Chapter 95

Time flew by, and before long, New Year's Day arrived.

Cheng Chen arrived early at the airport to pick someone up.

Yan Danchen had departed from Xiang Province early in the morning and landed precisely at ten o'clock.

"Welcome, Leader, to Jingcheng. Is there anything I can do for you? Fetching tea, pouring water, making the bed, warming the blankets—I'm happy to do it all."

Cheng Chen spotted Yan Danchen at once amid the crowd, head bowed, typing on her phone.

Yan Danchen was startled by his sudden appearance, but after hearing the familiar voice, she shot him a sideways glance.

She handed him her suitcase and said:

"No need to fetch tea or warm the bed—just hold onto my luggage, Xiao Chengzi!"

Cheng Chen took her suitcase with a blank expression, looking thoroughly annoyed.

What kind of nickname is this? Makes it sound like I've got nothing below.

Seeing Cheng Chen's gloomy face, Yan Danchen smiled broadly, hands behind her back, stepping lightly ahead.

"Oh, nice—you bought a car?"

As Cheng Chen placed the luggage in the trunk, Yan Danchen circled the car once and gave him a thumbs-up.

"Ah, it's the company's car—they insisted on providing one for convenience."

The company Cheng Chen referred to was naturally Xinghuo Entertainment; his agent Su Qingya, the temporary head of Xinghuo Entertainment, strongly advised him to buy a car for easier travel.

Currently, the company had only Cheng Chen as an artist, so this Toyota Alphard became his personal chauffeur vehicle.

This model had just been released this year, and in the years to come, more and more stars would favor it as a chauffeur vehicle—spacious and comfortable, more than sufficient for filming and travel needs.

"Good, good—big inside, and it's comfortable to sit in."

Yan Danchen looked around inside the car, her eyes filled with envy.

She had earned enough over the years to buy a chauffeur vehicle herself, but she simply couldn't bring herself to spend the money.

"Let's go—I'll drop you off at the hotel arranged by the event organizers."

Noticing Yan Danchen's envy, Cheng Chen smiled and said.

"Alright, thanks, Driver Xiao Chengzi."

Yan Danchen's eyes curled into crescent moons as she smiled.

Yan Danchen's event started at 2 p. m. and ended at 7 p. m.

As previously agreed, Cheng Chen would accompany her that evening for shopping, dinner, and a movie, fulfilling his duty as host.

"Ding ling ling."

Cheng Chen's phone rang; the caller ID showed Gao Yuanyuan.

Cheng Chen nervously glanced at Yan Danchen—this damn caller ID cost extra to activate.

These days, not only did caller ID cost money to enable, but answering calls cost money too, with roaming fees and minimum spending requirements.

Fortunately, Yan Danchen was gazing out the window; Cheng Chen quickly pressed answer, held the phone to his ear, and said:

"Hello? Arrived? Okay, okay, I'm busy now, I'll come over later—wait a bit, Boss Gao."

He hung up immediately.

Yan Danchen looked over, puzzled; Cheng Chen cleared his throat and explained:

"A collaborator suddenly wants to discuss a movie theme song with me."

Yan Danchen didn't suspect a thing; she merely looked slightly disappointed, gazing ahead and said:

"Alright, go ahead and take care of your business—I'll use the time to review the event schedule again at the hotel; I'm still a bit rusty."

In truth, she had rehearsed the schedule countless times at home and knew it inside out, all to save time…

She glanced at Cheng Chen, who was driving intently, and a flicker of joy returned to her eyes:

It's fine—there's still time tonight…

When dropping Yan Danchen off at the hotel, Cheng Chen got out and retrieved from the trunk a brand-new down jacket, still with its price tag attached.

"For you—wear it after the event; it gets cold in Jingcheng at night."

"So thoughtful—thank you~"

…

After dropping Yan Danchen off at the hotel,

Cheng Chen rushed back to the airport to pick up Gao Yuanyuan.

Cheng Chen, panting, ran up to Gao Yuanyuan, took her suitcase, and grinned:

"Miss, is there anything I can do for you? Fetching tea, pouring water, making the bed, warming the blankets—I'm happy to do it all."

Only after the words slipped out did Cheng Chen realize—this line sounded familiar.

Gao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes at him and said:

"Smooth talker."

Gao Yuanyuan wasn't surprised by Cheng Chen's car purchase; as she sat in the front passenger seat, she frowned slightly and said:

"The seat's adjusted too far forward—did another woman sit here?"

Hearing this, Cheng Chen turned the steering wheel calmly and replied:

"Xiaoxiao recommended me an agent—Su Qingya. She's quite capable."

"Mm, you really should get an agent—you're filming dramas and releasing albums; it's too much for one person."

Gao Yuanyuan nodded.

"Sis, tonight I…"

"Aren't you meeting your collaborator tonight to discuss the movie theme song? Don't worry—go ahead and take care of it. I haven't seen Xiaoxiao in a while; I'll meet her for shopping tonight."

"Shopping? Where to?"

Cheng Chen broke out in a cold sweat—he also had to go shopping with Yan Danchen tonight; if they ran into each other, it'd be disastrous!

"It's not settled yet—whether we go or not is still up in the air. Xiaoxiao's so busy, she'll probably stay late to help her."

Gao Yuanyuan looked at Cheng Chen with a forlorn expression.

Cheng Chen knew exactly what her gaze meant, but it was just bad luck—he had another girl waiting for him tonight!

"Cough, cough, sis, I'll give you a gift later."

Cheng Chen said with a smile.

"What gift?"

"You'll find out next time."

After getting out of the car, Cheng Chen handed Gao Yuanyuan the down jacket he had prepared.

Same style as the one he gave Yan Danchen, but a different color.

Gao Yuanyuan's was light blue—clean, elegant, slightly literary and refreshingly bright.

The one he picked for Yan Danchen was pale pink—a faint blush, unobtrusive, quiet, gentle, and refined.

Not overly sweet, giving off a soft, comforting feeling.

This down jacket was said to be personally designed by a foreign fashion master, requiring advance hand-crafted customization.

Cheng Chen had previously probed indirectly to learn both women's clothing sizes, and the whole thing had made him extremely awkward.

Gao Yuanyuan was fine—she just told Cheng Chen her size outright. As for Yan Danchen… well, he'd once been suspected of ulterior motives.

After all, such things are quite private.

Only after Cheng Chen's persistent coaxing did Yan Danchen reluctantly reveal it.

After dropping Gao Yuanyuan off at her place, she happily put on the jacket Cheng Chen had given her.

"Looks good, right, brother?"

Gao Yuanyuan asked, smiling while wearing it.

Her sweet smile was like the campus goddess every man had secretly loved in his youth—the light blue brought vitality to the dreary winter.

The down jacket didn't make her look bulky; the zipper was left open, revealing her alluring collarbones, and she wore simple jewelry around her neck—perfectly stylish.

"Absolutely great!"

Cheng Chen praised from beside her.

Then, the two placed their luggage at home and drove out…