38: Chen Li, could you give me another 200,000?

These words completely ignited the fire in Chen Li's eyes. He strode forward and swept her up into his arms, eliciting a soft cry of surprise from her.

Her arms naturally wrapped around his neck, and she buried her burning cheeks against his firm chest, listening to the increasingly rapid thumping of his heart.

The moment the bedroom door was gently closed, Meng Yu's intermittent voice drifted out: "Husband... be, be gentle..."

Afterward, the sounds of delicate gasps in the bedroom were incessant... (One hundred thousand words omitted here)

The next morning, the warm sunlight did not shine directly into the bedroom, only casting a bright halo on the carpet by the window,

shrouding the entire room in a soft light. Chen Li was the first to wake up, with Meng Yu leaning docilely in his arms.

He looked at the dried mark on the bedsheet, shaped like a plum blossom brand, and a tender, satisfied smile unconsciously curled at the corners of his mouth.

It wasn't until it was almost time that Chen Li got up to return to school for classes. Meng Yu had no classes today and was still sleeping under the covers.

When she woke up, she found that Chen Li was already gone. She carefully cleaned up the mess from the previous night's revelry.

When her gaze touched that 'plum blossom' symbolizing her complete transformation, she fetched a pair of scissors and very preciousy cut out that small piece of fabric.

Over the next few days, the two of them were like an ordinary couple, attending classes, finishing classes, and then returning to the Villa.

Meng Yu had excellent culinary skills; even a few simple home-cooked dishes were made with perfect color, aroma, and taste. Furthermore, she kept the Villa spotless.

Chen Li wanted to hire a nanny to share the workload, but she firmly refused with a blush, her reason being—

With an outsider around, it wouldn't be convenient for us to... study that 'Kun' character technique on the sofa.

This answer left Chen Li between laughter and tears. Since there wasn't much to clean up in the house for now anyway, he let her be and decided to revisit the matter later.

Also immersed in a passionate romance was Zhao Yue. Under Liang Xin's sweet offensive, she had already completely surrendered to the gentle world he had woven for her.

The two were inseparable, almost to the point of being joined at the hip.

Although Zhao Yue still held onto her final line of defense in her heart, Chen Li's warning about the one-year promise had long since been cast to the back of her mind.

Thinking that since they weren't at the same school anyway and she was deliberately avoiding him, how could Chen Li possibly know about her behavior?

"Yueyue," on the other end of the phone, Liang Xin's voice was still tender and intoxicating.

"Can you give me another hundred thousand? The project I've been eyeing is just short of this last bit of startup capital..."

This wasn't the first time he had asked. In just a few short days, Liang Xin had taken over two hundred thousand from her in total.

Zhao Yue looked at her account, which only had a balance of twenty thousand left. Her hesitation lasted only a fleeting moment.

Supporting her boyfriend's career was, in her eyes, a perfectly natural thing to do.

Moreover, she had the 'gold mine' that was Chen Li behind her, providing blood transfusions at any time. If she ran out of money, she could just ask him for more.

"I don't have any left right now,"

she responded softly, "Wait until I figure something out this afternoon, then I'll transfer it to you, okay?"

"Okay, baby Yueyue, thank you, love you!" Liang Xin's joy came through the phone.

"I love you too." Zhao Yue hung up the phone contentedly.

She never bothered to ask Liang Xin where he spent the money. In her view, since the two of them would get married sooner or later,

spending money on her man's career now was an investment in their future joint property.

As for Chen Li, the money came like a pie falling from the sky—it would be a waste not to take it. Naturally, she wanted to grab as much as she could.

Zhao Yue didn't think any further. She opened Chen Li's wechat chat box and said straightforwardly: "Chen Li, can you give me another two hundred thousand?"

While in class, Chen Li's phone vibrated. He looked down and saw the message from Zhao Yue on the screen.

Seeing the content of her message, he subconsciously frowned—the money he gave her last time was already gone? But he hadn't received any cashback notification from the system.

This was very abnormal. Either she hadn't spent it, or if she had, it could only mean one thing—the money wasn't spent on herself.

Chen Li immediately realized this woman was lying. Regardless of the situation, it indicated she had a problem.

He didn't alert her, instead sending back a message with a calm expression, asking as if casually:

"The money from last time is gone so fast? What did you spend it all on?"

"I bought clothes and bags, it's all spent."

The moment the message was sent, Zhao Yue's heart suddenly tightened, as if gripped by an invisible hand.

Chen Li never used to ask about the purpose of the money before. Why would he suddenly care where it was spent today?

Could it be... he noticed something?

This thought made her panic instantly, and her fingertips turned cold. If Chen Li found out the truth, she would be completely finished.

The bags she carried now, the car she drove, and her image as a rich girl in front of Liang Xin and her classmates—all of it relied on the gold mine that was Chen Li.

While Zhao Yue was trembling with fear, on the other side of the screen, Chen Li's eyes had also turned completely cold.

She was indeed lying. Buying clothes and bags? The system hadn't given any cashback notification at all. This lie didn't consider the recipient.

He sneered in his heart—did this woman really think he and his system brother were suckers who could be fooled at will?

Chen Li stared at the screen, his gaze gradually turning icy.

He had to go and confirm it personally—if she really dared to violate her promise, even if he lost this quota, he would definitely make her pay the price.

That BMW car would be the first thing he'd find a way to take back.

It wasn't suitable to alert her now. He tapped out a reply on the screen with a tone as calm as usual:

"Fine, I'll go find you this afternoon and give it to you."

"Okay."

Seeing Chen Li's straightforward reply, a weight was lifted from Zhao Yue's heart, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

The money Liang Xin wanted was finally secured.

Putting down his phone, Chen Li had already made a decision—that car had to be taken back.

But who should he give the repossessed car to? Liu Yu or Song Lingyun? After a brief thought, his finger already opened Liu Yu's chat box.

"Liu Yu, are you free this afternoon?"

"I am,"

Liu Yu replied almost instantly, followed by another sentence, "Is it... to start that this afternoon?"

The words were tinged with a cautious expectation.

Chen Li guessed she had misunderstood as soon as he saw it and replied with some amusement: "What are you thinking? Wait for my message this afternoon. I'm transferring a car to your name."

"A car?"

On the other side of the screen, Liu Yu's eyes instantly lit up.

She repeatedly confirmed those words, her heart skipping a few beats—Chen Li wanted to give her a car?

With his generosity and taste, it would have to be at least at the level of an Audi or BMW, right?

If it could be like Meng Yu's audi a4, that would be even better.

Just imagining the scene of herself driving a new car made her unable to resist clenching her phone in excitement.

"O... Okay, I'll wait for you."

She suppressed her excitement to reply, but the smile on her face could no longer be hidden.