After the three of them had been eating for a while, Wang Yuyan rushed inside.
Jiang Cheng hadn't originally intended to call her, but he had no choice now that his car was damaged.
Upon entering, Wang Yuyan scanned the surroundings and quickly located Jiang Cheng.
She saw two people sitting beside Jiang Cheng; one of them was actually the 'national husband' Wang Congcong, and the three of them were chatting animatedly.
After a moment's thought, Wang Yuyan quietly returned to the entrance and waited patiently for Jiang Cheng there.
When the three were nearly finished eating, Qi Yuan said to Jiang Cheng, "Brother Cheng, tomorrow I'll book a table at Monster Bar to treat you to a good time and make amends. I'll get this car fixed for you as soon as possible. Don't worry, I'll restore it exactly to its original state."
Jiang Cheng nodded nonchalantly.
"By the way, where are you staying? I'll give you a lift back," Wang Congcong said to Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng waved his hand. "I just called for the hotel's shuttle car to come over."
"Alright then, let's hang out again tomorrow!"
After the three finished talking, Qi Yuan stood up. Seeing that Qi Yuan intended to go and pay the bill, Jiang Cheng stood up and stopped him.
"Hey, hey, no need. I'll get it."
"How can that be? It's embarrassing. I'll do it," Qi Yuan insisted, still trying to pay.
"What's there to be embarrassed about? Aren't you arranging things tomorrow night?" Jiang Cheng replied.
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Qi Yuan nodded readily.
None of them were short on this bit of money; who paid was simply a matter of courtesy.
After settling the bill, the three of them walked toward the exit.
Seeing Jiang Cheng come out, Wang Yuyan immediately walked over, bowed respectfully to him, and said, "Hello, Mr. Jiang. The car has been arranged."
Jiang Cheng was a bit surprised to see Wang Yuyan walking out from the side, then he gave a gentle smile and asked, "Since you're here, why didn't you come in?"
"I was afraid of disturbing your meal. It's fine, I haven't been here long."
This was something Wang Yuyan did very well; although she had already become intimate with Jiang Cheng, she didn't slack off at all when it came to her professional duties.
She didn't act negligent just because she was Jiang Cheng's woman.
Seeing another rolls-royce phantom parked behind his own rolls-royce, Wang Congcong couldn't help but glance at Jiang Cheng again. "Is this the Aman Hotel's car?"
Jiang Cheng gave a hum of affirmation and nodded.
Qi Yuan didn't pay attention to that; he just sized Wang Yuyan up and down before winking at Jiang Cheng and saying, "Brother Cheng, not bad! I'm off then, see you tomorrow night!"
After Wang Congcong and Qi Yuan's cars drove away, Jiang Cheng put his arm around Wang Yuyan and walked toward the rolls-royce phantom.
"Manager Wang, what are you wearing? It smells so good," Jiang Cheng said, leaning in to sniff Wang Yuyan.
Hearing this, Wang Yuyan instinctively shrank her neck and replied a bit shyly, "It's a YSL perfume I bought recently called Black Opium. I heard it's addictive, but I don't know if it's true."
"Is that so? Then what should I do if I get addicted?"
"That would be even better. That's exactly the effect I'm looking for," Wang Yuyan whispered into Jiang Cheng's ear.
A curve formed at the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth. His right hand, which was around Wang Yuyan, began to slide slowly into the slightly open collar of her white shirt.
Feeling a hint of coolness, Wang Yuyan immediately grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand and said in a soft, delicate voice, "Don't do this, someone will see us later."
With a flushed face, Wang Yuyan peeked quietly at the driver in the front, looking very bashful.
"Fine then, so does that mean anything is okay as long as no one sees?"
Wang Yuyan didn't reply directly to Jiang Cheng, but simply gave a light nod.
Jiang Cheng smiled and withdrew his hand, but he changed direction, moving toward the leather seat instead...