Chapter 429: Chapter 241: Frustrated Chen Jincheng: Something’s Wrong with This Miss Cheng

At the Hyatt Hotel, Li Suwan replied to Chen Jincheng’s message with a smile, "Chen Tongxue, I’ll be waiting for you!"

She then walked over to the mirror to check her makeup, not forgetting to pull her asymmetrical neckline down a little further.

’She never thought she’d be trying so hard to please a man again.’

’But this was Chen Tongxue.’

’It had been so long!’

...

「Wenhua Oriental Hotel.」

Chen Jincheng had just finished getting dressed, about to head out for his "class" with the sultry teacher, when he was rendered fucking speechless by the sight of Ximeng standing outside his door.

"Boss, what do you think of my outfit tonight?" Seeing the door open, Ximeng happily slipped inside and threw her arms around his neck.

The young woman was wearing a Korean-style secretary outfit. It looked amazing, but his plans for the evening did not include this little secretary.

BAM!~

Ximeng kicked the door shut with her heel and buried herself in his arms. A moment later, she looked up at him coquettishly. "Boss, I’m wearing seductive purple lace tonight!"

Seductive purple lace was indeed tempting.

But Chen Jincheng was in a hurry to get to his class.

’Am I really going to be late for class?’

Just then, another knock came at the door.

"That must be someone looking for me," Chen Jincheng said, seizing the opportunity.

"I’ll hide in the bathroom," Ximeng whispered, grabbing her things and slipping inside.

Chen Jincheng smiled at this.

’This is my chance to slip away. I’ll just text her later and say something came up.’

’A brilliant idea.’

But when he opened the door, he was dumbfounded.

Standing outside was Jiang Xiaobai in a sexy, midriff-baring outfit. The moment she saw him, she pounced.

She kicked the door shut with her heel at the same time.

Honestly, Chen Jincheng was at a loss for words.

’Why the fuck is it so hard to get to one damn class?’

After only a moment, there was another knock at the door.

Chen Jincheng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "It’s probably someone from the company here on business."

"Of all the times to show up," Jiang Xiaobai complained, hurrying toward the bathroom.

"Hey—" Chen Jincheng started to protest, but she had already dashed inside.

He couldn’t help but palm his face.

’Whatever.’

’As long as I’m not the one feeling awkward, the two of them in there can deal with it.’

And Jiang Xiaobai and Ximeng were indeed feeling awkward, staring at each other in the bathroom, utterly dumbfounded.

"Hmph!"

"Hmph!"

The two young women snorted in unison.

Chen Jincheng opened the door again, silently thanking this timely savior.

But outside was Wang Qiqi, looking left and right. She was wearing a white dress that showed off her fair arms and long legs, and she had clearly put on exquisite makeup for the occasion.

She was clearly nervous. The moment he opened the door, she scurried inside and shut it behind her.

"..." Chen Jincheng was simply dumbfounded.

’Are you fucking kidding me?’

Only after shutting the door did Wang Qiqi let out a sigh of relief. She then shyly hugged her boss’s arm. "Boss, do I look pretty tonight?"

This was the first time she had ever been so forward with her boss. As she asked her question, she made sure to rub gently against his arm.

She had sensed the threat from the others and felt she needed to learn to take the initiative.

’The boss has so many Miss Chengs.’

’Besides, she still wanted her boss to write a song for her.’

’So she knew she had to be more proactive, just like that Zhang Ao’ai. She had approached the boss on her own, and he filmed a video for her right there at the airport.’

"Beautiful," Chen Jincheng praised her truthfully.

And it was true. The girl’s fair, long legs paired with that one-piece dress were a perfect match.

Wang Qiqi mustered her courage, but before she could do anything, a sudden knock at the door made her jump.

"Probably someone from the company on business," Chen Jincheng repeated.

"Ah!" Wang Qiqi tensed up and, in a blind panic, hid in the bathroom.

"..." Chen Jincheng was exasperated. ’Why do they all love running into the bathroom?’

At that moment, inside the bathroom, an awkward situation for two had become an awkward situation for three.

Chen Jincheng pressed his palms together, praying that nothing else would go wrong and that he would finally get a chance to slip away to his class.

The door opened, and a figure pounced on him, crashing into his chest with significant force.

"Boss, I bought a really sexy nightgown back in Coastal City, and I’m wearing it right now. I came over just to show you," came Yinyin’s delicate voice. As she finished speaking, she shut the door.

BAM!

KNOCK!

The knocking rang out once more.

"..." Chen Jincheng was mentally exhausted. He just pointed Yinyin toward the bathroom.

’Just let it all burn.’

Yinyin pouted but walked into the bathroom as told. Then, she simply stared, dumbfounded, at the three other women inside.

Chen Jincheng opened the door, his face a mask of exhaustion. ’Are they really not going to give me a single chance to leave?’

When the door opened, his eyes lit up. It was another woman, but this time it wasn’t one of his employees. It was Song Ya, from the hotel staff.

She was no longer in her work uniform but a chic, casual outfit. The delicate makeup on her face made it clear she had also taken great care in getting ready.

Moreover, she was wearing a very pleasant perfume.

The moment the door opened, its fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

Upon seeing him, Song Ya asked in a sweet voice, "Mr. Chen, I’m off work now. I just came by to see if you needed anything."

"Thank you, Miss Song, but I don’t need anything at all," Chen Jincheng said with a polite smile.

"Alright then. If you do need anything, Mr. Chen, please let me know." Song Ya’s pretty face clearly showed a hint of disappointment as she spoke and reluctantly departed.

Chen Jincheng shook his head. He knew exactly what she was implying. If he had said he needed someone to help scrub his back in the shower, she probably would have dragged him into the bathroom herself.

It was just like those flight attendants who add a wealthy passenger on WeChat, offering to answer "any flight-related questions," only to get all dressed up after landing and show up in his hotel room late at night to "explain" those "flight-related issues" in person.