Being pampered by your man in front of so many people always leaves a woman with a satisfying mix of vanity and happiness.
Qiao Yinyin was growing more and more certain that Jiang Cheng had feelings for her.
Otherwise, why would he treat her so well?
After chatting for a few more minutes, Jiang Cheng took Qiao Yinyin and left ahead of the others.
Arm in arm, they reached the underground garage, and Yinyin's eyes lit up at the sight of Jiang Cheng's lamborghini reventón.
"Honey, you've got another new car—so cool!"
Seeing the car-lover Yinyin so excited, Jiang Cheng remembered the porsche 911 he'd bought for her but hadn't yet delivered.
He'd been so busy with Military Training lately that the matter had slipped his mind.
After showing Yinyin a few buttons, the car glided toward her apartment.
Recalling Wen Ang's remarks, Jiang Cheng lifted his phone and messaged the Security Team.
He told them to look into Wen Ang's background.
Although the naughty child had bodyguards, Jiang Cheng figured that, given the kid's nature, trouble was still likely.
If he hadn't known, it would be one thing; now that he did, he couldn't pretend nothing had happened.
With that in mind, Jiang Cheng opened his chat history with Annie again.
Their last exchange was from yesterday.
Annie had asked when he would take her out to play.
Jiang Cheng hadn't replied.
He thought for a moment and finally answered.
"Stay home and behave for now. If you're good, I'll find time to take you out these next few days."
The moment he sent it, Annie replied.
"Brother Jiang Cheng, you finally answered! I thought you'd been kidnapped."
"Okay! Then take me out tomorrow, please?"
Jiang Cheng was speechless at her message.
He figured she was the one more likely to be kidnapped, and it was already past eleven at night yet she still wasn't asleep.
Truly a naughty child.
Tomorrow was definitely impossible.
With Yinyin beside him tonight, the two of them would doubtless sleep in until the sun was high.
Jiang Cheng confirmed he would absolutely be unavailable tomorrow.
"I have a deal worth hundreds of millions to discuss with clients tomorrow—no can do."
After he refused, Annie immediately shot back: "Then the day after tomorrow! It's Sunday, and the forecast says sunny—perfect for an outing."
"Day after tomorrow, Brother Jiang. Mom's found me another school; I'll have to start classes again."
"I thought being in Modu meant no school, but Monday I have to go, so I won't be able to date you then."
Reading her reply, Jiang Cheng chuckled—a little kid who even checked the weather.
Unable to stand her wheedling, he reluctantly agreed.
"Fine, I'll talk to your mom."
"Yay! I get to go out with you!"
"Go to sleep now; I don't take pandas out to play."
"Got it, Brother Jiang. You sleep early too."
Jiang Cheng forwarded his chat with Annie to An Xin.
An Xin replied almost instantly.
"Annie's bothering you again—sorry. If you're free the day after tomorrow, I'll take her out."
"When you take her out these days, be careful and have a couple of extra people watch her."
Thinking he meant Annie's tendency to run off, An Xin answered, "We always bring two extra people now, and I keep a close eye on her myself."
Jiang Cheng said nothing more; after all, he still didn't know what sort of relationship An Xin had with Wen Ang.
"Then see you the day after tomorrow."
"All right. Thank you, Jiang Cheng."
While Jiang Cheng chatted with An Xin, the Bad Luck Card he'd used on Wen Ang quietly took effect.
Drunk, Wen Ang felt listless and had no intention of doing anything.
He collapsed on the hotel bed the moment he arrived.
But the woman who'd helped him back wasn't about to miss this chance to climb the social ladder.
A bar regular, she knew exactly how to take the initiative.
Considerately, she provided no raincoat.
Ten minutes later, the woman shot Wen Ang a resentful look.
The unconscious Wen Ang had, in one night, forfeited a man's most basic function—overworked, he would never stand straight again… The car soon reached Yinyin's rented place.
It was nearly midnight.
The moment they entered, Yinyin, blushing, slipped into the bathroom—and didn't close the door.
Hearing the water run, Jiang Cheng naturally walked in.
Don't ask; he was "studying a foreign language"… Close to 1 a.m., Jiang Cheng carried Yinyin to bed.
Murmuring something, Yinyin quickly fell asleep.
Compared with before, Jiang Cheng could tell she was different tonight—noticeably more proactive.
Stroking her peach-pink cheek, he decided to let her rest.
He picked up his phone for a late-night game in the Canyon.
Just then the system chimed: "Ding!"
"Special mission issued: Today is Qiao Yinyin's birthday. Host must arrange an unforgettable birthday surprise for her."
"Mission reward: A special prize based on how delighted Yinyin becomes."
Jiang Cheng stared at the prompt, stunned.
"Crap, system, why didn't you say so earlier?"
The system hadn't issued a mission in ages.
Judging by past experience, every reward was huge.
After weighing things, Jiang Cheng decided he'd better treat this task with the utmost care.