“Did something happen, A Chen?”
After returning to the hotel, An Xin looked at Ling Cheng, who was frowning, and couldn’t help asking.
Ling Cheng didn’t hide it. The person sending him messages was An Xin’s father. He had sent his company and bank statement to him this morning.
Just now, on the way back when he was carrying An Xin, the other party had replied, saying he wanted to see for himself, to see his daughter’s work situation at the company and such.
Although Ling Cheng had sounded confident when he spoke yesterday, now that he was actually facing him, he couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous.
After all, he had already confirmed his relationship with An Xin, so the other person was practically his father-in-law.
“Since this matter concerns proving who my An Xin is, I’m still a little worried.”
“With A Chen by my side, it’ll definitely be fine. And just a moment ago, weren’t you saying confidently that you would definitely prove it to my father?”
If it were the An Xin from before, hearing about her father’s arrival would have made her panic, even more anxious than Ling Cheng.
But now with Ling Cheng accompanying her, An Xin felt there was nothing to fear. In fact, she even felt a hint of anticipation.
“Apart from worrying about that… why not pay the service fee you owe me at the restaurant?”
Having already taken off her thick winter coat, An Xin knelt behind Ling Cheng, tightly clinging to him as he was booking return tickets.
“An Xin, but it’s still daytime?”
“But I can’t wait any longer…”
Ohhhhhhh hohohoho~
The sound of Ling Cheng’s voice came from the tightly closed hotel room, and it continued for a long, long time.
It wasn’t until dinnertime that a weakened Ling Cheng, holding his waist, walked out of the room with An Xin.
Ling Cheng looked at An Xin, who was becoming more and more skilled, and couldn’t help wondering:
‘Her body is so weak, so why are her thoughts so strong in this aspect?’
“Do you want to go for a stroll on Central Street? At lunch today, I heard some people saying that Central Street here is very beautiful at night.”
While eating dinner in the hotel buffet, An Xin suggested to Ling Cheng.
Ling Cheng naturally agreed happily. In fact, in his plan, he wanted to walk around as much as possible tonight before returning, hopefully tiring An Xin out so much that she would fall asleep on the way back. Otherwise, he was afraid he wouldn’t make it to the day of their return.
After a simple dinner, the two took advantage of the night and headed to the famous Central Street.
The whole street wasn’t very crowded. Countless lights like stars dotted the road, the buildings, and the trees, illuminating the surrounding Russian-style architecture brightly.
The two strolled along the long street. Ling Cheng suddenly noticed a figure in the distance that looked very much like an acquaintance of his—Chu Xiaoxiao. He couldn’t help turning his head to take a few more looks.
But unfortunately, that figure instantly disappeared into the crowd, nowhere to be found.
Ling Cheng didn’t pay it any mind, assuming he had just seen things. After all, there were plenty of people with similar builds.
“A Chen, walking along Bread Road under the orange-yellow lights, just the two of us, it’s so atmospheric. It feels like it could be drawn into a manga.”
“Then are you going to draw it tonight?”
“No, tonight I definitely want to enjoy our time together. But I think we can still take photos. Otherwise, I might not be able to draw it based on memory alone.”
“Again tonight?”
Ling Cheng forced a very bitter smile. He really had nothing left.
“A Chen, you’re too tall. Crouch down a bit!”
An Xin had already run in front of him and raised her phone camera, taking a precious photo under the intermingling lights.
Taking a selfie with someone you like—in a manga, it seems like an easily obtainable happiness. But for An Xin, it was something she had schemed and planned for a long time to get.
Bang bang bang!
Just as the two were leaning against a tree lit golden by the lights and pressing the shutter, colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky behind them.
“So beautiful… I’ll probably never forget tonight for the rest of my life.”
An Xin looked at the photo in her phone’s album, treasuring it like a rare gem.
In such a wonderful atmosphere, An Xin naturally strolled with Ling Cheng for a long time, taking many photos together.
When the excitement wore off, An Xin unconsciously started to doze off, eventually needing Ling Cheng to carry her on his back.
Seeing An Xin who could barely keep her eyes open, Ling Cheng showed a sly smile of success. Tonight, he could finally conserve his energy.
“Goodnight, An Xin.”
Just as Ling Cheng said goodnight and turned off the light, ready to fall asleep, his arm was suddenly grabbed.
“Hey, A Chen, we haven’t done the real business for tonight yet.”
At some point, An Xin, who should have been fast asleep, was looking at him with bright eyes.
“What real business… don’t touch my pants, no, not there!”
That night, Ling Cheng experienced the same hardship that Yasaka Mahiro faced when confronting the Thousand-Faced God.
So much so that when he boarded the plane the next morning, his legs were trembling.
But not long after getting off the plane, Ling Cheng took a car to the company. After all, it was a newly acquired company, and it wouldn’t be good for the boss to just disappear for two days.
“Hello, President Ling!”
As soon as Ling Cheng stepped into the company, sharp-eyed employees greeted him.
“Hello everyone, hello everyone.”
Faced with everyone’s enthusiasm, Ling Cheng could only nod repeatedly in response.
Seeing Ling Cheng return, Yun Ziyu also hugged the documents in her arms, jogged into Ling Cheng’s office, and gently knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
Ling Cheng had just poured a glass of water and noticed how unusually clean his office was when he heard a knock.
“President Ling, sorry for the interruption.”
Yun Ziyu walked to Ling Cheng’s desk with confident steps.
“President Ling, this is an idea for the next game project, as well as some promotional plans for your previous game. After all, it’s been less than a week since your game went on sale, and it’s already achieved such results. I think there is still value in continued promotion.”
Ling Cheng also started flipping through the plans. He focused on the new game project.
Before he left, he had sent a message to Yun Ziyu, asking her to research interactive SLGs. He didn’t expect her to produce a plan so quickly.
“For this new game, my idea is to combine your previous successful works and integrate them into an interactive SLG.”
Seeing Ling Cheng pick up the new project plan, Yun Ziyu immediately began to explain.
“Moreover, our company already has several modelers, including myself. So we can make this game no longer limited to 2D standing illustrations, but able to achieve 3D interaction.”
As she explained, Yun Ziyu moved closer to Ling Cheng and pulled out a report from the project plan, which detailed the current modelers in the company and the works they had done before.
After hearing that Yun Ziyu’s plan perfectly matched his own vision, Ling Cheng asked the most important question—the timeline.
Because the project plan originally scheduled eight months, Ling Cheng wanted to know if they could speed it up, since he had a great need for results in various aspects.
“As long as the funding is sufficient… I can guarantee that our company’s team can finish it in four months—no, three months.”
Yun Ziyu’s gaze was firm, determined to prove herself through this project.