Jiang Cheng, who had just come into a full billion in wealth.
Seeing Wang Yuyan suddenly break through to 99 points, the surging excitement in his heart was no less intense than hers.
Jiang Cheng quickly clicked to open it.
A crisp "ding" rang out as the special gift pack slowly unfolded.
"Ding! The special gift pack is opening."
"System rewards Host with ownership of a plot of land next to Cui Lake Phase Four."
"The project was jointly won by two of China's largest real-estate companies in 2016 for 13.61 billion yuan. Nearby residents have already relocated; there are no holdouts. (Purchase funds were provided by a certain institution's us stock market, fully legal and compliant; Host may rest assured.)"
"Total land area: 14,000 square meters. Host may plan as desired."
"Congratulations, Host has received a Descendant Card."
Staring at this incredibly generous reward, Jiang Cheng's eyes snapped wide.
After all, acquiring forty-nine percent of the King of Fengtai plot had cost a full 5.9 billion back then!
Now, to actually get a piece of land right on Huaihai Road in the Demon City—unthinkable.
Before Jiang Cheng could celebrate, Wang Yuyan pulled him into the room.
As the door slowly closed, Wang Yuyan—unable to contain her excitement any longer—pushed Jiang Cheng onto the high-ceilinged living-room sofa.
"What's wrong??" Jiang Cheng feigned shock.
Even as he asked, his thumb brushed her petal-soft lips with a teasing lightness.
The air itself seemed charged, hearts racing, cheeks flushing.
Seeing him play dumb, Wang Yuyan murmured shyly, "Naturally, I want to thank you properly."
Her eyes turned dazed and alluring; she bit her lip, smiling faintly at him.
Her lithe body shifted slightly atop his.
Her fingers grazed her collar, revealing a flash of fair skin and an enticing scent.
Her voice dropped, husky and provocative: "Do I look good like this???"
She leaned closer, breath quickening, warm puffs brushing his face.
Her fingers traced his cheek, slid down his neck, came to rest on his chest.
Wang Yuyan's graceful, nimble movements instantly sparked Jiang Cheng's interest.
At that reminder, Jiang Cheng perked up.
But right then a crisp ringtone sounded—Chen Xueer was calling.
While Wang Yuyan was still exploring, Jiang Cheng answered.
He casually switched to speaker and laid the phone on the table.
Then he reclined leisurely into the soft sofa.
"Hey, Chairman Jiang, have you eaten??" Chen Xueer's sweet voice floated over, melodious as an oriole.
"You called just to ask that??"
On the other end Chen Xueer cooed, "Hmph, as if I'd dare??"
Wang Yuyan glanced at the phone, a wicked smile tugging at her lips.
She blinked seductively.
Slowly she ran her tongue along the edge of her tender lips, shooting Jiang Cheng a gaze so enticing it could steal a soul.
Wang Yuyan was the most avid learner among all the Girls by his side.
Even Jiang Cheng, with all his skills, had to admire her.
"Damn—"
Hearing Jiang Cheng's sharp intake of breath, Chen Xueer asked worriedly, "What's wrong?? Are you okay??"
"I'm fine, just playing a game—pretty intense."
"What game is that intense?"
Jiang Cheng glanced at Wang Yuyan's silky hair.
"A pubg game."
"Ugh, I'm so jealous. I heard it was super popular the moment it launched, but I've never played. Who knows when I'll get the chance??"
"If you want to play, I'll personally take you next time."
"Cut it out, stop promising the moon. I'm already stuffed. You said you'd give me candy and show me the 'big treasure,' and I still remember. Year's almost over and I haven't seen any of it, let alone my annual leave."
Listening to Chen Xueer's coquettish complaints, Wang Yuyan paused her ministrations, lifting her gaze to Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng gave an awkward grin, then collected himself and stopped teasing Chen Xueer.
He cleared his throat. "Don't worry, you'll get your leave. Star Group will break a week earlier than everyone else, how's that?"
He already knew Chen Xueer's ways.
This workaholic powerhouse griped constantly, but when it came time to rest she'd probably volunteer to stay and work overtime.
So even if he scheduled the holiday early, she'd likely choose to fight it out at the office.
Sure enough, when he said that, the chattering Chen Xueer choked up as if on a fishbone.
She muttered, "Chairman Jiang, are you serious??"
Jiang Cheng couldn't help stroking Wang Yuyan's head, signaling her to rise.