Let s Squander A Billion First! - Chapter 255

Chapter 255: Chapter 255: Don’t Leave After School (16)

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Zhu Zian and the others had drunk too much, staggering out while supporting each other.

“Feifei…”

Zhu Zian, inebriated, hugged Fatty and kept calling out for Feifei.

“When did you change your name?”

Fatty shook his head, “I didn’t, it’s not me. Brother Zhu, sober up!!”

Chuzheng didn’t ask further upon seeing this.

Jih Cheng had drunk quite a bit, but he seemed not the least bit drunk.

“Little junior sister, I saw you using your phone just now, let’s add each other on WeChat!” Zhu Zian suddenly leaned in, not forgetting about it.

Chuzheng hadn’t downloaded WeChat, but since he had mentioned it a few times, she reluctantly downloaded it on the spot.

Zhu Zian scanned the QR code, contentedly leading his buddies away.

Just as Chuzheng was about to put away her phone, Jih Cheng extended his hand for it and scanned it.

After adding her, Jih Cheng put the phone back in his pocket and nonchalantly said, “I’ll take you home.”

Chuzheng accepted Jih Cheng’s friend request.

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“No need, I’ll take you,” Chuzheng said with unwavering certainty. “Where do you live?”

Jih Cheng looked down at Chuzheng, “Student Xu, I am a guy after all. How does it look if I let you take me home?”

Since when does a girl take a guy home!!

“Where do you live?”

The young girl’s expression was cool and determined, like a stubborn robot who wouldn’t leave without his address.

In the end, Jih Cheng gave an address.

It was very close to the school.

When she arrived, Chuzheng found it was just in the neighborhood next to hers.

However, the apartment she lived in was somewhat more upscale, while Jih Cheng’s was an older residential area, without even a gate to the complex.

“I’ve arrived.”

The streetlight in the alley was broken, so Jih Cheng was hidden in the shadows.

“Okay,” Chuzheng glanced at the complex, “Good night.”

“…Good night.”

As Chuzheng turned to leave, Jih Cheng stretched out his hand to pull her, but ultimately clenched his fingers tightly just as he was about to touch her.

“Chengcheng.”

A woman rushed over from the Dark, taking Jih Cheng by the hand without explanation.

Jih Cheng’s heart skipped wildly twice. He looked in Chuzheng’s direction, relieved that she had already gone far away.

“How come you’re only getting back now?”

Jih Cheng shook off the woman’s hand, “What are you doing here?”

“Chengcheng, how can you talk to Mom like that?” the woman sounded hurt, “I came to see how you’re doing…”

“You’re out of money again, right?” Jih Cheng said angrily.

The woman seemed to hit a sore spot, stiffening for a few seconds before complaining, “Chengcheng, can’t I just come to see you?”

“Heh.”

Jih Cheng let out a cold laugh.

“Chengcheng…”

“I don’t have money,” Jih Cheng said bluntly.

The woman held onto Jih Cheng, pleading, “Chengcheng, you just need to apologize to the Jih Family, and they will let you return. You’re still the young master of the Jih Family.”

“Apologize?” Jih Cheng laughed, “I stabbed Jih Bo twice, you think he will let me off? Do you realize you’re throwing your son into hellfire?”

“Chengcheng, can’t you just go back and apologize to the Jih Family? Your last name is Jih!! Jih Bo wouldn’t dare to hurt you!”

“You think I want to be named Jih?” Jih Cheng’s voice darkened, “I’d rather I never bore the Jih name!”

Jih Cheng shook off the woman and fished out a handful of money from his pocket, tossing it at her, “This is all I have.”

He then strode upstairs.

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Chuzheng didn’t know which floor Jih Cheng lived on, so she had to search one floor at a time.

The building had only seven floors. Chuzheng looked at the topmost floor and silently climbed up.

There were only two households on the seventh floor. Chuzheng turned her head and spotted a figure in the corner.

The youth leaned against the wall, holding a folding knife in his hand. The moonlight from outside fell in, casting his silhouette against the gray, flaking walls.

The youth held a cigarette between his lips, the glowing ember flickering on and off as it burnt.

The ground was littered with numerous cigarette butts, the entire stairwell reeked of smoke.

The figure of the youth was solitary and cold, evoking an unfounded sense of heartache.

Chuzheng approached, and the youth suddenly turned, the knife in his hand reflecting a chilling light that flashed across her vision.

The youth was taken aback, then stubbed out the cigarette, asking hoarsely, “What are you doing here?”

“I walked over here.” Wasn’t that obvious? Could I possibly fly?

“…” He was asking why she had come to this place!

Chuzheng stepped forward, took the knife from his hand, and slid it back into his pocket, “Who do you want to kill?”

The youth’s eyes were cold as moonlight, and he spoke with a chilling tone, “How do you know I want to kill someone?”

“What else would you do with a knife, kill ghosts?” You do have a history! She had looked it up; if it weren’t for the classmates who stopped him, Jih Cheng, that eldest son of the Jih Family, might have really been stabbed to death.

Jih Cheng was silent for a while, then said, “No one, it’s just a habit.”

He was used to holding a knife when he was alone.

Perhaps it made him feel a bit more secure.

Chuzheng looked straight into his eyes.

The two stood in the cramped stairwell, gazing at each other in silence.

No one knew how much time had passed when Chuzheng lowered her head and took out some snacks from her bag to offer him, “Eat something.”

“I’m not hungry.” Jih Cheng wanted to smoke and his hand had already reached the cigarette pack, but he didn’t take it out in the end.

A biscuit with a sweet aroma was pressed against his lips.

Jih Cheng: “…”

What is she doing?

Jih Cheng felt puzzled, but the taste of the biscuit was too good, and he couldn’t help but chew.

Chuzheng continued to feed him, and Jih Cheng’s cheeks bulged slightly.

Chuzheng thought it was like feeding a hamster, so she sped up the feeding.

Jih Cheng’s mouth was overly full, and he turned his head to refuse Chuzheng’s continued feeding.

Chuzheng was somewhat dissatisfied, why wouldn’t he let her feed him?

Whichever direction Jih Cheng dodged, she moved toward him.

Did she want to choke herself to death?!

Jih Cheng couldn’t talk, cornered with no choice but to grab Chuzheng’s hand. She struggled, so Jih Cheng had no choice but to act, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her into his embrace.

Jih Cheng swallowed the biscuits and heaved a sigh of relief.

But their position now was rather ambiguous.

The breath Jih Cheng had just relaxed caught again in his throat.

The girl’s body was soft, which completely contradicted her icy demeanor.

Jih Cheng’s heart started to beat wildly.

“What the hell… standing in the stairwell late at night, what are you doing? Damn, you scared the shit out of me.”

A sudden voice came from the direction of the stairs.

Another tenant was coming back.

“Can’t you go inside to hug and cuddle? You bullying me because I don’t have a girlfriend, huh?”

It seemed the other person was drunk, muttering as he came closer, looking for trouble.

The door to Jih Cheng’s apartment was ajar; he pulled it open, carried Chuzheng inside, and before the man could get closer, he closed the door.

“Damn, don’t let me see you hugging and cuddling in the hallway again, have some public decency!”

The person outside swore for nearly a minute, his footsteps receding until finally, with a loud bang, he shut his door and the stairwell quieted down.

There was no light on in the room.

Jih Cheng leaned against the door, holding Chuzheng in his arms.

Their position was even more ambiguous than before.

The room was quieter than outside, and he could hear Chuzheng’s breathing, light and shallow as it fell on his skin, causing a tingling sensation.

Jih Cheng felt that the place where Chuzheng was pressing against him was starting to burn.

The alcohol he had drunk earlier seemed to have a delayed effect, leaving him feeling dizzy.

He was quite thirsty and his tongue felt dry.

Reason told him to let go of the person in his arms.

However, his body seemed to freeze, unable to move at all.