About half an hour later, Wang Yuyan lay languidly in Jiang Cheng's warm, broad embrace.
Seeing her gasping for breath, Jiang Cheng teased, "Aren't you overdoing it a bit?"
Wang Yuyan blushed, shot him a coy glance, and answered in a soft, shy whisper.
"Luckily it's leather; I'll find a special cleaner in a moment. This sofa set must cost close to a million."
Watching her earnest, professional manner, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but gently stroke her silky hair.
He chuckled, "Feeling the pinch now? You didn't think about that while you were… enjoying yourself?"
Before he finished, Wang Yuyan lifted a small fist and tapped his solid chest. "It's not like I could control it."
She quickly changed tack, asking curiously, "Did you really buy a plot of land nearby?"
Jiang Cheng nodded. "The empty row of old houses just to the right of your place."
Wang Yuyan's eyes lit up. "That spot? I was looking down from the rooftop garden earlier, wondering why such a prime location still had those old buildings. I guessed they'd be redeveloped—I just didn't expect it was yours."
Wang Yuyan wasn't the only one surprised; even Jiang Cheng hadn't seen it coming.
He'd barely purchased Cui Lake when the system rewarded him with the adjacent land.
The system was indeed generous.
"Land in a golden location like this must run into the tens of billions, right?" Wang Yuyan asked, eyes wide.
Jiang Cheng nodded calmly. "Mm, 13.9 billion in total."
She drew a sharp breath.
Of all the Girls, Chen Xueer knew Jiang Cheng's finances best.
Though Wang Yuyan was aware he was wealthy, she hadn't imagined he could still afford to buy land.
In a city like Modu, where every inch of prosperity is worth its weight in gold, securing a commercial plot means fighting through fierce bidding wars.
"You're going to build a financial office tower?"
Jiang Cheng said slowly, "Not sure yet, but according to Manager Chen's analysis, a financial tower does seem the best choice."
He turned abruptly to Wang Yuyan, an idea flashing through his mind: "Weren't you worrying about what to do next? How about I build a hotel next to the tower and let you run it?"
Her heart shook.
Jiang Cheng wanted to build a hotel for her to manage—something she'd never dared dream.
Her pulse raced; indescribable joy surged through her.
Eyes wide, she stared at him, searching his face to confirm it wasn't a joke.
"F-for me to manage?"
Jiang Cheng nodded. "Only if you want. If you'd rather stay home…"
Before he could finish, she hastily nodded. "No, no, I want it…"
Flustered, she hugged him tightly.
In the gentlest voice she murmured, "darling, you're so good to me."
Seeing her like that, Jiang Cheng stood, lifted her, and carried her toward the bathroom.
This time their "wash" lasted nearly another hour.
An hour later, while gently wiping the sofa, Wang Yuyan kept glancing at Jiang Cheng sitting nearby. Finally she gathered her courage: "Dear husband, I… have an idea. I'd like to go abroad for further study. What do you think?"
"Sounds great."
Feeling his gaze, she took a deep breath and continued.
"I've thought it through. My major was hotel management, but to run a truly high-end, international hotel, my current skills aren't enough. I've never held a real management post; what I know best is being a Private Butler…"
Jiang Cheng nodded again. "No rush. If you feel unsure, I can find someone to mentor you, or you can study. The project won't finish for at least a year."
She hesitated, then said softly, "I want to study in Switzerland. It's the birthplace of modern hospitality; many top hotel managers graduated from there. What do you think?"
With slightly nervous eyes she watched him, waiting for his answer.
Seeing her caution, Jiang Cheng slowly opened his arms.
She stepped forward and settled into his warm embrace.
Stroking her hair gently, he whispered, "If you want to go, go. I support you. It's just… it's so far. I won't see you often—makes me a bit sad."
Her heart, which had been hanging, finally settled.
She hugged him tighter, burying her head against his chest.
"Honestly, this decision is terribly hard. I don't want to leave you. Yet if I can't run the hotel well for you, I'd rather not do it at all. I'll study hard and come back soon."
She'd already told him she refused to be a caged canary.
So even when Jiang Cheng offered to switch her job, she declined.
Now that he understood her background, he wouldn't stand in her way.
After all, not everyone possessed a dream come true system like his.
And not everyone chose to lie flat once they had money.
Some would say: "You're rich—still chasing dreams? How pretentious."
No, no!
A person still needs a goal to feel fulfilled.
Haven't you heard? "You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?"…