Chapter 44: Furnishing the New Home, and Cheng Orange’s Female Classmate

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Bang!

Lu Mengyao let out a piercing scream, startling Cheng Yao, who had been watching videos.

Cheng Yao shifted his position, opened the car door, and got out to assess the situation. He was dumbfounded.

“This…”

A training car seemed to have come out of nowhere and crashed directly into the left rear corner of his vehicle, leaving a pile of broken shell and parts scattered on the ground. The back was dented in a large chunk.

He squinted and saw it was a female driver. That explained it. Understandable.

Lu Mengyao said, “Where did that come from? That scared me to death.”

“Female driver…”

Lu Mengyao wanted to laugh but couldn’t; she herself was a female driver, so she tugged at Cheng Yao.

The instructor was so furious he could hardly breathe, pointing at the woman and cursing loudly.

“Are you still half asleep? Are you?! You mistook the accelerator for the brake—honestly, you shouldn’t waste time here anymore. After a week, you still confuse the accelerator and brake? Are you an undercover from the driving school next door?!”

The woman was also shaken, but after that tongue-lashing, her temper flared. “Why are you yelling? What's the point of shouting? It’s just a bump—just say how much it costs!”

“It’s not about money! Maybe you should transfer schools—my god, you’re a menace on the road, and neither I nor the school will take responsibility…”

The driver, confronted like this, gave no friendly expression in return.

The female driver, fuming, threatened to file a complaint and stirred up trouble in the office.

Cheng Yao walked over, knocked on the door, and asked, “Will there be lessons today?”

“I’m afraid not today—the car has to be towed for repairs. Do you have time next Monday? Also, let’s register for the second phase of the exam; there’s a queue for it.”

“Alright.”

Cheng Yao wasn’t interested in sticking around for drama, so he decisively took Lu Mengyao away from the driving school. “Let’s go pay for the car first.”

“We haven’t even gotten our licenses yet…”

“It’s fine.”

So, the two headed to the dealership. Gao Xiaosong was overjoyed to see them again. Hearing they were ready to pay for the car, he nearly worshipped them—never before had he met such eager customers.

“Mr. Cheng, Miss Lu, how’s the license exam going?”

“Still working on it.”

“Alright, alright…”

After some trivial chit-chat, Gao Xiaosong handed the purchase contract to Cheng Yao.

Cheng Yao glanced at it and slid it to Lu Mengyao.

Gao Xiaosong smiled silently. Lu Mengyao picked up the contract and looked it over. Truth be told, she wasn’t an expert, but since Cheng Yao said there were no issues, she signed it.

Her signature was at the bottom, meaning the car belonged to her.

But she wasn’t foolish; she knew that legally, the car was basically Cheng Yao’s, since he paid for everything.

After signing, Cheng Yao paid, emptying his wallet in the process.

He now felt that a million or two wasn’t nearly enough—it barely covered the cost of a car. Thankfully, with Lu Mengyao around, he could withdraw funds whenever necessary.

For him, Lu Mengyao was the ideal money (withdrawal) tree (partner).

“Neither of you have eaten yet, right? We offer free meals here—why not eat before you leave?” Gao Xiaosong urged them to dine at the dealership.

Cheng Yao politely declined and took Lu Mengyao to Xinjiekou for a seafood buffet. It was over three hundred per person, with unlimited small lobsters; king crab was limited, but they still managed to get plenty of crab legs. The sashimi, dipped in wasabi, was intoxicating.

Holding the keys to a Porsche, Lu Mengyao’s heart was filled with joy. She said, “I have to head back this afternoon. I’ll stay tonight and return to campus tomorrow.”

“I have things to arrange this afternoon, too.”

The fridge and washing machine he’d ordered online would be delivered in the afternoon, so he needed to be home for them.

All in all, Saturdays and Sundays were leisurely.

Without his former stress and urgency, Cheng Yao was learning how to truly savor life.

After lunch, Lu Mengyao took the subway home.

Cheng Yao bought some fruit and snacks, then received a call from the courier and took the subway back to Half-Mountain Cloud Residence.

When he reached the entrance, the truck was already parked outside.

Cheng Yao communicated with the security guard, and the truck was allowed into the community.

Luckily, the elevators were spacious enough; tilting the fridge, they managed to fit it in. Otherwise, living on the eleventh floor would have made moving it up a real challenge.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw two figures playing with a Samoyed in the living room.

Noticing someone come in, a pretty young woman looked over nervously, then glanced at Cheng Cheng in confusion.

“Brother, why are you back?”

Cheng Cheng smiled at her classmate. “This is my brother I told you about. Brother, this is my classmate, Jiang Yuexi.”

“Hello…” Jiang Yuexi’s face was tinged with embarrassment.

Name: Jiang Yuexi (Romanceable)
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“Hello. Cheng Cheng, wash the fruit and eat it. Play with the dog later.”

Cheng Yao glanced over, surprised that Cheng Cheng’s friend was such a delicate beauty, slightly more attractive than the class monitor, though her figure left a lot to be desired—almost on par with Liu Hanyue.

He subconsciously ignored the word “Romanceable.”

“Oh, okay.” Cheng Cheng grabbed the fruit and pulled Jiang Yuexi into the kitchen.

Woof woof~~

The little Samoyed bounded after them, tumbling head-over-heels, appearing utterly foolish.

“Hehe, isn’t my brother handsome? I didn’t lie, did I?”

“Mm…” Jiang Yuexi nodded lightly, glancing back at Cheng Yao in the living room. She couldn’t tell they were siblings.

Cheng Cheng gritted her teeth. “When he was in the womb, he stole all my genes!”

“Pfft…” Jiang Yuexi couldn’t help but laugh, and the two giggled together.

Meanwhile, Cheng Yao directed the movers, choosing a spot for the fridge and placing the washing machine by the bathroom door. It didn’t take up much space, and the place finally didn’t feel so empty.

After seeing the workers off, Cheng Yao was left with little money, awaiting a cashback at midnight.

The furniture in the apartment was integrated with the decoration, professionally designed, so Cheng Yao wasn’t fussy about it. He only needed to buy essential daily items.

Once the workers left, Cheng Yao closed the door and changed his shoes. “What did you have for lunch?”

“KFC.”

“You eat KFC every day—aren’t you afraid you won’t grow tall?”

“No way,” Cheng Cheng laughed. “It’s Saturday—aren’t you going to see Sister Zhang Ya?”

With Zhang Ya absent and others present, Cheng Cheng called her sister instead of sister-in-law.

Cheng Yao swore he never taught Cheng Cheng that. “Everyone needs their own space. Going every week gets annoying.”

“I’m going to tell her I have your contact now.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

Cheng Yao placed the snacks and drinks on the table, sat on the sofa, played with his phone, and asked, “Not going out today?”

“We’re here to play with the dog, aren’t we?”

“Mm, the puppy is so cute.”

Jiang Yuexi smiled, revealing white teeth, and stole another glance at Cheng Yao.