She closed her eyes and let out a muffled groan, her body trembling slightly as she leaned back involuntarily against Jiang Cheng's solid chest, her cheeks gradually flushing with an alluring blush.
Jiang Cheng's kisses didn't stop there. He tilted his head slightly, his lips slowly wandering along Zhou Ying's collarbone.
Sometimes biting lightly, sometimes using the tip of his tongue to gently trace those beautiful lines.
His hands also became increasingly restless, moving upward to gently cup Zhou Ying's cheeks, tilting her face slightly toward him before kissing her lips deeply.
This kiss was passionate and soulful. Jiang Cheng's tongue gently pried open Zhou Ying's pearly teeth to intertwine with her own. Their breaths mingled, and their heartbeats seemed to weave together into an ambiguous movement of music.
However, just then, Zhou Ying, who was immersed in this sweet atmosphere, suddenly remembered that Fang Yuan was still waiting for her to call.
At that thought, Zhou Ying hurriedly reached out to push Jiang Cheng away, saying, "Wait, my mom is waiting for me."
Her voice carried a hint of breathlessness, and a lingering blur of passion remained in her eyes.
"In that case, let's go for a quick resolution." A mischievous smirk appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes.
He had no intention of letting go; instead, he held Zhou Ying even tighter and instinctively thrust his lower body forward.
"Oh, no... I have to call her first, you wait..."
Zhou Ying's cheeks grew even redder, so red they almost seemed to drip blood.
A hint of determination showed in her eyes as she pushed Jiang Cheng away forcefully once more.
Seeing Zhou Ying push him away so resolutely and hurriedly, Jiang Cheng didn't force the issue further.
If it were any other time, he wouldn't care about some phone call; he would have thrown Zhou Ying onto the bed long ago.
But he had just been on a video call with Fang Yuan while shirtless. If she had to wait an hour or two, it would be a bit too obvious.
Though he felt somewhat unwilling, he smiled helplessly and let Zhou Ying break free from his embrace and run toward the master bedroom.
Seeing that Zhou Ying would definitely be on the phone for a long time, Jiang Cheng picked up his phone to reply to Xia Meng's message.
Because of Zhou Ying's plane accident, subsequent flights at the airport were delayed or canceled, and the entire airport entered a state of suspension for rectification.
Therefore, Xia Meng's scheduled flight was also forced to be grounded and refunded.
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng's brow furrowed slightly.
He thought to himself that a private jet was indeed very necessary.
Although the system had just rewarded him with a private jet and two pilots,
Jiang Cheng felt it was still necessary to buy another private jet.
Setting aside Xia Meng, just looking at Zhou Ying's talent, she would inevitably be flying all over the place for competitions in the future.
What if another woman wanted to use the plane at the same time she needed it?
After replying to Xia Meng's message, Jiang Cheng picked up his phone and dialed his father's number.
After the phone rang a few times, it was picked up.
Jiang Cheng asked, "Dad, what are you doing?"
"At the company, naturally. Why? You're not short on money, are you?" Jiang Jianmin's reply carried a hint of banter, but also a faint trace of concern.
Hearing Jiang Jianmin's slightly annoyed tone, Jiang Cheng frowned and said somewhat helplessly, "Do I look like I'm short on money?"
"You brat, don't get too cocky. What's the matter?" Jiang Jianmin asked curiously, his tone tinged with doubt.
"I heard we're going to Kyoto for the New Year." Jiang Cheng cut straight to the point, a hint of concern in his eyes.
Speaking of this, a look of conflict appeared on Jiang Jianmin's face.
He let out a sigh and said, "Perhaps. Your Second Great-Uncle..."
His voice carried a hint of worry, as if he had something difficult to say.
Seeing that his father's tone was off, Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
A thought quickly flashed through his mind.
That's not right; didn't Second Great-Uncle already have a 'healing card'?
Could there be a problem with Second Great-Uncle's pancreatic cancer?
But the system prompt clearly said it was repairing Second Great-Uncle's high blood pressure, rheumatism, allergic rhinitis, digestive system aging, and pancreatic cancer... Could it be too late because it was terminal?
After all, the special note on this card was: [The healing card will treat through a slow infiltration method.]
Jiang Cheng hadn't used the card himself, so he really didn't know how fast the specific effects of the card infiltrated.
Jiang Cheng asked nervously, "What happened to Second Great-Uncle?" His voice rose a few notches involuntarily, his heart filled with worry.
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before he continued.
"It's pancreatic cancer. He didn't say anything before and wouldn't let the medical staff around Grandpa Li check him. He brought his own medical team. Your grandfather didn't think much of it at first; after all, your Second Great-Uncle has plenty of money, and the medical team around him is top-tier..."
"Pancreatic cancer? Is it early or late stage??" Jiang Cheng's heart leaped into his throat, and his hands instinctively gripped the phone tighter.
"Fortunately, it's early-to-mid stage. When it was detected, your Second Great-Uncle didn't believe it. He said he was clearly in the late stages and had already given up on treatment."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief internally.
Second Great-Uncle said he was late-stage, but now it's detected as early-stage. Doesn't that mean the 'healing card' worked?
Jiang Cheng spoke to comfort Jiang Jianmin, "It's good that it's early-to-mid stage. Medical care is better than before; Second Great-Uncle will definitely be fine." His voice was full of hope and confidence.
Jiang Jianmin sighed: "It's lucky your grandfather found out. Otherwise, with your Second Great-Uncle's own medical team, they might have actually killed him. To misdiagnose early-to-mid stage as late-stage—isn't that infuriating? Those foreign medical teams are just unreliable. Those people might even have problems; they're already being investigated and interrogated."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng rubbed his nose awkwardly.
While secretly rejoicing that the 'healing card' had taken effect, he also felt sorry for those scapegoats.
He feared the members of those medical teams wouldn't be able to explain themselves even if they had a hundred mouths.
In a situation where a body possessed its own repair capabilities, no matter how much medical knowledge and experience they had, they probably couldn't rack their brains enough to concoct a reasonable explanation.
Jiang Cheng closed his eyes slightly and offered a silent prayer for those people in his heart.
Afterward, he adjusted his emotions and advised, "Don't worry, Second Great-Uncle is a man of great fortune. He has weathered many storms in his life; he will surely turn this misfortune into a blessing and come out safe and sound."
Speaking of this, a worried expression appeared on Jiang Jianmin's face as he spoke again.
"Your grandfathers are getting on in years now, and their health and energy aren't what they used to be. You should also restrain your behavior. I've already heard about the airline matter. Although you handled it well this time and didn't cause irreparable consequences, you must know that when lives are at stake, even a slight oversight can lead to massive trouble once something happens. It would bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to the family."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's eyebrows arched slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
It seemed that not only did his grandfathers have many eyes and ears outside to quickly learn all sorts of news, but his father's information channels were also not to be underestimated.
He found out about what happened at the airline so quickly.
He sighed helplessly, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly as he replied with a hint of banter, "Dad, your news is that well-informed? Are you a member of the Huaxia Intelligence?"