Forced Purchase, Forced Sale? I Advise You Not to Meddle!

A song finished, Jiang Cheng put down the flute.

He had to admit, Bai Weiwei truly lived up to her reputation as the music prodigy of Jiang Cheng University—she was highly talented.

Just then, Bai Shouzhong walked over, clapping as he approached.

"Brother Jiang, hard work today. Let's call it here, and the two of us can go grab a drink."

After saying this, he didn't forget to shoot Bai Weiwei a meaningful glance.

"Yeah, Jiang Cheng, let's eat first." Bai Weiwei caught on instantly and naturally linked her arm through Jiang Cheng's.

Hey, hey, hey!

What are you doing? Don't you know men and women shouldn't touch?

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes. He had reason to believe that Bai Shouzhong hadn't called him over to teach Bai Weiwei at all.

This was clearly a case of having an ulterior motive!

Once inside, Bai Weiwei brought out the dishes, and the three of them sat around the table to eat.

"Brother Jiang, have a drink."

Bai Shouzhong placed a full glass of liquor in front of Jiang Cheng, then poured himself a small one.

Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched. "Brother Bai, you know I can't hold my liquor. One glass and I'm done."

No kidding!

That's exactly why I filled it to the brim—how else would I get you drunk?

Bai Shouzhong thought to himself, but he put on a feigned look of displeasure. "Brother, you rarely come by, so you should drink a bit more. Surely you're not worried I have some ill intent?"

Jiang Cheng: "..."

You old shameless man, just waiting to get me drunk, aren't you?

Fine, I'll drink. It's not like you can sell me off!

After downing the full glass, Jiang Cheng's face was already as red as a monkey's backside, and he was swaying even while sitting.

Just as he was about to fall to the floor, Bai Weiwei was quick to react and caught him.

Jiang Cheng, reeking of alcohol, leaned against Bai Weiwei's embrace, his head restlessly burrowing in a bit as if searching for a comfortable spot.

Bai Weiwei's face flushed, and she let Jiang Cheng shift his head as he pleased, shooting Bai Shouzhong a reproachful glance.

"Grandpa, Jiang Cheng already said he can't drink—why did you still do that!"

"Oh, it hasn't even been that long, and you're already feeling sorry for him?"

Bai Shouzhong teased.

"You... act your age." Bai Weiwei's face reddened, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum.

"Hahaha~ You girl, don't tell me you have no feelings for this kid."

"I..."

Bai Weiwei fell silent on the spot. She looked down at Jiang Cheng's sharply defined profile and couldn't help but smile.

Surely no one could resist a boy like this, right?

"Weiwei, just watch—this kid isn't getting away!"

Bai Weiwei looked utterly confused as she watched Bai Shouzhong take out paper, a pen, and inkpad from the cabinet.

"Watch me pull off a fait accompli!"

Bai Shouzhong moved the pen tip, and lines of small characters appeared.

To sum it up, it stated that Jiang Cheng and Bai Weiwei were mutually in love and that he agreed to become the Bai Family's grandson-in-law.

"Grandpa, this isn't quite right." Bai Weiwei frowned slightly.

"Isn't this coercive buying and selling?"

Bai Shouzhong bristled with indignation and said sternly, "What do you mean coercive buying and selling? Brother Jiang hasn't refused."

"Right, Brother?"

He patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder and spread his hands.

As if to say, See?

Bai Weiwei was left speechless, discovering for the first time just how shameless her grandfather could be.

"Weiwei, a catch like Brother Jiang is in high demand—wait too long and he'll be gone."

Bai Shouzhong was dead set on it, playing the rogue. "I've already told those old geezers that he's my grandson-in-law. If Brother Jiang gets away, where would I put this old face of mine?!"

"If he weren't already drunk, I'd wish the two of you would just make it a done deal tonight."

Bai Weiwei's pretty face was bright red, as if steam were constantly rising from her.

Her heart was tangled in a hundred knots. What her grandfather said was true—Jiang Cheng really did attract girls.

If I missed this chance, I might never get another.

Gritting my teeth—even if Brother Cheng ends up hating me, I have to try. At least I won't leave any regrets.

Seeing his granddaughter nod, Bai Shouzhong began to work.

He took Jiang Cheng's hand and gently pressed it onto the paper.

Heh heh—done!

Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, evening had arrived.

Bai Weiwei stood guard by the bed, watching the deeply sleeping Jiang Cheng. A beautiful curve lifted the corner of her lips.

"I really want to touch Jiang Cheng's Adam's apple~"

"No way. What if he catches me? That'd be so embarrassing."

"But he's asleep right now. Touching it once should be fine, right?"

"Mm, just one touch!"

Just as Bai Weiwei was about to extend her mischievous hand, Jiang Cheng, clutching his groggy head, slowly opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Cheng stared warily at the flustered Bai Weiwei. An awkward silence hung in the air.

"I... I was tucking you in! Yeah, that's right."

Bai Weiwei stammered out an explanation, her face flushed red as she pulled the blanket up a little higher for him, then fled like a startled deer.

Tucking me in is one thing—why the red face?

Jiang Cheng shook his head. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Bai Shouzhong humming a tune while watering the potted plants.

"Brother Bai, find some money? You're that happy?"

"You bet. Joyful events lift the spirits, right, little brother?"

Bai Shouzhong winked at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Did you get sand in your eye?

He glanced over at Bai Weiwei, who was sneaking peeks at him before quickly turning her reddened face away.

Jiang Cheng looked at the sky and took his leave.

"Drop by anytime, Brother Jiang."

Pfft!

Guess if I'm coming back or not!

Back home, the more Jiang Cheng thought about it, the more something felt off. Old Bai was way too strange today.

Wasn't that smile a little too frequent?

Could he really have sold him out?

Forget it. No use thinking about it. Head hurts. Time to sleep!

At the same time, in an underground boxing arena, the crowd was roaring, filled with frantic shouts.

On the ring, Ye Bifan listened to the cheers around him and curled the corner of his mouth. This was the treatment a protagonist deserved!

With his Internal Strength, wasn't it easy to rake in both fame and fortune?

As the referee's whistle blew, "Let's congratulate the Jade Faced Flying Dragon for crushing his opponent once again!"

While Ye Bifan basked in his triumph, he had no idea that everything was being secretly filmed.

On the high platform, "Miss, everything's arranged." A man in a suit stepped out from the shadows and spoke in a low voice.

Shen Xiyue nodded, her gaze cold as it swept across the ring.

Ye Bifan, this is only the beginning!

Over the next few days, Jiang Cheng enjoyed his leisure.

Li Shiyao, on the other hand, was always leaving early and coming back late. No telling what she was busy with.

"Brother Cheng, something terrible's happened!"

Lu Ming called, his tone urgent.

"What is it?"

Jiang Cheng was sprawled in his chair, munching on a fruit platter as he mumbled.

"Your woman ran off with someone!"

Lu Ming blurted out, then felt it wasn't quite accurate and corrected himself, "It's the Jiang Cheng University School Anniversary. Your woman has a performance—she's singing a duet with some guy."

"That guy is the one from the Shen Family Manor who was yelling at you to apologize. I think his name is Ye... Ye Bufan!"

"Really?!" Jiang Cheng sat up excitedly.

No wonder Li Shiyao had been leaving early and coming back late these days—she must have been charmed by Ye Bufan's allure.

This was fantastic!

Jiang Cheng felt a wave of relief wash over him. This was absolutely the best news he'd ever heard.

Lu Ming's tone turned vicious: "Brother Cheng, what do you need me to do? Want me to find someone to take care of him?"

"That punk is way too arrogant!"

"I suggest you mind your own business."

Jiang Cheng quickly stopped Lu Ming. Damn kid, always trying to cause trouble for me.

Is the Protagonist someone we can mess with?

Just sit down quietly, bro, I'm begging you!