As soon as the plane landed, Chen Dongcheng led everyone away along the VIP channel.
When he set foot on this land that he was particularly familiar with, he couldn't help but smile.
This star city in the south does not seem to have changed much, it is just more prosperous.
The fleet sent by the company was driving on the streets of Pengcheng, not very fast.
Chen Dongcheng had not returned to this city for a long time, and the motorcade was driving aimlessly.
It wasn't until he had seen enough of the street scene that Chen Dongcheng reported a location, and the motorcade quickly changed direction.
When we arrived at Jiurongtai, Hanking, only the Bentley Mulsanne was released. It was a vehicle recorded on the property, and the security of the community was still very good.
Along the mountain trail exclusively used by the owner's vehicles, the Bentley Mulsanne drove directly into the underground parking lot of the community and entered his own underground garage.
The garage is on the second underground floor, with a spiral staircase leading to the top floor.
The lighting at the Jiurong Terrace in Hanking is quite good.
After all, these mountain view villas are located halfway up the mountain at an altitude of 50 meters, and the lighting is naturally much better than that of ordinary villas.
"Okay, you guys should go back early."
Chen Dongcheng glanced at the door. There was no temporary replacement of shoes. It was obvious that no one was at home.
"good."
Xie Jingyu and Pang Zhengyang silently closed the door, and the room suddenly became quiet.
The large living room with a ceiling of 6.7 meters and a bay of 7.2 meters is spectacular.
On the west and north sides, there is a rare 270-degree view.
Chen Dongcheng went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of Perrier-Jouët, put a few ice cubes in the glass, and walked to the terrace of the villa.
The terrace is five meters long and two meters wide. There is a glass guardrail on the side. Not far away is the Nanhai Free Trade Zone.
Lying on a rocking chair woven from rattan wood, Chen Dongcheng closed his eyes and enjoyed the gentle mountain breeze and sea breeze from Danan Mountain.
Take a sip of slightly cool champagne from time to time to relax your whole body.
The villa was very quiet, but in his mind it was like a movie going back in time, scenes from the past reappearing.
Rebirth.
Change your destiny.
Li Xingyao.
Song Meng.
Zhuang Manting.
…
One girl after another, one incident after another, kept intertwining in Chen Dongcheng's mind.
Everything seems like a dream, but also very real.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang.
Chen Dongcheng's memories were interrupted. He glanced at his phone and saw a video call from Zhuang Manting.
"Everything is true."
Chen Dongcheng smiled calmly and answered the phone.
…
That night, Chen Dongcheng slept extremely soundly.
Last night I chatted with Zhuang Manting for a long time, even a little chatty.
But it was last night's video that woke Chen Dongcheng up.
My own destiny has changed, and it has even affected the destiny of many people.
Even if this is a dream, live a wonderful life!
"Crack."
Chen Dongcheng was wearing swimming trunks and planned to swim a few laps in the villa's constant-temperature swimming pool when he saw Song Meng opening the door with a tired look on her face.
For a moment, the two of them stared at each other with very complicated expressions.
Especially for Song Meng, the past few years of training have allowed the simple girl she once was to transform completely.
The whole person exudes a shrewd and calm demeanor.
Wearing a black professional skirt and black stockings tightly wrapping her long and slender legs, her face, lightly painted with pink and white, looked pitifully tired.
"Why do you remember me?"
Song Meng pretended to be calm, covering up the surprise in her heart.
"My home, is it possible that I still can't come back?"
Chen Dongcheng asked with a smile, how could he not know that this girl was angry.
Thinking about it, it would be weird if Chen Dongcheng left her in Cao Cao Dianping and took charge of the Black Pearl business line and ignored her. It would be strange if he wasn't angry.
"Mr. Chen, I don't understand what you are saying. You are a family man now. Wouldn't it be bad for your reputation if word spread?"
Song Meng said angrily, gritting her teeth in anger, this bastard was quite righteous.
"I'm hungry, help me make something to eat."
Chen Dongcheng deliberately made her angry and jumped into the swimming pool. The splash made Song Meng's upper body wet.
"This bastard actually wants me to cook for him?"
Song Meng gritted her teeth and looked at the bastard swimming leisurely in the swimming pool, but she couldn't bear to get rid of him just like that.
Feeling sulky, Song Meng still stomped towards the kitchen.
"Fight me?"
Chen Dongcheng had a good time and continued swimming.
"The food is ready, eat it if you like."
After a while, Song Meng walked over and said something before turning around and entering the house.
"Wow."
Chen Dongcheng held the swimming pool with both hands, and his strong figure made Song Meng, who was peeking in the room, feel a little weak.
"How did this bastard get in such good shape?"
When her eyes moved down and caught sight of the large bundle of hair restrained in her swimming trunks, Song Meng's face turned even crimson.
Seeing that Chen Dongcheng was about to walk into the house, he quickly patted his face and regained his composure.
Chen Dongcheng casually took the bath towel next to him and wiped himself.
She put on a nightgown arranged by Song Meng and walked into the house.
"It's quite rich, and it's all my favorite dishes."
Chen Dongcheng couldn't help but feel happy. He looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table. Each dish was his favorite dish. He didn't know that this girl was not telling the truth.
"It's done casually, some people shouldn't be too sentimental."
Song Meng snorted and sat down, minding her own business, without serving food to Chen Dongcheng.
Chen Dongcheng went to serve the rice himself, sat across from Song Meng, and ate quietly.
Although the atmosphere was a bit weird, Song Meng's eyes couldn't help but soften a little, even if she didn't notice it herself.
As a woman, jealousy is inevitable.
Song Meng knew all about Zhuang Manting's engagement to Chen Dongcheng and even her pregnancy.
It is precisely because of knowing this that Song Meng is particularly delicious.
They both met Chen Dongcheng together, but she was more than one step behind.
"Are you a pig if you eat so much?"
Song Meng complained on her lips, but felt happy in her heart.
It is very useful for Chen Dongcheng who likes to eat his own dishes.
"Have a good rest these days, and I'll spend more time with you."
After all, I am a veteran, and I still have some experience in how to coax women.
"No need, you have many things to do every day, I don't dare to delay you."
With a cold face, Song Meng put the tableware in the dishwasher and went straight to the second floor.
But when I went upstairs, I was very slow and my steps were not very fast. I was obviously sending a signal to someone.
"Is this girl still trying to do this to me?"
Chen Dongcheng deliberately pretended not to see it, sighed, and sat on the deck chair on the terrace, feeling secretly happy in his heart.
"Is this bastard a pig? He's so stupid!"
Song Meng stood on the stairs, gritting her teeth in anger.
She has given out the signal.
As long as Chen Dongcheng comes to coax her, won't she just go along with the flow if she is soft-hearted?
"Hello."
Song Meng hesitated for a while, but couldn't help shouting.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Dongcheng pretended to be confused, his face still looked lost, as if he was particularly guilty, and Song Meng couldn't help but feel soft.
"Hurry up and wash up. You stink so much. Don't make my house dirty."
Song Meng curled her lips in pretense of disgust, but also sent further signals.
Take a shower first, and after that, shouldn’t it be time to do something else?