping saw their reactions but didn't take them to heart.

"As long as it makes money, what's wrong with being a little low-brow? Besides, I don't think it's low-brow at all."

"Caring for the physical and mental health of middle-aged and elderly people is such a glorious thing."

"As for fulfilling my mother's request, that's just a bonus."

Wang Bo grumbled discontentedly, "You've said it all. I think you're just concerned about the wallets of middle-aged and elderly people."

Li Qian, however, didn't think so; she only cared about making money.

And Chen Shaoping's remark about 'caring for the physical and mental health of middle-aged and elderly people' made her change her mind.

Many retired and empty-nest elderly people genuinely need some spiritual sustenance now.

"Are you sure it can make money?"

"Don't worry, it's guaranteed to make money, and not just a small amount."

"Alright then, I'll make sure everything is arranged properly."

...

By the time Chen Shaoping arrived at the hotel in Kyoto, it was already past one o'clock.

Wu Tao, the general director of the singer & songwriter, personally received them.

They were certainly given a lot of face.

Wu Tao looked to be in his forties, almost fifty, with a constant smile on his face, giving people a refreshing feeling.

"Hello, Young Master Ping."

"I will be fully responsible for this program going forward, and I hope you can give your full support."

Chen Shaoping didn't like Wu Tao much because of Cai Guoqiang.

Although Wu Tao seemed very polite and humble, his tone of voice displeased him.

So he just smiled slightly, "Director Wu, I hope we won't be deliberately difficult in future programs."

"If even CCTV programs are like this, it would be too disappointing for audiences nationwide."

Wu Tao's expression changed slightly, then he loudly promised, "Don't worry, Young Master Ping, I guarantee that such a thing will not happen in my program."

"It will definitely be fair, just, and impartial."

"That would be best. We'll go up first. After several hours on the plane, we need to rest."

"Alright, alright, please go ahead."

Watching Chen Shaoping and the other two leave, Wu Tao's expression immediately darkened.

His assistant beside him was startled by his gaze.

As soon as they entered the hotel, they saw two familiar people: Fang Mingjie and Bi Chen.

And the two were walking together.

Fang Mingjie enthusiastically walked up, "old classmate, I'm really sorry about last time, I hope you don't mind."

Chen Shaoping hadn't expected Fang Mingjie to apologize to him proactively and was momentarily stunned.

Wang Bo reacted quicker, smiling as he shook Fang Mingjie's hand.

"Mingjie, I wanted to say hello last time, but even though we were on the same show, we didn't run into each other like this."

"Same here, you wouldn't believe how shocked I was when I found out Young Master Ping was Shaoping," Fang Mingjie said with a laugh.

Chen Shaoping couldn't see through Fang Mingjie, recalling the person who had looked down on him so much at the Sande store last time.

Now he was actually coming up to say hello and apologize...

Was it just because he was Young Master Ping?

He decided to keep his distance from Fang Mingjie.

However, he still had to be polite.

"Hey, old classmate, what are you talking about? I've forgotten all about it."

Their hands finally clasped together this time.

Bi Chen was shocked; she hadn't expected Fang Mingjie and Chen Shaoping to be old classmates.

She secretly thought, 'This is bad!'

But looking at them, their relationship didn't seem very good.

She had to find a way to keep Chen Shaoping quiet and prevent him from speaking carelessly.

Ruining her good plans.

She had already made up her mind.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Fang Mingjie, Chen Shaoping and the other two left.

Wang Bo scoffed disdainfully, "Da Ping, what kind of person is that? His skin is so thick."

"As old classmates, he wouldn't even acknowledge you when he thought you weren't doing well."

"Now that he knows you're Young Master Ping, he comes over to curry favor."

"I despise him!"

"In college, I never saw him as this kind of person."

Chen Shaoping smiled, "Seeking advantage and avoiding harm, it's human nature."

"Weren't you chatting quite animatedly with him just now?"

"Just putting on a show."

The three first went to the restaurant to eat something, then returned to their hotel rooms to sleep.

This time, the production team prepared a room for each of them, which was quite generous and grand.

September in Kyoto was still relatively hot. From the airport to the hotel, during this time.

Chen Shaoping had sweated and felt sticky and uncomfortable.

He took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom, ready to take a shower and change.

Just as he finished washing and walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, he heard a 'knock knock' at the door.

He thought it was Wang Bo and Zhou Bule outside.

With one hand, he rubbed his wet hair with a towel.

He walked straight over and opened the door.

The result left him dumbfounded.

Bi Chen was wearing five-point denim shorts on the bottom and a crop top on top.

Her two long, fair legs, with her left foot straight and her right foot slightly bent, stood outside the door.

Completely showcasing the advantages of her figure.

Bi Chen had initially felt a hint of apprehension, but after seeing Chen Shaoping's attire.

She immediately smiled alluringly.

Her left hand hooked her crop top, and her right hand slipped into her denim shorts.

"Young Master Ping, did you guess I was coming and prepare already?"

After speaking, she extended her right hand towards Chen Shaoping's bath towel.

Chen Shaoping was, after all, only in his twenties, an age of vigorous passion.

Although he was strongly resisting internally, his other reactions were very real.

He was somewhat unable to resist, constantly retreating step by step.

Looking at that fair, tender 'demonic claw', he really wanted to pull her in.

But his body hurriedly retreated a few steps, simultaneously blocking her hand with his right hand.

"Miss Bi, what is the meaning of this?"

His voice was even trembling slightly.

Bi Chen noticed Chen Shaoping's tightly tensed body.

His bath towel kept shifting and slowly loosening.

She felt utterly delighted.

Last time in the office, you pretended, but now you can't, can you?

Her voice became sweeter, and her words grew bolder.

"Young Master Ping, I'm not asking you for a song today."

"As long as you don't tell Fang Mingjie that you know me."

"I'll serve you well right away and let you release your fire in a proper way."

How could Chen Shaoping endure this seductive voice? His mind was becoming increasingly hazy.

The full curve of her hips in front of him, the tight clothing.

Every moment, they were eroding his rationality.

But his intuition told him that if he really went through with it, there would be endless trouble.

He suddenly exerted force and pushed Bi Chen, who was approaching him.

He pushed her out.

Then he slammed the door shut.

Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed into the bathroom and took another shower.