After walking ten meters away, Emma finally spoke, "That woman just now should be Jessica Alexander, and the man should be a middle-aged congressman."
Seeing the curiosity in Jiang Cheng's eyes, Emma continued, "You should know her, right? After all, she's very beautiful."
Jiang Cheng shook his head, "I don't know much about the culture or celebrities over here. To be honest, even though I've seen your movies, I didn't even know your name, let alone hers."
Jiang Cheng's honest answer didn't cause Emma any offense; instead, it made her feel he was being genuine.
"She debuted as a child star just like me, but she has the advantage of being young—she's only eighteen this year." After Emma finished speaking, she gave Jiang Cheng a meaningful look. "Don't all you men like young and beautiful girls?"
Jiang Cheng knew what Emma Watson was implying.
Although he did indeed like young women, he definitely wouldn't admit it in this situation.
He smiled and said, "That's other people. I'm different. As long as a woman is beautiful, I like her."
However, these words were also Jiang Cheng's honest thoughts; after all, high looks can make one ignore age.
For example, the Emma Watson before him.
Jiang Cheng's honest answer elicited a giggle from Emma Watson. "Then do you think I count as a beautiful woman?"
"Of course you do. Don't you know you're more beautiful than the vast majority of women at this party?"
These words have a peculiar effect on women of any age.
Emma Watson was no exception.
Although she was born with a youthful face and had heard countless compliments since childhood, being praised to her face by a man with such high looks and a great physique still made her feel an uncontrollable sense of secret joy.
"You look quite young, don't you? You're quite skilled at sweet talk."
Jiang Cheng didn't shy away from Emma's searching gaze, a trace of a wicked smile playing on his lips. "I may be young, but other parts of me aren't small at all."
Emma Watson didn't take Jiang Cheng's words to heart.
She glanced down at Jiang Cheng. "Oh? Really? I've heard that you Eastern men aren't as powerful as the ones over here."
"From what you're saying, you haven't seen it yet. We have an idiom back home called'Seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times,' which means no matter how much you hear, it's better to see it for yourself."
Emma gave Jiang Cheng a bashful, sidelong glance. "That's the first time I've heard a Chinese idiom. Actually, I'm quite interested in your Chinese culture."
"Oh? If you're interested, we can have a good exchange tonight. After all, my Chinese scores in the college entrance exam were very good. I can teach you some other idioms, like 'Bo Da Jing Shen'..."
Having seen Jiang Cheng's lack of seriousness, Emma didn't intend to ask him what that idiom meant.
"Learning idioms... is it real learning?"
Jiang Cheng's clear eyes gazed into Emma's. "Of course. If possible, I can even give you a practical demonstration."
"There's a small pavilion over there. Why don't we go in and sit for a while? In the meantime, you can introduce me to how we'll be 'learning.' How about it?" Emma said with a provocative look.
Looking at the small glass pavilion Emma pointed to, Jiang Cheng didn't think much of it and nodded.
But when Jiang Cheng stepped inside that crystal glass pavilion, he discovered there was more to it than meets the eye.
From the outside, the entire pavilion had a mirrored design; it looked like several ordinary mirrors, and one couldn't see the scene inside.
But when you sat inside, it became like ordinary glass, just like a car window—the scenery outside was perfectly clear.
This... was simply an excellent place for hidden trysts.
If he could teach Emma idioms here, the thrill would be self-evident.
Seeing Jiang Cheng's expression, Emma Watson couldn't help but let out a laugh.
Covering her mouth, she looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile. "Well? Isn't this place interesting?"
Jiang Cheng looked at the surrounding scenery with great interest and nodded. "It's quite interesting. I didn't expect you all to know how to have such fun."
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Emma Watson wasn't angry.
"Look at what you're saying. You're already one of our club members now. You can play here in the future too. But to be honest, I haven't played here yet. This is my first time in this pavilion; I only heard others talk about its interesting features before."
"I'm considered one of your members now?"
Emma looked at Jiang Cheng's confused gaze and smiled. "You were invited by Joshua. As long as you want to be, of course you're our member."
"What are the benefits of joining your membership?" Jiang Cheng asked, knowing the answer.
"There are all kinds of high-society people here, and even many young and beautiful girls. Isn't that enough to tempt you?" Emma Watson asked back.
"It sounds quite good. Then what benefits does this club have for you?" Jiang Cheng looked at Emma Watson and asked.
"For me? If it were me ten years ago, it would have been very useful. But given my current situation, I only look at my mood and whether I feel a connection. If I don't like it, no one can force me."
Emma Watson wasn't lying; she had long been a famous actress in Britain.
After starring as the female lead in eight Harry Potter films, she had won so many awards her hands were full.
She had not only won the Young Artist Award for Best Leading Young Actress, Britain's National Movie Award for Best Actress, and the Best Fantasy Actress Award, but besides Harry Potter, the box office for her other nine films had also been very good.
It could be said that Emma Watson's status and achievements had long since reached a point where she didn't need to depend on any capital.
The two of them watched the pedestrians passing by outside the courtyard while clinking glasses and drinking the champagne in their cups.
Under the glow of the lights and the moonlight, for some reason, the two of them drifted closer and closer.
In the end, their lips had somehow pressed tightly together.
Taking advantage of a gap to catch his breath, Jiang Cheng extended an invitation to Emma Watson: "Come back with me tonight?"
Emma's nose pressed against Jiang Cheng's, her slightly hurried breath hitting his lips. "I really want to go back with you too, but I have to rush back tonight to attend my parents' wedding anniversary party. To be honest, I originally just came to this party to show my face, but I didn't expect to meet you, and for you to make me so hopelessly infatuated."
"That's a real shame, but I really can't bear to let you go. I truly want you to feel the sensation of being 'unable to extricate yourself' once more." Jiang Cheng said reluctantly, his hands stroking Emma Watson's smooth, beautiful back.