Yang Mi was right; in fact, she had already made a decision in her heart.
She knew that if she wanted to rely on Jiang Cheng to obtain more resources and establish a solid foothold in this industry, she could no longer be indecisive.
Since entering this industry, she had never imagined that one day she would become the legal wife of some wealthy man.
After all, the lessons from those who came before her were profound enough.
Of those women who married into wealthy families with such status, how many could truly remain faithful to the end?
Rather than pinning her hopes on unattainable love and marriage, it was better to find someone with a powerful background and decent looks while she was still young to properly develop her career.
Reba was well aware of the reality and cruelty of this world, and she understood that what she pursued was not some illusory romantic fantasy.
What she wanted was tangible success and status, which could only be achieved through her own efforts and wisdom.
And Jiang Cheng might just be the key to her path toward brilliance.
Although there was still a hint of unease in her heart, she told herself that this was a necessary risk and an opportunity for growth.
Having figured it out, Reba opened the wardrobe without hesitation.
When she saw the neatly arranged pajamas and changes of underwear inside the wardrobe, and that every piece was prepared according to her size, a blush couldn't help but creep onto Reba's face.
It seemed Jiang Cheng had also prepared long ago.
Seeing Jiang Cheng enter the study, Wang Sheng, who had been waiting outside the door, followed closely behind.
After entering the inner room, Jiang Cheng looked over the furnishings in the study and found that the layout was extremely similar to Great-Grandfather's Courtyard House.
Although modern furniture was used, the design was full of antique charm, complementing the surrounding environment perfectly without any sense of discordance.
"Young Master Jiang, Chen Ping has already left. Now, everyone in the Courtyard House is one of our own," Wang Sheng reported to Jiang Cheng.
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng nodded slightly in understanding. "How is the progress?"
"It has been handled; not a single trace can be seen."
"Mhm, well done. You two go and rest first. If you think it's still early, you can go out for a stroll. Kyoto is quite safe; there's no need to stand guard every second."
Hearing this, a surge of gratitude welled up in Wang Sheng's heart. "Thank you, Young Master Jiang. I noticed that there are people taking shifts to keep watch near the Courtyard House; it is indeed very safe here."
"I'm aware of that, of course. Those are people arranged by Great-Grandfather; you don't need to pay them any mind."
Wang Sheng nodded in understanding and then withdrew.
Jiang Cheng continued to pick up his phone and began replying to various messages.
While Jiang Cheng was chatting animatedly with Zhou Ying and the other girls, a soft knock suddenly came from the door.
"Is your work not finished yet?" a crisp voice called out from the doorway.
He saw Reba slowly walking in from outside, draped in a coat.
Jiang Cheng looked up, and a smile couldn't help but curl at the corners of his mouth.
Underneath the coat, there was clearly a thin nightgown.
And her long, luminously white legs were directly exposed without any reservation.
Seeing Jiang Cheng reach out his hand, Reba shyly extended hers as well.
With this reach, she was pulled directly into Jiang Cheng's embrace.
With the delicate body in his arms, Jiang Cheng immediately realized that beneath that thick coat was actually a white, braless silk nightgown!
With just a fleeting glance, Jiang Cheng, with his rich social experience, immediately noticed a very crucial detail.
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath of her fragrance and then asked, "You should know about the effects of gravity, right? Why does it seem to have no effect on you?"
Reba's breathing became slightly heavy as she said, "What do you mean?? If it had no effect, wouldn't I be floating away??"
"True, but it seems to have no effect on these. Look??"
Reba only took a quick look down, and her entire face turned as red as a ripe apple, as if blood were about to seep out.
At this moment, her bashful appearance, accompanied by soft panting—to be honest, any man would find such temptation hard to resist.
"The texture of this nightgown is truly exquisite. It really is silk; it feels a bit slippery to the touch."
The teasing words Jiang Cheng spoke made Reba's body tighten even further.
However, this feeling of tension was always easily dispersed by Jiang Cheng's magical, wondrous hands.
Considering he still had an important card to use, Jiang Cheng had to suppress his inner impulses and remain patient.
After all, the calculation method for this kind of card was quite special.
Jiang Cheng gently picked up the red wine that had already been aerated on his right and handed it to Reba, following up with, "Have some 'water' to replenish yourself first..."
At this moment, Reba's thoughts had already become a chaotic mess, as if her mind had turned into a thick paste.
She submissively allowed Jiang Cheng to slowly pour the red wine into her mouth.
Half a glass of red wine was finished in the blink of an eye. On a normal day, such a small amount of wine wouldn't make her feel tipsy at all.
However, perhaps it was the surrounding atmosphere making her nervous, or perhaps because the blood was flowing faster than usual, but under the stimulation of her emotions, the alcohol gradually began to take effect.
Reba's left hand involuntarily moved closer to Jiang Cheng's hand as it wandered over her body, and she softly murmured, "This feeling is so strange."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng asked in a low voice, "In what way is it strange?"
Reba frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then replied, "It's just... a warm and very comfortable feeling."
As soon as she finished speaking, Reba's sexy and charming red lips gradually drew closer to Jiang Cheng, and the faint breaths between them began to mingle.