At the moment when the two shook hands, Liang Dachao suddenly exerted force, squeezing Jiang Feng's hand hard.
He never shook hands with people casually; there was always a purpose behind it. He intended to make Jiang Feng suffer in silence.
However, he didn't know that Jiang Feng had already seen through his little trick and was prepared to counter it.
Jiang Feng now possessed a trace of True Qi, making his grip much stronger than an ordinary person's. How could someone like Liang Dachao, a playboy, compete with that?
Crack!
Liang Dachao's face turned green instantly, his eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Jiang Feng. Damn, how could he have such strength?
Jiang Feng chuckled lightly, seemingly not using any force, giving off an impression of hidden depth.
Soon, beads of sweat rolled down Liang Dachao's forehead, dripping to the ground.
At this moment, Cheng Shaoqing noticed something was amiss, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she leaned closer to Jiang Feng, as if giving him a gentle reward.
Jiang Feng accepted it calmly. Such a delicate body, not taking advantage of it would be a waste.
Liang Dachao, unwilling to give up, tried hard to regain the upper hand, attempting to reverse the grip on Jiang Feng, but the result was disappointing.
He couldn't move Jiang Feng at all and was always held firmly in Jiang Feng's grip, no matter how he struggled.
He couldn't take it anymore and had to admit defeat, quickly smiling and saying, "Well, nice to meet you."
Jiang Feng's lips curled up, "Nice to meet you."
Then, they both let go simultaneously. Liang Dachao hurriedly withdrew his hand, hiding it behind his back, which was trembling slightly. His fingers were red and swollen, showing how strong Jiang Feng's grip had been.
"Well done, Jiang Feng," Cheng Shaoqing whispered in Jiang Feng's ear.
Jiang Feng nodded slightly, "I'm happy to serve you."
Jiang Feng spoke sincerely, his eyes shining brightly.
Cheng Shaoqing's body trembled, her cheeks blushing slightly, losing her usual cool and elegant demeanor.
Jiang Feng was slightly stunned, feeling that Cheng Shaoqing was the most beautiful at this moment, more charming than Xiao Wanjun's innocence.
Liang Dachao, having suffered a hidden loss, was still not convinced and was thinking of ways to deal with Jiang Feng. He couldn't stand Cheng Shaoqing's gentle attitude towards Jiang Feng now.
It was a real slap in the face for him.
Liang Dachao's eyes rolled, and he came up with another idea, quickly saying, "Since you are Shaoqing's classmate, I happen to have a grand party tonight. Why don't you and Shaoqing come together?"
Jiang Feng was taken aback and then looked at Cheng Shaoqing. He couldn't make such a decision on his own.
Cheng Shaoqing thought for a moment and decided it might be good to attend. After all, she had nothing to do in the evening, and it would be nice to relax and have some fun.
Besides, it was free; not going would be a waste.
Moreover, if she didn't agree, it might completely anger Liang Dachao, which could bring unnecessary trouble.
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Since Jiang Feng was involved today, she couldn't let anything unexpected happen to cause him any trouble or distress.
"Sure, where? We'll go directly," Cheng Shaoqing said.
Liang Dachao was overjoyed. As long as they agreed to go, he would have a chance to win Cheng Shaoqing's affection and take a shot at Jiang Feng, greatly increasing his chances with Cheng Shaoqing.
This was his usual trick when pursuing women.
"The Rose Hall on the sixth floor of the Golden Splendor Hotel, tonight at seven, sharp," Liang Dachao said.
"Okay, we'll be there," Cheng Shaoqing replied.
"You're most welcome. See you then," Liang Dachao said cheerfully.
Liang Dachao then looked at Jiang Feng and said, "Kid, make sure to dress up tonight. Otherwise, you'll be laughed at by the high-end guests at the party."
"No need to worry about me. Just take care of yourself," Jiang Feng said with a faint smile.
Jiang Feng maintained a calm and serene smile, like a deep, still lake, without a ripple.
"Alright, we'll see," Liang Dachao said, flicking his sleeves and leaving.
Vroom!
Liang Dachao drove off in his Ferrari, leaving behind a trail of pungent exhaust.
After Liang Dachao left, Cheng Shaoqing released her hold on Jiang Feng's arm, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Jiang Feng immediately felt as if he had lost something, his heart feeling empty.
"Thank you for earlier," Cheng Shaoqing said softly.
"Hehe, it's nothing, just a small favor," Jiang Feng replied with a smile.
"Do you have any plans for tonight? I agreed to attend the party without asking you first. Are you upset?" Cheng Shaoqing asked again.
Jiang Feng said, "It's fine. It's Sunday anyway. A little relaxation is good, and I can see what a party is like. To be honest, I've never attended one before."
Cheng Shaoqing blinked and said, "That's good. Let's go back and rest for a bit, then we'll head out."
"Alright," Jiang Feng agreed.
They rested in the living room for a while. Suddenly, Cheng Shaoqing looked Jiang Feng up and down and said, "Jiang Feng, I think your clothes won't do. Let's change them."
Jiang Feng smiled wryly, "I'd like to, but I only have a few outfits, none of which are high-end. There's nothing to change into."
Cheng Shaoqing thought for a moment, checked the time, and said, "It's not even five yet. We have time. Come with me."
She grabbed Jiang Feng's hand and pulled him outside.
"Start the car. I'll take you somewhere," Cheng Shaoqing urged.
"Where to?" Jiang Feng asked, puzzled.
"Oh, just follow my lead," Cheng Shaoqing said mysteriously.
Jiang Feng shrugged, "Alright, today I'll be the knight for the princess. Wherever Her Highness points, I'll go."
"Haha, good," Cheng Shaoqing said happily.
Jiang Feng started his car and drove according to Cheng Shaoqing's directions.
Before long, they arrived at a large shopping mall. Cheng Shaoqing pulled Jiang Feng inside in a hurry.
The mall was filled with a dazzling array of goods. It was a rental-type mall with many independent stores.
Soon, they arrived at a men's boutique.
"Xiao Ai, come out and greet us," Cheng Shaoqing called as she entered.
"Oh, I was wondering who it was. It's Shaoqing. What brings you here today? Such a rare guest," a stylishly dressed, beautiful woman in her thirties stood up from behind the counter, smiling as she walked over.
She had a slim figure with no excess fat, definitely a top-notch beauty.
Clearly, she was the Xiao Ai Cheng Shaoqing mentioned, and the two seemed very familiar with each other.
"Stop teasing me. I'm here to shop and spend some money," Cheng Shaoqing said.
Xiao Ai glanced at Jiang Feng and said, "I just want to know who this handsome guy is."
"Uh, this is my classmate, Jiang Feng. We're here to buy him some clothes," Cheng Shaoqing introduced.
Jiang Feng then understood why Cheng Shaoqing had brought him here. She intended to buy clothes for him.
But that wouldn't do. He didn't have any spare money to buy clothes.
Jiang Feng tugged at Cheng Shaoqing's arm and said, "I didn't bring any money. Let's forget it."
"Don't worry about it. Leave it to me," Cheng Shaoqing whispered.
"How can I let you do that?" Jiang Feng understood her intention but didn't want a woman to pay for his clothes.
"Don't worry about it," Cheng Shaoqing said firmly.
Jiang Feng had no choice but to remain silent.
"Xiao Ai, pick out a suitable outfit for my classmate," Cheng Shaoqing said to Xiao Ai.
"Tsk tsk, your classmate is quite something, very charismatic. If we spruce him up a bit, he'll definitely be a handsome guy," Xiao Ai said, circling Jiang Feng and evaluating him.
"Alright, stop dawdling. We have a party to attend," Cheng Shaoqing urged.
"Okay, leave it to me. Just wait," Xiao Ai said, then took Jiang Feng inside.
When Jiang Feng came out again, Cheng Shaoqing was stunned.
Jiang Feng looked like a completely different person. He wore an Armani casual suit that fit perfectly, as if tailored for him, with a white T-shirt underneath, slightly unbuttoned, giving off a carefree vibe.
On his feet were Dior casual shoes, looking very stylish.
At this moment, Jiang Feng exuded an outstanding aura, looking incredibly handsome, as if he had shed his rustic appearance and become a high-class gentleman.
Cheng Shaoqing was momentarily dazed.
She never expected that the seemingly ordinary Jiang Feng would look so impressive with a little grooming. It truly proved the saying, "You can't judge a book by its cover."
"Hey, Shaoqing, are you stunned? Haha, seems like I picked the right outfit," Xiao Ai said, waving her hand in front of Cheng Shaoqing's eyes.
Cheng Shaoqing snapped out of it and said, "It's quite good. We'll take this outfit."
"Alright, giving Shaoqing a discount today, ten percent off," Xiao Ai said.
"Thanks, here, swipe the card," Cheng Shaoqing handed Xiao Ai a bank card without asking the price, showing she wasn't short on money.
Jiang Feng wanted to stop her, but realizing he didn't even have enough money to buy a sleeve, he held back to avoid embarrassment.
After swiping the card, Cheng Shaoqing bid farewell to Xiao Ai and took Jiang Feng to a hair salon.
Seeing the salon, Jiang Feng said, "You're not going to make me get a haircut too, are you?"
"Congratulations, you guessed right," Cheng Shaoqing said.
"You've already bought me clothes. Let's not spend more. We should go," Jiang Feng said.
"If you delay any longer, we'll be late. Hurry up, you're a man, stop dawdling," Cheng Shaoqing said coquettishly.
At this moment, Cheng Shaoqing's seemingly angry yet joyful demeanor was incredibly beautiful.
Who would have thought the usually cool Cheng Shaoqing had such a side?
"Go in, what are you waiting for?" Cheng Shaoqing pushed Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng smiled slightly, "Alright, today I'll let you take charge."
"Good, from now on, you're mine," Cheng Shaoqing said.
But after saying that, she realized something was off and blushed.
Cheng Shaoqing thought to herself, "What's wrong with me today? Why am I suddenly being so nice to a man? It's really strange."
She sneaked a glance at Jiang Feng. She had never seen such a charming man, with a mysterious aura like the stars, making her want to know and explore more.
Jiang Feng looked deeply at Cheng Shaoqing, then pushed the door and entered the hair salon.
In the salon, Cheng Shaoqing took full control of Jiang Feng's hairstyle, like a queen commanding the stylist.