"What did you just say? Urban Village?" Mr. Cheng looked at Cheng Hao with a face full of shock, even doubting if he had misheard. After all, for them, the Urban Village project was almost akin to a meteoric rise.

If they could get involved in that project, there would definitely be more business dealings with the Gu Family and Weishui Real Estate. Looking at today’s Jiang City, as long as you can build a connection with these two, success is surely within reach. Countless people are waiting for such an opportunity.

Mrs. Cheng’s face was also filled with shock, and she hurriedly said, "Ah Hao, you’re not joking, right? Urban Village? Not just you, even our entire family doesn’t qualify to participate."

Mrs. Cheng had always indulged Cheng Hao, believing that her son would certainly achieve great things in the future. However, despite holding onto this belief, she still found it difficult to believe what Cheng Hao said.

This shows just how important the Urban Village project is to them and how significant its implications are.

Cheng Hao didn’t find his parents’ doubt surprising, as anyone else hearing this news would probably react the same way.

"Zhong Qing’er told me personally, there’s absolutely no problem," Cheng Hao said.

Mr. Cheng took several deep breaths to barely suppress his excitement, fearing that his excessive excitement might be too much for his body to handle.

"Son, you’ve finally made something of yourself, and your mother has finally seen it happen," Mrs. Cheng said excitedly.

"Mom, isn’t your son quite accomplished?" Cheng Hao couldn’t help but smile.

Mrs. Cheng nodded repeatedly with a proud expression, saying, "Yes, yes, yes, my Ah Hao is the most accomplished. I’ve always believed it."

"But tonight is the most crucial moment; you both have to act along with me. If we don’t fulfill Zhong Qing’er’s request, this opportunity won’t be mine," Cheng Hao said.

"Alright, alright, alright, no matter what you do, we will do our best to support you," Mr. Cheng, at this moment, completely forgot about his previous aversion to Shen Siwen. In fact, when faced with benefits that could change the family’s destiny, he could barely accept it.

The project itself was nothing, but the circle and resources it represented behind it were what they desperately needed.

"Alright, I’ve got it all planned out. It’s time now, I’m heading out for a bit," Cheng Hao said.

"Alright, alright, you go ahead, be careful, and make sure everything is perfect!" Mrs. Cheng said.

After Cheng Hao left, Mr. and Mrs. Cheng sat on the sofa, filled with emotions.

In Mr. Cheng’s eyes, his son had always been a wastrel, only knowing how to indulge in pleasure every day. It was already good enough if he could take over the family business. Unexpectedly, a fool’s fortune had led him to seize such a great opportunity, and if it truly succeeded, the Cheng Family would indeed rise to prominence.

"Hmph, you always scold our son, now do you understand? Our son is the type to achieve great things suddenly," Mrs. Cheng said proudly as she looked at her husband.

"Yes, yes, yes, you have vision, I don’t. You’ve raised a good son. This matter is too important for our family, we absolutely cannot mess it up, understand?" Mr. Cheng warned.

"Do I not know? Isn’t it just acting? Just wait and see."

At night, in a nightclub, a long-planned marriage proposal was quietly underway.

Chen Siwen dressed up glamorously, her entire being like a siren in the night. She naturally didn’t expect Cheng Hao to propose to her directly. To her, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and she’d regret missing it for the rest of her life.

Shen Siwen was very clear about her situation, knowing that if she wanted to marry into a wealthy family, she could only hope for a miracle. Cheng Hao’s sudden appearance was undoubtedly the beginning of that miracle, and she had to cling tightly to it.

The women coming and going in the nightclub were all dressed very provocatively. Therefore, even though Shen Siwen had dressed up, in such an environment, she still didn’t stand out. After all, beauty is something inherently destined.

"Wenwen, you look really beautiful tonight." Cheng Hao, waiting for Shen Siwen outside the nightclub, felt a little nauseous seeing her dolled up, but his face still displayed an entranced expression.

Shen Siwen blushed, but how much of it was genuine, she alone knew.

"Compared to other women, I’m far behind," she humbly said.

"No, trust me, you are definitely the most beautiful here," Cheng Hao said sincerely.

Once inside, the noisy music instantly drowned their ears, with men and women in the dance floor indulging their passions. This is the most authentic scene in a nightclub.

For those who prefer quiet or don’t plan to flirt, they would really dislike such an environment, much like Su Changfeng, who would never come to such places.

In his eyes, only two kinds of people come here: those keen on flirting and those willing to be the prey. He was neither, so there was no need to get involved in such things.

After several rounds of drinks, Cheng Hao saw that the time was right and signaled to those beside him, marking the official start of the plan.

At this moment, Chen Siwen suddenly stood up and looked at Cheng Hao a bit sheepishly, saying, "Cheng Hao, I need to go to the restroom."

"Would you like me to go with you?" Cheng Hao asked with a smile.

Chen Siwen smiled and shook her head, "I’ll just go by myself, you stay and keep them company."

Chen Siwen was trying her best to appear gentle and considerate, hoping Cheng Hao would realize she was suitable to be a wife—discreet, understanding, generous, and willing to give him plenty of freedom.

Once in the bathroom, Shen Siwen quickly took out her makeup from her bag, planning to freshen up. Most women go to the restroom under the guise of needing to do makeup; they really just want to check if they’re still looking as good as they did initially, and to touch up their makeup if needed.

While she was returning, Shen Siwen didn’t pay attention and bumped into a waiter around the corner.

"Can’t you see where you’re going? Acting so rashly!" Shen Siwen berated.

"Sorry, sorry, it wasn’t intentional," the waiter quickly apologized.

Looking at the red wine staining her clothes, though she dodged in time, a bit still got on her. She felt like her perfect image had been spoiled.

"Do you have any idea how expensive my clothes are?" After these words, she raised her hand and slapped the other party across the face.

The waiter’s face stung, feeling somewhat wronged. In truth, this matter wasn’t related to her; it was Shen Siwen who carelessly bumped into her. But now, Shen Siwen was making herself out to be the victim and placing all the blame on her.

"If you don’t mind, I can help you deal with it," the waiter offered.

Upon hearing this, Shen Siwen’s anger flared even more; she said irritably, "Take the clothes to handle it? What am I supposed to wear then? Are you brainless?"

Once she finished speaking, she raised her hand and slapped the waiter again, then scolded viciously, "Get out of here right now, don’t stand here getting in the way!"