C7 Be My Girlfriend

As Jiang Nuan came downstairs, she noticed Jee Cheng'an and the butler momentarily pause as they read the newspaper, waiting for her to join them for breakfast.

"This young lady..." the butler began, but Jee Cheng'an interrupted him.

"Is there a problem?" Jiang Nuan asked, feigning innocence. She was well aware of the expensive clothes she wore, but with so many debts, she figured it didn't matter since this man had claimed he wasn't short on money.

"I didn't expect Miss Jiang Nuan, the martial arts instructor, to also have a designer's flair," Jee Cheng'an remarked with a smile, waving for the butler to have the servants bring breakfast.

Seeing his nonchalant demeanor, Jiang Nuan felt a bit embarrassed. "Well... I don't have any clothes to change into, so..."

"Don't worry about it, Miss Jiang. Those clothes were meant for you," Jee Cheng'an replied, taking a small sip of milk.

"Then why didn't you give me women's clothes?" Jiang Nuan asked, puzzled.

"Because there are no women here to provide you with women's clothes," Jee Cheng'an shamelessly replied, as if the maids bustling around were mere illusions.

Watching his brazen attitude, Jiang Nuan realized for the first time that not everything could be solved with a punch.

Deciding to let it go, she grabbed a piece of fried dough and a cup of soy milk, and began eating with determination.

"Miss Jiang, are you interested in being my girlfriend?" Jee Cheng'an suddenly asked, setting down his milk just as Jiang Nuan was enjoying her meal.

"Sir..." The butler couldn't help but speak up, but Jee Cheng'an seemed determined to silence him. A sharp glance from Cheng'an was all it took for the butler to obediently close his mouth.

"Ah... ah..." Jiang Nuan was startled by his words, trying to swallow her food before speaking, but ended up choking instead. "I... ah... you... ah..."

Seeing her face turn red from coughing, Cheng'an sighed and got up to gently pat her back.

The butler and maid stood by, stunned. Since when had their usually silent and sharp-tongued master become so gentle?

"What's the rush? It's not like I'm asking you to marry me," Cheng'an continued, unfazed.

"Ah... ah... you... ah... jerk..." Jiang Nuan managed to cough out a few words, still trying to catch her breath while throwing a few insults his way.

Watching her, Cheng'an couldn't help but feel delighted. It had been a long time since he'd felt this happy. This woman, he decided, must stay.

Finally, when Jiang Nuan finished coughing, Cheng'an looked at her intently without saying a word. Jiang Nuan couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. "What... what do you want?"

"Be my girlfriend."

"..." Jiang Nuan stayed silent, feeling like she could barely hold back her fists at this point.

"Just kidding," Jee Cheng'an added mischievously after a long pause.

"..." Jiang Nuan still didn't respond, but now she felt her fists were practically roaring.

"How much do you remember from yesterday?" Jee Cheng'an asked, elegantly finishing his glass of milk before casually grabbing the donut Jiang Nuan had taken a bite of.

Hearing this, Jiang Nuan's face flushed red. Yesterday's events... did he mean... but she had no memory of it... except for feeling sore all over...

Seeing her face turn crimson in an instant, Jee Cheng'an immediately knew what she was thinking. "Don't reminisce about last night. I was talking about what happened at the food stall."

Mocked by him like this, Jiang Nuan finally couldn't hold back and slammed the table. "Are you talking about when those jerks crashed into my car?"