A Few Tricks

The moment Zheng Ye came in, the atmosphere changed.

The man stood tall among the crowd, drawing everyone's attention.

Besides Bai Qiongyu, Chu Ran, and Su Jinyu, several of Bai Qiongyu's classmates were in the private room. Their expressions changed the instant they saw Zheng Ye, somewhere between excitement and nerves. They didn't even dare sit down.

Ning Shile introduced him to everyone. "This is President Zheng."

At that, everyone immediately stepped forward, greeting him with a chorus of "Hello, President Zheng."

Zheng Ye, however, had eyes only for Ning Shile the entire time. He seemed to find that introduction insufficient and suddenly spoke up. "Lele."

Everyone fell silent.

Ning Shile snapped back to his senses and looked up at him, seemingly confused. "Hm?"

As if staking his claim, Zheng Ye dipped his chin slightly and looked earnestly at Ning Shile. "Given our relationship, calling me President Zheng..."

As he spoke, he suddenly leaned closer, raising an eyebrow at Ning Shile with unmistakable intimacy, and slowly asked, "Doesn't that feel a little distant?"

His words seemed to coax him. Staring into his eyes, Ning Shile's mind went blank. He first pressed his lips together, then tentatively called, "...Brother Ye?"

"Good boy." Satisfied, Zheng Ye finally straightened and looked at the others.

Ning Shile's eagerness to watch the drama had been thrown into disarray. His heart raced, and his thoughts were a mess.

He watched Zheng Ye survey the room before fixing his gaze on Su Jinyu, and felt inexplicably worried.

[Zheng Ye won't lose control again when he sees Su Jinyu this time, will he?]

The thought irritated Ning Shile. Deciding that out of sight was out of mind, he turned and sat on the sofa to stew by himself.

*[Why am I even thinking about this? Zheng Ye doesn't