Those present exchanged glances, then looked at Jiang Lili who was chastising Cheng Jian, feeling that this eldest daughter of the Jiang Family was truly fortunate to be born into it; otherwise, if she were in another family, she might have been devoured long ago.
Well, with such a fool around, they could benefit from it. Otherwise, by saying a few flattering words or stirring things up a bit, Jiang Lili would be happy and make Cheng Jian bow and scrape, and vie with each other to pay the bill.
They were indeed second-generation rich kids, but their pocket money was limited, unlike Jiang Lili, who could spend as much as she wanted.
Thus, amidst everyone’s flattery, they opened many expensive bottles of wine, and Cheng Jian got quite drunk; when it ca ti to pay, seeing the bill, he sobered up in shock.
Especially after realizing Jiang Lili was the one paying, his mood worsened.
He knew the Jiang Family had just split up again, with Old Master Jiang dividing the family fund significantly. Although he didn’t know how much Jiang Lili had received, judging by the unsatisfied looks and remarks from Jiang Family relatives, particularly the major beneficiaries like Uncle Jiang and his son, Jiang Lili must have gotten a considerable amount.
Cheng Jian wasn’t as smart as Zhang Yu, but he had so abilities back when he was able to work in an investnt bank, even though it wasn’t a suitable job for him; still, he had a brain.
He knew that getting money didn’t an spending it lavishly every day but thinking about how to let money make more money.
For example, investing it—even if he didn’t know which project to invest in, it didn’t matter—buying shops, residences, or even land, and building office buildings was an option.
Spending like this every day, drinking and drinking, who knew how long it could last.
Cheng Jian thought about how he must talk to Jiang Lili about this once awake; they absolutely couldn’t keep squandering it like this.
After getting ho, Cheng Jian still had to take care of Jiang Lili, especially removing makeup and wiping her body, which was enough to make him feel overwheld.
Looking at Jiang Lili without makeup, wondering how they were the sa age, how she did all kinds of care, face masks, and beauty treatnts, spending so much money every year on her face.
But standing next to Zhang Yu, the difference really was noticeable.
So old, looking at the nasolabial folds on Jiang Lili’s face, he dreaded to think, would she still dare to be seen without makeup in ten or eight years?
After finally tending to Jiang Lili, Cheng Jian was so exhausted, he simply took a bath to ease up, glancing at the ti, it was already past four.
Might as well not sleep; he would need to go to the station to et his parents later. Taking a bath could get rid of the alcohol sll, so they wouldn’t be unhappy slling it.
His idea wasn’t bad, but what he hadn’t anticipated was that, having been busy all day and drinking so much that night, he was utterly exhausted.
Lying in the warm bathtub, before long, Cheng Jian fell asleep.
When he woke up again, he felt cool, "What’s going on?" Was soone competing with him for the blanket?
As he reached out to touch, he found it was water, "What’s going on?"
Frightened, he opened his eyes imdiately, discovering he was lying in the bathtub, recognizing the familiar setting, he knew he was at Jiang Lili’s house.
After a brief hesitation, he rembered bringing Jiang Lili back, looking after her till she slept, and then exhaustedly taking a bath himself.
Ah, ah, ah, he still needed to go to the station to see his parents off; Cheng Jian jumped out of the bathtub, then quickly took a shower.
Heading to the living room to check his phone, it was already past nine, realizing Mrs. Cheng had sent a ssage in the morning, telling him their train was at eight-sothing.
"Damn it." Cheng Jian looked at the phone ti; it was clear now, there was no point in going to the station, the train was already far away.
Ah, ah, ah, Cheng Jian was truly angry; he had ssaged the night before asking when his parents’ train was leaving, though he hadn’t explicitly said he’d see them off, of course, it was implied.
He had asked, and his parents had responded, but he hadn’t shown up. Really.
Cheng Jian took a deep breath again, contemplated for a long ti, and called Mrs. Cheng.
He thought, since Mrs. Cheng had ssaged him, she might have cald down a bit. Once ti passed, he could buy them things and say nice words to cheer them up, and they would treat him as well as before.
Yes, it must be that way; but for now, of course, he needed to call his parents to explain why he hadn’t gone to the station.
As for the reason, he had decided to use the excuse of a last-minute task from his boss requiring overti.
Taking out the phone to call Mrs. Cheng, it took a while before it connected.
Cheng Jian: Mom and Dad, you’re on the train, right?
Mrs. Cheng didn’t want to take the call initially, but Mr. Cheng urged her to, saying maybe the son had his reasons.
Answering the phone and hearing her son, she retorted: Not on the train, are we still waiting at the station for you?
Cheng Jian sensed Mrs. Cheng’s displeasure, pinching his nose: Mom, I know I’m wrong, I really went to bed early yesterday, planning to go to the station to see you off today.
Cheng Jian: Then just as I was about to sleep, my boss called; he wanted to handle so data. When the boss calls, what else could I do?
Cheng Jian: So, I was working late, and when I woke again, it was already this late.
Listening to Cheng Jian’s garbled words, Mrs. Cheng was speechless: Son, your head must be hurting now, right?
Cheng Jian touched his aching head: It’s alright.
Mrs. Cheng: Did you drink the Sobering Soup?
Cheng Jian: No, Jiang Lili got drunk too; she was waiting for to make the Sobering Soup.
Mrs. Cheng felt a chill again: Didn’t drink less last night, huh?
Cheng Jian sighed, rubbing his head: No way around it, without drinking, Jiang Lili threatened to break up. Mom, I really had no choice.
Mrs. Cheng snapped: Right, you had no choice but to do as Jiang Lili says.
Smiling at Mr. Cheng beside her, Mrs. Cheng said: Oh, you both drank too much; go rest well.
Mrs. Cheng: Alright, hanging up now, take care.
After hanging up, Mrs. Cheng said irritably, "Did you hear that?"
"Our son, he’s pretty much ruined." When Cheng Jian ntioned working late, Mrs. Cheng wanted to believe him.
But his slurry speech like he was drunk was enough to test her, and she was right.
Mr. Cheng was at a loss to defend Cheng Jian, "Clearly, he went out drinking, yet he said they worked overti."
"Speaking so naturally, now I don’t know which words of his are true."
"In the future, we can’t trust what he says."
"See, didn’t I say not to wait for him, otherwise who knows till when we’d be waiting, and he’s off drinking with Jiang Lili, tending to her."
"Understood," Mr. Cheng replied quietly, "How did it co to this?"
He couldn’t understand how his son, who just went to college and worked outside, changed this way.
"Normally, this son, he’s been spoiled by us for a long ti." Mrs. Cheng, reluctant to admit but aware, realized Cheng Jian had always been this way; previously, they’d accommodated him, and he, of course, acted well.
"You think it’s because we’re his parents that he acts this way?" Mrs. Cheng, clear-headed at this mont, continued, "It’s because he’s banking on us financially."
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