Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 534 Keeping a Canary in Captivity (13)

Jing Chen lifted his foot and walked towards Yan Zhen.

As he approached, he was about to say something when he saw Yan Zhen resting his right hand on the sofa armrest, rubbing his temples intermittently.

Upon closer inspection of Yan Zhen after removing her makeup, noticing the dark circles under her eyes and the bloodshot veins in her eyes, Jing paused for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Headache?"

"Mm." Yan Zhen responded, and was about to tell Jing Chen to find a room to sleep in so as not to disturb her.

The next moment, Jing Chen circled behind her and bent down to massage her temples.

Yan Zhen was slightly taken aback.

Jingchen's massage technique was quite skilled, with just the right amount of pressure and rhythm. In just two or three minutes, Yan Zhen's taut nerves slowly relaxed.

She leaned back, feeling her joints gradually relax, and a wave of weariness washed over her.

Jing silently massaged Yan Zhen for fifteen minutes.

Seeing Yan Zhen leaning back on the sofa, breathing evenly with his eyes closed, his previous unfriendly and even somewhat aggressive demeanor had completely disappeared, he let go of his hand.

Now that you've relaxed, isn't it time for him to serve you?

Should he take the initiative?

Tao said that investors prefer people who are obedient, perceptive, and preferably proactive.

Thinking of this, Jing Chen quietly walked around the sofa and sat down next to Yan Zhen, awkwardly rubbing the bathrobe on his thighs with his hands.

He slowly moved closer to Yan Zhen and whispered, "...Sister?"

Yan Zhen didn't respond, but in a daze, her head tilted to the side and leaned on Jing Chen's shoulder as he leaned closer.

Jing Chen: "?"

Fell asleep?

Why is this different from what he expected?

She gave him 6.7 million yuan in total, and helped him out of trouble twice. Tonight, she even had the hotel security guard take him to her room. Isn't it because she has taken a liking to him and wants him to serve her?

How come she fell asleep before he even started?

Jing Chen was puzzled and could not understand it.

But seeing that his sugar daddy was sleeping soundly, he didn't want to disturb her, so he carefully moved Yan Zhen away, then gently picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

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Yan Zhen slept very soundly and didn't even dream. He woke up feeling refreshed.

Sitting up in bed, she glanced around the room and remembered what had happened yesterday and where she was.

After sitting on the bed for a while to clear his head, Yan Zhen threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Stepping out of the room in slippers, I heard the sound of running water coming from the kitchenette in the presidential suite. On the dining table next to it were two steaming pots of beef congee, two side dishes to accompany the congee, a cup of soy milk, and a serving of fruit.

Yan Zhen paused, then thought to himself that the hotel service was quite thorough, sending a chef up to make breakfast so early.

Just as she stretched and was about to wash up, she turned around and met Jing Chen's gaze as he came out of the kitchen.

Jing Chen held a kitchen paper in his hand, wiped the water off his hands, and smiled at her as he took off his apron, a smile with a hint of ingratiation: "You're awake. Did you sleep well last night?"

"...It's alright," Yan Zhen said. "Why haven't you left yet?"

She thought Jingchen would leave once the rain stopped or at daybreak.

Unexpectedly, he not only stayed, but also thoughtfully made breakfast for her.

What does he want to do?

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing!

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen looked Jing Chen up and down with a suspicious gaze.

Thinking back to the last few times I saw him, he was either being chased by debt collectors or on his way to be sold; he practically had the words "I'm broke" written all over his face.

Does he want to borrow money from me?

If he asks for it, should I lend it to him or not?

Jing Chen felt a chill run down his spine as he met Yan Zhen's strange gaze.

Last night, my sugar daddy seemed very tired. She fell asleep before I could even take care of her.

She seems to be in much better spirits today. Could it be that she wanted to be served by me this morning?

He has an audition later... I don't know if it will take up too much time.

With this in mind, Jing Chen, wanting to get things done quickly, stepped aside and said, "You should go wash up first, and then have breakfast."

"……Row."

Yan Zhen entered the bathroom and walked to the sink. He saw that the cup was already filled with warm water, the toothbrush had toothpaste squeezed onto it and was neatly placed on the sink, the towel was placed in the most convenient position, and the faucet was adjusted to the most comfortable temperature...

Wow, they're being this attentive; it seems they need to borrow quite a bit of money.

After washing up, Yan Zhen walked out of the bathroom.

Jing Chen, who was waiting at the dining table, immediately got up and pulled out a chair for her. He first served her a glass of lemonade to whet her appetite, and then picked up a clean spoon and handed it to her.

Yan Zhen had something weighing on her mind and didn't have much of an appetite, but after taking a sip of lemon water, her taste buds were instantly stimulated.

During breakfast, Jingchen would occasionally use serving chopsticks to put side dishes into Yanzhen's bowl, while constantly observing her preferences and needs.

Serving tea, water, and tissues, Jing Chen would always hand them to Yan Zhen before she could even speak.

The breakfast wasn't particularly amazing, but the home-style dishes were comforting, and Yan Zhen was very satisfied with the service.

After finishing their meal, Yan Zhen was in a good mood and thought to herself that even if Jing Chen wanted to borrow more money from her now, she would be happy to lend it to her.

So when Jing Chen got up to clear the dishes, Yan Zhen leaned back in his chair and lazily looked at him: "How much do you want?"

Jing Chen was taken aback: "What?"

"How much does it cost?"

Jing Chen didn't react for a moment and looked at her in confusion.

Seeing his expression, Yan Zhen took his reaction as feigning innocence and being too embarrassed to speak, so she pointed to her bag on the sofa.

Jingchen immediately put down what she was holding and ran over to get her bag.

Yan Zhen took out a check and pen from his bag, paused before writing, and asked Jing Chen, "Name."

Jing Chen then realized that the check was for him.

He quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, I don't want to."

He hasn't even paid off the previous debt of 6.7 million yet, how dare he ask his sugar daddy for money?

Yan Zhen frowned: "You only have this one chance to speak. While I'm in a good mood, name a price."

Jing Chen: "..."

He was silent for a moment, then said firmly, "I don't want money."

"Never mind then." Yan Zhen decisively put away the check and went into her room to change her clothes.

When she came out after changing her clothes, Jingchen was waiting for her at the door of the room.

Seeing Yan Zhen carrying her bag and walking straight out, Jing Chen realized that she was leaving.

He quickly followed, saying, "Sister, we...we don't have each other's contact information yet."

She has no way to contact him; how can she find him if she needs someone to take care of her?

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen paused in putting on his shoes.

It turns out that not wanting money doesn't mean not wanting money at all, but rather wanting more.

They're playing the long game here, trying to catch a big fish.

After putting on his shoes, Yan Zhen turned around, reached out and smoothed the wrinkles on Jing Chen's shirt, and smiled slightly: "Stop trying to play your little tricks, I'm not falling for it."

Jing Chen: "..."