Chapter 170: Quite a good match with the older-sister type!

Hearing Su Manyao's voice, Jiang Cheng immediately stood up and ran toward the balcony at the back.

As soon as he reached the balcony, he saw Su Manyao's upper body inside the washing machine drum, only her petite buttocks left outside.

A pair of straight, long beautiful legs were kicking wildly; the heels in the thin flip-flops slightly lifted and separated from the soles, a red ring around them, with the pale soles in the middle.

She really got stuck, just as Jiang Cheng had said!

"Don't move around for a moment," Jiang Cheng hurried over, but then found there was nowhere to grab.

Surely he couldn't grab Yujie's waist with both hands, could he?

In this position, if he tried to pull Yujie out later, she'd probably slash him with a knife.

Su Manyao was still stuck in the washing machine, making gurgling shouts; the machine's opening was mostly blocked by her, inside it was pitch black, definitely scary.

"Hurry up!" Yujie shouted.

Jiang Cheng licked his lips, walked over, stood behind Yujie, grabbed her waist with both hands, and with slight force found he couldn't pull her out.

"It's hooked!" Su Manyao's voice sounded aggrieved.

What's hooked?

Jiang Cheng reached inside to check the situation.

Only then did he discover why it was stuck.

No wonder—the washing machine drum opening is so big, Yujie's waist so slim, how could it get stuck for no reason?

It turned out the drawstring in the middle of Yujie's baby doll had hooked onto the rim of the washing machine.

Jiang Cheng reached in and tugged, but found that because Yujie's figure was too good—slim branches bearing heavy fruit—it kept pressing upward, making it impossible to pull out, the angle was wrong.

He could only extend both hands to hold her up first, then exert upward force.

"You're going to die, Jiang Cheng, you're dead!" Yujie's voice was anxious, she gritted her teeth.

But Jiang Cheng ignored her, pretending not to hear; after lifting her, he pressed his fingers against the hooked spot and applied slight force, then pulled Yujie out.

At that moment, Yujie's face was flushed red, not knowing whether it was from being suffocated inside the washing machine or something else.

She plopped onto the ground, panting violently, tidying her hair.

Her gaze darted about, she dared not look at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng looked at Su Manyao's somewhat disheveled hair and thought of a joke, which included a line like this: originally, girls also get flustered.

Today he actually felt it—indeed, even aloof, elegant girls have embarrassing moments in life.

"How can you be so careless? From now on, don't wash your clothes yourself; leave it to the property management." Jiang Cheng said, squatting on the ground looking at Su Manyao.

Anyway, Su Manyao isn't penniless, she's well-off, and she can earn money later; there's no need to force herself to do unpleasant things.

Only then did Su Manyao lift her head to look at Jiang Cheng, as if she had realized; she lowered her head to glance at herself, then reached out and touched.

She lifted her head again, gazing earnestly at Jiang Cheng, her voice squeezed from between her teeth as she shouted: "Jiang Cheng!"

Seeing the situation was bad, Jiang Cheng stood up and bolted.

Yujie kicked off her flip-flops, barefoot, and chased after Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng dove onto the sofa; he didn't dare go back to the bedroom to close the door, for fear Yujie might tear the bedroom door apart, or have nowhere to vent her anger, keeping it bottled up and truly bearing a grudge against him—what then?

Although he had just rescued Yujie from the washing machine, it seemed he had indeed gotten a taste of something meaty.

As he just flung himself onto the sofa, Yujie came after him, jumped up, and straddled him.

"Jiang Cheng, you're dead—today even if Jesus came, he couldn't save you, I'm telling you!"

……

The next day Jiang Cheng woke up feeling refreshed and went to the studio.

Speaking of which, every employee at the studio is more proactive than he, the boss.

So he deliberately went in early today; if he went late, he guessed the studio would be empty—not because the staff were slacking off to play, but because they went out to find work on their own.

At 7:00 Jiang Cheng arrived at the studio, saw the lights were already on, walked in and saw Ye Qing typing away at the computer, unknown what. "Morning." Jiang Cheng greeted.

Ye Qing lifted her head; in the morning her beautiful face was full of vitality, she showed a warm smile and said: "Morning, boss."

Just as Jiang Cheng sat down beside Ye Qing, he heard footsteps from outside the office hall; the thin yet fierce-looking Chu Siqi came trotting in.

Seeing Jiang Cheng and Ye Qing both there, she asked: "Boss, this is your first time coming so early—have you had breakfast?"

Jiang Cheng said: "No."

Chu Siqi's gaze then turned to Ye Qing: "And you?"

Ye Qing also said: "No."

Chu Siqi pursed her lips, sat down at a nearby workstation, opened her computer, then reached out and poked Jiang Cheng's arm.

"Boss, I'm hungry." Chu Siqi said.

Jiang Cheng said: "What are you doing? Do you really expect me to buy you breakfast? Can't you just order takeout?"

Chu Siqi said: "There's a really good bao shop downstairs nearby; I want to eat there, but they haven't set up delivery yet."

!

Jiang Cheng said: "Since it's good, you just came up from downstairs—why didn't you buy some?"

Chu Siqi said aggrievedly: "I was just thinking about something and forgot."

Jiang Cheng said: "What could you possibly be thinking about that you'd forget breakfast?"

Chu Siqi glanced at Jiang Cheng and said: "I've been wondering whether the boss is better suited to a youthful junior school sister or a aloof career woman, but now I have even more doubts.

The boss also seems to be a great match with a mature older-sister type."

Ye Qing's gaze came over, she widened her eyes at Chu Siqi.

Jiang Cheng also looked at her, bewildered.

Chu Siqi said solemnly: "Yesterday I saw Teacher Chen Shu standing together with the boss, I thought you two were really a good match; moreover, as far as I know, Teacher Chen Shu has never had any gossip, currently has no boyfriend, and has always been single.

Boss, would you consider it?

Ye Qing gave Jiang Cheng a strange look.

Jiang Cheng flicked Chu Siqi's forehead.

Just then, a voice said, "What are you talking about?"

The speaker was Chen Shu, who had also come over.

The three of them glanced over at the older sister in unison.

Chen Shu was startled and blankly said, "What's wrong? Do I have something on me?"

Jiang Cheng quickly pulled his hand back and blurted, "No, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Chu Siqi was just about to say she'd go buy breakfast for everyone."

"Huh?" Chu Siqi looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise.

Chen Shu walked over and said, "Thank you."

Chu Siqi was bewildered: "I haven't even spoken yet, why are you thanking me?"

Since thanks were already given, Chu Siqi couldn't say more; she got up angrily and went downstairs to buy breakfast.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Chen Shu; today Chen Shu still wore a plain long dress, and there was indeed a difference between an older sister and a young girl.

Her every move seemed like a textbook for women.

Thinking of what Chu Siqi had just said, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but think, "I look like just a young guy; I'm still young—how could I be a match for an older sister?"

Could it be that I look mature?

The studio still had Ye Qing, Jiang Cheng, and Chen Shu; before they could chat much, they heard Chu Siqi rush in from outside, shouting:

"Boss, something's happened! Your plagiarism has been exposed!"

(End of chapter)