No... Don't Stop! Give and Take

In the corner of the hall, Jiang Cheng, with A Long and Li Shiyao, found an inconspicuous spot to sit.

That kid Lu Ming, on the other hand, had his soul hooked by a few socialite ladies and scampered over to chat them up.

But Jiang Cheng wasn't worried—sure, the guy looked dumb on the surface, but his mind was sharp as a mirror, a certified tea-tasting master in short.

Trying to take advantage of Lu Ming was about as hard as climbing to the sky.

As for... tricking him into bed, the kid would definitely hit you with a "What, that's a thing?" or "No need to go easy on him."

Seeing Jiang Cheng sit there without even glancing her way, Li Shiyao gritted her teeth and decided to make the first move.

The early bird catches the worm, and the proactive bird picks the fattest one!

"Senior, you must be tired. Let me rub your shoulders."

"No... no, sss—!"

Jiang Cheng meant to refuse sternly, but who knew this girl's technique was actually that good.

It sent him straight to heaven!

He felt all the fatigue in his body vanish in that instant, full of energy.

Ahem~

He admitted his voice had been a bit loud just now.

Li Shiyao's eyes flashed with thick smugness and cunning—this was her specially learned killer move.

One press down, and she guaranteed Senior would want it again and again.

"Senior, what was that 'no' you said earlier? I didn't catch it."

"Mmm, hah, no... don't stop!"

Jiang Cheng silently gave his reaction speed a thumbs-up and closed his eyes, enjoying the massage.

A little sister massaging her big brother—that's normal, right?

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to doze off from the comfort, a teasing voice rang out, "Oh, isn't this Jiang Cheng?"

"Bro, who are you?"

Jiang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, looking at the lean man strolling over before him, his expression flat.

Pfft, The lean man nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling like a clown.

The saddest thing in the world is when you take your opponent to heart, but they don't even acknowledge you.

The lean man felt his face slapped red and raw, and if looks could kill, Jiang Cheng would have been sliced into a thousand pieces by now.

The commotion also drew the attention of everyone in the hall, "Isn't that the Lin Family's young master?"

"I heard he was studying abroad and only got back recently."

"Why does he pick a fight with Young Master Jiang the moment he returns? This should be good."

The crowd chattered on and on, all turning their gazes over.

"Oh, so it's the returnee... Brother Tianba."

Jiang Cheng's tone was flat, with little emotional fluctuation.

Returnee?

I'm looking at you like a turtle in the water.

Familiar with all the characters in the story, he saw through it at a glance—he'd just been messing around on purpose.

As for why Lin Tianba had it out for him, it all came back to Jiang Ruoxue.

As the Heroine, she'd been beautiful since childhood.

Back in kindergarten, she was as delicate as a porcelain doll, adored by teachers and little boys alike, and Lin Tianba was one of them.

But Jiang Ruoxue only liked playing with the "little handsome" Jiang Cheng back then.

Even though she was older than Jiang Cheng, she always liked following him around, calling him "big brother."

And Lin Tianba, as a kid, was as dark as a little coal ball.

Every time he came to find Jiang Ruoxue to play, she'd drag Jiang Cheng away with a look of disgust, pointing at Lin Tianba and saying, "Black Ball, I don't wanna play with you~"

But when it came to Jiang Cheng, it turned into, "Brother Jiang Cheng, please play with me~"

You can imagine how crushing that one sentence was for a little boy!

Jiang Cheng felt like playing A Spray of Plum Blossoms for Lin Tianba—

Snowflakes fluttering, north wind howling~

Later on, Lin Tianba successfully grew from Little Black Coal Ball into Big Black Coal Ball. Similar treatment followed him all the way through middle school, and then he went abroad to study.

That kind of differential treatment—anyone would crack under it.

Still, Jiang Cheng had to admire him. The guy's mental resilience was sky-high.

Sure, you lost a happy childhood, but you gained an unhappy one instead!

Win some, lose some.

Jiang Cheng had no idea why this guy insisted on targeting him.

That he'd recognized him at a glance was honestly a bit surprising to Jiang Cheng.

But then again, thinking it over, Lin Tianba probably spotted his ever-unchanging handsomeness.

That was worth praising!

Mm. That's it?

Hearing Jiang Cheng's flat, indifferent tone, Lin Tianba felt like punching cotton—utterly powerless.

Damn it, at least give him some emotional reaction!

"Jiang Cheng, haven't seen you in years. I just got back from studying abroad, and I almost didn't recognize you."

Lin Tianba extended his hand. Seeing Jiang Cheng unmoved, he forced a smile.

"What, we were schoolmates once. Not even that much face?"

That was a roundabout way of calling him petty.

Jiang Cheng chuckled and reached out.

"Brother Tianba, you've changed a lot over the years. But I still think you were cuter back then—all dark and chubby, so festive!"

"Oh, right. Those gifts you gave Ruoxue back then—I've kept them safe for you. Come pick them up whenever you have time."

Lin Tianba's face stiffened. His teeth ground in fury.

Provocation. Bare-faced provocation!

Bringing up the sore spot—going too far.

"Hey~ Brother Tianba, why are you shaking? Maybe you should go to the hospital and get checked out. Health is the foundation of revolution."

Jiang Cheng's face was full of innocence, a harmless smile on his lips.

The words left everyone present stunned. Young Master Jiang's words weren't high in damage, but the humiliation was off the charts.

"Don't trouble yourself."

Lin Tianba wasn't willing to let it go. His gaze landed on Li Shiyao, who was covering her mouth and snickering, and a flash of admiration crossed his eyes.

As the Young Master of the Lin Family, he never lacked women around him.

But someone as exquisite as Li Shiyao? None. Damn that Jiang Cheng—he was just a bit better-looking.

Why did all the beauties throw themselves into his arms?!

With a cold snort, Lin Tianba turned and left, face dark.

"Brother Cheng, that was awesome!"

Lu Ming jogged over, staring at Jiang Cheng with unconcealed admiration.

"I was forced into it."

Jiang Cheng spread his hands helplessly. Who told Lin Tianba to come looking for trouble?

He was an honest man—didn't know how to lie.

As soon as they sat down, Lu Ming winked at Jiang Cheng.

"Bro, another sister-in-law's here."

"What nonsense are you talking?"

Jiang Cheng turned around and happened to see Mu Qingcheng looking around as if searching for something.

The next second, their eyes met.

Mu Qingcheng's face lit up. She quickly walked toward the corner.

Jiang Cheng whipped his head back and shot Lu Ming a glare.

"Don't make a scene later, got it?"

"Brother Cheng, you're not the type to pull up your pants and pretend you don't know her, are you?"

Lu Ming sized up Jiang Cheng with a complicated look—he still remembered last time, when Mu Qingcheng had been drugged.

If he said nothing happened between them, Lu Ming wouldn't buy it for a second, unless Brother Cheng had some unspeakable ailment.

Li Shiyao, standing nearby, heard this and her eyes went wide.

Pull up his pants and pretend he doesn't know her—could it be that Sister Mu already...

Ah! How annoying—she wasn't the first to taste the crab.

Li Shiyao's face fell, and she covered her ears in frustration.

Jiang Cheng was about to explain, But Mu Qingcheng's voice, soft and laced with pleasant surprise, had already arrived:

"Jiang Cheng, you're here too. What a coincidence."