Compared to the two of them, Wang Congcong didn't have much interest in playing ball at this time.
However, he still forced himself to perk up and echoed, "Can you leave us a way to live??"
After playing for nearly an hour, all three of them began to rest.
As Wang Cong walked toward the private hotel in the back with two women in his arms, Zheng Zhigang also stated he had something to do and left first.
At this time, Jiang Cheng's attention was focused on Xu Ya and Heidi, who were serving him very diligently.
Seeing Xu Ya squatting so considerately by his side, carefully bringing a glass of juice to his lips.
The corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.
He reached out without any hesitation and gently stroked her cheek, which was as delicate as porcelain.
Looking at Xu Ya's seductive appearance, Heidi, standing to the side, couldn't help but frown.
She stared fixedly at Xu Ya, her eyes flashing with jealousy and anger.
She cursed inwardly, "This little vixen!"
Seeing that Jiang Cheng was not repulsed by her forwardness.
While Xu Ya was happy inside, a trace of a charming and seductive expression appeared on her face.
Suddenly, an ambiguous atmosphere slowly rose. Just then, Jiang Cheng suddenly asked, "Where did you get this face done?"
Hearing this, the expression on Xu Ya's face instantly froze.
Her heart sank suddenly, as if tightly squeezed by an invisible hand.
Her hand also involuntarily touched her own face.
She truly couldn't understand why Jiang Cheng would have doubts about her face.
She didn't understand how Jiang Cheng could see that her face had gone under the knife.
After all, the procedures she had done were very restrained; she didn't get a high nose bridge, large double eyelids, or a snake-spirit face.
Plus, she wasn't prone to scarring, and the surgical scars were completely invisible under the cover of foundation.
Xu Ya subconsciously wanted to deny it, but the words at the tip of her tongue turned into a question.
"Young Master Jiang, how did you know?"
Jiang Cheng didn't explain and said again, "It looks like you had it done quite well. Give me an address. I'll have the artists in my company who need it go to that hospital to get touched up later."
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, the stone hanging in Xu Ya's heart finally fell to the ground.
Originally, she was worried that after her secret was seen through by Jiang Cheng, she would be rejected by him.
But unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng not only praised her for doing a good job but even took the initiative to ask for the address.
This clearly meant that he didn't mind her past.
Thinking of this, Xu Ya couldn't help but feel a bit lucky.
After all, in today's society, which celebrity or Internet Celebrity hasn't undergone facial plastic surgery?
"Young Master Jiang, you're so humorous! Actually, I had the surgery in Tyrande. Wait a moment, I'll write down the detailed address for you. The plastic surgery technology there is not inferior to Korea at all."
Jiang Cheng's gaze shifted down slightly, landing on her chest, and he asked with a hint of curiosity, "Is this part filled as well? How does it feel?"
Facing such a blunt question, Xu Ya was a bit shy, but she still plucked up the courage to answer, "This... Young Master Jiang, I really can't describe it in words. Why don't you feel it for yourself?"
After speaking, a hint of teasing and expectation appeared in her eyes.
She even proactively took Jiang Cheng's hand and stuffed it into her cleavage.
Under Xu Ya's guidance, Jiang Cheng also didn't shy away and directly gave it a squeeze.
Different from what Jiang Cheng had imagined, he thought he would feel a large piece of silicone or even a hard lump.
Unexpectedly, the touch was quite soft, not much different from the real thing.
If one didn't feel it carefully, they wouldn't know at all that the pair in front of them was synthetic.