Chapter 169: The Yujie got stuck in the washing machine!

Han Xiaoxun heard Jiang Cheng suddenly ask her, she trembled a little nervously, her gaze darting, not daring to look at Jiang Cheng, and said: "No, I just don't know how to choose."

"Han Xiaoxun." Bi Xian suddenly shouted her name.

Han Xiaoxun immediately fell silent, realizing she had misspoken, her expression somewhat flustered.

Jiang Cheng looked at the two of them, bewildered.

Facing Jiang Cheng's gaze, Bi Xian hesitated and said: "We wrote our own song, then also invited a friend as a guest, but a mentor came to us and gave us a song."

He said, pausing before continuing: "To be honest, it's better than the song I wrote, and he also promised to invite a heavyweight guest from the entertainment circle for us."

Jiang Cheng said: "Is the requirement to sign with his company?"

Han Xiaoxun and Bi Xian both looked up at Jiang Cheng at the same time, somewhat surprised.

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, said no more, and ended the topic.

Having said this much, he guessed it was Huang Zhengming pulling the strings.

But he didn't rule out others; among the four mentors, only Huang Zhengming had approached him, so the likelihood of Huang Zhengming being behind it was higher.

Over there, Chen Shu finished talking with Zhang Anqi and walked over to Jiang Cheng's side.

Jiang Cheng saw her somewhat desolate expression and said: "It's been a while since you sang; seeing the stage makes you feel unaccustomed?"

If Chen Shu isn't accustomed, it will somewhat affect the competition.

But it doesn't matter much; Jiang Cheng doesn't really care how Chen Shu performs, as long as Ye Qing does well.

Of course, if they could win the show's final reward of 2 million, that would be even better.

Chen Shu glanced at Jiang Cheng, shook her head, then hesitated and said: "You seem too much in the spotlight, stepping on many people's interests."

Chen Shu's words were somewhat disjointed, but Jiang Cheng understood her meaning; he lifted his head and glanced toward Zhang Anqi, who happened to look back at him and gave him a charming smile.

Chen Shu had just finished talking with Zhang Anqi, turned and said this to him; without thinking, one knows it must be what Zhang Anqi just told Chen Shu.

After finishing recording backstage, Jiang Cheng, having finished his work, took Ye Qing and Chen Shu to the studio; originally Chen Shu had come to Jiang Cheng on her first day intending to send her home, but Chen Shu refused, and Jiang Cheng didn't insist, so he drove Chen Yongwang's minivan back to Yujie's home.

Evening.

Inside a luxurious hotel, in the VIP-exclusive karaoke room, Zhang Anqi sat on Lin Muyang's lap wearing a cheongsam, feeding him cherry tomatoes.

"Brother Yang, are you really sure?" Zhang Anqi said with a smile like mist, one hand resting on Lin Muyang's shoulder, wrapping around his neck.

Lin Muyang ate the cherry tomatoes, squeezed his hand hard, and said oily: "Are you doubting whether I can do it? Want to give it a try?"

"Hahaha." Zhang Anqi let out a string of bell-like laughter and said: "I naturally believe Brother Yang is capable, but Jiang Cheng's ability"

Zhang Anqi didn't finish the second half of her sentence, but the meaning was obvious.

Lin Muyang said: "Nobody can output infinitely; no matter how strong he is, he can't do it."

"Jiang Cheng has already produced so many classics; if his bullets aren't empty yet, that's unscientific."

"So I'm betting his gun has no bullets, and even if he does, I'm not afraid."

Lin Muyang said while thrusting his hips hard, causing Zhang Anqi to show a coquettish expression.

He then continued: "I'm different from him; I've been saving up for a long time—haven't you gone years without seeing me pull out classic works? I tell you, I've stored them all."

Zhang Anqi shifted her gaze slightly; she still believed Lin Muyang when he said he had stored his classic works.

Because no matter what, Lin Muyang has proven with ability that he really is capable!

Zhang Anqi changed the topic, asking: "Are we really supposed to follow that plan we discussed earlier? But Jiang Cheng is already so hot; won't we be unable to suppress him?" Lin Muyang smiled and said: "You don't need to worry about that; I've already discussed it with Kangwei."

"We're not afraid of Jiang Cheng being hot; we're afraid of him not being hot."

"The hotter he is, the better; the hotter he is, the bigger the fruit, so when we pick the fruit we'll feel even more accomplished."

He said while talking about picking fruit, his hand wasn't slow either, reaching out to pick the fruit.

These days, participating in the show and recording songs, Jiang Cheng has also been busy, mainly accompanying Chu Siqi.

He returned late from the studio; when he got home, Su Manyao had already come back, finished bathing, and was holding clothes heading to the back balcony.

Jiang Cheng knew the back balcony had a washing machine, but Yujie's clothes were usually taken by the property staff, sent to the dry cleaner, cleaned, and brought back.

But looking at Yujie's appearance today, it seems she wants to wash them herself.

Jiang Cheng had just entered the door when he happened to see it, so he asked: "What's the situation? Are you planning to wash your clothes yourself?"

Yujie, who usually avoids worldly affairs, washing her clothes herself is indeed quite surprising.

Su Manyao glanced at Jiang Cheng and said: "Mind your own business!"

!

This tone is a bit aggressive, but compared to Yujie's usual emotionless, cold voice, at least this tone carries some emotion.

Just Jiang Cheng, not knowing where Yujie's emotion came from; last night, after watching the fireworks, she was fine, and coming back she was about to cook.

At the crucial moment, lacking a small rain umbrella, he went downstairs to buy one, returned, and Yujie turned hostile and refused to acknowledge it.

Why is she inexplicably angry today?

Could it be because I didn't prepare a small rain umbrella in advance?

If I had prepared a small rain umbrella beforehand, wouldn't that make me a scumbag?

Originally Su Manyao's retort to Jiang Cheng was meant to hear what he would say, but Jiang Cheng stood there speechless.

Su Manyao grew angrier the more she thought.

The anger from the past two days hadn't faded; yesterday she thought Jiang Cheng would think of a way to cheer her up, but in the end the fireworks were still set off by others, and he had prepared nothing.

Not preparing would have been fine, but instead he came back and wanted to bully her.

What a beautiful thought!

Seeing Jiang Cheng still silent, Su Manyao stamped her feet, grabbed the clothes, and went to the back balcony.

The clothes were originally meant for the property staff.

But Su Manyao felt a home should have the look of a home; she'd never heard of anyone whose clothes were always laundered at the dry cleaner.

"Hey!"

Jiang Cheng suddenly shouted.

Su Manyao stopped, turned her head, and said, "Why are you calling me?"

Jiang Cheng said, "If you don't know how to wash clothes, you might as well not wash them; let the property management people come and get them."

That washing machine behind you is a drum type; I saw on a short video that a girl who didn't know how to wash clothes got herself stuck in the washing machine—don't let yourself get stuck.

"Ah, I'm so angry!"

Su Manyao stamped her foot in anger, grabbed her clothes, and quickly walked to the balcony behind.

She still thought Jiang Cheng was going to say something nice or something like that.

What an idiot! If I weren't your girlfriend, you wouldn't be able to find a girlfriend!

Jiang Cheng saw that Yujie wouldn't listen to advice and seemed full of anger, feeling somewhat bewildered; he didn't know whether to go over, so he decided to sit on the sofa and wait and see.

Before his buttocks had even warmed the seat, a shout came from the balcony behind; Yujie's voice was somewhat muffled, as if she had locked herself inside some cabinet.

(End of chapter)