"Isn't that obvious?" Jiang Jianmin's voice came from the other end of the phone, carrying a mix of pride and helplessness. "I joined this organization before you were even born. Do you think your grandfather wouldn't have arranged for me to get in?"
"Ah, then why have you never mentioned letting me join this organization?" Jiang Cheng asked curiously.
Jiang Jianmin fell silent for a moment upon hearing this question, seemingly thinking about how to answer.
After a short while, he spoke slowly, "Do you want to be an official?"
"Not really..."
Jiang Jianmin continued, "Power is good, but the responsibility is immense. I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to bear it."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng dropped his usual stance of respecting free choice.
He said unusually, "But Dad, the grandfathers are all getting old, and there's no one else left in the family. We can only rely on you."
After another silence, Jiang Jianmin said, "What do you mean 'no one left'? Isn't there still you? You seem quite idle every day to me..."
"Dad, something suddenly came up at my company, I can't talk anymore. Hanging up now..."
Seeing Jiang Cheng hang up so quickly, Jiang Jianmin frowned slightly and cursed under his breath, "That little brat..."
His eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and doting affection.
However, he soon fell into silence again, as Jiang Cheng's words, "The grandfathers are all getting old, and there's no one else left in the family," echoed in his ears.
These words were like a heavy hammer, striking hard against his heart.
Jiang Jianmin sat quietly in his chair, gazing into the distance, lost in deep thought... After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng picked up his mobile and walked toward the living room.
As Jiang Cheng slowly stepped out of the second bedroom, his gaze was instantly captivated by the sight before him.
Zhou Ying stood there like an exquisite painting.
She was dressed in a well-tailored black uniform.
The material of the uniform looked high-end and crisp, every seam like a meticulously drawn brushstroke, perfectly hugging the curves of her body.
It showcased her graceful figure to the fullest.
On Zhou Ying's fair, almost translucent face, she wore black-framed glasses.
This added a touch of intellectualism and mystery to her aura.
Her eyes were like black gems moistened by morning dew, deep and bright, as if hiding a pool of autumn water; with every ripple of light, she exuded pure charm.
She was gazing at Jiang Cheng with a hint of shyness and expectation.
She stood by the window, with the city's prosperous night view outside.
Colorful neon lights flickered, casting a soft and hazy glow through the thin curtains.
They outlined her silhouette with a faint golden edge.
Her legs, clad in transparent black silk stockings, were elegantly crossed, the stockings shimmering with an alluring luster under the glow.
Zhou Ying had her arms folded across her chest, her posture relaxed yet subtly holding a deliberate solemnity, as if trying her best to hide her inner nervousness and excitement.
Seeing Jiang Cheng standing frozen in place, staring straight at her, Zhou Ying's heart skipped a few beats.
She tried her best to suppress the panic fluttering in her heart like a trapped deer, feigning composure as she raised a hand to adjust the black-framed glasses on her face.
Then, she curled her lips into a slight smile, nodded toward Jiang Cheng, and spoke, "Hello, I am the new employee. My name is Zhou Ying. Please guide me."
Her voice was crisp and pleasant, yet carried an imperceptible tremor, like a newcomer just entering the workplace, trying hard to demonstrate her professionalism and confidence.
It was precisely this tremor that perfected Zhou Ying's performance.
It instantly gave Jiang Cheng a strong sense of immersion.
In truth, Zhou Ying had eyed this outfit online for a long time.
Ever since she wore a Christmas outfit last Christmas and Jiang Cheng showed extraordinary passion and madness.
She had quietly ordered this uniform online, full of anticipation to give Jiang Cheng a surprise.
However, in her daily life, she was always swayed by shyness and never had the courage to bring this outfit out.
But after experiencing that thrilling accident on the plane and having that conversation with Fang Yuan, Zhou Ying felt as if she had woken from a dream.
She suddenly realized how unnecessary those unspoken words and emotions masked by shyness were.
Life is short; if there is something in your heart, you must do it as soon as possible.
That was why she hadn't let Jiang Cheng shower with her earlier.
She wanted to prepare this surprise for him.
Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly walked to Zhou Ying's side in a few steps.
He reached out his hands, resting them gently on Zhou Ying. With a wicked smile on his face, he spoke.
"Hello. This outfit looks very well-fitted; the curve at the waist matches your waist size perfectly. However, it seems the tailor for the chest area made it a bit too tight. Look, the buttons can't even stay closed, they look like they're about to burst. It seems like you might expose yourself... Should I help cover it for you?"
As Jiang Cheng gestured, Zhou Ying's breathing became erratic from his sudden actions.
A flush instantly bloomed on her cheeks, spreading all the way to the tips of her ears.
Her hands gave Jiang Cheng a symbolic push, but it carried a sense of feigned refusal.
Her fingertips touched Jiang Cheng's solid chest, feeling his powerful heartbeat, which made her own heart race even faster.
She said coquettishly, "Please don't do this. I haven't finished today's work yet. How about we work overtime together, and once the work is done, we can have a nice drink? And talk about what's on our minds."
Framed by the glasses, her eyes appeared even more charming and moving, also revealing a hint of playfulness and cunning.
Like stars twinkling in the night sky, they emitted a captivating light; her long eyelashes fluttered with her blinks like a butterfly's wings, tugging at Jiang Cheng's heartstrings.
Looking at Zhou Ying before him, Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly.
Damn, she's so beautiful. In the future, when I look at those online 'girlfriends' again, I'm afraid it'll be hard to feel any immersion.
After all, Zhou Ying's beauty was simply on a much higher level compared to those people.
Usually, even if she was just slightly proactive, Jiang Cheng found her incredibly seductive.
And now, in this uniform, she had a sort of childhood...
No, it awakened... a romantic sentiment.