My Virtual Girlfriend-Chapter 340

Chen Yan always felt that there was some hidden meaning in Meng Xue’s words.

If she wanted to leave, she would drive herself.

If she didn’t want to leave... could she stay?

However, Chen Yan just briefly thought about it in his head and didn’t ask about it. Instead, he said, "It’s okay, if there’s no car, I’ll just slowly hail a taxi."

Seeing that Chen Yan insisted, Meng Xue didn’t say anything more, but saw him out and reminded him how to get downstairs, how to exit the complex, and where it was easier to get a taxi, among other things.

After seriously listening, Chen Yan expressed his thanks once more and then left Meng Xue’s house.

Following the "route map" Meng Xue gave, Chen Yan went downstairs, exited the complex, and arrived at the intersection.

Meng Xue’s residential complex was upscale yet somewhat remote, akin to a newly developed area.

Chen Yan waited by the roadside for a long time without catching a ride, not even a ride-sharing service was available nearby.

Just as Chen Yan was getting a headache about how to get home, suddenly he heard two "beep beep" sounds from a horn nearby.

Following the sound of the horn, Chen Yan turned his head and saw a bright red Ferrari in front of him.

The prancing horse logo above the fiery red hood gave a feeling of galloping.

At that moment, the window slowly rolled down, and a beautiful and confident face appeared before Chen Yan, "Hey, handsome, need a ride?"

Chen Yan couldn’t help but laugh, "Meng Xue, you came out?"

Meng Xue said, "I told you you couldn’t get a taxi, so I came out to pick you up."

Saying this, she waved her hand and said, "Get in."

This time, Chen Yan did not refuse and got into the car.

The car started and moved forward.

On the road, they chatted a bit about work and discussed the venture capital firm’s first batch of projects.

The first batch included ten projects, most of which were seed and angel rounds, with only one being a Series C. It was an internet information and short video company.

Since these were all publicly-funded projects, venture capital firms nationwide received the relevant information. The competitive pressure was enormous.

In comparison, Meng Xue was most interested in that Series C project, so she talked a lot about it with Chen Yan on the road.

Chen Yan just listened quietly without voicing much opinion.

After all, he actually didn’t understand much about venture capital. Whether to invest in a project or not all depended on the results of the "Instant Camera."

Thus, without understanding the potential of the project, in order to maintain his own dignity, Chen Yan wouldn’t talk nonsense.

Soon, under the guidance of the navigation, Chen Yan returned to Yu Qiao Qiao’s new house.

Pulling over by the roadside, Chen Yan got out of the car and once again thanked Meng Xue, "Thank you for the ride, and thanks again for taking care of me tonight."

Chen Yan was just making normal, polite conversation.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xue leaned on the car window, looked at Chen Yan with a flirtatious expression, and said, "No problem. I should be thanking you for giving me such a wonderful experience."

Chen Yan was slowly raising a question mark over his head, not quite understanding what Meng Xue meant.

He said, "Uh, what do you mean?"

Meng Xue raised an eyebrow and said, "Should I make it more obvious?"

"I didn’t expect that even after getting drunk, Mr. Chen, you could be so amazing. You made me so happy."

Chen Yan: ??

’What the heck?’

’What does that mean?!’

’Could it be...?’

Chen Yan was somewhat surprised as he looked down at his clothes.

He had checked earlier while on Meng Xue’s bed; his clothes were fine, completely intact, just like when he got off work.

And now, after checking again, everything still seemed fine.

So, he couldn’t help asking, "What exactly are you talking about?"

Meng Xue smiled, "Mr. Chen, you check your clothes, but only the outside? Don’t you want to check if anything inside is missing?"

Saying this, she waved at Chen Yan and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Chen. Sweet dreams~ I’m heading off now."

After speaking, she added, "By the way, you really can’t hold your liquor. A 60-degree drink and you were down after just one. You should drink less from now on~ There aren’t many like me who are just after a fun time."

With these words, she pressed down on the gas pedal, and alongside the roaring engine, the bright red prancing horse sped off, leaving a stunned Chen Yan behind.

’Missing clothes from inside?’

’Just after a fun time?’

’60-degree liquor?!’

Chen Yan always felt that he had been deliberately mistreated by Meng Xue.

And this feeling peaked when he reached into his pants.

Because he discovered... he was hanging in neutral.

The underwear he had been wearing inside his pants had vanished!

’Where’s my underwear?’

’What about the one with SpongeBob drawn on it?’

’How could it disappear?!’

’It was a big piece!’

Chen Yan was nearly going crazy!

Could it really be gone?!

Could it be... did he really have some sort of super-friendly relationship with Meng Xue?

Could he really not be pure?

Maybe because of the alcohol, Chen Yan’s head felt a bit dizzy, and for a moment, he didn’t even know whether all this was real or if Meng Xue was just messing with him. frёewebηovel.cѳm

He staggered back home like this.

He took out the keys and unlocked the door.

The house was dim, only a small table lamp was lit on the dining table.

The cute Boss Qiao Qiao was dozing off on the table, and Brother Ying was sitting next to Yu Qiao Qiao, absent-mindedly playing with his phone while yawning.

Chen Yan looked at the clock, it was already midnight.

He gently closed the door, approached the two of them, and softly asked, "Have you two been waiting long?"

Brother Ying looked up as Chen Yan entered. Upon hearing Chen Yan’s question, she casually said, "Not too long. We’ve been waiting from 10 till now."

She glanced at Yu Qiao Qiao and with a hint of disdain said, "It’s just that Qiao Qiao usually sleeps early, so she couldn’t stay awake. Otherwise, she would have also waited up alertly for you."

Brother Ying’s way of thinking was different from most people’s; hearing her words actually made Chen Yan look at Yu Qiao Qiao with a bit of pity.

Yu Qiao Qiao’s slightly chubby face was nestled in her arm, looking particularly cute. Maybe she was dreaming about something sweet, as she even smacked her lips and muttered softly, "Ah... ba... go...."

Chen Yan affectionately stroked her hair and then asked Brother Ying, "Why didn’t you call me or send me a WeChat message?"

Chen Yan remembered that when he was at Meng Xue’s house earlier, he had checked his phone but hadn’t seen any WeChat messages or calls.

Meng Xue glanced at Yu Qiao Qiao again and said, "Qiao Qiao wouldn’t let me. She said you would definitely come home after you finished your work, and if you hadn’t returned, it meant you were still busy, so we shouldn’t disturb you."

After listening to Meng Xue, Chen Yan felt somewhat conflicted internally and said softly, "I wasn’t busy. After I finished discussing work, I had a few drinks with Qin Ming and chatted for a while."

Hearing Chen Yan’s words, Brother Ying replied, "Oh, Qiao Qiao said that too. Even if you were out having fun, it’s because you’ve been too tired recently and wanted to relax, so we still couldn’t disturb you."

Hearing Brother Ying’s response, Chen Yan was momentarily at a loss for words.

Looking at Yu Qiao Qiao’s cute face, he felt a profound sense of having ’a girlfriend like this, what more could a husband ask for’...

Thinking this, he approached Yu Qiao Qiao, bent down, and gently scooped her up in a princess carry, placing her head on his shoulder as he walked toward her room.

With his strength enhanced by +7, Chen Yan did this effortlessly.

Perhaps because Chen Yan’s movements were very gentle, or maybe Yu Qiao Qiao was just too tired and deeply asleep, she didn’t wake up throughout.

As Chen Yan and Yu Qiao Qiao headed inside, Brother Ying’s eyes lit up, asking, "Are we doing that prank then? What can I do?"

Chen Yan: .....

Chen Yan couldn’t be bothered to respond to Brother Ying.

Upon reaching Yu Qiao Qiao’s room, Chen Yan placed her on the bed, tucked her in properly, and looked affectionately at her sleeping face for a while before gently kissing her forehead and leaving the room.

He always felt that if he also had a positive feedback prompt, then tonight, for Yu Qiao Qiao, a symphony would have played...

After leaving Yu Qiao Qiao’s room, Chen Yan went to the bathroom, planning to take a bath... and also to check for any "marks" on his body.

After all, he hadn’t forgotten everything that happened with Meng Xue tonight.

Especially thinking about that ’fun time’, ’amazing experience’, and ’wonderful time’, he was feeling quite anxious.

’Did I really do something with Meng Xue while drunk?’

Walking toward the bathroom, Chen Yan furrowed his brow in recollection. What he didn’t notice was that Brother Ying’s bedroom door had quietly cracked open a bit, and Brother Ying was curiously watching his back.

’Chen Yan... seems to have come back with more secrets than before. So curious...’

While recalling, Chen Yan reached the bathroom door.

But no matter how much he tried to remember, he couldn’t recall anything.