Half an hour later, Chloe leaned on Jiang Cheng, her eyes filled with resentment.
Her usually soft and smooth golden hair was now slightly disheveled; one look revealed that she had just undergone intense activity.
Fine beads of sweat even clung to her forehead.
Her eyes also revealed a hint of confusion and bewilderment.
The car had stopped several minutes ago.
It was clear they had already reached their destination.
However, there was no movement outside the car.
Clearly, these Bodyguards must have known what they were doing outside the car.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, someone would have thoughtfully opened the car door for them by now.
Thinking this, Chloe's already flushed face seemed as if it would drip blood.
Her small hand even softly and weakly tapped Jiang Cheng's chest.
"Hmph, you're too much, I'm almost too ashamed to face anyone."
Jiang Cheng's lips curved: "Me once, you twice, and you still say 'Hmph'?"
Chloe was momentarily at a loss for how to answer.
After all, Jiang Cheng was speaking the truth.
Although she was very tired.
But she wondered if it was because of the environment.
The thought that there was a third person in the car, and even an endless stream of traffic outside the window.
There was no need for self-immersion; her body's senses automatically became extremely sensitive in this environment.
Even though she had been violently tormented by Jiang Cheng on the plane for two hours just now.
Her body was already exhausted, but she still couldn't hold back.
Chloe's face showed a hint of shyness and vexation, a blush spreading from her cheeks to her earlobes.
Her lips pouted slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction and reproach, asking: "Isn't this a bit abnormal for you?"
"You still don't know if I'm normal? Or, should I prove it again later?"
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Chloe's face instantly showed another trace of panic.
She instinctively tried to break free from between Jiang Cheng's legs.
However, the moment she moved, her body seemed to be nailed down, unable to budge, and slowly sinking.
Because Jiang Cheng did not do as she wished.
His hands still firmly held her waist.
"Let go of me... what should we do now? It'll be so awkward to go down now."
Chloe's face was flushed with embarrassment, her voice carrying a hint of helplessness.
Seeing her expression, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but laugh.
Comparatively, men were indeed much more convenient.
He casually pulled out a few tissues, quickly tidied himself up, and then said to Chloe: "What's the big deal? I'll go down first, and you can come out a minute later."
Soon, Jiang Cheng opened the car door and got out.
At this moment, the area outside the car was already empty, with only Wang Sheng remaining.
He was standing not far from the villa, smoking.
Clearly, he had sent the other maids and aunties away.
Seeing Jiang Cheng walk towards him, Wang Sheng immediately took out his cigarette case and extinguished the cigarette in his hand.
Jiang Cheng waved at him and said with a smile: "You just got back, you should also go and rest, take a holiday. Use the annual club membership I got for you before, go have some fun, relax, and rest for a few days."
After all, Bodyguards are also men.
Especially for those in their profession, who spend every day surrounded by men.
Life is monotonous and dull.
If they remain in a state of tension and suppression for too long, it's easy for psychological problems to arise.
So, as a boss, it's necessary to occasionally arrange some activities to relieve their stress, right?
Lest they go astray, that wouldn't be good...
Seeing Jiang Cheng raise an eyebrow at him, Wang Sheng's mouth curved into an honest smile.
He quickly explained: "Young Master, when I go, I just get a massage and a foot soak; there's really nothing else. After all, Manager Chen is the leader there, and she wouldn't allow anything else..."
Jiang Cheng remembered Wang Sheng mentioning his connection with the club's female Manager last time, and immediately understood a few things in his heart.
He smiled and nodded: "Oh, I understand. If this one doesn't work, then I'll get you a few more annual membership cards for other clubs..."
Wang Sheng's original intention was to explain to Jiang Cheng that he could only find the Manager when he went, but he didn't expect Jiang Cheng's mind to make such a big leap.
Wang Sheng quickly waved his hand and explained: "This... Young Master Jiang, I didn't mean that, I meant..."
Jiang Cheng waved his hand and magnanimously said to Wang Sheng: "Don't save money for me. Following me, you've always been dedicated and conscientious, and I've seen it all. Naturally, I won't let you suffer. You know the place Qin Fen took me to last time, that one is quite good. I'll have him get you an annual card now, and you can go directly..."
After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Wang Sheng found himself unable to utter the rest of his words.
His eyes couldn't help but turn red.
He bit his lip tightly, trying hard to control his emotions.
During this time following Jiang Cheng, he had gained a deeper understanding of him.
Although most of the time, he was preoccupied with women.
But he gradually discovered that this seemingly unrestrained Second-generation rich actually had firm principles and a kind side deep down.
These qualities instilled a deep respect for Jiang Cheng in Wang Sheng.
More importantly, Jiang Cheng's values were not distorted by wealth and status.
He knew how to respect others, care for vulnerable groups, and had his own unique insights into social issues.
This spirit of great love made Wang Sheng immensely admire him, feeling that Jiang Cheng also had a heart of flesh and blood.
Furthermore, Jiang Cheng's family background greatly surprised Wang Sheng.
He originally thought Jiang Cheng was just an ordinary Second-generation rich, but he didn't expect him to come from such a powerful family.
The core members of the Security Team were all retired special forces soldiers.
They had a clear understanding of Jiang Cheng's background and identity.
As one of the top Second-generation rich figures in Huaxia, Jiang Cheng's status and influence should not be underestimated.
How could such a top figure among Huaxia's Second-generation rich be so good to him?
Did he, a Bodyguard, deserve it?
Although he knew Jiang Cheng might be showing him special favoritism for some purpose, this did not prevent Wang Sheng from feeling a sense of pleasure deep down.
As a Bodyguard, he had never imagined that he could receive such importance and preferential treatment.
This special favoritism made him feel a secret thrill, and at the same time, it made him grateful to Jiang Cheng.
More importantly, Jiang Cheng was very generous to them.
Although following Jiang Cheng already guaranteed him an annual income of millions.
But even so, the club Jiang Cheng mentioned was still beyond what he could afford to enjoy.
After all, the consumption there was not low.
The minimum consumption per visit started at 10,000.
If he also ordered a Girl and enjoyed massage services, one visit would cost at least fifty to sixty thousand yuan.
Given Wang Sheng's current income, he could occasionally afford one visit.
But if he went frequently, he simply couldn't bear the cost.
But to think, Jiang Cheng was actually getting him an annual card, with all expenses covered by him.